This all started one day many years ago on one particularly hot Summer’s day. All my Brother Brad and I wanted to do was use my aunts swimming pool in exchange for a few chores. One thing led to another and the both of us found ourselves in a lust-filled unprovoked consensual fuck session in her garage, We were shortly caught in the act by my crazy Aunt who saw the whole thing and demanded that we finish while she watched. Afterwards Aunt Karen had decided she would taste my snatch and then be next in line to receive Brad’s amazing length.
Brad looked as if he were beside himself. There stood our Aunt Karen almost completely naked with the exception of her tan colored pantyhose and shoes. It was almost as if the shitty garage light were reflecting only her entire supple silhouette. Being the odd-ball of our family, I guess I never really noticed that she had such an amazing figure. This woman had great breasts, a firm ass, and perfectly toned legs. She must have gotten them from wearing her high heels almost every waking moment. I don’t remember her ever having them off, unless it was to put on another pair. She looked amazing right now and I felt a little envious at her phenomenal female frame. She was just smiling away at my brother as she collected some of the moisture that was forming around her crotch with her fingertips.
“Don’t be so shy Bradley, come over here.” Karen said softly as she too sat on the edge of the old work bench giving a few pats to the top of it. Brad slowly eased his way back toward the both of us still trying to hike up his skirt. Now our Aunt had both of his hand in hers and started to rub them against her perky bosom.
“See, that’s not so bad is it?’ She chuckled.
“No, they feel really nice but, I can’t do that with you Aunt Karen….you’re my Aunt Karen.” Brad stammered out. He was obviously nervous.
“Sure you can.” Karen assured him. “You just did those things with your own sister, right? Don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody. It will just be our little secret.”
She smiled and Brad smiled back. In doing so Karen maneuvered his hands toward her crotch. She was now giving him commands on what to do to her next as if he were under some sort of seductive hypnosis. the only thing I could do was sit back and see how this all played out as sweat continued to poor from me. Was my Brother really going to fuck our Aunt now too?
Karen sat back a bit further on the bench almost exactly where I was just a few minutes before. She drew Brad in close with her.
“Honey I don’t want to take my shoes off in here and I can’t take my pantyhose off so you will just have to make a hole in them for me.” Karen said slyly.
“You want me to rip your pantyhose?” Brad said stunned.
“Yes dear, just big enough so you can get to all my…. yummy parts.” laughed Aunt Karen.
I had to see this. Brad dug his fingers in the weakest point in the nylon and tore her hose wide open exposing her soaking wet vagina. I had to admit from one female to the next, she had a very pretty pussy. Brad wasted no time and his skirt, my skirt, hit the floor. Up sprang his mighty length again like this had all happened before.