Jake let his throbbing cock slide out of his Aunt Melissa's pussy resting it on her bush before spurting rope after rope of cum all over her naked body. Looking down over Melissa covered in cum and smiling to herself, Jake caught his breath... had he really just fucked his own Aunt?
This was a Christmas morning like no other.
***
Jake's train arrived predictably late at the train station. The station was packed with people arriving back home for Christmas. Jake stood outside the station eagerly awaiting his dad and the warm car ride home. The snow had turned to rain, the wind had turned his cheeks to ice, and overall the thought of Christmas was beginning to fill Jake with dread. A Christmas with the family rather than a fortnight of drinking with his college buddies; the worst sacrifice for any twenty-year-old.
A car pulled up and Jake's dad stared out at him with a glare. Not so much as a smile.
'This ought to be fun,' Jake thought to himself as he threw his bags into the car.
"Hey dad, Happy Holidays!" Jake enthusiastically yelled, hoping his dad would be in a good mood.
"Hello Son... happy, is it? You do know what time of year it is?"
Jake knew instantly the mood was not a festive one. It seemed to be a tradition that his dad would be miserable during Christmas. This wasn't because of Saint Nicholas, the weather, or even the cost of all the festive fun. No, it was due to two weeks of family, specifically in-laws, staying under his roof.
Jake didn't mind the family staying. He actually enjoyed catching up with most of his family but only in short bursts. As usual, though, it was family from only one side hence his dad's sour mood.
"I guess the house is full then?" Jake asked, giving up on any hope of festive cheer.
"Correct. Your mother is in overdrive already and the house is a war zone. Your little sister, or should I say 'Princess Lucy' is being a brat and refused to give up her bedroom. Your grandparents have taken my bed, your mother and I are in the twins' bedroom. The twins are camping out in the garage which I didn't think was a good idea for two eleven-year-old boys..."
"Guess I'm on the sofa again then?"
"Ah, that would be a no. Your mother's freaky brother Paul is on the sofa. He's practically glued next to that TV already. He arrived two days ago and all he does is..."
Jake fell silent as his dad moaned endlessly. Jake knew it meant he would be babysitting his brothers in the freezing garage. That or sleeping in the disgusting attic on his own.
"...And oh, your mother made me ask you not to be weird around Melissa. You know she's staying with us this year right? I really don't wanna hear it but I gather you were awkward with her last month. Please don't make Christmas any more miserable than it is already, okay? No funny business again."
Jake stayed silent.
Melissa was his dad's younger sister, born some fifteen years after him. She was either an accident or an attempt to save his dad's parents' marriage. The 'funny business' his dad hinted at was as recent as the last family gathering; a distant cousin's wedding in October. Jake hadn't seen his Aunt Melissa for a couple of years before then but got more than he bargained for when he laid his eyes on her.
Jake thought back to that day.
He remembered seeing the gold strapped heels first, the back of her legs and the red shiny satin dress wrapped tightly around the ass he had been jerking for in his head for the last few weeks. Jake never had a thing for cougars or MILFs before that wedding. Since then his internet history was stacked full of those search terms.
It was the size and curviness of the ass that caught his eye, the slight wiggle that kept his attention and the whole package that kept him focused for a good minute before his mother snapped him out of the spell.
Jake recalled his mother's warning - said loud enough so his cousins, a minister, and worst of all his aunt herself, could hear - 'would you stop staring at Melissa's behind!'
Jake avoided his aunt the rest of that particular day but did keep a watchful eye on her from a distance. He had heard about her latest wealthy boyfriend and could see she had been putting his money to good use with hair extensions, nails and make-up looking very appealing, not to mention the dress. Jake could picture every detail of it; from the shine of smooth satin around the bum area to the split up the thigh.
"Are you listening to me, boy?!" Jake's dad barked at him.
Jake snapped back to life and found himself in the car and practically pulling into the driveway already. "Yes sir," Jake mumbled, noticing increased blood flow around his crotch. "No funny business."
***
Finally home, Jake found the house was indeed packed. He knew to arrive on Christmas Eve meant the last pick for a bed but he had no idea just how many people were staying over.
Jake received a warm enough welcome but was immediately put to work by his mother to set the table, along with his sister Lucy. Noticing his aunt wasn't there he tentatively asked when she would be arriving.
Lucy giggled to herself. "You gonna ask her out, huh?"
Jake shook his head and gestured something rather rude to his sister. Jake's mother noticed and immediately pulled him into the kitchen. Jake had a feeling he knew what she was going to say to him.
"Now you remember what I think of that Melissa, okay?" his mother whispered. "She might be a slut but she's your dad's sister and your aunt so please act normal and please keep your hormones to yourself. I'm putting Melissa in the attic since your dad spent all that time fixing it up. You'll be in the garage with your brothers so you can keep an eye on them both."
Jake interrupted her. "Jeez putting Melissa in the attic? Try not to make it obvious you hate her!"
"Actually, your dad did a nice job finishing the attic. I reckon she's got the best spot away from the noise and furthest away from you!"
Jake's mother walked off laughing to herself. Jake was left deflated and depressed, not helped by Lucy making some more naughty hand gestures his way.
***
Finally, at dinnertime, Melissa came bundling into the house.
By then the family was already sat down at the two large tables set out in the dining room. All eyes were on the buffet feast prepared by Jake's mother. No new guest could distract from the food and Melissa was largely ignored.
Although hungry, Jake found his appetite was not just for the meal in front of him.
Melissa looked around the table and smiled at everyone as she said hello. Only Jake smiled back before his dad got up from his seat to help his little sister by taking her jacket.
Jake's sister Lucy was the first to speak Melissa took off her jacket. "Nice dress, Auntie Mel!"
Melissa was in a figure-hugging purple midi dress with a peplum design. She was quite clearly overdressed with her hair curled and make-up looking slightly too glamorous for a home-cooked dinner.
"Sorry I'm late," she said. "Office Christmas party, hence the outfit!"
She sat down opposite Jake but quite a distance away given the size of the table. Jake stared over and watched as she sat, her bending giving him a perfect view of her cleavage. Jake spent all of the dinner sneaking peeks of her and taking it all in as much as he possibly could without being obvious.
Melissa was forty-years-old, very attractive for her age and unlike anyone Jake had ever met. She was a brunette with long hair curling at her shoulders and leading into her ample, perfectly round breasts. An hourglass figure and pale skin, Jake knew she was the complete package that women like his mother could only dream of being. Melissa was about average height and but not quite average in size. Whilst not overweight, she could not exactly be described as thin. Jake had never known himself to be attracted to anyone of her shape, size and age, but this was something he was clearly not in control of.
Melissa had married in her late twenties, losing her husband to cancer. Since then she had a string of relationships that resulted in Jake's mother forming the view that she must be a slut.
Most boyfriends lasted a few months before being ditched for a newer, usually wealthier, partner. Jake's dad had looked out for Melissa all her life but even he had started to lose patience with her.
Jake didn't know what he was thinking or feeling towards her but found his heart going into overdrive during a loud and raucous exchange between his little brothers at either end of the dinner table.
During the noise, Jake caught his aunt smiling at him. She was ignoring what was going on, focusing only on him. Thinking he must have imagined it, Jake looked away and then back over at Melissa. She remained staring at him and even winked as she sipped some red wine. Jake started to blush and felt that familiar rushing of blood in the crotch area once again.
***
Successfully avoiding any further awkwardness, Jake enjoyed a beer before considering his long night ahead. Jake had now accepted the reality of his depressing situation.
Jake's younger brothers had convinced him to set up a TV and x-box in the garage for some added entertainment to get them all through the night.
On taking out the TV, he was finally confronted by his Aunt Melissa in the empty hallway.
"Well hello there, Jake! How have you been? God, it must be two years since we've seen each other. You're looking so grown-up like a proper man now!"
Melissa pulled Jake towards her for a hug. It was an awkward embrace in which Jake's nose was filled with some sweet-smelling perfume.
"I've not been bad thanks! You're looking good too!"
"Well, thanks, sweetie! You know I like to look my best, especially in front of your mother! So will you help me with my bags upstairs when you get a minute? I wouldn't mind a quick word about something..."
