I just read the story about the young lady showering with her aunt and I decided it is time to tell my aunt related story which is quite a bit tamer than the other story. This happened when I was thirteen and it marked the first time I ever masturbated or jilled as we girls called it. I am eighteen now and remember this incident as though it happened yesterday. It is a little weird to say the least but it did happen to me.
My aunt Ellen (mom's sister) was visiting us one day in the summer and she found out through my mom that I had recently had a birthday. Aunt Ellen was and is a very cool lady. Attractive, funny, sexy and the type of person people like to be around, myself included. I was sitting in our family room reading when Aunt Ellen came in to wish me a happy birthday. She said to me, 'let me have a kiss from the birthday girl.' I stood up and went to her. She first hugged me and told me 'congratulations.' Then she held my face in her hands and put her lips to mine. We kissed and neither one of us drew away. Actually, I didn't want to draw away because I was enjoying the kiss. I then got either very bold, very stupid, or both and I touched her lips with the tip of my tongue. I felt her lips open very slightly and then the tips of our tongues met. The sensations that raced through my body are difficult to describe. Everything centered from the pit of my stomach on down to my pussy. I never felt anything like this. At that instant we both heard the footsteps of my mom coming toward the family room from the kitchen. Needless to say, we ended our kissing immediately and stepped away from each other. I was trembling a little but it was not noticeable. Nothing else happened and a few hours later Aunt Ellen went back home. All I could think about until bedtime was that kiss and how I felt. I'm certain that had mom not come into the room when she did we would have done some serious tongue kissing. When I finally went to bed I jilled for the first time in my life under the sheet as I pictured Aunt Ellen and I kissing. I had my first orgasm and I thought it was the most wonderful feeling I ever experienced. When I awoke the next morning I again pictured the two of us and very quickly got myself sexually aroused. I jilled for the second time.
Nothing ever happened between Aunt Ellen and me and I always wished something would but I just would never dare to initiate something. I'm eighteen now and as I write this I am considering visiting her alone, a thought which I have entertained for quite some time now. I even decided what my opening remark would be. I would say, 'Aunt Ellen, do you still remember that kiss?' I think that just might get things going, don't you think?