Story from my youth

Story from my youth
>My dad is the oldest of a bunch of siblings, so my youngest uncle was only 8 years older than me
>He started dating this girl, I'll call her auntie, when I was about 8 or 9. She was really short
>4'8", narrow waist, gigantic tits. Like porn star with surgery tits
>think short Yulia Nova
>She had dark red/auburn hair and bright blue eyes, the sort that almost startle you
>My dad called her the miniature inferno
>Uncle had done a program where he graduated with an Assocaites degree when he finished high school
>he busted his ass an got his bachelor's of engineering before he turned 20
>Immediately married auntie. The wedding was small, I was a groomsman
>He is working 2nd shift at a factory as engineer on duty, making coin
>A great uncle dies. he was loaded to the point that as a great-nephew I got $400
>Uncle uses his money to buy a farm, about 120 acres, with a mix of land
>My dad thinks he is crazy, uncle wants to make it a working farm, if small
>It is fairly close to his work, but far from the rest of the family
>Also in the middle of nowhere - nearest neighbor is 2 miles away, and amish!
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>He actually starts making it work in just a year;
>Selling organic vegetables to some fancy restaurants in the city;
>Making artisan cheese and selling grass-fed beef, selling to to the same
>Still working 2nd shift at the plant, too
>Asks my dad if he's still crazy, dad says 'yes. the hours'
>Uncle has hired hands for some times, but he works HARD
>Auntie loves it; she is running the business, making the cheeses
>She starts making artisal bread from grain she grows herself
>Sells the stuff for $12/loaf!
>My mom gets it in her head I spend too much time playing vidya
>She volunteers me to head out there and spend 2 weeks helping at the farm
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>So I am 15 and at the farm. And there is a LOT to do
>Get up early, help milk the cows (all machines)
>Deal with the chickens, the milk from the previous day, feed animals, weed
>blah, blah, blah
>But I did have a lot of fun, actually. I was outside a lot
>My uncle was as fucking hilarious as ever
>Auntie was maybe the best cook on the planet
>Her own cream and butter, her own fruit and grains, etc.
>Every meal was like a gourmet dish from a 5 star place
>I liked it so much I went back a second time to help just before school started back up
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>Next year I am 16 and a lot bigger and stronger after a growth spurt
>Auntie and uncle are having a tougher time, the rain has been light, so they really need help
>Uncle is picking up extra work at the plant to help keep the farm going
>By now uncle and auntie had a routine and I fit in, too
>Get up early, work around the farm, uncle takes a nap 2 to 3, then leaves for the plant
>Then auntie lays dow for a nap while I deal with the chickens and orchards and stuff
>Then I nap or not
>Dinner, she and I watch a movie
>about 12:30 uncle comes home, enters through the garage, sits in his recliner with us
>After about 20 minutes we all head to bed.
>The second year I was staying in the apartment over the barn, 100 yards from the house
>I had to lock the doors (very strict) and uncle locked up when he came home
>I wasn't getting in until dawn unless it was an emergency
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Bump for incest orgy.

>I liked the evening because auntie would shower after dinner and was braless the rest of the night
>She wore nightgowns, like real fucking nightgowns, and a light robe when i was around
>She was very modest bout her tits, but they were always there
>and they were magnificent
>But at night! They were amazingly firm
>When my uncle would get home her nipples would get hard
>They wer huge, too, like a cherry
>She caught me looking more than once, but would just grin and shake her finger at me
>Uncle caught me a few times and would just smirk at me, maybe ruffle my hair
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>So one evening auntie and I were watchign some french movie about a girl dressed as zorro
>Her phone rings, she looks downcast
>Tells me uncle is trying to get a few extra hours. He might be home at the regular time
>but he probably won't be back until 3, maybe 4:30
>We finish the show, she says she is going to her room and will lock up at 12:30
>I tell her I am going to watch something, then head to my rooms
>I am hoping to see uncle, so after a bt I figure, I'll stay here until 12:30
>About 12:30 he still isn't there
>I decide I'll have an ice cream bar then go to my room, auntie will be here in a minute
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>The freezer for ice cream is in the garage; I go out, get one, come back
>Sit in uncle's recliner, tilt back a little, TV is still on
>Few minutes later hear aunti come in, figure she's locking the door
>A moment later herhand is on my thigh, sliding up
>She says "I was hoping you;d get home on time"
>I'm frozen
>Her hand reaches my diamond-hard dick
>I sit up and look at her, ice cream sandwich almost slapping her hair
>She is wearing a sheer, white teddy and kneeling by the recliner
>We both instantly realize what happened with the garge, recliner, etc.
>she says, very clearly, 'eeep' and runs off in a cloud of auburn hair
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Good grief dude. I'll come back in 30 minutes. Hopefully there will be a tl;dr by then.

>Shit! I decide I have to go apologize, so I trot down the hall
>I knock on her door and hear 'muble come in' so I open the door
>She is stark naked with one of uncles sweatshirts over her head as she puts it on
>I have a perfect view of her trimmed bush (natural redhead)
>Her arms are over her head and her perfect tits are right there
>he has a taut belly and perfect, creamy skin a=everywhere, not a blemish
>She pulls the sweatshirt on, it comes to just above her knees
>She sees me and squeaks, 'I said don't come in!'
>'I only heard come in!'
>She looks really pissed off for a split second, then grins at me
>'See everything you wanted to see, finally?'
>I am sputtering, something I though was just a word in novels
>She's staring at my crotch. My dick is very obviously hard in my sweats
>'You should go take care of that if you want to sleep tonight'
>'Huh'
>She looks me in the eye, 'go to bed.'
>She wagged her finger at me, 'and no more peeking'
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interdasted because i'm working on a family farm too

>We walked down the hall, I went out and she locke dup behind me
>I went to my rooms, locked up, went to the bathroom, and stripped
>I started a shower and fapped. It took just two tugs and POW! I shot a gallon
>Next morning at lbreakfast she's grinning at me
>Uncle worked only until 11, then napped
>She told me our little mistake was a private one, just for us, and she wouldn't tell
>I told her no one would believe me
>two days later, back home
>I think about her body all the time for months, but eventually get over it
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>I kept going out to the farm every summer; that was their only hard year
>He made enough to buy a bt more land, got some contracts in Chicago for $$$$$$
>He paid off all his debts and was saving for even more
>Auntie would tease me, saying 'don't come in' when she wasnted me to come in
>Uncle thought it was just silliness
>Uncle was planning to quit his engineering job and be a full time farmer
>Then he felt weak and tired enough to finally see the doctor
>My dad is a doctor, but never say his own family
>Uncle called dad from the doctor
>Cancer
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>Uncle was tough, and dad did everything he could, but, well....
>Auntie insisted she was keeping the farm
>She sold off the extra land he had bought
>She got down to the basics of what she needed for her bread business, no more, and saved
>Uncle's engineering job had great insurance, so that was covered. I was out helping all the time
>He died when I was 17, on December 30th. He had wanted a last Christmas with us all, and got it
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>Auntie wore all black all the next year
>I spent a lot of time there, helping. She had gotten rid of the livestock and was doing just grain
>There was a lot less work in some ways, but harvesting wheat, rye, etc. is *work*
>She got her milk, butter, and such from other farms nearby, often the amish
>Found out her mother had been amish, left to marry her dad. She spoke german, too
>She was really sad, if I surprised her she was often crying
>I thought getting rid of uncle's recliner might make it easier
>When she caught me moving it was the only time I ever saw her angry
>She screamed, and cried, and slapped me, a little, on the shoulder
>I held her while she cried and told her I was sorry about 1,000 times. I thought it would help.
>She fell asleep while she cried and I held her. I carried her to her room and put her to bed
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Lurking

>The next summer I was getting ready to leave for college
>I told her I could only come once, and I was sorry
>She still wore a lot of black, but not just black
>It was a lot easier that year. Our systems were better, her plans to simplify were good
>After 3 days she asked me for a favor; we moved uncle's recliner and stuff into the spare room in the house
>She said that way she could go there when she missed him most, but could heal more
>One night the movie is some romcom. She and are are sitting on the couch together, like always
>Suddenly she lays down and puts her head in my lap
>We keep waching for a bit, then her hand comes up to my head
>I don't remember exactly how, but soon we are kissing
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back in my day we waded through the buildup and we liked it

>Soon we're stretched out on the floor, kissing passionately.
>She suddenly stands up, pulls her nightgown over her head and stands there in just panties
>Her breasts are magnificent, her skin perfect, her hair an auburn halo, her eyes glittering with tears
>Then she sat in my lap and we kept kissing
>She put her tits to my face, 'kiss them! kiss them!' and while I did that she pulled out my dick
>I was sucking and nibbling her big, hard nipples as she jerked me for what seemed a long time
>Then she lay down, peeled off her panties, and looked at me,
>'Fuck me, user. Fuck me now'
>I did. She was so tight I couldn't nbelieve it. She came once then she came again, very hard
>She screamed a little when she came. When she got quiet she looked at me a little alarmed,
>'I am not on the pill. you can't cum inside me.'
>I stopped and got to my knees. She swivelled around and jerked me off onto her tits as she lay on her back
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>We were laying on the floor, the credits rolling, when I realized she was crying
>Weeping, really, since she made no noise
>I asked, 'was that wrong? Should I have not done it?'
>'No. No, it wasn't wrong. I'm not married, anymore. I am a widow.'
>It hit me; she was younger than my uncle. she was only 23 when he died.
>She was the age of a lot of women just graduating college and already a widow and trying to run a farm alone
>I slept in her bed with her that night. She was still clutching me in her sleep when I woke up
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>The last week I was there was like that; normal days, then sex in the living room, then sleep together
>I went off to university and started classes
>Every break I'd go see auntie, just to vosot, usually with my mom, dad, or a sister of mine
>Over summer break I told dad I wanted to help for a week; he dropped me off (I didn't have a car)
>That first day I thought it was over. But that night she just took my hand, walked me to the bedroom
>We fucked every night, me always finishing in her mouth or on her tits
>After a week dad came to get me
>He had lunch with us, talked to auntie
>We got in the car and were doing the 40 minute drive home
>5 minutes into the drive he said, 'You know why she needs this, right?'
>'To let him go?'
>"Yes. Don't hope for more, son, unless she tells you it is more without you asking.'
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>I was back at university about two weeks shen she called me
>'user, I wanted to tell you first. I am selling the farm and mving back closer to my parents.'
>'Auntie, I.... where are your parents?'
>'Florida, now. I already have a job waiting for me.'
>'I'm going to miss you, I am going to miss you a lot.'
>'I alredy miss you, user. Thank you. Thank you for being there. I'm- I'm just your auntie again, now, you know that?'
>'Yeah. I always knew that. Thank you for trusting me so much.'
>'Of course. You're family'
And she hung up

I don't want to read all of it just to find out that OP ended up walking a dinosaur.

OP here
no dinosaur, I promise

if you fear death don't walk to the edge of a cliff

Your story is so full of LIFE. It's a crying fuckn shame ALL good things come to a end

ever talk to her afterwards?

See her every Christmas and every other Summer
She is my daughter's godmother- they have the same name

Decent story OP, good job.

is it ever weird?

That was wonderful.
I try to make these the reason why i go to B.

how do you feel about it now?

Never weird

Glad I could help, a little
Amazed I could
Grateful for her beauty, although the not just physical

what would you do if she HAD fallen for you back then?