My brother and his wife were back from an assignment in Europe. When they left, their two children were small. The older Carly was all grown up and planned to go to college after graduation this spring. Her brother was preparing to enter the service when he graduated from high school in a few years. My brother's wife, Barbara, was an author of fiction, but mostly was a stay at home mom for the kids. It was nice to see them all again, the kids all grown up and ready for the world.
When I got the call from Carly, I was a little surprised. She wanted to stop by after school and thought I might be a help to her with a problem. I could not imagine what trouble she had that I could solve. I was hoping she was not knocked up. If it was about boy relationships, I would not be much help. It has been a long time since high school, and things change.
I was changing an overhead bulb in a ceiling fan. The ladder I was using was still in the kitchen when she arrived. Carly looked terrific. What they wear to school nowadays must drive the boys nuts or at least play with themselves all day. In my school days, we never got to show cleavage and had a specific guideline for skirt length. Those guidelines must have gone the way of all flesh because Carly was showing a lot of meat. I will admit I liked looking over my niece. After the usual chit chat, she got down to the reason she was here.
"Aunt Carol, I have a steady boyfriend. We make out a lot, but now he wants me to go all the way."
"How far have you gone with him, Carly?"
"Paul has had my bra off and has fingered me. I have played with his thing, but that is about all."
"You haven't gone down on each other, then?"
"He did want to put it in my mouth, but I said no. I want to wait for that."
"Honey, has he offered to go down on you?"
"Yes, but I thought he wanted to do that, so I would suck on him."
"What do your girlfriends think?"
"Half of them, so do it, and the other half hold off. I am just plain confused."
I looked at her cleavage, and it was profound. No wonder the young man wanted to fuck her. She was tempting to me as well. When she went to the fridge, I once more admired those shapely legs jetting from beneath her skirt. She caught me looking but just smiled and asked, "What-ca doing with the ladder?"
"Changing a burnt-out light bulb. Now no jokes of how many does it take..."
She laughed and said, "Let me do that for you." She grabbed the bulb and scurried up the ladder. I went to hold the ladder for her as it is a high ceiling, and I didn't want her falling off of the ladder. That is all I need to piss my brother off. I looked up, and up there on that ladder was the cutest bare ass with the rest of her only covered by a thong. The thing had worked its way into her by this time of the day. Oh my, did all that look delicious.
She looked down and asked, "Aunt Carol, are you looking up my skirt?"
I got caught, so I just spoke the truth, "Yes, I was."
"Aunt Carol, did you like what you see?"
"Yes, Carly, I do."
With that, I realized I was being seduced by my eighteen-year-old niece. I decided to see how far she wanted to take this. Carly started coming down the ladder. I put my hand on the side of her calf, and as she came down, I let my hand slide up her leg. At first, a warm thigh and then my hand touched her soft young pussy. When I started caressing her pussy, she stopped on the ladder with her head hanging down with an anguished look on her face. That fantastic look of pain, but it wasn't it was the look of pleasure that never looks like it.
I pulled her thong to the side and let my finger enter her tight cunt. That caused a moan with that same looked on her cute face. As she came down the ladder and stood in front of me, I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. Her young pointy tits jumped out at me. I kissed her and whispered in her ear, "Would Carly like her Aunt Carol to eat your pussy?"
I could barely her say, "Please..." I took her by the hand and we went to my bedroom. She watched me as I undressed. I liked it when she said, "Oh my god!" Her eyes were all over my body. I knew she liked what she saw. I kissed her again, but she wanted to kiss my breasts. I watched her nuzzle them and lick the tips of my nipples. That sent shivers up my spine.
She was on her back on my bed with her legs spread, she had silently answered my question. I loved the sounds she made when my face pushed against her cunt. This young woman liked to be ate. I will admit I was enjoying it myself. This little bitch was a hot number, and I wondered where she got all this experience. She had to be a target for so many men or women. I knew I was not eating virgin pussy. When I sucked and licked her clit, she had an orgasm, like a much older woman. I was anxious for her to tantalize me between my legs. It didn't take me long to find out. When she made love to my pussy, it was like a much more experienced woman of 40. My orgasm was fantastic. I don't know if it was from the technique or the fact of being eaten by an 18-year-old.
We lay there, and I had to ask, "Carly, where did you learn to make love like that?"
"Mom! Are you kidding me?"
"I assume your father does not know."
"He does, he likes to watch us, especially when mom is on me."
"Has your father ever fucked you?"
"No, only Paul does that to me. Mom told dad that she would cut his balls off if he even tried."
I never knew my brother was that pussy whipped. I asked, "Why did you come to me?" I expected an answer of because I was sexy, but found out much different.
"Mom said you were pretty hot stuff, and if I get the chance, enjoy your aunt."
I wondered how she knew about me, but no matter. I had some fresh young pussy until she went to college, and then some co-ed was going to enjoy her time with Carly. All I knew it was time to get to know my sister-in-law much better.