My Aunt Pt.2 - Sex Stories

My Aunt Pt.2

... were free were the mooches......you know the type.....they're your best friend until your money runs out, so I agreed to ride along. So we headed out to south Louisiana at around 8PM and I settled in in the backseat for the long ride. We finally got to the crew boat dock and after a lengthy goodbye between my uncle and &#034Jean&#034, she and I headed back to Mobile. We got into Mississippi and &#034Jean&#034 stopped at the welcome center at the state line saying she had to pee. There were a few 18-wheelers stopped for the night in the back parking lot and a couple cars in front with people asl**p in the seats, otherwise the place was desserted and quiet. I got out of the car and walked over to a picnic table to have a smoke (even though both my uncle and &#034Jean&#034 smoked, smoking was forbidden in the car--&#034it affects the trade-in value&#034 my uncle always said). I was about half through with my ciagarette when &#034Jean&#034 came over to the table. She took my cigarette and took a couple deep drags and told me that the bathroom was disgusting as she exhaled. We finished the cigarette and got back in the car and got back on the interstate. When we got to further into Mississippi, &#034Jean&#034 got off the interstate and headed to the coast. She said she liked to drive the highway that ran along the beach (the Gulf of Mexico) because it relaxed her. We got to the highway and we cruised the beach. It was nearly midnight and there were only 4 or 5 people out ...

... {NOTE--this was way before the casinos opened on the Mississippi coast}. &#034Jean&#034 pulled into a small parking lot that served beach goers and after shutting the car off, got out. She handed me the keys because the shorts she had worn didn't have pockets and didn't want to lose her keys. After taking off our shoes and locking them in the car we walked down the beach to the edge of the water and waded out till the water was almost to our knees and strolled along the beach. We just walked along and after a couple minutes, &#034Jean&#034 took my hand and we walked holding hands. We discussed our situation and she laid down some more &#034rules&#034. Nothing strict or harsh, just things like no more stunts like when she was sunbathing, no more flashing my cock at her like I had done a couple times when she was looking my way and only she could see, being more careful brushing past her in the kitchen when my uncle was home...things like that. We walked along the beach until we came to a small pier that was used during the day for paddle boat rentals. The rental shop was closed and we were alone on the beach. &#034Jean&#034 looked around and just as I started to ask what she was looking for, she pulled her shirt over her head and her bra-less tits came into view. I surprised myself for not noticing that she wasn't wearing a bra. She looked around one more time and slid her shorts down and stepped out of them and I saw that she wasn't wearing panties. She said she had taken her ...