"Is this Mitchie? Hi Mitchie. This is Claire from college. Remember me? I need your help, badly. Please call me at..." I scribbled down the number and...sat back in my chair. Did I remember her? Is the Pope Catholic? Where had she been all these years? Claire and I met as roomies in college and were soon inseparable; our dorm mates called us sisters.In the fall quarter of our junior year, I returned to our dorm room from my job at the college bookstore to find her side cleaned out. Not a scrap of. Suzie was already in bed. She watched me walk toward the bed. "Well, I see somebody's ready for action." She was referring, of course, to the erection I was sporting. I sat on the edge of the bed, between her and the nightstand. As she reached over and gently stroked my back, I quietly took the handcuffs from the drawer and put them under my pillow. Then I twisted my body, pulled my legs onto the bed and straddled her under the covers. She put her hands behind my neck and I bent down to kiss. Am..I dreaming Mom?” I asked with a groggy moan, trying to give my mom an easy out. I did this in case it was awkward for us later, I could play the dream card and ignore what happened. “Oh sweetheart..shh..just rest now. Everything will be ok, just shut your eyes. Mommy’s going to take care of her baby. You just lay back and let us help you.” I felt my Aunt slowly retract her lips from my shaft ending with a sensual kiss on my head. It bobbed it the air with each throb acting as plea for. Like a dog on heat I suggested that I needed to go soon anyway as I didn’t want to risk being caught drink driving. Five minutes later she waved to her friends before grabbing my hand and leading me to the parking lot.We started kissing as soon as we walked through the door of my place and I didn’t delay in peeling her clothes off. She wasn’t wearing a bra as quite frankly she didn’t need one. Her tits were the firmest I had ever seen. Small yes but so perfect I could have stared at them all.