We had just returned to my Aunt's house after spending the day on the boat. There was a flurry of activity once we pulled into the driveway. The truck needed to be unbacked, and the boat washed, showers for everyone as dinner plans had begun-controlled chaos.

I had stayed behind to clean the boat and was just about done when my Aunt came out to check on my progress. To my surprise, she had not changed yet remained in her black two-piece bathing suit. The kind of bikini that hides just enough yet lets you know what she's got. I couldn't help but notice the day in the sun had tanned her skin, and she looked outstanding. My seventeen-year-old brain did not mind the eye candy one bit.

We worked together for about twenty minutes finishing up the boat. I would find myself taking peeks at her when she wasn't looking during these twenty minutes. Getting that sneak peek of cleavage or that tan line exposed as she bent over.
Recently single, my Aunt had taken up running and had the nice legs to prove it. Her tan skin complimented her legs and feet as she moved around the boat. Her body was a perfect MILF body. I loved the way her tits looked in the bikini top and her ass well; that looked good too. With all the bending over and moving around, the bikini bottom had crept up a little, revealing some bottom cheek and some sexy tan lines on her ass. The one thing that caught my eye, and I would glance at every chance I had, was her bright red toenail polish. Her toes looked terrific. I remember thinking she has some beautiful feet. Well maintained, perfect toes. The red polish against her tan skin looked amazing. My dad's sister was twenty-three years older than me. I had never sexually seen her until now - I was seventeen, after all.

The boat was done, and my Aunt retreated to her bathroom to shower and clean up for dinner. I was patiently waiting my turn to use one of the guests' bathrooms while I watched TV in the living room. About twenty minutes passed, and my Aunt came out of her bedroom in a light blue sundress that accented every curve on her body. No bra, and when she bent over, you could tell she was wearing a thong. It was all my mind could handle. The dress was about halfway up her thigh, so you had a fantastic look at her legs and bare feet. And those pretty red toes once again caught my attention. She noticed I had not made it to the shower yet; as the other guest bathrooms were occupied, she suggested I use her bathroom to get ready.

I grabbed my towel and clothes and headed to the master bathroom. The master bath is an ample space with a vanity to the right when you walk in and a large tub to the left. Separate from the tub is the shower with a door that leads to the toilet area. Another door gave you access to a large walk-in closet. Once in the master bath, I shut and locked the door, set my towel and clothes down, and turned on the shower as the shower warmed up. I checked my tan out in the mirror, and while doing so, I noticed my Aunt's black bikini was lying on the side of the tub.

FLASHBACK 5th Grade: The end of school bell rang louder than ever before. The excitement for the weekend had begun. My buddy Jim had invited me over for a sleepover, and we made a beeline for our bikes. He kept telling me to "hurry!", "come on; we got to get home!" Geez, what the hurry, I thought. The way Jim peddled his bike, you'd thought his life depended on getting home as fast as possible. Finally, in his front yard insight, bikes come crashing down as we jump off the bikes and run to his front door. Jim unlocks the front door and immediately announces, "we're home"! He runs through the house yelling, "Hello! Hello!" All the while, I'm standing in the hallway just looking around. Jim then appears out of nowhere and motions me to follow him down the hall. Walking down the hall, he motions to the left and says, " My room, put your stuff there. Yet continues to walk down the hall to the last door on the right. He grabs the doorknob, looks at me, and says, "I have something to show you."
Curious, I follow his lead. He opens the door, and we enter his older sister's room. Boy band posters all over the wall. There were two bags on the bed with three other bags on the floor next to the bed. Jim walks over to the bed, opens one of the bags, and goes through it. Confused, I'm not sure what to make of what he is doing. He then stops, eyes wide, as he slowly pulls out a pair of pink panties. Then with a big smile on his face, he looks at me. What he did next blew my mind. He brought the crotch of the panties to his face and took the most profound and longest sniff one could muster. With his eyes closed, he softly said, "Pussy". I was disgusted. I sat in the doorway while he went through each bag, repeating the process until he was done. At one point, he asked if I wanted to try, but I politely declined. That memory remained buried for seven years.

FLASH FORWARD Current Day: When I noticed the black binki bottoms, my stomach "felt funny" I got nervous and curious all at the same time. I slowly walked over to the bikini bottoms and picked them up. I couldn't help but think about how her pussy had touched the cloth. My excitement grew, and I was beginning to show it. I brought the bottoms to my nose and, not sure what to expect; I took it in. I then took a deeper sniff, then a deeper sniff. My mind raced. I couldn't believe what I was doing, yet I enjoyed it. With the thoughts that ran through my mind, I could feel my cock throbbing. The excitement was too much, and I had to step into the shower and immediately start to stroke my hard cock. Thinking about my Aunt naked, imagining what her pussy looked like. The smell of her bikini bottom brought an intensity to the fantasy I had never experienced before. It didn't take long for me to blow my load, but when I did, the feeling was like no other I had ever had, not to mention the size of the load.

I would sneak into her closet a few days later and find a pair of panties she had recently worn. They had evidence of being worn and had a stronger yet wonderful smell. I had a million thoughts running through my mind. The scent of those panties sent me over the edge. I found her panty drawer and went through it, finding the different panties she likes to wear. She had a few thongs in there, but it was the skimpy bikini brief undies she had for the most of. So sexy, my mind raced, thinking about her wearing them. While going through the panties, I noticed pictures. She had hidden a dozen or so x-rated photos she had taken and had developed with her previous husband. I had found ten pictures of my Aunt in various poses, all nude and all x-rated. I finally had a visual of her large pink nipples and her well-trimmed pussy. She had beautiful pink pussy lips. It was a seventeen-year-old dream.

That visit was the first of many for me. The first time to sniff panties, the first time I realized I had a foot fetish, the first time seeing my Aunt not just naked but x-rated naked, and the first time my brain switched to full sexual mode. After that visit, I would think of my Aunt in many different fantasies. I had countless sessions of her running through my mind. We would make a few more visits to my Aunts house, but when I went back to check on the photos, she had moved or tossed them out. Tragic, but I still had those photos in my mind.

So my love of pussy and feet continues to this day.