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Adam's Aunt Ch. 01

By: LesLumens



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

For those who've read my other taboo tales, this one is a little different. My other tales center on love, and this one is built more upon lust.

This is a four-part story, and all four were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

****

Christine put on a show out of habit. She whipped her dark hair over her shoulder as she looked back at the man that she'd met in a bar a few hours earlier. He furiously pumped her pussy, probably close to filling the latex sheath between her and his cock. She wore a mask of pleasure, but it was exactly that — a mask.

He'd managed to bring her to her peak, but the orgasm had disappointed her sorely — doubly so because she'd sought out a one night stand for the specific purpose of breaking a string of similar lackluster climaxes. Resigned that this wasn't the path to finding her lost sense of excitement in sex, she decided that she should at least do her best not to be rude.

She moaned encouragement and thrust her hips back at him, hoping her words didn't sound as false and sarcastic to him as they felt to her. Considering the look on his face, she doubted that much of anything was really registering on his brain.

Finally, he slammed his cock home and Christine finished her show, letting him think that she'd never had such wonderful sex in her life. Thankfully, he fell asleep within minutes of pulling free from her. He didn't awaken as she went to the bathroom to wash and dress, nor did he stir when she gathered up her purse, called a cab, and left his apartment a short while later.

The cabbie smirked at her disheveled appearance, guessing from that and the hour what she'd been up to. She ignored it with a roll of her eyes and directed him to return her to the bar so she could pick up her car. She was glad that she'd decided to go out of town before looking for a loose fling, because she doubted that she'd bother again. This wasn't the spark she was searching for.

Christine sighed and wondered what was wrong with her. By any measure, she should be ridiculously happy. Her very first job out of college had proved a windfall, but not from any compensation for her work. An executive who thought more with the head between his legs than the one atop his shoulders had spent a year harassing her, but she had fortunate timing. Rumors about his behavior had filtered up to the national office, and someone from risk management had arrived to bury any potential bad publicity.

The hush money the company paid her was enough to let her live a decent life for several years. Her lecherous boss had matched that amount, probably at the insistence of the company. That would have allowed her to live comfortably for quite some time. Wisely investing a large percentage of her money in an IPO that had skyrocketed had put her on the road she now traveled, independently wealthy at the age of twenty-eight. She might never live in a mansion, but she could certainly afford the finer things in life, and she'd never have to lift a finger to support herself again. Her financial advisor took great delight in making her money, because he worked on commission based upon the size of her portfolio.

Unfortunately, she was bored. Her inability to find excitement in sex was the thing that rankled her the most, though.

She tipped the cabbie lavishly out of habit despite his constant stare at her cleavage, and then got in her car to decide what to do. She didn't relish the long drive home, and there were some four-star hotels along the beach in town, so she whipped out her cellphone to find a room.

She'd no more than tossed her purse on the bed in her room before she decided that she wasn't remotely ready to sleep. A marquee she'd passed gave her the perfect place to spend the rest of the evening. A local band she was fond of was playing at a club not far down the road, so she changed her clothes and fixed her hair again. She guessed that she could probably catch a little over an hour of the show if she hurried.

Christine let out a sigh of frustration when she realized that the place didn't serve alcohol upon arriving, because she'd long ago lost her buzz from earlier in the evening. She shrugged her shoulders upon hearing the music thundering from inside and decided that she would survive.

Once inside, she quickly merged into the crowd. Though most of the club-goers were several years younger, she fit right in. She actually enjoyed the less than stellar attempts of the young men in the club to pick her up almost as much as the band. The endless stream of propositions continued right up to the tail end of the band's encore.

"Hey," the dark haired man screamed at her as he moved in next to her, dancing badly and sporting a soul patch on his chin. She guessed he was probably eighteen at the most, and he was one of a group of several young men that moved in around her, trying to draw her attention. She offered a few smiles and kept dancing until the music stopped. They were obviously in a friendly competition, and she liked that she was the prize they sought, even if she knew that nobody would leave a winner.

Even though the music had stopped, the noise in the club hadn't really reduced much. She barely heard the voice from off to her left, and turned toward it with surprise.

"Aunt Christine?"

"She's your aunt? Adam — dude — your aunt's fucking hot!"

"Shut up, Steve," Adam said as he walked up. "Ignore them. They had a few beers before we came in here."

Her nephew was dressed to impress, and Christine felt warmth flooding her cheeks when she realized that he was leaving an impression on her. He was already trending that way the last time she'd seen him, but he'd completely filled out into a muscular eighteen-year-old in the last year. He gestured for her to follow him toward the door of the club and she did so, finding her eyes drawn to the play of his tight butt as he walked.

"Sorry about those guys, Aunt Christine," he said once they were outside and could speak in something less than a scream.

She laughed. "It's okay. It's flattering to an old woman." Mock rebuke flooded into her voice as she added, "Does your mother know where you are, young man?"

Now it was his turn to laugh. "You know Mom. I'd be locked up at the house if she didn't know where I was. She's probably got spies checking up on me." He raised his eyebrows and stared at her suspiciously, but the gleam in his eyes revealed full well that he was kidding as much as she was.

"I decided to come into town on a whim. She doesn't even know I'm here yet." Even though she hadn't planned to visit her sister, Christine decided to stop by for a few hours before she returned home the next day. She hadn't seen her sister in a few months, and they only lived a couple of hours apart. "I'll come by tomorrow."

"You want me to let Mom know, or do you want to surprise her?"

"You can tell her I'm coming. What did you get with your Christmas money? You still hadn't decided when I talked to you last."

"Most of it is in the bank to cover my next insurance payment, but I got a new stereo for the car. It really pounds." He looked down at his watch and said, "I've got to get going before I'm late."

"Go on, and I'll see you tomorrow if you're home."

Once again, Christine's cheeks warmed as she watched him walk away. You've grown up, she thought, having noticed a considerable bulge in his tight jeans.

She shook her head and turned toward her car. Christine, you've been reading too much taboo erotica. Even as she thought it, she turned to steal a final glance at Adam before he passed out of sight in the darkness.

Now feeling a little drowsy at last, she returned to her hotel room and climbed into bed.

****

Christine awakened with a start and a gasp, sitting up and pressing her hand tight over her sex. As she caught her breath and regained her senses, she realized that her panties were soaking wet beneath her fingers. She let out a breathy moan and collapsed back to the pillow, her hand still between her legs.

She remembered the dream vividly, and her fingers teased her need as the scenes played through her head again. The dream lent further credence to her earlier self-admonishment, because the man who had fucked her so well as she slept was her nephew.

Her fingers moved faster over the damp, silky cloth covering her nether lips as she realized that the spark she'd lost was right there in her dream. She felt the excitement she craved as the dream image of Adam licked, sucked, and fucked her so well. She could feel it still as the dream expanded into a continuing fantasy in her head. Her fingers slipped beneath her panties so that she could press two of them deep inside her, causing her to arch her back and let out a long, low moan.

Christine's panties slid down to her ankles only a few seconds later when she couldn't resist her need any longer. Her college roommate had introduced her to many things, including erotica and the things two women could do for each other when there weren't any men around. Taboo erotica was the dirtiest of her dirty little secrets from that time, and rarely a day went by that she didn't bring herself to climax as she read a steamy tale of relatives expanding upon natural familial bonds into something more. This was the first time she'd actually placed a member of her own family into such a fantasy, however. She found that the attraction was all the stronger for it.

Adam took her hard in her mind's eye, his cock plunging into her depths with heated friction. Her fingers filled in for his stiff member, thrusting into her pussy with squishy sounds as she rubbed her clit with the fingers of her other hand.

Adam increased the speed and power of his thrusts as her fingers moved faster, her building arousal causing her to writhe on the bed as she masturbated. She could almost feel his hot cum pooling deep inside her as she came, choking off a scream of ecstasy with her fingers jammed deep inside her.

Christine collapsed back to the bed as her climax released her, panting for breath as she came down from the strongest orgasm she'd experienced in a long time. She felt a little knot of shame in her stomach, but it was far overshadowed by the trembling of her body and the tingling in her sex.

She'd found what she was looking for, but she had no idea how to have it for real.

****

Fortunately — or perhaps unfortunately — Adam was out with his friends when Christine called upon her sister. Though separated by some fifteen years, as Christine had been a great surprise late in their parent's life, the two got along well. They had a good visit, but Christine's eyes constantly darted toward the door, hoping her handsome nephew would walk through it.

When her daydreams started to turn erotic again, and her sister remarked that she seemed a little distracted, Christine took her leave before she accidentally gave away anything to her perceptive sibling. She was wet for the entire long trip home, and went directly to her bedroom as soon as she walked in the door, shedding clothing all along the way.

She stepped out of her panties at the edge of her bed, and reached into the nightstand for one of her many vibrators. A pink rabbit vibe was the first thing that her hand fell upon, and she turned it on even as she lay back on the bed.

The head of the jelly cock rotated when the toy was turned on, and Christine lay back to imagine Adam's tongue teasing her folds as she pressed it against her. She could almost see him between her legs, lapping up her juices with hungry little moans.

She slipped the tip deeper, between her nether lips, and let out a groan. After only a few seconds, she couldn't wait any longer. She buried the toy in her depths with a gasp. The rotating tip caressed her walls. The rabbit ears on the top of the toy fluttered against her clit, causing her to tremble and buck her hips upward. The pearls near the handle tantalized her lips, and the entire toy hummed with delightful sensations.

Adam's muscular torso flexed in her mind's eye as she stroked her toy in and out of her saturated sex. She could hear him groaning with delight as her pussy squeezed his thrusting cock. His fingers dug into her thighs as he increased the pace of his thrusts, even as her hand pumped the toy faster into her depths.

Christine's head lashed back and forth, whipping her dark hair as her pleasure mounted. She pumped her vibe into her at a furious pace, driving it to her deepest depths with every hard thrust. In her mind's eye, Adam's face tightened into a mask of control, trying to hold back his own climax until she reached her peak.

When she came, her back arched enough to raise her taut bottom off the bed. She screamed her release to the ceiling, the writhing, buzzing toy clenched tight inside her. As the initial shock of her orgasm released her, she fell heavily to the bed and rolled over. She curled her limbs inward, twitching from the continuing pulses of orgasmic energy flowing through her body. Finally, she could endure the toy no longer and pulled it from her.

She managed to turn the vibrator off as she imagined Adam withdrawing his softening cock from her. He trailed strands of his cum from her as he pulled free, and then collapsed next to her. Content in his imaginary arms and the afterglow of her orgasm, Christine nodded off into a brief, spent slumber.

****

Christine awakened to the sound of the phone ringing, and picked it up with a languid, "Hello."

"Aunt Christine, it's Angie. I've got a problem. My computer is acting really stupid, and I have a paper on there that I need really bad. Nobody can figure out what's wrong with it, and I'm about to lose my mind."

"What's it doing?" Christine asked her niece — Adam's sister. She sat up and winced as her cold, sticky vibrator rolled across the bed against her bare bottom.

"I'm getting pop-ups all the time, and it keeps freezing up on me whenever I open my word processor."

"Hold on a second. Let me get to my computer," Christine instructed, swinging her legs off the bed and walking toward the room she used as her office, though she did more reading of erotica in the room than any sort of business. Once she sat down, she said, "Okay, here's what I want you to do..."

Christine explained the process of giving her remote access to the computer, and fortunately, whatever problem Angie was having allowed her to do it. "There we are. I can see your computer here. I'll look around and see what's wrong. I'm willing to bet you have a virus, though."

"God, I hope you can fix it. I don't have enough time to start that paper over again. I really need to get to class. I'm going to be late."

"Go ahead. I'll leave a message on your cell's voice mail if there's something I need you to do from your end. With a little luck, you'll be all fixed by the time you get out of class."

"Thanks, Aunt Christine. You're a lifesaver. Bye."

"Bye Angie," Christine replied, and then hung up the phone.

As it turned out, the adware wasn't difficult to remove, and there was no danger of it having stolen any information off Angie's computer. Christine took the time to download and setup protection on her niece's computer to ensure it didn't happen again. A thumbnail in one of Angie's image folders caught Christine's eye as she was setting up the virus and spyware scanners. She couldn't see much in the small picture, but what she could see surprised her a lot, and overwhelmed any hesitation she might have considered.

"Mmm," Christine moaned as she saw pictures of two bare-breasted young women engaged in a tongue-wrangling kiss. She recognized the trappings of Mardi Gras, and the date on the pictures indicated that it was this year. More sexy images followed as Christine scrolled down. She let out a gasp and licked her lips when she reached the middle of the page. Her blonde niece hadn't only taken pictures; she was in more than a few of them as well.

Angie had ample breasts with pale, pink tips. Other pictures revealed a taut, well-shaped bottom, and her shaved sex. Christine drank in the sight, especially those pictures where her niece kissed and fondled other women, probably her friends on the trip. Though she felt a bit guilty about it, she copied the pictures to her own computer.

Now aroused and curious, Christine browsed through her niece's document folder. What she found seemed to confirm that the pictures weren't simply the result of alcohol and the unrestricted atmosphere of Mardi Gras. Angie had a large collection of erotic stories, and quick scans revealed that many of them centered upon bisexual and lesbian women. Even more interesting, there were large numbers of taboo tales amongst those that Angie had saved on her computer, including a few that Christine remembered reading.

Now both niece and nephew joined to fuel breathtaking fantasies in Christine's mind. She teased her sex without conscious thought as she continued to look at the nude pictures of Angie, imagining herself in the place of her niece's friends. Then she imagined Adam joining them both, and the jolt of pleasure that rocked her body was almost as powerful as an orgasm.

Having accomplished what she set out to do — and more — Christine closed down the remote connection. Her body screamed for attention as her fantasies continued, unabated.

Fortunately, she hadn't bothered to do more than pull on a pair of panties before sitting down at the computer, and she kept a vibrator in one of the desk drawers for just such emergencies.

****

Having finally discovered the missing spark she'd sought for so long, Christine couldn't chase the thoughts from her mind. Only the briefest thoughts of how the world perceived incest troubled her, and those quickly evaporated before the unrelenting tide of her hunger to experience her fantasies for real. Frequent phone calls deepened her relationship with Angie, cracking open that door, but Adam dominated Christine's thoughts. He'd always been a little sweet on her, from the time he was old enough to notice girls. He was also closer at hand than his sister, who was away at college.

She also had little doubt that his eighteen-year-old hormones would react instantly to any suggestion of sex, despite their blood relationship. She didn't know how deep Angie's attraction to women ran, but there was little question about Adam's preferences.

Thus, only a week passed before Christine couldn't bear to wait any longer, and she took a hotel room near her nephew's house once more. She spent a great deal of time with her sister, but it was the time with Adam that she truly craved. She memorized his every feature, adding detail and excitement to her fantasies about him. The pictures of his eighteenth birthday party at the beach she persuaded him to show her did much to advance that, giving her a good view of his body — all except for what she wanted to see most of all. That, she could still only imagine based upon the conspicuous bulge present below his waist in whatever he wore.

She went through a lot of batteries in her hotel room during the week she spent visiting.

Innumerable scenarios to reveal her desires crossed her mind, but she hesitated. The last thing she wanted to do was broach the subject the wrong way, and thus dash any hopes of fulfilling her fantasy. She also had to consider the ramifications with the rest of her family if his desires didn't overrule any discomfort with thinking of his aunt sexually.

Ever alert for any hint of desire in him, she thought she saw numerous glances at portions of her body not usually included between family members, and his offers — which she naturally accepted — to give her massages also suggested a suppressed desire to touch her. He had a firm, but gentle touch that never failed to give her chills, and made her all the hungrier for more intimate touches. Of course, he might very well have simply been trying to butter her up to pay for some concert tickets he wanted and couldn't afford. He didn't ask her directly, but he certainly hinted often enough. Christine chose to ignore that obvious reason for his attention.


Adam's Aunt Ch. 01



When her sister suggested that she stay late to play cards with some friends, Christine recognized opportunity. She agreed, and drank just enough as she played to feel a little giddy. It provided her the perfect excuse to stay the night once the card game ended, and her sister even made the suggestion.

With Angie away at college, her room was free. Christine's first thought upon closing the door behind her was to wonder how many times her niece had masturbated in the bed, teasing herself to quiet orgasms as the rest of the family slumbered. Her next thought was about how often Adam did the same in the room connected to Angie's by a shared bedroom.

Christine's lip stuck out in a pout when an examination revealed that there were no cracks or keyholes that would let her see into the bathroom from her side. She'd half hoped that she might steal a look at her nephew's hidden attributes. As she stood up after her inspection, she heard him enter the bathroom from the door on his side.

Turning her ear to the door, she soon heard the distinctive sounds of him brushing his teeth. A plan formed in her mind with lightning swiftness, and she shed her clothing in a rush. She pulled on the long t-shirt her sister had provided her to sleep in, without the encumbrance of a bra or panties, and then moved to look in the mirror.

The t-shirt stretched between her firm breasts, and her nipples poked provocatively at the cloth. The shirt hung just low enough to hide her, and a crooked grin crossed her face as she realized it wouldn't take any drastic movements to change that.

Adam started when she opened the door, and Christine had to fight the urge to lick her lips. He was wearing only a pair of shorts, giving her a good view of his muscular body. Unlike the denim he usually wore, the shorts also gave her a better look at the distinctive swell between his legs. "Whoops. Hope you don't mind if we share the mirror a minute while I brush my teeth?"

"No problem, Aunt Christine," Adam mumbled around his toothbrush. His eyebrows twitched upward a bit when he glanced her way and noticed how she was dressed.

Christine moved in beside him and went through the motions, although she secretly admired him more than she paid attention to the task at hand. She could almost swear that she'd noticed a change in the bulge between his legs, but her quick, secret glances weren't enough to really confirm it. When he put down his toothbrush, Christine hurried to finish as well.

When he finished rinsing, Christine artfully knocked the towel he was reaching for to the floor. "Sorry," she apologized, and then bent to retrieve the towel. The kiss of air on her buttocks let her know that the shirt had performed predictably, revealing her naked bottom to her nephew. This time, she was almost absolutely certain that she saw Adam's cock twitch with life as she stood up straight and handed him the towel. Though she desperately wanted to press on, she hesitated. Easy. Don't push your luck, she thought.

"Well, goodnight," Adam said after a cursory wipe of his mouth with the towel. His tone was a little distant, as though he was concentrating on his thoughts.

"Goodnight, Adam," Christine responded with a smile. She watched his butt muscles flex in the mirror as he walked out of the room.

She wished she'd brought a vibrator with her when she closed the bathroom door behind her. Her fingers served her quite well, however.

As she lay in the languid afterglow of her orgasm, licking her juices from her fingers, Christine saw a dim light emerge from below the bathroom door. She also heard the faint click of the door locking.

When he'd been in the room for a minute or so and she didn't hear the sound of him peeing, Christine crept from her bed toward the door. She leaned in with a little trepidation, hoping he wasn't doing the other thing. Though she couldn't hear it well, the unmistakable, almost inaudible fap-fap of her nephew's hand stroking his cock greeted her ears.

Holding in a gasp, Christine leaned against the doorframe with her ear almost touching the door. She still couldn't hear very well, but her imagination quickly filled in the blanks. She could see him standing there, his heavy balls cupped in one hand, and the other fisted around his erection, pumping up and down the shaft.

Maybe he's imagining me, she thought with a silent moan. Pretending I'm on my knees sucking his cock for him, begging him to come for me. Her fingers flashed over her hood, adding a faster counterpoint to the sounds emerging from within the bathroom.

The frequency of the sexy sound increased, and Christine just caught a quiet gasp from the other side of the door. She could imagine Adam's face tightening as his hand pumped faster, pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock. Her fingers moved faster in response, the tip of his cock swelling and darkening to a deep purple in her mind's eye.

Christine clenched her teeth tight and quivered as her internal fires surged, pushing her toward climax. She managed to keep quiet as her orgasm swelled within her, and then she heard a subdued grunt and a sharp intake of air from her nephew.

Christine came, her knees threatening to deposit her in the floor as they trembled and her body twitched in ecstasy. She imagined Adam with his head thrown back, thick ropes of sticky cum arching through the air from his cock, then dribbling over his slowly pumping hand as he expended his passion. She fantasized that in his own imagination, his cum was spattering all over her face and into her mouth.

Still quivering from her orgasm, Christine slowly sank to her knees on the floor as her strength fled her. The sound of her heavy breathing mingled with the same from the other side of the door. She wanted so badly to walk into that room and clean up his bittersweet offering, licking up every sticky drop from his hand and his cock.

In time, she found the energy to return to the bed.

***

She dreamed of her nephew the night through, and awakened soaking wet. Once again, her fingers cooled her need, but didn't extinguish it. Only Adam could do that.

The next day, Christine reluctantly returned home. This was the longest she'd visited with her sister's family in years, and she knew that unwelcome questions would soon start to arise.

She'd barely managed to settle in when the phone rang. The caller ID brought a smile to Christine's face, displaying her niece's name.

Christine knew that something was bothering Angie almost from the beginning of their conversation. Eventually, she broached the subject when it became apparent that Angie was hesitant to do so.

Once she started talking, Angie let all her troubles spill out. She'd gotten in a fight with her roommate, and the description sounded distinctly like a lover's spat to Christine. The confrontation had expanded somewhat, as a few of her other friends had sided with the roommate over her. It created awful tension, and had essentially ruined Angie's plans for spring break.

"Why don't you come spend the week with me?" Christine suggested, sitting down at the computer to flip through the pictures of her niece.

"I don't know," Angie sighed in response.

Christine laughed. "I'm not your mother. We'll have one too many drinks, break hearts, and dance until we can barely move. I need to get out and have some fun. Your poor old aunt needs some excitement in her life. Come hang out with me and let me pretend I'm twenty again for a week. Everything is on me. I'll fly you down here and buy all the drinks. We'll go shopping first, so we can make every man's eyes bulge out when they see us."

Angie had a much brighter tone in her voice when she answered, "Okay, I'll come. It sounds like fun."

"I'll book the flight and email you the information. You're flying first class. I want you well rested and ready to party when you get here."

Angie laughed. "Thanks, Aunt Christine. You're the best. I really didn't want to be one of those people who sits here or just goes home for spring break."

They talked for a while longer, and Christine was already online booking the flight even before she hung up the phone. Once she sent the email with the flight information, Christine picked up the phone again.

When her sister answered, Christine said, "Hello, Sis. I wanted to see if you'd mind me offering some work to Adam to earn the money he wants to go to that concert. He couldn't stop talking about it while I was there, and I need a few things done around here anyway."

"That's fine, Christine," her sister answered. "I'm getting a little tired of him hinting that he wants us to loan him the money. I was just about to give in to get some peace and quiet."

"Is he there?"

"He's out with his friends. Let me give you his cell number."

Christine took it down and immediately called her nephew. He was, of course, ecstatic about the news. He had plans for most of the week, so they agreed upon Friday, the day before the concert. Another call cancelled the lawn service for the week, and some quick thinking manufactured a few other tasks that a strong young man might be able to help his aunt with.

Naturally, the goal was for him to help her with something far different, however — if she could manage to steer things that way.

With things in motion, Christine drove to the store to buy batteries for her vibrators. It was going to be a long week of waiting, and she had little doubt that she'd run her toys dry in the meantime.

****

Hope you've enjoyed this first chapter. For those who prefer the more romantic types of tales I've told previously, I'm sure I'll return to them. I just feel like writing some pure naughty smut every once in a while.

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Chapter 2 should come out tomorrow. 



Adam's Aunt Ch. 02



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

For those who've read my other taboo tales, this one is a little different. My other tales center on love, and this one is built more upon lust.

This is a four-part story, and all four were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

****

Christine glanced out the window at the sandy-haired young man mowing her lawn and licked her lips with a little shiver. For the last week, she'd found her thoughts almost completely consumed by sex, and two people figured very prominently in those frequent fantasies. One of them — stripped to the waist with a sheen of sweat glistening on his muscular torso — pushed a lawnmower around the various obstacles in the yard.

Seeing that Adam was nearly done with the yard work, Christine turned down the air-conditioning another notch or two, even though her nipples were already pressing hard against the bikini top she wore. Her fantasies consumed her, and her array of vibrators could no longer contain them.

She planned to begin fulfilling them today.

Christine stroked her hand between her legs, knowing that she probably had a damp spot on the bikini bottom beneath the short-shorts she wore. A quick glance in the mirror revealed her nipples poking out provocatively, the stiff buds and darker circles surrounding them impossible to miss in the tight bikini top. A quick tug down on her shorts revealed a plainly visible cameltoe, prompting her to offer the mirror a coquettish, crooked smile and toss her dark tresses. The vision was making her mouth water, and she had no doubt that it would have the same effect on Adam.

She let out a hungry moan as she heard the sound of the lawnmower sputtering to a stop and pulled up her shorts. A quick check of her pocket revealed that the hundred-dollar bill was still there. Finding out that Adam needed money for concert tickets had made the means to bring him to her house quite easy indeed.

The doorbell rang and Christine answered it almost before the sound of the chimes died away.

"I'm all done, Aunt Christine."

"Come on in," she responded, pulling the bill from her pocket, the second he'd earned today, and handing it to him.

"Jesus," Adam exclaimed as he walked into the frigid house. "It's like an icebox in here."

"I probably should turn it down. I just couldn't afford to keep the air at a comfortable temperature for too many years, and I'm overcompensating." She had a hard time hiding her smile when she noticed Adam's eyes straying to her nipples, stiff from a combination of the cold and her arousal.

"I was going to tell you to sit down and cool off a while, but maybe it would be better if you just came out back and took a dip in the pool. That's what I was about to do."

"That sounds great."

Christine nodded toward the back of the house and then walked that way. Once again, she had to fight down the urge to grin when a glance in a mirror revealed Adam watching her bottom swaying as she walked. She knew it wasn't her imagination this time, and that swelled her hopes about what she wanted to happen today.

She stripped off her shorts without preamble as soon as she reached the pool, revealing her barely-there bikini bottom. A quick kick sent the shorts sailing off toward a deck chair, and then she executed a perfect dive into the water.

Christine surfaced and floated over onto her back, giving her nephew a good look at her. Now wet, her suit revealed even more than it had dry. She passed off her moan upon seeing him stealthily adjust his manhood as he looked at her as one of satisfaction with the water. He tucked the hundred in his shirt pocket after pulling off the sweat-dampened garment, and then emptied the pocket of his shorts atop it.

She slowly floated on her back to clear a spot for him to dive, kicking her legs extra wide to accentuate the bikini bottom clinging to her nether lips. She let out a purr as he hit the water, his dive just as graceful as hers.

"This is great," he sighed as he surfaced, and then sputtered as his aunt splashed him.

"Got you," she laughed, and then splashed him again.

He splashed back, prompting a short water fight. When he dodged a double-handed splash from his aunt and turned back around, he didn't see her. A second later, she revealed her location by pulling down on his legs to dunk him. Before she surfaced, she tugged at the knot holding her bikini top. The water did the rest.

Adam's eyes went as wide as saucers when she broke the surface to laugh at him. She feigned ignorance as a breeze kissed her bare breasts to ask him, "Are you okay?"

"Your... Err... Uhh..." He stammered, and then finally summoned up enough presence of mind to turn away from the vision holding his eyes.

"Oops," she laughed as her top bobbed on the surface right in front of him. She swam over and plucked it from the water, taking her time to tie it back on. "Oh, come on now. It's not as if you've never seen breasts before, I'm sure. You're a handsome young man. I'm sure there are plenty of girls who've showed you theirs."

Adam mumbled something unintelligible, shifting in the water. Christine was certain that his movements were designed to adjust a swelling between his legs. She finished tying her top and said, "Okay, it's safe now. You don't have to worry about seeing my old lady boobs any more."

"You're not old," he responded hesitantly as he turned back to her, shrugging with apparent discomfort.

"I'm pushing thirty. That's ancient for an eighteen-year-old."

His face turned bright red, and Christine couldn't hide her smile this time. "What's this? Have you been with an older woman?" She asked in conspiratorial tones.

"Yeah," he answered.

"I bet you learned a lot." She winked and laughed as she finished.

His blush deepened, and he turned away a little.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't tease. I can't help it. I was never a stick in the mud like the rest of my sisters. I think it's because I came along when they were all at least ten years older than me." She floated around next to him and leaned into his field of vision to smile. "If you ever need to talk about anything like that and don't feel comfortable talking to your mom, you can always come to me. Nothing embarrasses me."

"It's kinda weird."

"Not as weird as asking your mom?"

He chuckled. "I guess not."

"It's better to ask questions than to find out the hard way. You almost look like you want to ask me something right now." She paused for a moment and caught an unmistakable look on his face. "You do, don't you? I tell you what, I'll guess. If I hit the right one, you let me know."

Adam just shrugged, his face still bright red and his eyes darting to her nipples of their own volition.

"What do girls want in a man? No? What's big enough?"

He glanced at her, his expression changing just enough for her to notice.

"That's it, isn't it? Don't worry so much about that, Adam. If you know what you're doing, it doesn't really matter all that much. Bigger can be better, but not always. A man with a big cock can really hurt you if he isn't gentle. If I have to guess from what I've seen so far, I'd say you're more than big enough."

He unconsciously let one hand drift down in front of his crotch while his eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.

"Oh, come now, Adam. Just like you've seen breasts before, I've seen cocks before. Are you hard?"

"I... Aunt Christine..."

"Relax, Adam. You're young, and it doesn't take much to make your little friend there swell. You did just see my breasts, after all. It's natural for you to be nice and hard when you've just seen a woman's breasts. I'd be worried if you weren't. I think you've always been a little sweet on me, too. I know you were looking at me when we brushed our teeth that night at your house." She paused and smiled when he nodded his head almost imperceptibly. "You are hard, aren't you?"

He nodded and answered, "Yeah."

"See now, that wasn't so difficult." She tugged him toward the shallow end of the pool, and he didn't resist, which she hoped was a good sign. "Here we go, now just stand up."

Adam took a deep breath and stood up out of the water, revealing the ample bulge in his shorts.

Christine let out a little moan of approval. "You don't have anything to worry about, Adam. I've seen bigger ones, but you obviously have a nice cock. I'm sure it would make any woman feel incredible when it's buried deep inside her." She let hints of sensuality creep into her voice, trying to lead him down the path she wanted him to follow. This was the moment of truth. Either she was going to fulfill her fantasies, or she was going to alienate her family forever. She couldn't stand to live with her desires any longer without acting on them.

"Really?"

"I wouldn't lie to you. From what I can see, it looks nice and long and thick. Do you want me to look closer?" Taking a risk, she reached for the waistband of his shorts with one hand.

He didn't answer, but his eyes did come to rest on her breasts without flinching away. Christine then took the next dangerous step and tugged his shorts downward. She smiled and twitched her eyebrows as she revealed his stiff manhood, continuing to tug until his shorts were down to his knees.

"You have nothing to worry about. You have a gorgeous cock. Any woman would love to have it in her mouth or her pussy. There are other ways to make sure she enjoys it too, though. Have you ever gone down on a woman? Have you eaten pussy?"

"Yeah," he answered, unconsciously glancing down at the silhouette of her labia pressing against the material of her bikini bottom.

"Did she tell you what felt good? Where to lick her? Did she come?"

"Not really. I just sort of had to figure it out. I think she did," he answered with a shrug.

Christine pushed the water with her arms as she stepped backward, and then she hopped up on the edge of the pool and made a beckoning gesture. Adam's eyes locked on the V of her legs as he moved to answer that call.

"Let's make sure there's no question next time." She tugged down her bikini bottom, and then parted her legs wide, right in front of him.

Adam stared at her sex with rapt attention, his cock twitching between his legs.

"I shave everything except this little triangle," she wiggled her fingers over the curly little patch of hair as she spoke, "So you should be able to see everything pretty well. Come in closer."

Adam moved forward as if a puppet on strings. She knew he was over the line now, and he probably wouldn't backpedal from this point forward.

"It never hurts to lick a girl's nipples and suck them first, just to warm her up and make her nice and wet. Of course, she's probably already going to be wet anyway." Christine parted her outer lips a little to reveal the pink interior, and then traced her folds with one finger. "These are the inner lips, and you should pay attention to them. You can tease them with the tip of your tongue, or lap them, or even suck them. It's all going to feel good, so you should probably just do it all."

Adam nodded, his eyes never leaving her pussy.

Christine parted her legs and lips a little wider. "Can you see my vagina, where your cock goes?"

"Yeah," he answered in a husky voice.

"Some girls like you to stick your tongue in really deep. I know I do. You'll just have to see from the way she reacts, if she doesn't tell you. You can go back and forth between that and sucking her lips. It feels good when you don't know what to expect next."

"Okay," Adam replied, and licked his lips.

"Now this is the important part. Up here at the top is my clit. It's as sensitive as the head of your cock, and it's going to make me come really hard if you pay attention to it." Christine pinched her hood as she explained. She then lifted the protective sheath, revealing the swollen bud beneath. "Some girls can't handle it if you actually touch their clit, so you'll have to lick their hood. If they like it, though, you can make a girl come really hard by actually licking and sucking her clit. I love having my clit sucked. Touch it, so that you know what it feels like."

He didn't hesitate in the slightest, and reached out to rub his fingers over the stiff little bud.

Christine let out a little moan and said, "Now feel my lips around it. Just run your fingers over me."

Adam traced the lines of her folds, wiggling his finger back and forth. He pushed it inside up to the first knuckle, causing her to arch her back and gasp.

"That feels good. You have soft fingers. Show me."

"What?" Adam asked in surprise, looking up into her eyes and giving her a good view of his cock again.

She tugged him forward, her voice dropping to almost a whisper, and full of sensuality. "Show me that you were paying attention. Show me how to make a woman feel good with your mouth."

Overwhelmed by the sight and scent of her, combined with the sexy tone of her voice, Adam leaned in, his hot breath causing her intimate muscles to contract and her lips to quiver.

"Show me," she breathed, praying he wouldn't back out now.

Christine's head lolled back as the tip of his tongue lightly brushed her nether lips. She let out a long gasp and repeated, "Show me."

Adam grew bolder, caught within the web of her sexuality. His tongue darted over her pink folds, pressing between them to drink in the intoxicating nectar flowing from her in abundance. Her small sounds of passion drove him on, and her relationship to him vanished in his mind. He only knew that he had a beautiful, sexy woman responding to his touch.

He proved beyond doubt that he had paid attention as she instructed him in how to pleasure her. He explored every part of her, lapping, sucking, and probing her with his tongue. Christine writhed and moaned, a long anticipated orgasm building within her from her nephew's ministrations. He grew more ardent by the moment, until he was absolutely devouring her with hungry sounds of his own.

"That's so good, Adam. Does my pussy taste good? Do you like it? Do you want me to come for you?"

"Uh huh," he quickly responded, the words muffled by her folds because he couldn't bring himself to stop long enough to answer.

"Do it. Show me. Make me..." She paused to take a sharp breath as he sucked her clit between his lips. "Come!" she squealed and pulled his mouth tighter against her needy sex.

Adam sucked her clit hard, amazed by the writhing of her body and the sounds of her ecstatic gasps. On impulse, he thrust two fingers into her hot depths, prompting a long squeal of delight from her.

"Oh yes! Don't stop. I'm almost there. I'm going to come for you. Make me come for you."

The strength of her orgasm surprised her, and it certainly surprised Adam. Her thighs clamped down hard around his head, and she held him tight against her sex as her hips bounced to and fro from the electric pulses of energy coursing through her body. Adam rode her bucking hips, continuing to suck her throbbing clit and swelling with pride as she came, leaving no doubt that he'd taken her to her heights.

Finally, her legs and arms relaxed, allowing him to pull his head free and take in a full breath for the first time since her climax claimed her. The sight of her quivering and panting for breath was no less exciting to him than her cries of release. "That was good?"

"Oh god yes," Christine managed to gasp out. After a few rapid breaths, she continued. "I haven't come that hard in a very long time. You ate my pussy so good. Did you like making me come?"

"I liked it," he replied with a smile, his face glistening with her juices from nose to chin.

She sat up with a groan and clamped her hands tight over her sex when another jolt of pleasure shot up her spine to snap her eyes shut and her mouth open. When the aftershock passed, she looked down to see him squeezing his cock.

"Have you ever had a blowjob? Has a woman ever sucked your cock?"

"Yeah, but she didn't want me to come," Adam answered with hopeful anticipation.

"Do you want me to suck your cock? Do you want to come in my mouth, Adam?"

"Hell yeah."

Christine licked her lips and slipped back into the shallow water, tugging off her top at the same time. She knelt down, submerging her body to the bottom of her breasts. Even as her knees came to rest on the bottom of the pool, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and swallowed half his length.

"Oh fuck!" He gasped as her practiced mouth engulfed him over and over. His hips bucked toward her with each suck, but she managed to control him enough with the fingers wrapped around the base of his thick organ to keep him from gagging her. She looked up into his eyes when he grasped the back of her head, seeing him smile as he watched her head bob over his cock.

He escaped her controls for a moment and hit her throat, forcing her to release him and cough, trailing long strands of saliva from her lips to his throbbing organ.

"S-sorry."

She chuckled and stroked his cock with her hand, licking her lips as she looked up at him. "It's okay. Do you like it?"

"Fuck yeah — it feels great."

"Tell me to do it. Say my name," she said, stroking her hand faster and swiping her tongue over the mushroom tip for good measure.

"Suck my dick, Aunt Christine."

"Mmm hmm," she moaned, and then swallowed him again. After only a few sucks, she could tell he was almost there. She cupped his dangling orbs in her free hand and gently rolled them, causing him to let out a long, loud groan.

Her eyes widened and she let out a muffled cry around his cock as a growling scream exploded from him, and a hard spurt of cum burst into her mouth. That first spurt overfilled her mouth, sending a creamy trail running from the corner of her lips, and forcing her to swallow. Before his cream could even reach her belly, another jet filled her mouth again.

She continued to slowly suck him, drinking up her nephew's semen with satisfied moans of delight. He twitched and grunted, his knees trembling beneath him as he maintained his balance by holding tight onto her head and shoulders. When his sounds and movements told her that his over-sensitive cock could endure no more, she let him slip free of her mouth and brought the stream of cum that had escaped her to her lips with a moan.

"That was a lot of cum. Have you been saving it for a while?"

"I jacked off last night," he panted, and then stumbled backward to lean against the edge of the pool.

"I made myself come with my vibrator last night too. Do you know what I was thinking about?"

He weakly shook his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"I was thinking about you fucking me with your big cock. Do you want to fuck me, Adam?"

"I don't have a rubber."

"You don't need one. I'm on the pill, so you can come in my pussy."

"I've never fucked without a rubber before." The tone of his voice revealed that he certainly wanted to.

"You're going to in a few minutes, as soon as I can get that gorgeous cock hard again. I want you deep inside me." With that, she climbed out of the pool and sauntered toward the house.

Adam summoned up his strength and followed her as quickly as possible. He paused at the door for two reasons, he was dripping wet, and the house was still as cold as an icebox.

Waiting at the intersection of the hallways, his aunt beckoned him and said, "The maid can clean up the mess, and I'll get you nice and hot once we're in bed."

Actually, she had towels prepared and she'd shut off the vents to the bedroom, ensuring that it was a comfortable temperature, compared to the rest of the house. She tossed her nephew a towel as he entered, and then blotted her body dry — except for the wetness between her legs.




Adam's Aunt Ch. 02



Adam pulled the towel from his head after drying his hair to find his aunt lounging on the bed and slowly stroking a finger into her pussy. She moved out of the way as he approached, and told him, "Lay down on your back."

Christine was moving even before he settled on the mattress, and straddled his head. She didn't bother to offer any instruction, but instead bent to tickle his cock with the tip of her tongue. Adam's hands grasped her buttocks and pulled her pussy to his mouth.

"Mmm. Good boy," she moaned as she continued to tongue his manhood.

After only a minute or so, she saw the first twitches of life from Adam's softened member. Her nephew's tongue was also driving her quickly toward another crescendo, but she had no intention of reaching her peak that way. She redoubled her efforts, repeatedly begging in a sultry voice, "Make it hard for me."

She had to wrench her sex away from his eager mouth before he swelled to full erection, because she was teetering on the edge of an explosion. She wanted to come on his cock, and she was determined to get what she wanted. He was now hard enough for her to take him in her mouth, and a few hard sucks soon had him throbbing against her tongue.

Adam had pulled her back to his face by the time she released his cock, and she was already close again. He resisted her efforts to pull away for a second, and she thought he was going to use his strength to hold her in place until she came on his tongue. Despite her desire, the thought of him holding her against his mouth and forcing her to come was hardly unappealing. He released her though, and she slid forward, swinging one leg over him as she moved.

Christine spun until she was facing her nephew, and then maneuvered him until she was straddling his erection. She reached down to aim his cock up at her wet heat, and then sank down enough to rub the tip over her nether lips. "Do you want it?"

"I want to fuck you," he enthusiastically confirmed.

She wriggled the swollen head of his cock between her lips, and then sat down in a single smooth motion. Already well lubricated from her desire and his tongue, she took him to the hilt without problem.

"God that cock feels good, Adam. Does my pussy feel good?"

"It's so hot and tight," he grunted as she squeezed her intimate muscles around him.

She started slowly, rising and falling only a couple of inches, stroking him inside her. He'd already brought her to the brink twice too recently, however. She soon couldn't resist the urge to bounce over his hips, impaling herself on his stiff organ.

Adam alternated between watching his pussy-slick cock vanish inside her and her breasts bouncing hypnotically above. Her features tightened as his thick shaft stretched her, driving her toward climax.

Christine rode him with wild abandon, reaching the peak of her pleasure, and then going beyond. She felt a sense of numbness spreading through her, though she could still sense the delightful itch of her orgasm continuing to swell. A primal scream erupted from her lips as she slammed down on his cock and feeling flooded through her once more in the form of an orgasm that instantly filled her with ecstasy from head to toe.

She screamed and thrashed, every movement sending new pulses of bliss racing from her sex through her entire body. She felt heat rising through her, and knew her face, breasts, and chest were surely as red as a lobster. A momentary lull left her breathless and weak, causing her to fall forward over her nephew's body with his cock still buried inside her. The movement set her off again, however.

Her fingers fisted into the bedclothes as she yelped in almost painful bliss, and Adam rocked his cock up into her tightly clenched pussy. She had to jerk away from him, because blackness was swimming at the edges of her vision — when her eyes would stay open.

"I love the way you come," Adam growled to her as she gasped for breath atop him.

It took her almost a minute to draw enough air into her lungs, but she finally answered, "I love the way you make me come."

She knew he was eager to slip back inside her from the way he rubbed his cock against her leg, smearing her with her own creamy juices, but it took her a few minutes more to summon up enough strength to move. When she did, it was just enough to roll heavily onto her back next to him.

She stretched out her hand toward a bottle on the nightstand next to her nephew and gasped out, "Water."

Adam sat up and handed her the bottle when she levered into a sitting position with a groan. She nearly choked on the first swallow, but regained full control over her breathing by the time she finished half the bottle.

"God, that was good," she moaned as she handed the bottle back to him. She took a final deep breath as he sat the bottle down and turned back to her. With a twitch of her eyebrows, she lay back and parted her legs, pulling two pillows under her to prop her upper body up so she could watch. "Now fuck me, and come inside me."

Adam was moving before she could even complete the sentence. He aimed his cock at her folds with his hand, and slipped into her without a hitch. He at least had enough experience not to fumble around, and that boded well to her. It also hadn't been very long since he'd filled her mouth with cum, so she hoped he'd last a long time. She doubted it would take long anyway, because she was more turned on than she'd ever been in her entire life.

Her nephew built to a steady pace immediately, the wet crackle sounding with each thrust and withdrawal testifying to how wet she was. She watched his long shaft vanishing inside her, coated in a sheathe of her creamy juices. Her lips clung to his thick shaft as he withdrew, sending tingles through her sex as they sought to keep him buried in her depths. A look up into his eyes revealed wonder in his features, and she let out an excited moan. He was feeling his bare cock inside a woman for the first time, and every ounce of his pleasure was written on his face.

"Damn, you're wet," he grunted as he drove his cock into her.

"I'm so full. Fuck me, Adam."

He increased his pace in response to that sexy request, and Christine reached down to rub her hood in circles over her clit. A wide smile broke out on his face, and she asked, "Do you like watching me play with myself?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe I'll let you watch sometime," she chuckled.

"I've never seen a girl get herself off for real."

Christine groaned as a slight shift in the angle of his thrust hit her deeper, and then asked, "Have you ever seen two girls get each other off?"

He shook his head in response, and she licked her lips before adding, "Maybe I'll let you watch that sometime too, and then fuck us both."

"That's fucking hot."

The thought of licking his cum out of another woman's pussy excited her as much as it did him, and she increased the pace of her fingers on her clit. She knew exactly what woman she wanted to share with him too, and hoped to take the first steps toward that tomorrow. The electric itch of impending orgasm swelled within her, growing exponentially as she considered her other hope. "Faster," she gasped.

Adam responded quite willingly, adding speed and power to his thrusts. Her breasts bounced under his assault, giving her even more delightful sensations to add to her pleasure. "You're fucking me so good. I'm going to come so hard."

"Come for me," he half-growled, slamming his cock into her extra hard.

"Say my name!" she yelped.

"Come for me, Aunt Christine."

"Oh yes, fuck me hard," she begged in a warbling voice as she soared up toward her peak, the last coherent words she could manage in the face of her approaching climax.

Christine moaned, yelped, and squealed as she teetered on the brink of an explosion. Her head lashed on the pillow, and her fingers moved in a blur over her clit. With a high-pitched scream, she came, her upper body snapping up off the pillow. She distantly noted that he said something as she came, but her pleasure-fogged brain couldn't make out the words.

Adam slowed to barely rock his hips as she came, grinning as the first shock of her orgasm released her and she fell back to the pillow. The tight grip of her pussy on his cock relaxed for a second, and then contracted around him again. Once more, she screamed, this time arching her back and haltingly thrusting her hips up toward him to drive him deeper inside her. He pushed her down to the bed and gripped her thighs tightly so he could start thrusting again.

"Oh god yes! Fuck me! Come inside me!" she cried out as he took control again, drawing out her orgasm.

She'd hoped he might make her come again before he filled her up, but now she just wanted his hot cum inside her. "Do it. Give it to me," she growled, and then yelped as he gave her every ounce of his speed and strength, strain tightening his features.

Their bodies collided with loud smacks as he slammed his cock into her depths, and her breasts bounced almost painfully. She grasped the firm globes to hold them in place, though they still jiggled violently, and teased her nipples as he continued his assault.

When he began to grunt with every thrust and slightly lost his rhythm, she knew he was there. "Oh yes, give it to me!"

Adam let out a long, growling scream that stayed on his lips for three or four thrusts, and then jumped in pitch and volume. At the same time, he buried his cock inside her and came.

"Mmm, yes, Adam," she moaned and reached down to rub her hand over her mound and belly. He continued to sporadically thrust, spurting his seed against the entrance of her womb.

Not long after, he collapsed into a spent nap while she gathered up his cream as it leaked from her and brought it to her lips.

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Still in the languid afterglow of fulfilling her fantasy, Christine closed the door behind her nephew. He'd hinted that he might want to come see her in the morning before he left for the concert, and she'd done nothing to discourage it. The plane she was awaiting wouldn't arrive until afternoon, anyway.

She strutted to the computer, wearing nothing but a thong, and opened a frequently used folder on her desktop. It was still a little chilly despite turning down the air conditioning, but she quickly warmed up upon opening the pictures.

Christine hoped that when Angie arrived for spring break the next day that the experience at Mardi Gras hadn't simply been the alcohol and the atmosphere, because she desperately wanted a repeat performance with Adam's blonde sibling.

Then, she planned to introduce them to each other.

That though made her moan, and despite the incredible orgasms she experienced with her nephew, summoned up fresh wetness between her legs. She stood up and returned to her bedroom to take care of that need with the first vibrator that fell into her hand. 

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Hope you've enjoyed this chapter. For those who prefer the more romantic types of tales I've told previously, I'm sure I'll return to them. I just feel like writing some pure naughty smut every once in a while.

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Chapter 3 should come out tomorrow.



Adam's Aunt Ch. 03



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

For those who've read my other taboo tales, this one is a little different. My other tales center on love, and this one is built more upon lust.

This is a four-part story, and all four were submitted on the same day, so they should come out one a day.

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Christine moaned as her nephew flooded her with hot cum. She teasingly rocked her body back toward him, causing him to gasp and growl from the sensation of her pussy sliding over his oversensitive cock.

He pulled free, spilling a stream of their mingled juices onto the bed, and Christine sat up from her doggy-style position to pull him into a kiss. He hesitated at first, because he'd sprayed her face with cum only a few minutes after arriving this morning, but soon forgot about that as she moaned and kissed him.

"You'd better get going. It's a long drive to the concert, and you don't want to miss anything. Look at some boobies for me," she said with a wink and a grin.

He weakly chuckled and collapsed to the bed. He looked over at his aunt turning off the video camera and said, "I can't believe we taped that."

"You can't always be here, and this is better than imagining you fucking me hard."

"I guess I had better get going, but I don't know if I can get up."

"Relax for a few minutes, and I'll go get you a washcloth so you can clean up. You're a little sticky."

Adam was excited enough about the concert to overcome his lethargy in about ten minutes, and his aunt helped him gather up his clothes to dress. Shortly thereafter, she sent him on his way with a final kiss and a teasing squeeze of his cock. Then, she hurried to shower and prepare for the arrival of his older sister.

Christine dressed in a tight t-shirt and a pair of shorts, making sure that her niece's first impression was one of casual fun. The wait set her to pacing as she daydreamed about what she wanted to happen this week. With an hour left before she was to leave for the airport, she couldn't endure her need any longer. Her clothes found a temporary home at the foot of her bed, and her rabbit vibe found a warm home buried in her depths. She managed to clean up and dress just in time to jump in the car and head for the airport.

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Angie waved when she noticed her aunt, and hurried through the terminal to where Christine waited just outside the secure area. The first thing Christine noticed was that Angie wasn't wearing a bra beneath her tight t-shirt, and that her shorts showed off a lot of attractive leg. The second thing she noticed was that her niece was walking with a group of four young men who whispered to each other as she bounded up the hallway.

"It's good to see you," Christine said as she gathered up her niece in her arms. She tingled all over from the contact, and had to concentrate hard not to shudder with pleasure.

"You too," Angie answered.

"So, you coming?" One of the young men asked as the group approached.

"What's this?" Christine asked with a smile.

"There's a party tomorrow, and they wanted me to come."

"Sounds fun. Plenty to drink, eat, and do?" Christine questioned.

One of the young men answered, "Hell yeah. Troy's parents are on a cruise, so they said we could do whatever we wanted, so long as we didn't destroy the place and cleaned up afterwards."

"You should come too," one of the other men added, staring unabashedly at Christine's body.

Christine turned to her niece. "What do you think? It sounds like a lot of fun."

Angie smiled and said, "Sure, why not."

One of the young men dug into his backpack and retrieved a flier for the party. "That tells you how to get there. We'll see you both there."

"We'll be there," Christine promised. As the group walked off, she leaned in to her niece and said, "Look at those butts. Don't you just want to...?" She trailed off and let out a sensual growl.

Angie blushed a little and laughed. "They're hot. They talked to my boobs for the whole flight."

"Well, they're a little hard to miss," Christine said with a wink.

"The flight was great, though. I've never flown first class before."

"Good. I wanted you to enjoy it. Now, let's go shopping."

Angie's bright smile well revealed how she felt about that suggestion.

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The trunk and back seat of Christine's car were both filled with bags after five hours of unrelenting shopping. It had taken Christine a few minutes to convince her niece to enter the last store, but in the end, she'd won the fight.

Now she stood in the dressing room, fighting her hungry desire with all her might as Angie changed into a new bathing suit. The mirrors in the room ensured that she saw her niece from every angle, and her blood raced as the beautiful young blonde dressed. She'd already watched the show once, as both women had tried on a bra and pair of panties to make sure that the store's sizes matched what they were used to.

Angie finally got the suit on, her cheeks filling with color, and looked at herself in the mirrors. The string bikini-top revealed nearly half of her breasts in the center, barely covering her nipples. The bottom rode low and likewise covered little.

Christine certainly approved, and said, "That looks incredible on you."

"It's on me?" Angie said with a nervous chuckle. "I'll never keep my boobs in this thing to walk, let alone swim." She stretched one leg out and lifted her knee slightly. "And look at this." The small triangle of cloth covering her sex had slipped enough to reveal one baby-smooth lip.

"I guess you're right. That's not really meant for anything but lying on the beach, or taking off almost as soon as the right person gets a look at it." She laughed and said, "Try on the other one, and I'll see what mine looks like."

Both women changed, having selected similar suits in slightly different colors. The bikinis didn't really cover much more than the one Angie had already tried on, but just enough. Angie bounced and jiggled, giving her aunt a show that nearly took her breath away, and seemed satisfied that the bikini would keep her assets properly covered.

"Perfect," Christine said as she moved in next to her niece and draped her arm over the blonde's shoulder. "The guys are going to get concussions from walking into things, staring at us." She then adopted a feigned expression of concern and tugged down on the front of her suit to reveal her sex. "I think I may need a trim. My triangle is getting pretty bushy."

Angie looked down, and Christine hoped she wasn't imagining the spark of interest she saw in her niece's eyes, or the darting glances she thought she'd noticed while changing. "I sort of like how you leave it long enough to curl. I trim mine really short."

"It looks good. Have you had much chance to show it off?" Christine twitched her eyebrows and grinned.

"Aunt Christine!" Angie laughed.

"Oh, come on now," Christine laughed back. "I went to college too, remember? You just have to know who you're with. It scares me to think about all the people I was with that I barely knew."

"I'm pretty careful about who I sleep with. I'm on the pill, too, but I've usually made guys wear condoms anyway."

Though she didn't come right out and say it, her tone and choice of words strongly indicated that it wasn't only guys that she'd slept with.

"I can't believe I just said that to you," she continued, covering her mouth.

"Forget I'm your aunt. We're supposed to be having fun. Let's get changed and go sort through the racks for some sexy new bras and panties. We know how their stuff fits us now, so we can just get the right size off the racks. Then we'll go get something to eat, have a few drinks, and go dancing. You can tell me all the juicy details when we're half drunk later."

"Now I know why Mom said you were a bad influence."

"I'm pretty good at being bad," Christine responded, squeezing her breasts and puckering her lips outrageously to punctuate it.

Angie shook her head, laughed, and then reached for the tie on her bikini top to change out of it. Christine followed her niece's example, and they left the shop with two more bags to add to the collection stuffing Christine's car.

****

It didn't take Angie long to loosen up around her uninhibited aunt. From the moment they walked into the club after dinner, Christine made it clear that she was out to party. The pair danced, drank, and broke hearts the night through. Christine only paid for the first of their drinks. After that, eager men took care of the tab in the hope that it might lead to more. Both women flirted a little for their drinks, but made it clear that they weren't looking for anything more without being too rude.

Christine's prediction that they would be half drunk by the time they returned home was only half right. Both women were stumbling and thoroughly blitzed by the time the cab dropped them off at the house. Angie collapsed on the couch next to her aunt with a laugh, which resulted in them both breaking out into gales of laughter, though neither really knew what was so funny.

Christine unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped her bra with a gasp of relief once she managed to catch her breath. "Thank heavens. My poor girls were suffocating."

Angie nodded her head in agreement and then tugged up on her top to mirror her aunt's actions. She lifted her breasts with one hand and fanned below them once she dispensed with her bra. She let them fall, and then glanced at her aunt's breasts. "Yours cut into you a little," she said, and then traced the visible line on Christine's breast.

Her niece's touch sent a shiver running through Christine's body, and she quickly covered by saying, "That tickles." She sat up straighter and said, "Let's go soak in the Jacuzzi. I don't think I could stand up to take a shower right now, and we have a party to go to tomorrow."

"That sounds good. I haven't danced that much in a while. I can't feel it right now, but I bet every muscle in my body will be burning tomorrow."

The pair supported each other as they stumbled through the house to the bathroom, and then helped keep each other upright as they undressed and sank into the tub. Christine turned it on and let out a languid moan as the jets caressed her body.

"Oh, that's nice," Angie sighed, and then let her bottom slip forward as she leaned back. Her eyes popped wide open and she let out a little "Oh," of surprise when one of the jets tickled her folds with firm pressure.

Realizing what had happened, Christine reached for the knob on the side of the tub and asked with a twitch of her eyebrows, "Do you want me to turn it up?"

Angie laughed as she shifted so that the jet wasn't shooting directly into the V of her legs. "You sound like you've tried it before."

"It beats leaning against the washer during the spin cycle."

"Oh my god," Angie laughed, her face filling with color.

Christine chuckled and said, "Sorry. I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I know it's probably creepy to hear me talking about sex."

Angie looked over at her aunt and shrugged. "Not really. I don't know why, but it doesn't feel so weird with you. With Mom or Aunt Karen, it makes my skin crawl."

"Probably because I'm younger, but I hope it's because you think of me more as a friend than an aunt."

"I guess I do, and I'm having a lot of fun. Thanks for flying me down here."

"You're welcome." Though she wanted to press her niece farther, she felt uncomfortable doing so when the young blonde was so drunk. "Let's get washed up and get in bed. We're probably going to feel awful for a while in the morning, and we'll want to get that over with before the party."

Angie sighed sadly in agreement with that prophecy.

****

Aunt and niece indeed felt quite delicate upon awakening late the next morning. After a couple of miserable hours, the pair slowly recovered. As soon as their headaches subsided, they fell into the important task of choosing what to wear over their bikinis, knowing that they certainly would need more than the minuscule covering this early in the year, once evening wore on.

Christine found the place easily enough, and the vast numbers of cars parked all along the circular drive indicated that there were plenty of people in attendance. Loud music indicated that the party was already in full swing. Arrows directed the partygoers to the beach behind the house. Young men hurried to hand Christine and Angie drinks almost as soon as they appeared at the back of the house.

Well remembering their morning, neither woman drank much — just enough to get a good buzz. They spent the day admiring bronzed young men and attractive women in various states of undress, joining in volleyball games and dancing the day away. It was a little cold to go in the ocean despite the unseasonably warm weather, but the pool provided both women with an opportunity to try out their new bikinis.

As the evening wore on and the alcohol continued to flow, the party grew even more rowdy. Women's inhibitions vanished, and so did their tops. Angie was just inebriated enough to lose some of her control as well, and Christine received undeniable confirmation that her niece found women sexually attractive when Angie's eyes automatically lingered on any girl that shed clothing.

Almost inevitably, someone brought out stacks of white t-shirts and announced a wet t-shirt contest. A prize of three hundred dollars encouraged participation, and several men ended up donating their own shirts to provide enough for the volunteers.

Christine didn't wait for things to reach that stage, however. As soon as she realized what was going on, she tugged her niece toward the house with a crooked grin. A steady stream of women filed into the house, emerging a minute or two later clad in white t-shirts. A pair of girls volunteered to guard the room against prying eyes while everyone else changed. Soon enough, Christine led her niece toward the pool where the contest would take place. Both had chosen to wear only a t-shirt and their bikini bottoms.

Christine and Angie both squealed as the organizer of the contest turned the hose upon them and the other contestants, the sound merging with the cheers of the spectators and the thumping music.

It took nearly thirty minutes to narrow the field down to ten by applause. Christine and Angie were amongst the remaining contestants, their provocative poses and skimpy bikini bottoms garnering loud applause. Christine leaned in and whispered to her niece as the organizer began moving down the line, calling for the crowd to make noise for each woman. Angie broke out into laughter and shook her head, mouthing, No way.

When the young man moved in behind her, pouring another pitcher of water over her before raising his hand to call for applause, Christine said, "Three hundred dollars. Do it."

"Oh my god," Angie laughed, and then pulled up her shirt.

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, and loud screams of approval. Angie threw caution to the wind, jiggling and blowing kisses to keep the applause growing.

Christine didn't even wait for the young man to pour water over her. She pulled off her t-shirt and let the water cascade over her bare breasts. She received the same thunderous response as her niece.

The final woman in the group saw the writing on the wall, and she also bared her breasts for the crowd. Several of the other seven women scowled with murder in their eyes.

The field narrowed down to five, naturally including the three who'd bared their breasts. "You know what's next," Christine leaned in to say to her niece. A second later, the first of the remaining contestants dropped her shorts to the ground.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Angie shouted to her aunt, but she didn't hesitate in shedding her bikini bottom, even as Christine did the same.

The five women jockeyed for attention, posing and dancing for the crowd. The organizer simply sat back and let the women go, as they steadily grew bolder. Two of the women on the opposite end from Angie and her aunt conferred for a moment, and then locked lips in a kiss, letting their hands roam over each other. 

The crowd roared its approval.

Christine reached out and stroked her niece's arm. Once again, she'd reached a moment of truth. "Do you want to win?" She asked with a twitch of her eyebrows.

"This is so crazy!" Angie responded.

"It's fun, though. Let's win you that money." With that, Christine stepped forward and put one hand on her niece's taut bottom. Angie did the same as she leaned in to kiss her aunt.

Christine shivered as she kissed her niece, feeling the younger blonde stiffen for a moment. Then, Angie's kiss took on a passionate quality, her tongue dancing with her aunt's and her hands roaming over Christine's back and bottom.

Now fully caught up in the moment, Christine let her fingers creep along the cleft of Angie's buttocks as they kissed. She reached forward between her niece's legs and slipped her finger into the blonde's wet heat.

Angie gasped and kissed her aunt harder. A few seconds later, she pulled away and let a wave of pleasure roll through her body. Christine stroked her fingertip into Angie's pussy, and rubbed her breasts against her niece's. Angie reached between their bodies and let her fingers play over Christine's folds.

No longer even paying attention to the crowd, Christine bent down to take one of Angie's nipples between her lips. The blonde's free hand settled on the back of her aunt's head, and she stroked her finger deeper into Christine's slippery canal. When Christine released her niece's small nipple, Angie leaned in to suckle the stiff tip of her aunt's right breast.

Caught up in her own desire, Christine didn't catch the organizer's announcement for a few seconds. Angie realized what he had said at the same time, and looked up to find the organizer holding out three hundred-dollar bills, continuing to call for applause for the winners of the contest.

Angie let her finger slip free of her aunt's pussy and brought the moist digit to her lips. Christine did the same, and then both women licked their fingers clean to the sound of even louder approval from the crowd.

Angie's face filled with color as she accepted the money, but desire still lingered in her eyes. Christine bent to retrieve their bikini bottoms, but left the sodden t-shirts where they lay. The two women walked back to the house for their clothes with their right hands clasped, and their bikini bottoms swinging on the left.

"Do you want to go home?" Christine asked in a sultry, hopeful tone as she picked up her clothing.

Angie nodded, now drinking in her aunt's nude body without any pretense of secrecy.

"Hurry. Let's get dressed and go."

Christine and her niece pulled on their clothes, not bothering to put on their bikinis under the clothing again. They left the party without preamble and hurried to the car.

Once she started the car, Christine looked over at her niece and said, "Are you okay?"

A sexy smile spread across Angie's face as she nodded.

"I want you," Christine breathed, leaning in close.

"I want you too," Angie answered, and then kissed her aunt.

As soon as their lips parted, Christine put the car in gear.

****

The trip had felt like years to Christine. She could tell from the look in Angie's eyes and her touches that her niece felt the same. They didn't speak when Christine pulled into the garage; they simply got out of the car and proceeded directly to the bedroom.

Christine walked hand-in-hand with her niece to the bed, and then turned to face the beautiful blonde. Angie's blue eyes locked with her aunt's green ones, and both women breathed rapidly in anticipation. Their hands moved to each other's waists, and then they stepped together simultaneously.




Adam's Aunt Ch. 03



This kiss was far more ardent than any they had yet shared. All the hunger of their repressed desire emerged in that kiss, which lasted for several minutes. Angie made the first move when their lips parted, tugging upward on her aunt's shirt. Christine lifted her arms to allow her niece to remove the obscuring cloth, and then sensually slid her arms down the blonde's body to gather up the tail of Angie's shirt.

Once Angie's shirt fell to the floor, Christine tugged her niece to the bed. Kneeling on the mattress, they kissed again. Their stiff nipples tickled each other, and Angie squeezed the brunette's bottom while Christine ran her fingers through her niece's blonde tresses.

Christine's lips slipped downward to kiss her niece's neck, and Angie's hands roamed upward to her aunt's back. The brunette traced several kisses up and down her niece's neck, and then let the tip of her tongue slide upward from Angie's shoulder to her ear. Christine suckled her niece's earlobe, drawing a high-pitched moan from the younger blonde.

Angie pulled away, causing her aunt to release her earlobe with a wet little slurp, and then kissed the brunette's shoulders where they flowed upward into her neck. Her next kiss was on her aunt's breastbone, and then she slipped lower.

Christine moaned as her niece placed feather-light kisses on the firm globes of her breasts, arching her back to thrust them toward the blonde. Angie let out an excited moan as she took her aunt's right nipple between her lips, the touch more a kiss than a suck. She repeated the action several times, and then moved across her aunt's body so that the stiff bud's twin wouldn't feel lonely.

Once again, Christine took over. She guided her niece up into another kiss, their tongues slipping over each other in an erotic dance. Then, she leaned down to flick the tip of her tongue over Angie's nipples, moving back and forth between them rapidly, her breath hot against her niece's skin. She finally sucked one of the pale pink tips between her lips and leaned forward to guide Angie's back down to the bed.

The two shared a sexy smile when Angie's back reached the bed and Christine released the nipple between her lips. She then dragged her fingertips down the blonde's tummy to her niece's shorts and hooked two fingers beneath the cloth. Angie lifted her bottom, allowing Christine to pull the shorts down, and then lifted her feet and pulled her knees back so her aunt could remove them completely. Christine licked her lips with a quiet gasp when her niece parted her legs wide.

Christine kissed from the blonde's right knee down to her thigh, and then wriggled her tongue along the crease where her niece's leg met her body. Angie moaned approvingly the whole while, and Christine let out a purr when the scent of her niece's arousal filled her lungs. She repeated the teasing journey on Angie's left leg, and then moved to hover over her niece's sex, letting her hot breath kiss the blonde's folds.

A sharp, excite gasp escaped Christine as her niece's hands pressed her insistently toward the pink vision below her. She playfully resisted for a moment, drawing a frustrated moan from the blonde. She wanted the exact same thing her niece wanted, so she only resisted for a fraction of a second.

Angie let out a loud, warbling cry as Christine wriggled the tip of her tongue between her niece's nether lips, moaning from the taste of the blonde's bittersweet wetness. She parted Angie's lips with her fingers, giving her better access to the pink interior, and then pressed her tongue in deep for a better taste.

Her niece wriggled and twitched beneath her as Christine's tongue flicked and probed. She glanced up frequently to see the blonde staring downward, watching as her aunt licked her pussy so well. Christine built the blonde's fires slowly, keeping the pressure on the swollen bud at the apex of Angie's lips light and teasing. When Angie once again pressed down on her head, Christine sucked her niece's clit between her lips and wiggled her head back and forth.

Angie yelped and bucked her hips up toward her aunt's sucking mouth, bringing a chuckle to Christine's sucking lips. The brunette released her niece's clit with a wet slurp, and then rose to pull down her own shorts. She discarded them with a coquettish smile, and then leaned back into the V of Angie's legs.

Christine sensually sucked her middle finger to wet it, and then wriggled it between her niece's nether lips. "Tell me you want me to. Say my name. It really turns me on."

"Mmm — lick my pussy Aunt Christine."

Christine shivered and then pushed her finger in deep. She slowly stroked the digit as she leaned in to flick her tongue over her niece's folds again. Angie bucked and wiggled as the pace of her breathing increased, her aunt's finger and tongue pushing her steadily up her mountain of pleasure.

Angie let out a disappointed, pleading moan when her aunt pulled her finger free and sat up on her knees. She was on the verge of tumbling into orgasm, and the sudden lack of stimulation left a painful ache in her sex. Christine fell down to her hands above her niece, and then kissed her passionately. Angie continued to whimper and tried to rub her folds against her aunt's leg, desperately needing to come.

"Do you taste good?" Christine asked as the blonde sucked her own juices from her aunt's tongue.

"Oh yes," Angie breathed, and then slipped out her tongue to gather up her juices from the brunette's chin. She looked up into her aunt's eyes and begged, "Please."

"Please what?" Christine teased, suddenly taking her niece's nipple in her mouth and sucking it hard.

"Please make me come, Aunt Christine. Oh — please make me come."

Christine sucked her niece's nipple up hard, and then let it pop from her lips with a smile. She sucked two fingers this time as she sat up and scooted back into position.

A low growl rumbled from Angie's throat as Christine pushed her two moist digits into her niece's clinging sheathe. She stroked them at a quick, steady pace, looking up into the blonde's eyes and licking her lips.

"Please," Angie begged again. "Make me come, Aunt Christine."

Christine slipped back between her niece's legs and traced the tip of her tongue over the blonde's folds, drawing a needy moan. Then, without warning, she sucked Angie's hood and clit into her mouth with a hungry growl.

Angie squealed with delight as her aunt sucked hard. The brunette probed her niece's clit with her tongue as she sucked, and shook her head as well. Her thrusting fingers moved faster, pushing the blonde toward her precipice in a rush.

Christine moaned around her niece's bud as Angie let out a series of ever-louder yelps, each increasing in pitch and closer than the last. Then, Angie erupted in a primal scream of release, her back arching up high and her hands holding her aunt tight against her sex.

Christine didn't relent, continuing to stroke her fingers and suck with wild abandon. Angie's bottom fell heavily to the bed as the blonde screamed again, her fingers fisting in her aunt's dark tresses as she continued to come. She twitched and thrashed as pulses of orgasmic energy shot through her body again and again, her voice growing dry and hoarse from vocalizing her ecstasy.

When her niece coughed and sucked in a desperate, gasping breath, Christine let her fingers slide free of the blonde's depths and released her with a final kiss on her niece's hood. Angie curled up and tightly pressed her hands over her sex, continuing to twitch and yelp as the aftershocks of her orgasm rocked her body. Christine sucked her niece's juices from her fingers with a satisfied moan, stroking the blonde's bottom with her other hand while Angie recovered.

"Oh — my — god," Angie panted when she managed to draw enough breath to speak.

"Good?" Christine purred.

"I don't think I've ever come that hard," she managed to gasp in response, and then sucked in a series of rapid, panting breaths.

Christine gave her niece a minute or two to catch her breath, and then lay down next to the blonde to kiss her tenderly. She traced her fingers over her niece's flushed skin when their lips parted, smiling and looking deep into Angie's blue eyes. "When did you find out you liked girls?"

"After my first party at college. Jenny — she's my roommate — and I got really drunk. When we got home, we were both really horny and we started talking about sex. The next thing I know, she was between my legs and I was coming."

"It was pretty much the same for me," Christine revealed.

The color in Angie's cheeks darkened and she turned away for a moment, prompting her aunt to ask, "What?"

"This is so embarrassing. I was reading this story one night after you called me, about a girl and her aunt, and I ended up getting myself off thinking about you."

Christine laughed and patted her niece's bottom. "I'm going through batteries like you wouldn't believe. I've got myself off a dozen times thinking about you."

"Really?"

"Mmm hmm," Christine moaned in response, and then kissed the blonde's shoulder. "Do it for me?"

Angie drew in a deep breath and moaned as she put her elbows beneath her to sit up.

Christine shook her head and twitched her eyebrows. She then swung one leg over her niece's body and scooted forward.

Angie gripped her aunt's bottom and pulled the brunette toward her. As soon as she could reach, she gave Christine's pussy a quick, broad-tongued stroke along the entire length of her nether lips.

Christine gasped as her niece devoured her. There was no other word to describe the eager lapping and sucking of the blonde beneath her. Angie's lips and tongue tantalized every inch of Christine's folds, the sensations sharp and ever changing. Caught up in the intensity, Christine ground her sex into the blonde's face, smearing her niece's face with creamy wetness as she soared upward toward her peak.

The increased flow of her aunt's juices brought delighted moans to Angie's throat as she pushed the brunette toward orgasm. Intoxicated by Christine's scent filling her lungs and the flavor of her juices flooding her mouth, Angie sucked her aunt's pussy feverishly.

"God yes, Angie. Lick my pussy. I'm going to come so hard," Christine half-growled as the electric itch of her impending climax grew stronger by the second.

Christine threw her head back and opened her mouth in a silent scream. She held her breath unconsciously as her muscles tightened. She released that breath in a squeal as she exploded into orgasm, her head snapping forward to cover her eyes in her dark hair. She pushed her pussy hard against her niece's face and leaned forward to support her weight on the headboard with trembling arms.

Her orgasm held her in perfect bliss for long seconds, and then she sagged in exhaustion as the initial shock finally released her. She backed away a little to let her niece breathe, but couldn't help rhythmically bucking her hips forward as the blonde continued to lick and suck her quivering folds.

When a particularly violent jolt of post-orgasmic delight rocked her body, Christine lurched away from Angie's mouth, leaving a trail of her juices on the blonde's chest. She panted for breath, her eyes tightly closed and her whole body quivering in ecstasy. It took her several tries to lift her leg over Angie's body to collapse on the bed. Her niece stroked her back as she came down from her peak, moaning approvingly.

Christine opened her eyes with a gasp that sounded almost like a bark and chuckled when Angie grinned in response. Seeing her juices coating the blonde's face from the tip of her nose to her chin, Christine summoned up the energy to kiss her niece and clean her wetness from Angie's face. Afterward, she fell heavily to the bed again.

Aunt and niece snuggled their nude bodies together, and soon drifted off into slumber, tingling in the afterglow of their climaxes.

****

Christine awakened before her blonde niece the next morning, and a mischievous smile spread across her face as the sleep fog left her mind. She crept out of the bed and retrieved her camcorder from where she'd left it in the closet. Within the walk-in closet, she cued the tape up to where she wanted it, and then snuck back into the bedroom to hook it up to the television.

With the remote for the camcorder and television in hand, Christine slipped back into the bed. She turned the television on, turned up the volume a little, and then hit play on the camcorder remote.

Angie started awake as the tape started, sitting up and blinking her eyes against the light streaming into the room.

Christine turned down the volume and said, "Sorry, I didn't know it was that loud. Good morning."

Angie let out a little moan and said, "Good morning." She looked at the television and chuckled when her eyes focused enough to realize what she was seeing. She watched the thick cock slamming into her screaming aunt onscreen and asked, "What's this?"

"Just watch," Christine replied cryptically, teasing her niece's nipple with one finger of her left hand.

After a minute or so, Christine screamed in orgasm on the screen, quickly followed by a growling cry from the man fucking her. When his head dropped into view of the camera as his strength drained from him with his cum, Angie covered her mouth and gasped. She looked over at her aunt with wide eyes and exclaimed, "That's Adam."

"Mmm hmm. He has a gorgeous cock, doesn't he?"

Angie giggled and nodded her head, her face flooding with color.

Christine leaned in and kissed her niece. She then traced kisses to the blonde's ear and whispered, "How would you like to have it deep inside you? Fucking you so hard and making you come until you can't see straight, and then filling you full of cum."

Angie trembled and her hand drifted between her legs without conscious thought.

"Do you want it? Do you want your brother's big cock?"

"Yes," she gasped, watching Adam slip free of her aunt's folds on the screen, trailing strands of their mingled juices from her pussy to his cock.

Christine purred and kissed her niece again. "Let's go get something to eat, and then I'll call him."

Angie nodded, her eyes still locked on the television screen until the image vanished, replaced by bluescreen as the tape ended.

Christine smiled, knowing she was halfway to fulfilling the next part of her fantasy already.

****

Hope you've enjoyed this chapter. For those who prefer the more romantic types of tales I've told previously, I'm sure I'll return to them. I just feel like writing some pure naughty smut every once in a while.

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Adam's Aunt Ch. 04



Author's Notes:

This story is © Copyright LesLumens. Should this story be found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission.

For those who've read my other taboo tales, this one is a little different. My other tales center on love, and this one is built more upon lust.

****

Christine and Angie laughed as Adam's car pulled up in the driveway. He'd obviously given little thought to speed limits, considering how quickly he'd arrived after Christine's phone call.

Christine shooed her niece away with an insistent wave of her hand as Adam stepped out of the car. Angie giggled and hurried to hide in the bedroom as the two women had planned over breakfast.

The doorbell rang, and Christine opened it without stepping in front of the door, because she was dressed only in a tight, thin t-shirt and a pair of panties. "Come on in."

"Damn, you look sexy," Adam said with a grin when Christine closed the door.

"Mmm — thank you," she responded, and then stood up on her tiptoes to kiss him. "I've got a surprise for you."

"Cool," he said, reaching up to fondle her breasts.

"Eager," Christine teased, and then walked toward the couch while beckoning him with a crooked finger. She sat down on the couch and picked up two remotes as he plopped down next to her. He pressed his fingers between her legs to rub her pussy through her panties as soon as his butt hit the cushions.

Christine let out a sensual growl and licked her lips. "You remember how I told you that I might let you watch something sometime?"

"You playing with yourself or licking another girl's pussy?" He asked, trying to slip his finger beneath her panties.

Christine pulled his hand away from her sex with a grin and turned on the television. A second later, she pushed play on the other remote.

"Fuck yeah," Adam chuckled as he watched his aunt lean over another woman's pussy on the screen. The other woman's face wasn't onscreen, but he wasn't really concerned with that. She had a hot body, and his aunt was about to eat her.

Christine unbuttoned her nephew's jeans and unzipped them as he watched her on the television. He was already rock hard, and she guessed he'd probably been that way ever since she called him. She pulled his cock free and wrapped her lips around it with a moan.

Adam tugged up her shirt to play with her breasts without letting his eyes leave the screen. "Damn, that's hot. You like licking pussy, huh, Aunt Christine?"

"Mmm hmm," she mumbled around his cock.

Adam gasped and bucked his hips up toward her as she sucked him especially hard. "Fuck yeah. If you eat pussy as well as you suck dick, you're fucking incredible."

Christine continued to suck him, keeping track of the video out of the corner of her eye. She slowed down a bit as the pace of his breathing increased, not wanting him to come until she was ready. He thrust his cock up into her mouth, but she let him slip free and slapped his thigh in response. She didn't take him back in her mouth immediately, but instead slowly rasped her hand over the stiff organ and wormed her way beneath his jeans to tickle his balls with her fingertips.

"She's really squirming and moaning," Adam said as his aunt stroked his cock.

"Wait until she comes," Christine responded sensually, leaning back down into his lap. He wasn't giving her any indication that he recognized his sister's voice — yet.

"Damn — you have a hot mouth, Aunt Christine," he grunted as her head bobbed over his erection. She released him again when an explosion of flavor let her know that he'd oozed a drop of pre-cum. She licked up and down his throbbing shaft, swirling her tongue over the tip, as her niece's sounds of passion grew louder on the television.

"Look at her go. She's going to come hard," Adam grunted as his aunt engulfed him again.

Christine remembered the squeal her niece emitted on the television, and knew that he'd just missed her face moving into view for a second as she writhed on the edge of orgasm. She also knew that there was no way he could miss what was going to happen in a few more seconds.

Just as Angie started to cry out in the throes of orgasm, Christine slurped her way to the tip of Adam's cock and let him free. She looked up at him at the exact same moment as Angie sat up, her face fully visible on the screen and tightened in ecstasy as she screamed her release.

His eyes and mouth both popped wide open as he recognized her. "Angie?" He gasped with surprise and looked over at his aunt.

"She's got such a pretty pussy, doesn't she?"

"My sister?" Adam said again, as if he didn't really believe what he was seeing.

"Yes, your sister, and she wants your big cock deep inside her." She stroked her nephew's cock as she continued. "She wants you to lick her and fuck her and come deep inside her so I can lick all of your hot cum out of her pussy and make her come again."

Following the plan they'd dreamed up, Angie walked silently toward the couch from behind, naked as the day she was born.

"I don't know. It's weird."

"She's a woman with a hot pussy. I bet if she was here that you wouldn't even think twice about fucking her. You said she's hot."

"Yeah, she is," he responded, watching her quiver from the aftershocks of her orgasm on the television. "I don't know if I could do it though. I mean — she's my sister."

"I'm your aunt, and you like fucking me, don't you?"

"Yeah."

"So why wouldn't you want to fuck me, Adam?" Angie asked from behind the couch. His head swiveled around to gaze at her nude body in wide-eyed surprise. "I want you to fuck me, Adam. I want that big cock," she continued as she walked around the couch.

Christine stood to shed her t-shirt and panties, sitting down again at the same time her niece did. She grasped his cock again and whispered in his ear. "I want to watch you fuck her, Adam. I want to see her come on that big cock." She glanced around him and darted her eyes down toward his cock. Seeing that Angie had taken the hint, she uncurled her hand from his erection and suckled his earlobe.

Angie took her brother's cock in her hand with a little moan and stroked it. He looked down at her hand pumping on his shaft, and then over at her nude body, and her face filled with desire.

"Do it," Christine breathed huskily into his ear.

Already eroding, his resistance failed completely when his blonde sister bent over his lap to take his cock in her mouth. "Holy shit," he gasped as she sucked him deep, moaning around him.

Christine tugged on the tail of his shirt, and he lifted his arms to let her remove it. As soon as his arms were free, he laid a hand on the back of his sister's bobbing head and groaned.

"Stand up," Christine instructed, and then slipped off the couch onto her knees.

Angie let her brother's cock go with a wet pop, and then she too knelt on the floor. Adam stood, his cock twitching and gleaming with his sister's saliva. Both women then went to work on his shoes and pants. In short order, he stood nude in front of them, a pearly drop of pre-cum welling up from the mushroom tip of his cock.

Adam gasped as his sister swallowed his cock again, her blonde hair whipping as sucked him hard and fast. His aunt maneuvered her way between his legs as well to lap the dangling orbs beneath her niece's chin.

When Angie released him to gasp for air, Christine took over where her niece had left off. A second later, his sister's tongue teased his balls. Christine glanced up to see the look of wonder — and hints of disbelief — in her nephew's eyes as she and her niece labored over his manhood. "Feel good, Adam," she asked with a crooked grin.

"Fuck yes," he groaned.

Angie didn't let him remain in the open air for long, taking him back in her mouth in the breath between Christine's question and his answer. The fingers of her right hand teased between her legs as she sucked his cock with heated friction.

"Holy s-shit," Adam growled as he felt the itch of his climax building in the base of his erection.

"You're going to come soon, aren't you?" Christine asked, as her blonde niece continued to suck her brother. When he nodded and grunted in response, she said, "Do it. I want you to come all over our faces."

He didn't respond, and Christine knew it was because he was too close to the edge. When he let out a long growl that stuttered with each bob of Angie's head, she knew he was there. She placed a restraining hand on her niece's chest and pushed back until his cock popped free of Angie's hot mouth. Adam reached down to wrap his hand around his cock.

He only stroked it once before he spurted a thick rope of his semen across Angie's face, the sticky trail beginning at her hairline, down across one eye, and ending at her upper lip. Christine turned him toward her just in time, and she took the second spurt on her cheek, lips, and chin.

The next pulse of his organ was weak, and fell onto his sister's leg. Though she had one eye closed by his cum, she darted forward to take him in her mouth. He oozed another healthy stream onto her tongue, and then she let him go at her aunt's urging. Christine took him in and sucked the last little dribble of his seed from his throbbing cock.

Both women took turns licking and sucking him until he fell backward to sit heavily on the couch. He gasped for breath, his head lolled to one side and his arms lying limp.

Christine turned to her niece and the two shared his cum between them in a kiss. Christine then carefully cleaned the sticky cream from her niece's eye, and continued to lap up every drop decorating her face. Angie returned the favor as soon as her aunt finished, and then they shared yet another tongue-wrangling kiss for Adam's benefit.

Christine stood as she broke from the kiss with her niece, grabbing one of Adam's limp arms and tugging. "Come on now. Bedroom."

Adam groaned, and then lurched his other hand over his softening cock as a jolt shot through him.

Christine tugged again, and Angie grabbed his other hand with a giggle. "You're a big strong man. Get up. I know you have more cum for us than that," Christine teased.

Adam took a couple of deep breaths, and then rocked forward, taking advantage of the support from his aunt and sister's hands to rise to his wobbling knees. They led him toward the bedroom with a shared laugh.

As soon as he reached the bed, Adam fell forward onto it with a groan. Christine swatted his butt and said, "Wake up. You're going to miss your sister licking my pussy." Angie's hungry little moan encouraged Adam to roll over as the two women climbed into the bed.

His heavy eyelids soon opened wide as his blonde sister kissed and licked all over his aunt's body. Christine's hands caressed her niece for a short while, and then the brunette devoted all her effort to trying to force her niece between her legs. Angie resisted with little chuckles, but finally relented to sink into the V of Christine's legs.

Christine let out a long, loud moan as her niece lapped her with kitten-like broad strokes of the tongue. She turned to her nephew and said, "You can't see anything from up here. Don't you want to watch her eat my pussy?"

Adam sat up and moved toward the foot of the bed. He let out a snort of surprise when he got a good look at his sister hungrily devouring his aunt. "Damn, you like it, huh?"

"Uh huh," Angie moaned around her aunt's folds.

"So do I," Christine added in a gasp.

Adam shifted on the bed again, moving until he could reach beneath his sister's body to slip a finger into her wet heat. She let out a muffled squeal as the digit penetrated her, redoubling her efforts on her aunt's pussy.

"Oh — that's good," Christine gasped, a response to both Angie's increased intensity and the sight of Adam fingering his sister. "She tastes good, doesn't she?" She asked when Adam withdrew his finger to suck it and its neighbor.

"Fuck yeah," he answered as he pushed both fingers into his sister's canal once more.

"You can have a better taste later. I've got other plans for now!" The last word came out as a squeal when Angie sucked her clit hard.

Christine rapidly ascended to her peak of pleasure after that, her niece's eager mouth driving her there with relentless pressure. "I'm so close. Tell her to do it, Adam."

Adam stroked his fingers faster into his sister's depths and said, "Lick her pussy, Angie. Make her come."

Angie pulled away just long enough to say, "Come for me, Aunt Christine."

"Oh god yes!" Christine cried out upon hearing those words. From that point forward, she could do no more than gasp and squeal oh, or yes, as she drew nearer to climax.

Christine's legs wrapped around her niece's back as she came, holding the blonde tight against her as she screamed her pleasure to the roof. Angie kept lapping until she had to twist her head to the side to draw in a breath. Her brother's fingers pumping into her pussy were building her fires as well, and her breaths came in staccato little gasps around her aunt's still tightly clenched thighs.

Christine fell back as her orgasm released her, her nipples tightly pinched between her forefingers and thumbs, and her hands squeezing the firm globes as well. Angie sat up to lick her aunt's juices from her face, but let out a surprised gasp when her brother's fingers popped out of her.

Adam turned his sister's face toward him and kissed her hard. He then gathered up his aunt's juices with his tongue, lapping Angie's face clean.

"Do I taste good on her lips?" Christine asked, shuddering from the sight and the lingering pulses of ecstasy shooting through her.

"Yeah," Adam answered, pressing his lips to Angie's again.

Christine scooted up on the bed and reached for one of the bottles of water she'd wisely prepared in advance of Adam's arrival. Adam was sucking his sister's nipples and plunging his fingers into her pussy again. A quick nudge from her feet caused the siblings to look at their aunt. She twitched her eyebrows and said, "I want more." She opened a drawer in her nightstand and withdrew a large black vibrator.

Brother and sister watched her as she sucked the thick toy into her mouth to wet it. "Come get a better taste of me, Adam." She held out the vibe to Angie and said, "I want you to fuck me while he licks my clit."

Christine managed to maneuver the siblings until Adam was lying with his feet on her end of the bed so that he could reach her clit without getting in the way of Angie with the vibrator. He lowered his lips to her bud as Angie twisted the base of the big black phallus to turn it on.

A long groan rumbled from Christine as her nephew teased the center of her pleasure while Angie stretched her with the vibe. Her niece had no trouble stroking the big toy into Christine's depths after the first penetration, because it was coated in a sheathe of the abundant wetness within her from her previous orgasm. Angie knew exactly what she was doing, and she stroked the vibe at perfect, varying angles to drive her aunt wild.

Stuffed full of fast stroking gel cock with her nephew zealously lapping her, Christine soared speedily toward another powerful climax. She reached up to caress her nephew's balls, dangling in such an enticing manner in her peripheral vision. When she saw a little twitch of life from his manhood, she devoted more effort, stroking her fingertips over his slowly awakening cock as she steadily built toward another explosion.

Adam was about half hard when the building pleasure within her stole all her concentration. She let her hand fall to her side to clench the bedsheets, as the other had done for a while already. She grunted and moaned with each penetration of the thick cock her niece thrust into her, teetering on the edge of orgasm.

Her scream of release was an almost pained sound with a hint of a growl, her walls clenching tight around the thick toy assaulting her depths. Adam locked his lips on her clit and sucked it mercilessly when she came, driving her to even higher planes of ecstasy. Every muscle in her body stiffened, the bedclothes bunched up in her fisted hands, and her voice cracked as she vocalized the exquisite agony of her climax. The breath that exploded from her when Angie pulled the big toy free was so powerful that Christine saw spots dancing before her eyes.

The events in the room seemed distant and hazy to her for a few minutes, almost as though she were drifting in a dream. Gradually, she regained her senses to watch her niece sucking Adam hard again and thrusting two fingers into her own needy sex.

Christine sat up and stroked her hands over her niece's bottom while she whispered into Angie's ear. "Are you ready to have that big cock deep inside you?"

Angie took one last slow suck and nodded, admiring her brother's cock as it twitched in front of her face.

Christine moved out of the way to let her niece have the center of the bed. After a few seconds of shifting positions, Christine sat next to her niece on the bed with Adam poised between the blonde's legs.

With a wide smile of anticipation, Christine took her nephew's cock in her hand and rubbed it over Angie's moist folds, looking back and forth between their faces as she brought them together for the first time. With a languid moan, she wriggled the mushroom tip of Adam's manhood between Angie's nether lips, and he immediately pushed it deeper.

"Ohhh — g-g-g-od," Angie haltingly gasped as her brother's long, thick cock stretched her in its plunge toward her depths. "So full," she added in another, almost breathless gasp as his family jewels pressed up against her.

"I told you," Christine said with a smile as she reached out to rub her niece's clit in slow circles. She then looked up at her nephew, who was withdrawing to thrust again. "Be gentle," she admonished.

He nodded his understanding, his eyes locked on his sister's nether lips clinging to him as he withdrew from her. He let out a grunt as the rim of his cockhead appeared between her lips, and then slowly pushed it back inside her.

Angie groaned as the biggest thing that she'd ever had inside her violated her depths once again, giving her an amazing sense of fullness, tinged with just a faint hint of discomfort.

"Just relax," Christine instructed. "I won't let him push you too hard until you're ready. Just feel him inside you."

"So big," Angie moaned. "It feels so good."

"God, you're fucking tight, Angie. I love it," Adam agreed.

With each measured thrust of his cock, a little of the discomfort Angie felt melted away. After taking his full length a dozen or so times, all she felt was intense pleasure. Adam could feel the lessening of her resistance, and his next thrust was a little quicker.

"Oh yes," Angie yelped, lifting up from the bed to watch him vanish inside her, almost amazed that she could handle him. She fell back to the bed with his next thrust as a jolt of bliss arched up and down her spine.

Christine increased the speed of her fingers a little more quickly than Adam built up the pace of his thrusts, and she leaned down to tongue the swollen bud beneath Angie's hood every so often as well. She touched his cock as well when she did this, and she loved the feeling of his engorged shaft sliding against her tongue.

Adam seemed to instinctively know when his sister was ready for more, and so Christine felt no need to offer further instruction. He'd barely built up to half the speed he usually pumped his cock into a woman, but Christine could tell that the fuse of her niece's climax was already racing toward an explosion.

"Oh — fuck me, Adam. So good."

"Come for me, Angie," Adam responded in a sexy tone that caused both his sister and aunt to shiver with delight.




Adam's Aunt Ch. 04



"God... I'm going to — so hard."

His voice had that same sultry tone when he said, "Do it, Sis." He increased the speed and power of his next thrust a fraction.

Angie could manage nothing more than inarticulate cries of ecstasy from that point forward. Christine's fingers flashed in a blur over her niece's hood, and Adam built to a steady pace that was still well below what his body screamed for.

Christine moaned as her niece's back arched up from the bed so high that only her head and feet touched the mattress. Angie let out a loud, warbling scream, her body held taut as a bow and trembling. Adam shifted his knees and his hips slightly to adjust for the new angle, and continued to thrust into her saturated, tightly clenched depths.

Angie fell back to the bed with a squealing gasp and then let out a high-pitched growl as she thrust her hips up toward her brother's cock. Another wave of orgasm rocked her body, spawning another loud cry of ecstasy. Her lurch as that shock of bliss shot through her hit just as Adam was withdrawing for another thrust, and he slipped free from her.

Christine held up her hand when Adam grasped his cock to aim it back into his sister's quivering sex and mouthed the word wait. Adam nodded, but looked as though he wasn't overly enamored with the idea.

Angie twitched and thrashed, panting for breath as her climax reluctantly released her from its iron grip. As she settled, Christine picked up a bottle of water and helped her niece sit up to drink.

"D-dear god," Angie breathed after a drink of water, and then took another.

Christine asked, "Are you okay?"

"I thought it was going to split me in half, but — Mmmm..."

"Let me look," Christine suggested, and Angie parted her legs in response.

"You're not split, but you're certainly messy." Christine let out a little laugh and sat back next to her niece. "We can't leave your poor brother like that, but if you can't handle it again..."

Angie locked her eyes on her brother's cock — still hard and seeking a warm, wet place to hide — and bit her lower lip in contemplation. The longer she looked, the more she wanted it. She could feel an aching void inside her where she'd felt only incredible fullness a few minutes earlier, and she wanted that blissful feeling back.

Christine could see it in her niece's face. "Up on your knees, and show Adam that sexy butt."

Angie took a deep breath, chasing away the final wisps of trepidation nagging at her, and then sat up to turn around. She rose up on her hands and knees, and looked behind her to see her aunt silently instructing Adam to move out of the way.

Christine lay down on the bed and wriggled beneath her niece, pulling along a pillow. She folded the pillow in half and propped it beneath her head, putting her in perfect position to reach her niece's pussy. She then beckoned her nephew back into position.

Angie looked back over her shoulder with a moan as Adam straddled the brunette below and grasped his sister's hips. Christine in turn wrapped her fingers around her nephew's cock and poised it against Angie's folds.

Adam sank into his sister's warm embrace once more with a sigh of satisfaction, which Angie's gasp easily overshadowed. Her gasp turned sharp as Christine's tongue flicked over the moist pink folds above her.

As before, Adam started slowly, even though he wanted nothing more than to slam his cock into her and fuck her hard. "Sooo deep," Angie moaned as his tip settled into her depths on the second push. "It feels like it's all the way up in my belly."

"You've got a hot ass, Angie," Adam chuckled, and then gave it a playful swat that barely jiggled her taut buttock.

Angie whipped her head around to look at him with a moan, clenching her cheeks and her intimate muscles at the same time.

"You like that?" Adam asked as he pushed back into her again.

"Mmm hmm," his sister moaned. "Not too hard."

Adam gave her another spank, and she rewarded him with another moan and a lick of her lips. Spanking her really turned him on, and he unconsciously picked up the pace.

Angie certainly noticed the increased friction of his big cock stretching her, but she didn't mind in the least. She actually thrust her hips back at him slightly with each thrust, causing a little slap as their bodies met that was nearly as loud as his hand falling on her now rosy bottom.

Hearing her nephew spanking his sister also lit Christine's fires, and she sacrificed the balance of one hand to slip a finger into her pussy. She moaned around her niece's clit as Adam's hips slammed forward with more speed and power by the second.

Angie's breasts swung back and forth as her brother turned loose his passion, already exceeding the fastest pace he'd taken her before. His big cock slammed into her like a jackhammer, forcing her to grip the bedclothes tight in order to avoid her hands slipping forward. Her aunt's tongue felt like a living thing, roaming over her in a rapid dance. She felt as though an electric current was tingling through her sex, mingling with the building itch of another orgasm swelling within her.

Adam gave his sister all he had to offer as he felt his own climax approaching. Her cries of ecstasy spurred him on, ensuring that she was enjoying every hard thrust. Despite the air conditioning, a drop of sweat meandered down from his forehead to cling tenaciously to the tip of his nose. He gnashed his teeth and grunted, trying to keep his cum from erupting from him before his sister came again.

"Oh god!" Angie cried out a dozen times in synchronization with her brother's thrusts, and then she screamed "YES!" as she came. The word trailed off into a broken squeal as Adam pounded her pussy. He was now beyond the point of no-return, and ready to empty his balls into his sister's depths.

"Yeah — fuck yeah!" He growled as he buried his cock to the hilt inside her and spurted his seed against the entrance of her womb. He twitched involuntarily, drawing out his sister's climax, and causing jolts of almost pain-tinged ecstasy to shoot through his body.

Christine moaned as she lapped up a dribble of Adam's cum that seeped out around him when he withdrew slightly. She braced her arm beneath her and leaned up a little more to lap his shaft with broad strokes, gathering up the mingled juices coating his throbbing manhood. Both siblings panted for breath and trembled as their orgasms played out, and then Adam pulled free of his sister with a growling gasp when an especially strong squeeze of her walls proved too much for his over-sensitive cock.

Angie moaned in protest as cool air kissed her hot pink flesh, but fell face down in the covers as the strength in her arms failed her. The bed bounced as Adam sat down heavily on his bottom at the opposite end. "Oh god," Angie gasped out as her aunt took the initiative to gain the creamy treat deep inside her niece.

Christine pulled down on Angie's bottom until she could lock her lips over the blonde's folds. Gaped by her brother's big cock, his cum flowed from Angie in a steady stream, right into Christine's hungry mouth. She lapped and sucked, drinking up every drop of the combined result of the sibling's passion.

Christine had every intention of remaining between her niece's legs until the blonde came again. She reluctantly relented when Angie pulled away with a weak, "No more."

Christine managed to persuade her spent nephew to move to the head of the bed, and then she lay down between them. Nestled between the warm, still quivering bodies of her niece and nephew, she joined them in a spent nap, completely fine with not reaching another orgasm of her own.

She knew that she had plenty of time to catch up.

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Adam made the long, round trip drive every day of spring break, and every excursion the three made usually didn't last long, as they yearned to return to Christine's bedroom almost constantly. The two siblings had more orgasms that week than they'd had in their life with anyone else, and Christine certainly approached that bar.

Christine managed to patch up her niece's relationship with her roommate near the end of the week, and Angie relayed the details of her sexual escapades to her friend even as Adam coupled with Christine only a couple of feet away. Concealing the family bonds between them, Angie even led her roommate and lover down the path of joining her in bed with her aunt, her brother — or both.

Angie was still dribbling her brother's cum as she walked into the airport, despite her aunt's hurried efforts to clean her up. Adam had stayed that final night, and the three had desperately coupled as often as they could summon up the strength, right up until they had to leave for the airport.

Saying goodbye was hard for all three of them, but none of them wanted Angie to get behind in her studies. Christine promised to visit soon, and to bring Adam with her if she could.

A wave of depression settled over Christine as she drove home from the airport, drawing a great, sad sigh from her.

Adam looked over at her and asked, "You okay?"

Christine shrugged and answered. "I just hate it. I finally found what I need, and now Angie is going back to school. This fall, you'll be going away to college too. I'm going to be here all alone with nothing but my vibrators to keep me company, and you'll both be getting laid all the time."

"We can visit, and we won't be in college forever. You could always buy me a laptop and a good webcam. Then we could have hot, nasty cybersex while I'm gone."

Christine perked up upon hearing that idea. "I think I'll get one for Angie too. I'd love to see her licking that roommate of hers."

"We'll just have to try to build up a little reserve before I have to go," Adam suggested with a sly grin, slipping his hand between his aunt's thighs.

The needle edged upward as Christine's foot sank down harder on the gas pedal. She planned to start on that reserve the moment they returned to her house.

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Hope you've enjoyed this tale. For those who prefer the more romantic types of tales I've told previously, I'm sure I'll return to them. I just feel like writing some pure naughty smut every once in a while.

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I already have a follow-up brewing in my head, so "Adam's Family" will probably show up before too long. There are a couple of cousins and an uncle out there that would fit right in with the sexy trio introduced in this story.