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Alex & Alexa Ch. 01

By: BiscuitHammer



Chapter 1- Not At All What I Expected 

I lay on my bed, hands behind my head resting on my pillow, kicking one knee back and forth, frowning all the while. I didn't see how this was fair. Give up my room? To someone I'd never met and knew pretty much nothing about? This sucked. Over the years, my parents had told me so damned little about my aunt that I wasn't even sure of her name. 

I mulled over what I did know about her- she was my mother's younger sister. They'd never really talked about her because apparently my grandmother moved with my aunt to Europe after she'd been abused by my grandfather. Mom was already married to my dad, so it wasn't directly affecting her and to be honest, I'd assumed she didn't really care, since I was eighteen now and the matter had come up maybe once in my entire life before all this. 

What was all this? Well, apparently my grandmother had died. That being said, my aunt was looking to return to 'the colonies' and make a new life here, with whatever inheritance she'd received. In a totally unexpected show of familial devotion, probably at the behest of my dad, mom had insisted that he sister come and live with us until she got herself established and found her own place. 

Now this might have not bothered me so much, since I'm rather chill about being around people I don't know, but it was somehow decided, without my consent, that my aunt Allie would be commandeering my room. Me? Well, I was young and adaptable so I could make do in the rec room in our basement. 

Saying I was pissed was a minor understatement and I made sure both my parents knew it. Hence, I was brooding in my room, even though we were scheduled to go pick her up from the airport less than an hour from now. 

"Alex?" my dad called cheerfully from downstairs. "Time to go, get the head out!" 

I said nothing, continuing to lay on my bed, scowling at the ceiling. 

"ALEXANDER ORION DAYRAVEN!" my mother thundered from downstairs, clearly fed up with me being obstreperous about this issue. "Get your sorry behind down here or I'll drag you down by your uvula!" 

I froze. Even for her she sounded pissed. 

"Don't make me come up there!" 

I got my generally chill nature from my dad, whereas I got my stubborn streak from mom. Problem was, most people assumed I blended those two traits into passive-aggressiveness. I could see at moments like this why people would think that, but I like to believe they're wrong. 

Either way, pissing mom off was a bad idea. Guess I was stuck and just had to live with it. 

I sighed and trudged downstairs, doing my best to look beshat upon, if no longer cantankerous. My dad chuckled and ruffled my hair, something he could do in spite of my imposing physique, because he was even bigger than me. 

"Don't worry about it," he said as we headed out to the van. "For all you know, Allie'll only be here a week or so before you can reclaim your man cave. Is being that nice to a long-lost family member really all that horrific?" 

"Maybe it wouldn't be if I'd been consulted and my opinion asked for," I groused as we pulled out of the driveway. "But, as you may have noticed, no one did. I got back from swimming practice and bam, you two tell me that I'm giving up my room to a relative you know nothing about." 

"She's your aunt, what's there to know?" dad said as he drove. 

"That's all I know about her," I replied in as restrained a voice as I could manage. "Her name is Allie. She's mom's younger sister. She's moving back here after living in Europe. That's what I know. You have to admit, it's pretty scant information." 

"So what?" dad quipped. "What else do you need to know at this stage? A relative needs out help and we're helping. Not like she won't appreciate your sacrifice." 

"Yeah, I notice you two weren't volunteering to give up your room and sleep in the Mines." I grumbled. 

"That's because your father and I are adults and have paid our dues in society and have acquired dialectical wealth," my mother added, her tone matter-of-fact in her inescapable logic. "You, you've barely been alive long enough to learn how to use your opposable thumbs, knuckle-dragger. Your dad and I are noted scholars and rather wealthy. You, on the other hand, have nothing." 

The problem here is that both my parents are indeed renowned scholars, with very high Intelligence Quotients. I did indeed inherit this trait from them but as yet lacked their unreal skill in wielding it as a lethal weapon. The logic train has no brakes once they get going. Both in their forties, they each held at least two doctorates in their field and were senior members of the local prestigious university. I'd graduated summa cum laude from high school a year early and began attending the same university on a full scholarship this past semester, majoring in my personal interests of poly-sci, history, and languages. 

I knew my parents were proud of me, but they were still in charge. While I was under their roof, we did things their way. This was not a democracy, it was a dictatorship. I could deal with it or laughingly find my own way. 

Alea iacta est. 

It took an hour and change to reach the airport, so instead of squabbling with my parents, I simply retreated inside my head and went over historical events in my head, looking for threads about how they influenced even modern times. 

"We're here, wake up." 

"I'm awake," I muttered, aware that they knew full-well I'd been awake the whole time, just lost in my own thoughts. I came by it honestly enough. We went through the busy terminals and finally identified the gate at which my Aunt Allie would be arriving. We stood near the gate and waited, hearing the announcement that her flight had landed and the passengers would be off-loading. 

We must have waited at least twenty minutes and my mind began to wander again. I was definitely lost in the Paris Uprisings of 1848 when my mother's voice intruded upon my ruminations. 

"Allie! Oh my God, it's wonderful to see you!" 

I blinked and came out of my reverie to turn and see who my mom was talking to. I couldn't see them, since my mother and father were both hugging the person I could only assume was my aunt. But then the huggie chain broke and my mom turned her head to beam at me before pulling away and introducing her sister. 

"Alex? This is your aunt, Alexandra. You're named after her, you know..." 

I didn't know what to say. 

The woman looking at me was stunningly beautiful. Her hair was blonde, thick and lustrous gold. Her eyes were that unreal sapphire colour that men wrote poems about. Through her form-fitting shirt and hip-hugging European jeans I could tell she had a stunning body. 

And she couldn't have been older than nineteen. 

*** 

"I guess I have a lot of explaining to do, hm?" my mom said from the front passenger's seat as we drove home. My aunt, who was apparently named 'Alexandra' and for whom I was named, sat quietly in the passenger seat beside me, a slight smile on her face as she listened to us. 

"Probably a good idea," I replied, causing my aunt to smirk. I could already tell that trying to think of her as my aunt might take the better part of the rest of my natural life, since she wasn't more than a year older than me. "Just... start at the beginning." 

"Fair enough," mom agreed. "Well, your grandmother had me and I was an only child for a long time." 

"I figured out that much, if you two are genetically related." I said flatly. 

"I'd already married your father by the time my little sister was born," mom continued, ignoring my petulant tone. "It was certainly unexpected, since mom was at the outer edge of being viable to have children again when Alexandra came along." 

"Well, you married dad when you were twenty-five, so if that happened first, then there's twenty-six years between you. That's quite a span, you have to admit." 

"No argument there. Anyways, your grandfather, as you know, was developing very tragic and dangerous mental issues at the time. When your grandmother had another kid against all odds, it triggered something in him and he became violent and abusive. Rather than stay and try to work it out, since he was in a terrifying spiral, mom took everything she could and fled to Europe with my little sister, where he could never reach her." 

I was silent for a few moments. 

"It was very hard on me, I admit, because mom didn't even tell me until after she'd gone," mom said, somewhat morosely. "She didn't tell me where they went, for fear that my dad might somehow find out from me, even inadvertently. I was crushed at the time, but I understood, once I knew how bad your grandfather had gotten." 

"So, you didn't even know where grandma went." I murmured, the whole scenario beginning to make perhaps a little sense to me. 

"It was for her protection, Allie's and my own," she said sadly. "It was devastating to be robbed of my mother and the little sister I'd just met, but I understood in my heart. Your grandfather raged and called and threatened, but your father stood squarely in the way and wouldn't let him come over ever. It's why you've never met him, even though he was alive until last year." 

"Wow, that's really rough." I sighed. "I had no idea." 

"And I hate to say it, but we kept the information from you on purpose, especially when you were young," my fathered added. "Just in case he ever found you. We felt like we couldn't be too careful." 

"Yeah, that makes sense now," I agreed. "So... grandma and Al- Aunt Alexandra high-tailed it to Europe and I was born just under a year later." 

"Yes," my mom confirmed. "I missed my little sister so much that your father and I agreed to name you after her." 

"I hope she has better middle names than I do." I muttered, causing my so-called 'aunt' sitting next to me to smirk. 

"I will have you know that 'Orion' and 'Dayraven' are both perfectly acceptable literary names," my mother announced. "We picked them very carefully." 

"Yeah," I snorted. "Pretty sure one is Greek and the other is Old English for 'Please Beat Me Up'..." 

My aunt almost choked on her laughter and turned her head to smile at me, her unreal blue eyes dancing with mirth. I found it strangely compelling and knew that I'd kill to see that look in her eyes constantly. 

"Oh, you complain endlessly," my mother sighed wearily. "But that's the gist of it, Walter Winchell. Allie, how about you fill in any gaps for us from a more recently perspective?" 

My aunt took a breath, gathering her thoughts. 

"I hardly know where to begin..." she said and I was instantly enthralled by the sound of her voice- it was lyrical and she spoke perfect English, and yet I could not readily identify the source of her accent. It wasn't anything I associated with the British Islands, nor was it any sort of North American accent, no Oceanic. I just waited for her to continue. 

"As I told you over the phone, we moved to England first, living just outside of London, where mother taught International Relations. By the time I was six, though, she was tiring of that scene and moved us to Paris, where she taught Gallic Studies in English. When she was tired of Paris, we moved to Bologna, where we lived in an atalier and she worked on her art. After that she whisked us off to Copenhagen for about three years and then Berlin. She was teaching Germanic languages when we heard our father had died. Not long after that, she became ill and we retired to a little village outside Cardiff and she died peacefully just a week ago." 

My mother shook her head as she listened. "She never stopped loving daddy, did she?" 

"No," my aunt said in a sad tone. "She knew she couldn't be with him but she was still dedicated to him and did everything she could to check on him. I think she just had been waiting for him to go and then she joined him." 

"It kept our family apart for so long but maybe there's time to make up for that now," my mother said. "I think we all need that." 

My aunt nodded. "I'm sure it was awful not knowing and basically having to pretend you had no mother or sister. Having to keep it from everyone, even your own son. You're so strong, Karen, just like mom always told me." 

Mom smiled and subtly dabbed at the corner of her eye. "Well, maybe, but I had a great support network with these two lugs. They've kept me going and busy, for sure." 

"Alex, are you tired or hungry?" my father asked. "I just want to make sure you're properly looked after." 

"I-" my aunt and I both responded simultaneously before pausing and laughing. 

"Not you, dopey," my father snorted. "I know you're always hungry. I meant your aunt." 

She smiled prettily. "Thank you, Michael, but I'm actually rather tired from the plane trip, not to mention all the events of the past week, so maybe back to your house so I can nap?" 

My dad nodded and kept driving. My mother and her sister continued talking and I did my best not to stare at her- she and my mother could not look much less alike. They were both tall, but the similarities ended there. My mom was rather tan of skin where my aunt was fair. My mother's hair and eyes were decidedly brown, although not dull. It might have been the age difference, but my mother's build was also a little more solid. Mom had always said she took after her father in that regard, which I guess meant that my aunt looked like their mother. 

I still had no chance to really observe her without staring, so I did my best to keep my eyes resolutely forward or looking out my own window. Finally though, not far from my house, my aunt asked me a question directly. 

"Alex," she chimed, smiling at me. "Anything you want to know?" 

"Well sure, plenty," I admitted. "But my first question is... where is your accent from? I've been trying the whole trip to place it and I can't, it's driving me crazy." 

She giggled and smiled at me. "You like it? I've sort of developed it over the years, it's a reflection of all the places I've lived. I like to think it's completely unique and no one else in the world sounds quite like me." 

"No argument there," I muttered. "You had me stumped. I guess we'll just have to call it 'Alexandrian', right?" 

Her eyes lit up. "I love it! Why did I never think of that?" 

"Ol' Alex here is quite the linguist himself," my dad said, grinning in the rear-view mirror. "He's actually majoring in poly-sci and language studies at the university." 

I'm not sure I'd ever seen anyone look more delight than my aunt did right at that moment and I'm pretty sure I nearly fainted dead away at the sight of her. Somehow I stayed vertical and she clapped her hands together in approval. 

"Wonderful!" she exclaimed. It'll be great to have someone to practice languages with! I was so nervous to be coming home, but now I feel much better!" 

Be still, my beating heart... 

*** 

Dad and I were walking in behind mom and my aunt, with us carrying the mountains of baggage she'd brought up the steps. I did my level best to not get caught staring at her incredible behind, which seemed to be poured into her jeans. 

That or her jeans were painted on. Either way, I was totally mesmerized as I walked behind her and very nearly caused a collision when my mother suddenly came to a stop at the front of our little baggage train. 

"Gentlemen," she declared as she fished out her keys. "Get her suitcases up to her room while I get my sister settled in." 

Her room. 

Even though I was newly enthralled of my aunt, hearing my room referred to in those terms still stung a little. I chose to ignore it and followed them into the house. Mom brought her into the kitchen to open some wine while dad led the charge up the stairs. 

"C'mon, Alex!" he laughed. "One trip or death!" 

I struggled up after him,trying not to mutter loudly. In spite of my dad being an egghead and a professor, he was also a large and athletic man with a strong build. My mother always poked fun at him for having a sexy brain inside a Venice Beach body. She didn't mean it, of course, since she was constantly talking to her female friends about what good 'breeding stock' he was. 

And I'm not small either, to be honest. I'm just over six feet tall and I have a swimmer's build, whereas my dad looked more like a surfer-bodybuilder. He always cheerfully told me there was still plenty of time for me to grow into my brain. In a weird way, that was comforting coming from him. 

We put everything down on the floor and then headed back to join my mom and aunt in the kitchen. They were leaning against the island, laughing and drinking red wine. Mom smiled more brightly than I had seen her do in ages and beckoned us in. she filled two more glasses and gave us each one. 

"To a family reunited!" she declared, holding her glass up. "We will miss those who cannot be with us, but we'll honour them by being the best family ever!" 

We all agreed and clinked glasses before taking a drink. Aunt Alexandra smiled and laughed. "It'll take some getting used to, remembering that I'm only recently legal to drink here. Back ho- I mean, back in Europe, drinking wine even as a young teen was hardly taboo." 

My mom smiled and put an gentle hand on her younger sister's shoulder. "There'll be time for everything, I promise. And you might need that time, just to equate to life here in the colonies. Of all the amazing places you've lived, where you were born wasn't one of them." 

"True," my aunt admitted. "Not to mention there's a lot of photo albums that need updating and amalgamating." 

"I've got a really immediate question." I interjected. "How're we gonna distinguish between who's being spoken to? We both respond to 'Alex', right?" 

"Hm, hadn't really thought of that in all the hustle and kerfuffle," my mom said, getting pensive. "What if your father and I just called you by your full name all the time?" 

"Pass." I said flatly, causing my aunt to giggle. 

"But she had the name first," my dad said, determined to give me a hard time, apparently. "Not exactly fair to let an interloper like you just come in and-" 

"Dear, please," my mother said, shooting him a look. "Why do you always choose to be a part of the problem instead of the solution?" 

"Well, I'd hate to deprive my nephew of his identity," my aunt said, smiling at me and making my knees tremble. "That sounds so weird, calling you my nephew. You're less than a year younger than me." 

"I know," I agreed. "I'm still trying to wrap my brain around you somehow being my aunt. It makes absolutely no sense to me." 

"Cognitive dissonance," she said, nodding. "Well, since you and I are the ones at issue, what do you think we should do about it?" 

I looked into my wine glass and swirled the ruby-red liquid around for a moment, thinking hard. "Well, what if we called you 'Alexa'?" 

She thought about the name and mouthed it silently, as if she was tasting it. She then smiled beautifully and nodded. "I love it. Okay, it's settled. You're Alex, I'm Alexa. And for the love of God, please do not call me 'Aunt Alexa', because I'm pretty sure I'll expire on the spot." 

I laughed. "I promise, Alexa." 

We all raised our glasses and welcomed Alexa, who'd finally come home. 

*** 

"Okay, so here's the room," I said as we walked into what used to be my bedroom and turned on the light. "I've already evacuated everything I need down to the basement. Uh, let me show you were the wall sockets are." 

I walked her around the room, showing her the places where she could plug in her devices and she made note of how many adapters she would need, since her devices were European. Once I was done, she sat on the bed and sighed happily, smiling at me. 

"I really appreciate everything you've done," she said, her voice smooth as butter in my ears. "It means a lot to me." 


Alex & Alexa Ch. 01



I shrugged. "Well, I'm happy too, but I didn't really do anything. To be honest, I was initially pretty surly about having to give up my room to someone I didn't know, especially since I wasn't consulted. But, well, since I've gotten to know you a little better, I can't really say that I mind and I'm happy to do it." 

"And I really do appreciate it, Alex!" she sighed, standing up and hugging me. I must have frozen for at least an instant as I felt her body press to mine, but I recovered quickly and put my hands on her back, holding her. She smelled fantastic, like nothing I'd ever imagined. Her big, soft breasts squashed into my chest but she clearly took no notice of it or minded. 

She then pulled back a little, her hands on my shoulders as she looked into my eyes. Her lustrous blonde hair was cascading over her shoulders and down her back. I could still feel her boobs just touching my chest. 

"So when you were told I was coming, what did you expect?" she asked, clearly curious. "All you knew is that your mom's sister was coming to stay, right?" 

"I didn't really know what to expect, I guess," I replied, trying to focus on my response rather than the feel of her body next to mine. "I kind of expect someone who looked more like my mom and not like..." 

She tilted her head. "Like?" 

I flushed a little as I tried to find the words. "Someone who... looked like, well... you." 

She smiled prettily. "So not a girl basically the same age as you. I understand that, because it makes no sense to me that you could possibly be my nephew. I can hardly believe I even have a nephew, forget one my own age." 

I chuckled. We were sort of in the same boat from the point of view. "Yeah, it's a real disconnect, isn't it?" 

She nodded. "I think for our own sanities we're just going to have to agree to think of one another as siblings or cousins or something, because I'll never get around you being my nephew, except in some weird formal setting where I need to introduce you. No idea where that would be though..." 

"Fair enough," I said. "So we'll just be Alexa and Alex. Family." 

She smiled her megawatt smile. "Perfect. It's not like I could ever pull rank on you in a family hierarchy sense anyway." 

"That'd make for some weird roleplay." I muttered, making a wry face. She began giggling at the imagery. 

"Sjofel..." she said softly, winking at me and then giving me another hug, every bit as squishy as the first one. I held her as long as I dared before releasing her. She began to yawn and then stretched her arms over her head, her magnificent breasts, barely contained within her thin shirt, now bumping against my chest. Once she was finished, she sat back down and smiled, her eyes a little weary. 

"I regret, though, that I'm a little tired," she said. "Would you please thank your mom and dad for me and let them know I'm going to take that nap but also to call me for dinner?" 

"Of course," I said readily, nodding. I was beginning to think that saying no to my aunt would become near impossible very quickly. "Anything else you need?" 

She shook her head sleepily and it was clear she was already starting to doze off. "No, Alex, but thank you. I appreciate... everything..." 

She simply flopped back on the bed and was already asleep, her chest rising and falling. I gaped at her incredible body for just a few seconds before leaving- her bountiful breasts, her trim, flat stomach which was now partly visible as her shirt rode up, her shapely hips and her long, sexy legs and pert feet. Her face looked like an angel's and I had to tear myself away from gaping. I exited the room and closed the door, taking a moment to compose myself before going into the bathroom and splashing cold water on my face. Then I went downstairs and reported in. 

"She's asleep," I said plainly. "Showed her where the plugs are and she said she'd take a nap and to call her for dinner. It's all hers now." 

My mom put a sympathetic hand on my arm. "I'm sorry we didn't consult you about the room, maybe that was a little heavy-handed of us. But you see now that she needs it, don't you?" 

"Yeah," I said, trying to sound grudging and not meaning it. "Yeah, it's fine, I'll live." 

"Are you sure there's nothing else you need downstairs, Alex?" my dad asked, wanting mo make sure my needs were being met as well. "Not even a new bed?" 

"Well, let me try sleeping on the pull-out and see what happens," I suggested. "If it really sucks, I let you know." 

"Do you think you might try to get along with her, rather than treating her as an imposition or even just a guest?" my mom asked, clearly concerned. "I know this is all strange for you." 

"Well, we talked for a minute and I think we have some basic boundaries established," I explained, wondering why I was making it sound like Alexa and I were needing to be distant. "She's agreed to not try and be my aunt and pull rank on me, so I guess that's a start." 

"She a sweet girl who's gone through a lot recently, so just be patient with her, okay?" mom said, giving my shoulder a squeeze. "I know you're not always big on change." 

"Like I said, I'll live," I iterated. "I'm gonna go down and play a game or two. Call me if you need me." 

With that I headed down to the basement, colloquially referred to around my place as ' The Mines'. It was hardly horrible, since it was actually a rec room. It had it's own mini-fridge and counter space off to one side, a bathroom with a full shower, several seating areas and a very nice entertainment center with a large HDTV and several gaming consoles. I opened up the couch that was actually a fold-out bed and laid down, trying to discern if I could possibly sleep on it. 

My thoughts, however, drifted away from my sleeping arrangements or the games I'd intended to play and instead focused on my aunt, Alexa. I'd never met anyone so beautiful. She was like a dream to me. Her perfect body, her alluring voice and her scintillating mind. Everything about her held me rapt. If I was ever driving and started thinking of her I'd cause a serious accident. 

I'd known other girls before, pretty girls. Hot girls, even. I'd had sex a few times and while I was hardly an expert, I was pleased to say I was no slouch either, because the girls were certainly eager for more. But they were nothing compared to Alexa. That much was certain. 

I felt a stir in my body and I closed my eyes, gently taking hold of myself. Through my pants I gave my swelling member a squeeze, picturing her lovely body, feeling her incredible breasts squashing to my chest, smelling her intoxicating body as she hugged me, her lips so close to my ear... 

I almost moaned as I undid my pants and shimmied them down, knowing that it was safe to do so, my parents had always respected my privacy. My boxers moved down my thighs as I took my cock in my hand and stroked it, reveling in the memory of her body, how it felt and looked, picturing it naked and pressed to mine. I did my best to hear her lyrical voice as she lay beneath me, whispering and cooing as my body moved and undulated against hers, my cock slowly sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy... 

I shuddered and came, snapping myself out of this unexpected reverie. As my cock throbbed and pulsed, spurting my pearly semen across my stomach and bed, I was breathing raggedly, more in shock by my actions than the fact that I'd cum. Had I really just pleasured myself while thinking of a woman I'd met maybe two hours ago? A relative? My mother's sister? 

I hissed in exasperation as I felt the sticky mess all over me and also the bed. Still confused, I almost wiped my eyes but yanked my hand away at the last second as I remembered it was covered in cum. Oh my God, what the hell was wrong with me? I hadn't been this stupid or awkward since I was thirteen! 

I got off the bed and washed my hands in the sink before going back to the ersatz bed and stripping the sheets off of it, throwing them and my clothes in the hamper to be laundered. I then went into the bathroom and took a shower, muttering to myself as I washed off. 

Idiot. I couldn't even begin to guess how horrified Alexa would have been if she'd witnessed my moronic behaviour. 

It occurred to me that I was more worried by her reaction than I was about my parents', seemingly. Where the hell had that come from? 

I finished and dried off, putting on a new set of sheets before resolutely turning on some video games and playing for about two hours. I needed to get my head together. 

This had been a very strange day. 

*** 

"There you are," my mom said, smiling at me as I came from the basement. "Your timing for meals, as always, borders on prescient." 

"Yeah, thanks. I'm the Kwisatz Haderach of food." I mumbled. "What's tonight's fare?" 

"I had to think it through," mom admitted, still working on one of the pans she was cooking in. "I had to remember that my sister's lived in Europe pretty much her whole life and their diet is considerably different from ours, even when they eat the same foods." 

"Yeah, I guess," I mused. "They go for generally smaller portions and aren't so heavy on the greasy food, are they?" 

"My thoughts too," mom agreed. "So we're having poached saffron salmon with roasted red potatoes and steamed asparagus." 

"Sounds awesome!" I said, grinning. I loved every single thing she'd mentioned, so this would be great. "Where's dad?" 

"Sent him to the liquor store," she replied, checking the steaming baskets. "White wine goes with salmon, so I sent him to get a Riesling or a Gewurtztraminer, whichever one appealed." 

I laughed. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to impress your little sister." 

She blushed slightly. "Maybe a little. While I love where we live, darling, I don't want her to think we're provincial." 

"I somehow doubt she thinks that," I said cheerfully. "You gonna wake her up?" 

"Oh, I can't," mom replied, still hustling around the kitchen. "Not done yet, would you be a dear and go get her?" 

I nodded, secretly pleased that mom had asked, since I didn't want to volunteer and seem eager. I headed upstairs and knocked on the door to my former room, which was slightly ajar. 

"Alexa?" I called gently, hoping she could hear me. I rapped on the door with my knuckle again. "Alexa?" 

No response. Unsure of what to do, I pushed the door open slightly and peered in. 

The sun was still out but westering, allowing enough like to come through my shades to give the room some illumination. She was still passed out as I'd left her, sleeping peacefully. I watched as her chest rose and fell, her magnificent bust drawing my eyes. 

I took a chance and slipped quietly into the room, praying she didn't have a bad panic reflex or anything. I crept up to my- her bed, and knelt down next to her, giving her arm a gentle nudge. 

"Alexa?" I said in a voice barely above a whisper. "Alexa, it's me, Alex. Time to wake up for dinner." 

She shifted slightly and let out a little moan in her sleep before slowly rolling onto her side. I waited for several seconds before giving her arm another gentle squeeze, calling her name. Slowly, her eyes opened, looking at me for a few moments before she smiled. 

"Alex," she murmured in that lovely voice. "Hi..." 

"Hi, sleepyhead," I said cheerfully, glad she was finally awake and I no longer had to feel like a creepy stalker. "Think you're ready for some dinner? Mom tried to cook Euro-style for you." 

"Oh, well that was kind of her," she said as she sat up, rubbing at her eye. She yawned and stretched, forcing me to look at her burgeoning bosom again while she did so. She opened her eyes and looked at me, cocking her head. "You changed clothes." 

"Oh, uh, yeah," I said, realizing she was indeed right. "I kinda took my own nap in the basement in my clothes and I was a little rumpled, so I put on some new stuff." 

"Oh, well," she mused, sitting up straighter and looking down at herself. "I slept in mine, should I change as well?" 

"Doubt it," I said, trying not to stare. "Your shirt is unlikely to rumple and I doubt those jeans will, either." 

She smiled. "Are they a little too tight or immodest?" she asked. 

"Not at all, you look great." I replied, meaning it. 

"Thanks, Alex, it's nice to have someone compliment you and know they mean it, isn't it?" she declared, standing. "I'll just do my hair quickly, make sure I don't have bed head." 

"Okay, I'll go tell mom you're on your way." I said, heading to the door. 

"Oh, Alex, stay," she almost pleaded, looking at me. "It'll only take a minute and, well, to be honest, I'm not terribly interested in being alone right now. So much has happened recently, even just having someone stay with me while I do my hair feels wonderful." 

"Sure, no problem." I said, waiting for her. Since I'm a guy and don't have an appropriate mirror in my room, she asked me to lead her to the bathroom where she could utilize the big mirror there. I waited by the door while she brushed out her hair and then pulled it back in a queue. She then smirked at me and winked, mouthing the words 'stay there' as she closed the door. About a minute later, I heard the toilet flush and she was washing her hands. When she emerged from the bathroom, she smiled at me and turned around, like a model might. 

"So, how do I look?" she asked. 

"Like you stepped off the runway at some place I've never been to." I replied, causing her to giggle and give my arm a gentle pinch. She then wiggled her way down the stairs, allowing me to watch her glorious, toned butt the whole way down. We made our way to the kitchen and she skipped up and hugged my mother and father when she saw them. They both hugged her back readily. 

It occurred to me that this was a really big deal for my mother and by default for my father as well. This was an important piece of my mother's life that was slowly being re-introduced and possibly healing. It was certainly a bigger issue than me losing my dumb room. The epiphany made me resolve to not be selfish about this anymore. My family was going to be whole and happy. 

We all sat down and began dinner, chatting and conversing gaily. We talked about where Alexa had lived, what her favourite places to live had been and funny things that had happened to her. She was sitting between mom and myself, often reaching over and touching one of us on the shoulder or forearm as she talked, a very European thing to do, I'm told. 

She asked about what my mother and father were working on, their projects over the summer and what they'd be teaching in the fall. She seemed genuinely fascinated to hear about everything they had planned and clearly looked up to them for their accomplishments as scholars. She then beamed a smile at me. 

"What about you, Alex?" she asked, giving my shoulder another squeeze. "What are you going to do when you go back in the fall?" 

"I've been back and forth about that," I admitted, pausing in my annihilation of the food my mom had presented. "Since I've got the scholarship, I could possibly live on-campus, but that might not be ideal, since I might get idiot roomies in a dorm. If I stayed here, it's a reasonable drive, not more than thirty minutes to the campus where most of my classes will be held." 

"That makes sense," she mused. "Not to mention the occasional home-cooked meal as opposed to cafeteria food or the stench of ramen noodles throughout your dorm." 

I made a wry face. "Didn't know you had ramen noodles in Europe. Well, I knew you had them, but I guess I just figured that Europeans knew better." 

She giggled. "We do, but the real horrid part was the universities in Stockholm or Berlin when we visited those. The dorms reeked of boiled cabbage. Affected proletariat students everywhere. If I had a Euro for every Che Guevara poster I came across..." 

"Wow, even in this day and age?" mom said, furrowing her brow. "Old habits die hard, I guess. But Alexa, what are your plans? You're here now and you said you intend to stay. What will you do?" 

Alexa blushed a little as she drank some of her wine. "I've been pondering that. I contacted your university and explained my situation and asked if a transfer of my records and scores was possible. Once they viewed them, along with my scores from high school, they seemed very amenable to my attending and even offered me a scholarship." 

"That's wonderful!" my mom said gleefully. "I barely know what to say! You'll stay here with of, of course, right? 

"Oh, I couldn't impose like that," Alexa said hastily. "I couldn't keep disrupting your family life like this." 

There was silence at the table for a moment. Alexa then continued. "We haven't really discussed it, Karen, but mom left me a very generous inheritance, so I can easily find a place for myself, whether I attend the university or not. I've also got your share of the inheritance, incidentally. We'll discuss how I can transfer it to you later." 

Mom cleared her throat and smiled. "That's very generous, Alexa. Michael and I are doing well enough, however, so perhaps we should talk about giving my share to your nephew so he has a nest egg when he graduates?" 

Alexa smiled at me. "That sounds like a brilliant compromise. But back to my original point, I couldn't stay here and impose on you." 

"Nonsense," my mother said firmly. "I only just got you back in my life, what makes you think I want to see you move away so quickly?" 

"Well, if I go to the university, it's not like I'll be far away," Alexa reasoned. 

"Oh, please," my mom almost snorted. "There are some weeks I barely see my husband and that's just because he works on another area of the campus. If it weren't for this house, I'd never see him." 

My mom looked at me now. "Alex, I'm going to ask you something and I promise you we will all abide by your decision happily. Would you possibly be adverse to allowing my sister to stay in your room over the summer while she decides what she wants to do?" 

I made a show of thinking about it, although I knew what the answer was before she'd finished asking the question. I finally nodded. 

"Okay, that's cool. Alexa can keep my room. I'm happy to help." 

My mom put her hand over her mouth as she tried not to cry in relief. My dad gave me a big grin and a pat on the shoulder. Alexa looked at me, her face at first a mask of no emotion but then a warm smile grew over it and she nodded. 

"Thank you, Alex," she said. "It will feel like I have a family." 

"You do," mom said, getting out her chair and hugging Alexa. "We are your family, silly." 

I continued eating, waiting for the waterworks to stop. 

Good thing I'd taken a lot of food. 

*** 

"I'm very proud of what you did tonight, Alex," my mom said as she washed dishes and I dried them. "This whole situation was pretty much thrust on you and you've adapted very well." 

"Thanks," I said as I dried a plate and stacked it away. "Gotta be a team player in a family, right?" 

"It helps in cases like this," mom agreed. "But I know it'll be a big change for you. And that brings me to another subject." 

"Oh? What's that?" I asked, having a small dread that I knew what it was. 

Mom paused in her washing. "I'm glad that you're going to try to get along with my sister. I'm glad you two have so quickly begun setting your rules and boundaries, like she's not going to feel like she has to be an authority figure just because she's your aunt. But you'll need to get used to the fact that Alexa is sometimes... different in how she reacts to things and interacts." 

"Like what?" 

"Well, Europeans are much more... oh, tactile than North Americans tend to be," she explained. "Remember how she kept touching us all through dinner when she was talking with us? That's what they're like, it's part of the way they express themselves and has been for a long time. For continental Europeans it's very much a part of their culture. Not just touching but they also hug much more freely than we do. Your dad and I already resolved that we'll embrace this trait in her, so to speak, but I just want you to be aware of it and not be weirded out by it." 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 01



"So it's just her being her if she touches my arm or shoulder while she's talking to me or hugging me when we greet one another?" I asked, knowing the answer and very pleased with it, but determined to play dumb and maybe a little reticent about the practice. 

"Yes," mom confirmed. "If it gets uncomfortable for some reason, Alex, just tell me and I'll have a little talk with her. I doubt it'll upset her, she's a reasonable girl. I just know you can be territorial about your personal space and want you to at least try and adapt for her, okay?" 

"Uh, well, I'll try," I said hesitantly, scratching my head for effect. "No promises but I'll try." 

"That's all I ask..." mom said as she nodded in satisfaction and continued with the dishes. 

*** 

I was sitting on my bed later that night, propped up on pillows and working on my laptop. Most guys my age would have been surfing porn, but I was cross-referencing websites about early Iron Age migration patterns and when different language groups came in contact with one another. Dorky, I know, but there's all the time in the world for porn. 

Then my computer bipped at me and an icon appeared in the top left corner, indicating I had a Facebook message. It was from Alexa and it indicated that she wanted to be friends on our social media. I clicked 'accept', of course, and she messaged me seconds later, saying she was thrilled that I'd be friends with her here. 

'It's so nice to be able to do this!' she typed, punctuating her messages with little thumbs up and heart emojis. 'My mother and I didn't dare have any of you on Facebook or even email in case you were found out, but now we can talk on here all we like!' 

'I'm happy about that too,' I replied, smiling as I typed. 'It's a part of my family I didn't even know I was missing, so this is a great chance to make up for lost time.' 

'Ikr? I cannot believe how sweet you are all being to me! Thank you so much for everything!' 

We conversed back and forth for a while about small things before she seemed to have an idea. 

'Alex, do you have Skype? If you do, let's use it! Seems silly to just type when we could talk, even if we are only two floors away from one another!' 

I responded that I did have Skype on my laptop and gave her my information. Less than three minutes later, she was calling me and I opened a chat window. I was greeted by her gorgeous face, beaming at me in the low light of my former bedroom. 

"Hi, Alex!" she giggled, waving. "This is a great idea, so much more personal than just a messenger system!" 

"You'll get no argument from me there," I replied, grinning. "The room meeting your needs?" 

"Oh, definitely," she said, nodding. "I'll try to not take over it too much over the summer and rob it of your identity, I promise." 

"Hey, do what you need to do," I said shrugging. "I'm not some ten year-old boy worried about cooties and girl-stink." 

She laughed and I could make out her shoulders. She seemed to be wearing a sports bra. 

"You exercising?" I asked, hoping for a better view. 

She looked at me for a moment. "How could you tell?" 

"I saw your sports bra for just a moment while you were laughing," I replied. 

"Oh," she remarked, looking at one of her shoulders for a second. "I thought you could only see my face and neck. Thought I'd leave a little mystery as to what else I was wearing. Don't want to be a complete open book the very first day I arrive, right?" 

"I guess not," I said agreeably. "Well, as you can see, I'm wearing a plain ol' white t-shirt." 

She nodded. "I was doing my yoga exercises just before I messaged you. Sports bra's kind of a necessity, because a regular bra just doesn't offer the support for, um..." 

"Your indomitable turgor pressure?" I quipped, smirking. 

She giggled and nodded. "Yes, my cups runneth over, I admit it. Nice of you to find a funny and intelligent way to say it rather than something more ribald." 

"I imagine you must expect that from most of us colonials, right?" 

"It was hard to know what to expect, to be honest," she admitted. "I mean, even though I'm actually from here, growing up all over Europe and meeting various tourists from North America gave me a lot of different impressions." 

"It's weird to think you've never been back here," I suggested, trying hard to not focus on her neckline now that she'd relaxed the laptop. I could just make out the upper part of the swell of her breasts. "Mom said you've been all over the world with my grandmother but she never dared bring you back here." 

Alexa nodded again. "I've been to Israel, Egypt, India, Japan, China, Thailand and Australia, all over Europe, of course, and even to Brazil. But she never took me home, in case my father found out somehow." 

I shook my head. "Gonna take me time to adjust to all this, it seems surreal, like a story I'm just reading. You're lucky, though, getting to see all those places. I'd love to do stuff like that." 

She smiled warmly. "You will, Alex. I know your mom and dad both want to do some traveling after their next big papers are done, so you'll get the chance to then. Maybe I'll go with you guys, act as a guide." 

"That'd be great," I said, grinning. "You'll know all the best everything first-hand." 

She nodded and then thought for a moment. "So what were you doing before I messaged you?" 

"Oh, nothing important," I said dismissively. "Just looking and cross-referencing some maps about Indo-European language migration through the Balkans. Just idle speculation on my part. Trust me, talking to you is more fun." 

"Well, that's good to hear," she replied, winking. "Hey, want to watch me finish up my yoga? I don't have a partner any more, so maybe just someone to keep me company?" 

"So just sit here and watch and talk to you?" I asked. "Sure." 

She nodded happily and put her laptop on the dresser, with the camera facing out into the room. She made sure I could see her and then went to her yoga mat, which was laid out on the floor. She stepped back and I had to keep my eyes from bugging out of my head- Alexa was wearing just the sports bra and some silk, boy-cut boxers. She kept her hair back in a long braid and took a wide stance on the mat, facing me. 

I watched her intently, captivated by her incredible body. As I'd suspected, her waist was tiny and her hips were not as big as her bust but she was still blessed with curves. Her legs were long and supple, very athletic. Everything about her was an erotic fantasy and even though I knew she was raised European and had different ideas of modesty, I couldn't help but fantasize that she was showing off her body to me, trying to turn me on. 

And it was working. 

I could feel my cock stirring in my pants but I couldn't touch myself as long as my computer was sitting on my lap. She spread her legs farther apart as she went into a lower stance and then pulled her torso to one side, stretching. Her incredible breasts, barely contained by her sports bra, squashed against her taut thigh. 

I watched in wonder as she took half an hour to make it through several poses, my favourite of which was where she was lying on her stomach and arching her back before grabbing her heels. Her huge tits kept her from rocking forward and she really had to arch her back almost into a semicircle to make the pose effective. If only she'd been facing me, but I was getting the side view. My cock was throbbing and hard inside my boxers but I didn't touch it, for fear she'd figure out what I was doing. 

She finally relaxed and then knelt, taking deep breaths. Her skin was glistening with a thin sheen of cleansing sweat. She approached her laptop and smiled prettily. 

"Thanks for staying with me," she said gently. "I'm going to go take a shower now. Talk to you when I get back!" She then waved and wiggled out of the room. 

I laid back on my bed and took a deep breath. I still had a huge hard-on and desperately wanted to rub one out, but refrained. One issue with staying in the basement was that the water pipes from all the plumbing were just on the other side of a door into a small room at the back. I could hear water draining through them as she took her shower. 

This gave me an idea. 

Since I would hear the water turning off, I'd know when she was done with her shower. I jumped off my bed and retrieved my second laptop. While it wasn't quite as powerful as the first one, it did have one distinct advantage in that had a detachable webcam. I placed the laptop I was Skyping with on my bed, facing the big mound of pillows I was propping myself up on. 

I then inserted the webcam deep inside the mass of pillows, making sure that it could not be seen but that the lens was clearly focused on my computer screen. I then hurried over to the second laptop and activated the camera, taking a few minutes to make sure it was in perfect focus. I now had a crystal-clear view of my old room. 

I was sitting off to the side of the room at the old desk we kept down there, watching the screen intently, making sure everything was on the correct settings. Then I heard the water stop and maybe two minutes later, Alexa walked back into the bedroom, clad only in a towel, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders. She stepped up close to the webcam and smiled, clearly expecting to see me. 

"Alex?" 

She looked confused for a moment. "You there?" 

All she could see was my pillows. She made a face for a moment and then shuffled off to the back of the room, near the side of my old bed. Facing away from me, she dropped the towel and I gaped in amazement as her incredible behind came into view. It was perfect, small and taut, muscular from playing some type of sport, obviously. Her tiny waist led into her graceful back, which her wet hair clung to. She bent over slightly, not enough to show me anything except how perfectly-shaped her butt was. She found another pair of silky boy-cut boxers and put them on, one leg at a time. 

She then took out a small white tank-top and wiggled it down over her head and shoulders, just turning to the side for the briefest of moments as she pulled it over her breasts- I saw them for a split second, huge and magnificent, with tiny aereolas and nipples. They were very perky in spite of their size, which was unusual but not unheard of for really fit women with strong backs. I looked at the corner of my secondary computer screen, making sure it was recording everything it saw. 

She then came back to her laptop and knelt in front of it, pursing her lips and looking either confused or distressed. Clearly she was waiting on me and didn't know where I was. I paused the recording and hurried back to my spot on the bed, crawling on and pulling my laptop back onto my lap, careful not to crush the hidden webcam behind me in the pillows. 

"There you are," she said, brightening up when she saw me. "Welcome back." 

"Sorry, went to the bathroom," I lied, hoping I had no facial tics or tells that might give me away. "Have a nice shower?" 

"Very," she said, nodding. "North American water pressure is quite a bit stronger, generally, so it was very cleansing. I'm not used to a detachable shower head, either." 

"Yeah, that'd be mom's idea," I replied, making a wry face. "You probably don't want to know why. God knows I don't." 

She giggled at my ribald statement and then propped her chin on her hands, staring at me. Then there was a knock at her door. 

"Alexa? How are you, darling?" called my mom from the other side of the door. 

Alexa thought for a split second and them put a finger over her lips to shush me. She tapped away on her keyboard for a moment before going over to answer the door. She welcomed my mom into the room, giving her a hug as she did so. 

"I was just talking to some friends back in Berlin, updating them on what's happened since my arrival." Alexa said, pointing at her computer screen. It may have sounded initially like a lie, but there was no guarantee she wasn't also Skyping with friends back in Europe while talking to me, was there? It was, perhaps, mere obfuscation, in case my mother thought it was not right for her sister to be Skyping with her son. 

My mom looked at the computer screen and smiled. "I'm glad you're able to keep up with your friends and life beck there while you're adjusting here. We'll do everything we can to make sure you feel comfortable." 

"Thanks, Karen," Alexa said, smiling warmly and clasping her hands as they sat on the edge of the bed. "That means a lot to me." 

Mom nodded. "And really, don't worry about Alex if he seems a little distant or difficult. He'll warm up to you, I promise. It's probably just hard for him to accept that there's an entire aspect to his family life now that he was never aware of of." 

Alexa smiled. "I hope so, he seems so nice, I really want to get to know him." 

Mom put her hands on Alexa's upper arms and gave them a squeeze. "Be his friend instead of trying to be his aunt and he'll be fine. Michael has no siblings so Alex has no cousins aunts or uncles from that side of the family, just his looney grandparents." 

Alexa giggled. "Mom told me what she knew about them. I look forward to meeting them some day." 

"We'll see what we can do. Anyways, Michael and I will see you in the morning. You make sure you get a good night sleep, okay?" 

"I promise." Alexa said, leaning in and giving her sister a hug and a kiss before my mom left, closing the door behind her. Alexa sat still for a moment before coming back to the computer and pressing some buttons. Then she grinned at me. 

"Sorry about that," she said. "Didn't know how my sister would react to me Skyping her son while he was in her basement." 

"I get that." I replied, shrugging. "So, the thing about your friends. Was that a lie or a partial truth?" 

"Partial truth," she admitted. "I was conversing with them right before you and their webcam is still open, even though they've gone to bed. So it was simply an omission of all facts." 

"Clever," I chuckled. "You don't strike me as the lying type." 

"I'm glad," she said. Then her voice took on a note of concern. "But what your mom said, about you needing time to warm up to me and come around? Alex, I'm not bothering you, am I?" 

"Not at all," I said, shaking my head. "To be honest, I'm amazed at how well I'm getting along with you and I like you already. I guess it really helps that you're my age, not at all what I expected. We're cool, Alexa, no lie." 

"Thank God," she said, seeming genuinely relieved. "She had me worried there for a minute." 

"I do like trolling my mother and messing with her head, though, so I'll probably continue to pretend this is difficult for me as long as she's around." 

Alexa giggled at the thought. "That's so sassy of you! You're a brat, I love it! Well, I'd hate to give it away, so I'll play along when she's around or your father. So what about when they're not?" 

"Like I said," I grinned. "We're cool in every way. Be your normal, huggy self." 

"I can do that," she agreed. "I suppose I'd better turn in. But I do have a weird question for you." 

"What's that?" I asked. 

"Well, my friends and I, we often leave our Skype or webcams on overnight, sort of a 'watch over one another' thing. Do you... do you want me to include you in that?" 

I thought about what she was suggesting. "That all there is to it? We just keep our webcams trained on each other's beds all night and if one of us wakes up, it's easy to see the other person's not raped or murdered or anything?" 

She snickered at the imagery. "It sounds pretty dumb when you put it that way, since you're in the basement of the house I'm staying in. But yes, that's the gist of it. Only difference is, normally I sleep naked." 

"Yeah, I do too." I said. 

"Well, obviously if we're going to keep our webcams on, we'll have to have some clothes involved," she pointed out. "Does my current attire work for you?" 

"Yup," I said, standing and showing her how I was dressed, just my t-shirt and boxers. "Can you live with this?" 

She smirked. "You're a guy, you can lose the shirt if you need to. This isn't the 1600's." 

"Thank God for that." I muttered, stripping off my shirt and exposing my chest and waist to her. She giggled and made a fanning motion. 

"Ooh la-la," she cooed, winking. "Quite a swimmer's build you've got there, nephew-mine." 

"So I've been told," I remarked, pleased by her reaction. "My dad keep telling me that one day my body will grown into my brain." 

She put her hand over her mouth and giggled. "Well, if Gigantor says you will, then you probably will. That man is ungodly huge. I really hope your mom's a cowgirl." 

"Oh, ew," I replied, wrinkling my nose in distaste at the image of my parents fucking. "There's an image I didn't need." 

"It's not so bad if you're not their kid," she lilted, smirking at my discomfiture. "Your parents are pretty awesome, Alex. I owe them a lot." 

"Well, just try not to pay them back by making my eyes bleed with that sort of imagery, okay?" I insisted. 

"I promise," she said, smiling and winking. "Alright, my computer's set up where it will be staying for the night, I'll give you a moment to place yours." 

I nodded and looked around the room, deciding on a TV tray, which I set up close to the bed, enough to let her see the length of my body. I also subtly removed the webcam from between my pillows and put it with the other one. I then clambered onto the bed and smiled at her. 

"It gets really dark down here, Alexa, so I'm gonna switch the camera's mode to starlight so you can see me through a creepy green and black filter, okay?" 

She nodded, already back on her own bed and pulling up the sheets. "Sounds great Alex. See you in the morning." 

She blew me a kiss and laid down, probably falling into a deep sleep by the time her head hot the pillow. I watched her for a few moments before turning off my own lights and then drifting off to sleep, making sure I had my sheets secured around my waist, in case she woke up and looked my way. If I was going to have the dreams I expected to have, I didn't want to be sporting a massive boner the first time she saw me. 

***



Alex & Alexa Ch. 02



Chapter 2- Becoming Good Friends

I was waking the following morning because someone was caressing my hair. Gentle fingers stroked through it as a soft voice gently lifted me out of slumber. 

"Hey, sleepyhead," said a newly familiar voice. "Ready to join the living?"

I rolled onto my back and groaned my way through a big stretch while Alexa, my nineteen year-old aunt, sat next to me. I was vaguely aware of a soft source of light not far away and assumed that she must have turned on a lamp when she came down so she could see when she woke my up. 

I blinked my eyes awake and saw her sitting next to me on the edge of my bed. Her hand was still in my hair but she wasn't looking at my face. She was, in fact, looking down my body and wearing a rather amused smirk. 

I looked down and went pale- beneath the sheet that was covering me, I was sporting a huge erection. 

"Oh, shit!" I said hastily as I sat up, almost bringing my knees to my chest in attempt to hide my shame. "I'm... oh, God, I'm so sorry, Alexa!"

She gave me a wry grin. "Why? Because you're a functional male who gets morning wood? What's to be offended about? Were you raping kittens in your sleep?"

I shook my head. "No, of course not."

"So, then you either have to go to the bathroom or were having perfectly normal dreams, what's the big deal pardon the expression."

"I... I'm just sorry you saw me like this." I said, no doubt still crimson with embarrassment. 

"Oh, please," she said, rolling her eyes and smiling. "There's co-ed changerooms all over Europe. If I had a nickel for every uncircumcised johnson that I saw in the shower or tenting a blanket during a camping trip..."

She smiled at me. "Trust me, it's not a problem, Alex. Would you expect me to be embarrassed if my nipples started involuntarily poking out of my shirt if I got cold?"

"No, I guess not." I said. 

"It's not like you showed up in my room, waving that thing in my face, you were asleep." Alexa reasoned. "Anyway, I didn't come down here to freak you out. It's six am and I meant to ask if your parents went running or something, because they're not here."

"Oh, uh, yeah," I said, trying to distract myself from my hard-on, which seemed determined to not go away. "Yeah, they run in the morning every day before they go to work."

"Hm, I should probably go with them, if they wouldn't mind," she mused, staring off at the wall and mercifully no longer at my erection. "What do you think?"

"Well, if you're a runner it's not a bad idea, they're pretty dedicated. I've thought about going with them, but never really did."

"Just something to consider, then," she said, smiling and now giving my knee a squeeze. "Well, I'll go back upstairs and leave you to your, um, business. Your mom bought some European-style coffee for me and I'm going to make some, if you want any."

She then turned and wiggled her way up the stairs. This was the first time I noticed she was wearing her tank top and boxers from the night before. And it still looked completely amazing on her. 

Once she was gone, I sank bank onto my bed, my hands over my voice and groaning in despair. Why the hell did she have to come down at that moment? I couldn't even remember what I was dreaming about now! All I could picture was my boner and her looking on in bemusement, wondering what sort of pervert I was.

I slung my feet out of bed and trudged my way toward the bathroom. Taking a leak didn't help, so I began running my hands under ice-cold water from the faucet and stared at the toilet brush. Soon enough, my third leg was gone and I could safely go upstairs. I put on a robe and shuffled up to the kitchen, where Alexa was making the strong-smelling coffee. She beamed a lovely smile at me and came over to give me a hug. 

"Good to see you, Alex," she whispered in my ear. "Thanks for coming up."

"No problem," I replied, hugging her back. "Sorry about earlier."

"I told you, silly, no worries." Alexa said, smiling at me now and releasing me to continue making coffee. I was glad to see she'd also put on a robe, which was probably a good idea for when my folks got home. She was wearing it somewhat loosely and the swell of her bosom pulled the top apart and definitely created some cleavage. 

She finished the coffee and poured us each a large cup. I was amused when she added sweetened condensed milk to hers, but apparently it was something she'd learned in Thailand, so I just ran with it. Me, I took my coffee black. We leaned against the kitchen island and conversed for a few minutes, perfectly comfortable with our proximity to one another, no more than two feet apart. 

"Hey, may I asked you something?" Alexa interjected. I nodded my assent. "Well, I'm crazy about taking pictures in my life and I have absolutely none of you or the two of us. May I take our very first picture together?"

I nodded again and she seemed very pleased. She fished a small cellphone out of her robe pocket and then came over to me and snuggled into my side. She held the camera up over us and snapped a few pictures. On the last one she turned her head and kissed my cheek, causing my eyes to go wide and her to giggle.

But then we heard the front door opening and I immediately retreated to the far side of the island, where I sat on a stool and continued drinking my coffee. Alexa winked at me right before my parents came in. 

"Hey, you!" my mom said brightly as she saw her sister. She and dad were both wearing their jogging sweats and judging by the look of them, they'd run to the moon and back, they were both soaked. Regardless, Alexa hugged them both and offered to make them coffee. They said maybe after they showered and changed, since they were both sweating messes. But then my mom saw me sitting on the far side of the island, as far away as I could be while still technically inhabiting the kitchen with them. 

"Alex!" mom scolded, giving me a look. "Act like a higher primate and get over here and be sociable! Have you even said one word to your aunt yet?"

"Yeah," I said plainly. "She was telling me all about Thai coffee right before you got home."

"All the same, quit being such a grump and join the rest of us!" mom said firmly. I sighed and pulled up a seat closer to them, now part of the group. Mom nodded, finally satisfied with my efforts to be sociable. 

"Okay, Mike and I are going to go get cleaned up and then we'll be back. Alex, be a gracious host for a change and talk to your aunt."

With that, the two of them went upstairs and we waited until we heard the door to their bedroom close. Once it did, Alexa exhaled and giggled. 

"Nice acting there, Olivier," she quipped reaching over and tousling my hair. "I think you've got them completely fooled."

"Thanks," I replied, pleased for whatever reason with her reaction. "As long as you know it's just an act." 

"I wouldn't if I weren't in on the the gag," she said, grinning. "I guess my part is to just pretend to be patient, right?"

"I have no idea, to be honest," I admitted. "I've never pretended to not like a girl before."

"So you do like me," she almost purred, grinning again. "Well that's good to know, because I'd hate to think you were just putting up with me or humouring me."

"No, I genuinely like you," I replied. "You're a lot cooler and more fun than I thought you would be."

"How do you know I'm cool or fun?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "We haven't even left the house since I got here yesterday."

I shrugged. "No one who's traveled Europe and sleeps with a webcam trained on them can be boring. I was expecting more of a scholarly dork like my mother, not to mention someone close to her age."

"Well, thank you, that means a lot to me," she said, smiling prettily and giving my hand a squeeze. "And I'm finding you quite fun to be around as well. It's good to already have a friend."

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" I mused, smiling. 

"So what do you think we'll be doing today?" she asked, her hand still on mine. 

"I dunno," I replied, thinking about it. "Do you wanna go with mom and dad to the university and check it out?"

She thought about that. "Well, maybe. Will you come along to show me around?"

I nodded. "Sure, I'd be happy to. My courses finished early last week but there'll still be lots of people around and it'll be lively."

"Perfect!" she exclaimed, clearly delighted to have me along so she didn't have to meander alone. 

We waited for my parents to come downstairs and Alexa gave them coffee. Then she sprang her question. 

"So I was wondering if I might accompany you two today to the campus?" she suggested in a tentative voice. "Thought I would give it the once-over, maybe start getting a feel for if it's where I want to be."

Mom and dad looked at one another and then back at her. "That's not a bad idea, Alexa, but we'll both be busy all day," my mother said. "We won't exactly be around to give you a tour."

"Oh, okay." Alexa said. "I can still go and walk around on my own, then just meet you when it's time to come back."

"Nonsense," my dad snorted, pausing in drinking his coffee and looking at me. "Alex, you go with her, show her around."

I raised an eyebrow. "Me."

"Yes, you," dad said, staring at me levelly. "It's not like you have anything better to do. I heard you talking to one of your friends the other day, saying that your plans for today included playing video games and stuffing your face."

I sighed, clearly resigned to my task.

"Oh, cheer up, peanut," she mom said cheerfully. "Be polite and show your aunt around and we'll all go out to that Mongolian grill for dinner after your dad and I are done. Playing tour guide for one day won't kill you."

Alexa looked at me with her eyebrow raised. "Peanut?"

I went scarlet as I sat there and she began giggling. My dad chuckled and needlessly explained. "Used to be one of his childhood nicknames, that and 'Thunky'."

"Thunky..." Alexa choked out, trying not to burst out laughing.

"Yeah, your sister called him 'Peanut' because he was so cute," dad continued. "I called him 'Thunky' because his head was gigantic on a tiny body. Like an orange on a toothpick. His head made a 'thunk' noise on the floor whenever he got unbalanced and tipped over, hence 'Thunky'."

It was too much. Rather than burst, Alexa chose to let it out and began laughing hysterically. Her cup trembled on the table from her hand shaking so hard. Even my mom was snickering at my father's rather blunt explanation of how I acquired my nicknames. I just sat there sullenly, taking my licks and knowing better than to try and respond. 

"Alright, alright," I groused. "Anything to make this stop."

"Thank you, baby," my mom said before getting up and walking away. "Be ready in about forty-five minutes." My dad stood up and joined her, heading upstairs. Alexa was still snickering when I looked at her. She stopped and cleared her throat, composing herself. 

"So," she said quietly. "Thank you for doing this, Alex. It means a lot to me."

"Well, in spite of all that nonsense, I'm still happy to do it," I sighed. "Just promise me that'll you'll try to find out embarrassing crap about me directly from me so that I don't have to go through that again."

"Oh, that all depends," Alexa said, tracing a finger around the edge of her coffee cup. "If you tell the stories as humorously as your dad does, then I'll agree. Otherwise, I'm going to him for the dirt on you."

"Yeah, my dad's a regular bard, isn't he?" I muttered. "For the record, I'm pretty damn funny when I choose to be. At least let me attempt to tell you before you go running back to him. After all, saving some shred of my dignity is all I'm gonna come away with from this."

"Oh, not true," she said as she finished her coffee and came around the table to hug me from behind, her arms around my chest and her breasts squashed into my back. "You're making your new friend Alexa feel very welcome and at home. And she appreciates it."

And then she gave me a kiss on the cheek and squeezed me before heading upstairs. As she was ascending she slipped off her robe, revealing her tank-top and boxers from last night. She looked back at me and winked before disappearing. 

I sighed and went downstairs, still feeling her arms around my and her lips on my cheek. 

And yet another damn boner. 

***

"So are you two going to ride with us?" mom asked as we were all getting ready to head out the door. 

"I think it makes more sense for me to take her in my car," I replied, checking my jeans for my keys. "That way if she finishes touring or gets bored we're not reliant on you for mobility."

"That sounds good," she said before looking at Alexa. "Make sure he actually talks in the car and tries to be engaging, okay?"

I rolled my eyes as Alexa giggled and nodded. Out we went and clambered into our vehicles. We had three, since mom and dad each had one and I had my car. As we were pulling out of the driveway, Alexa was looking at the property. I couldn't help but notice how remarkably pretty she looked, wearing her golden hair in a long braid, a form-fitting printed t-shirt with a v-neckline and another pair of the European jeans that looked like they were painted on her. She was wonderful to look at. 

"You guys have a nice backyard," she remarked. "Is that a hot tub on the veranda?" 

"Yup," I replied, nodding. "I like it, use it a lot after a good workout."

"Ooh, gotta try that," she said, grinning. She pulled out her phone and began recording herself, speaking to the camera in what sounded to me like Danish. She pointed the camera at me and mentioned my name but I was driving and didn't turn my face toward it. After about a minute she put it away and smiled happily. "So what'll we do when we get to campus?"

"Depends, I guess. Am I right in assuming you're more interested in the arts like me, rather than the applied sciences like my mom and dad?"

She nodded. "I can do cold, hard math and chem, but they're not my passion. I'm more into history and other humanities, anthropology and so on."

"Then you'll need to check out the same part of campus I attend," Alex concluded. "There's a cluster of buildings where the liberal arts and humanities are all taught, it's pretty convenient. Some student housing nearby and a nice commons building where we can grab something to eat when you get hungry."

We talked some more about the campus and what we were both thinking of studying. We eventually entered the university grounds and we pulled off from following my dad's vehicle. He waved out the window as we went our own way. Alexa spent a lot of time looking at the campus and the buildings, along with the grounds. She remarked about it being pretty. 

"I'm sure a lot of the buildings look really new to you." I mentioned as I drove. "I know some of the universities in Europe are nearly a thousand years old and some of the buildings must be a few centuries. Oldest buildings here are maybe a hundred."

"It's still very pretty to look at," she said, still staring. "Oh, are there always deer walking around randomly on campus?"

"Yeah, it happens quite a bit," I replied. "It's one of the attractive features of coming here, so students know better to mess with them. The faculty and the student council have come down like the Hammer of Thor on morons who harass the fauna."

"That's encouraging to hear. So you'll just be my tour guide around the place while I check things out? I don't plan to register today or anything."

I nodded. "Sounds good. We'll wander around and I'll tell you about all the buildings and some of our profs." 

We eventually found a parking lot near the building I took most of my courses in and parked. I got out of the car and started to show her around. Predictably by now, Alexa had her cellphone out and was taking pictures of everything that caught her attention. She put her arm through mine casually as we walked and I made no demur. It felt nice to have a pretty girl on my arm, even if she was my aunt. 

Not that anyone around us knew that. 

I was indeed getting subtle looks from people as we walked around, with me pointing things out to her and laughing as I told her stories about some of the insane things that had happened on campus. I waved to quite a few people who called out to me as we walked by.

"Well, you seem popular," Alexa said lightly as we strolled around. "Especially for a freshman. Your girlfriend here on campus with you?"

I looked down at her. "What girlfriend?"

She now looked back up at me. "Am I to understand you don't have a girl? How the hell is that possible?"

"I dunno," I replied, shrugging. "I've mostly been focusing on my studies, to be honest. Yeah, there's a few girls I've gone out with, but nothing long-term or serious."

"That's hard to believe, you're so handsome," she said, as if it was common knowledge. "Are girls really this frigid around here?"

"It's probably not that," I said, blushing. "And it's not that I'm playing hard to get, either. It's just that, well, none of the girls around are worth spending my time on when I could be acing my studies and other activities."

"So you don't even have a casual partner, a fuck-buddy?" she almost exclaimed loudly, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. 

She stopped our walk and looked up at me, her eyes serious. "You're not a virgin, are you?"

I almost laughed. "No, I'm not a virgin," I said as I made us resume our walk. "I'm not the most experienced guy out there, but I've been with a my share of girls and they never complained. It was just never serious for me."

"Well, that's good to hear," she said. "At least you're not some big, slobbering virgin."

"I take it your life in Europe was not without its hedonistic trysts?" I inquired. 

She smiled. "It's safe to say I've been active, not to mention I'm bisexual," she stated, taking another picture of us as we walked. "So I've always had it easy when it came to finding playmates."

"I'd imagine so, looking the way you do." I added, smiling and giving her arm I was holding a squeeze. 

"Oh, that's sweet of you," she said, beaming a smile at me and returning the squeeze. "But seriously, you should at least find a girl who can be a friend with benefits for you, Alex. You're going to explode if you don't."

"Sounds great, but most of the girls I would consider for that role wouldn't go for it and the ones who would I am worried have more diseases than a biological weapons lab. People don't really carry around sexual resumes here."

She giggled and put her cheek to my shoulder for a moment, snuggling me as we walked. The she saw a sign and her eyes lit up. "You have a hedge maze here on campus? Show me, I love hedge mazes!"

Our university did indeed have a hedge maze, thanks to our established and renowned botanical sciences department. We also had a small but decent Japanese garden as well as a Victorian one. I told her we'd see those later but for now, the hedge maze. 

The university was proud of it, and rightly so. It was very well-maintained and the walls were thick and lustrous. It was also quite high, the best part of ten feet. Overhead lights were spaced around the maze and turned on after dark to prevent excessive abuse of the dark and remote locale. During the weekdays during class hours, though, traffic was minimal. 

In we went and she seemed genuinely thrilled to be walking around. Her camera saw plenty of use as we wandered about. The walkways were carpeted with lush green grass and just wide enough for Alexa and I to walk side-by-side if she pressed a little closer to me. Eventually I just put my arm around her. 

"That feels nice," she said softly. "It's nice to have someone you can be comfortable with physically."

"Yeah, it is." I agreed, smiling down at her. We walked around for a bit, determined to get lost. Finally we found the center of the maze, a small open area with a small sculpture at the center, a bronze sphere sitting on top of a tapering stone plinth. It was maybe five feet tall and had a plaque with a Latin inscription. She took a picture of us in front of it, wearing cheesy grins.




Alex & Alexa Ch. 02



"Sedit qui timuit ne non succederet. Do you speak Latin?" she asked, looking at the plaque. 

I nodded. "Yeah, it says 'He who feared he would not succeed sat still'. Do you speak it?"

She giggled. "Of course, silly. Latin and Greek, in addition to the languages of the places I've lived. Karen says you're really good with languages too."

"I guess I am and I love learning them and analyzing them," I replied, nodding. "I don't speak anything exotic like Danish, though. I speak Latin, French and a little bit of other languages I've taught myself."

"Mmmm, I love French," she mused as she leaned back against the sculpture and looked up at me. "One of my favourite languages to speak. So pretty and meaningful. Say something to me in French, I want to hear how your voice sounds when you speak it."

I thought for a moment, not happy about being put on the spot but also not the least bit interested in disappointing her. I considered for a moment and smiled at her. 

"Tu as de très beaux yeux." I said. I meant it too. That made it easy for the words to come right away. Alexa blushed at my statement for a moment and then smiled at me, her sapphire eyes dancing. 

"Tu penses vraiment cela?" she asked. 

"Qui ne voudrait pas?" I replied, grinning. 

She fanned herself at the compliment, still blushing a little. "More women need to speak French around here, your voice will make their panties drop, for sure."

"I dunno about that." I chuckled. 

"I'm serious," she protested, trying to look mildly indignant that I'd dared to disagree with her. "Your accent is not quite Parisian, but it's certainly not bumpkin or provincial. It was lovely to hear, trust me."

"Well now I'm flattered." I said, smiling. "So say something to me in one of the other languages you speak."

She thought about this for a moment and then smiled up at me. "Aš esu labai traukia jus."

I tilted my head. "What did that mean?"

She smirked and winked. "I guess you'll just have to learn Lithuanian if you want to find out."

"Not fair!" I laughed, pulling her to me and hugging her. She laughed and squirmed as I tickled her sides. I relented after a few seconds and she held me tight as she caught her breath. She finally looked up at me, seemingly confused. 

"You're sure you're not a virgin, right? Because girls should be throwing themselves at you, I'm telling you. You're funny, charming, smart, good-looking and genuinely nice. So what's wrong with the women here?"

"I'm flattered and I couldn't say." I replied. "Maybe none of them are as great as you."

She blushed at what I said and then thought for a moment. "D'you know what a Dutch kiss is?"

I shook my head. 

"It's basically just a kiss you give someone for any old reason," she explained. "Just spreading affection across the world. I'll give you one because you deserve one."

"If you say so," was my response. "What do I do?"

"Kiss me back is all you need to do. It's not weird because I'm your aunt, is it?"

I laughed again. "We've already established that particular dynamic doesn't work for us, so yeah, it shouldn't be a problem."

"Good," she said, turning us around so I was now the one against the sculpture. "Now don't be tense, a Dutch Kiss is just for the hell of it, okay?"

I nodded.

She certainly didn't seem nervous about it, since she put her arms around me and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me firmly. I put my arms around her back and returned the kiss, thrilling to the feel of her soft body pressed to mine. Her wonderful breasts squashed to my chest, her trim stomach flat with mine and our hips touching. I felt I stir down there I had no hope of preventing, but she didn't respond to it. 

Her lips were warm, tasting of a lightly cherry gloss. Her hair was next to my face and smelled of herbs. Her fingers flexed on my back and she hummed very lightly into my mouth. I'd kissed plenty of girls before, but it had never been like this. 

She slowly broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, a hint of a smile on her face. "See? A Dutch Kiss. And you did well."

"Thanks," I said, smiling back. "Like you said, kiss for the hell of it, right? Now I just need to find girls to practice on."

She sighed whimsically and grinned. "Well, if you find no one smart enough to volunteer, I suppose you can rely on me."

"Sounds good," I replied. "Assuming, of course, that my parents or anyone they know don't find out."

"Good point," she admitted. "Teaching my nephew how to Dutch kiss, Karen may not quite understand."

"Then we won't tell her, okay?" 

"Deal," Alexa said, leaning in again and giving me another kiss. We then stood and she put her arm through mine while looking around the center of the maze. "Crap, I don't even know where we came in, do you?"

"Possibly, but I think it'd be more fun to rely on your confusion to escape our prison." I declared, putting my hand over her eyes to shut them and then spinning her in place a few times. She giggled and protested but did not stop me. I finally stopped her and let her lean on me while she recovered and then told her to pick a direction.

She pointed somewhat dazedly in a random direction and I led her into one of the lanes of the maze. She sighed and put her head on my shoulder as we walked, having no clue where we were going and not really trying, either. I don't think we were ready to escape the maze yet.

Ten minutes later, we still hadn't found our way out. She leaned against me, laughing. I held her gently and she finally looked up at me. 

"Alex, it's okay for you to hold me, you know. I won't break and I've been held tight by plenty of people I liked a lot less than you."

I nodded, determined to keep up with her. I put my arms around her and held her tight, loving the feel of her luscious body against mine. She caressed my back as we hugged and then smelled my chest. 

"You really do smell nice," she said softly. "Not just what you're wearing but your body scent."

"Thanks," I said, my cheek against the head. "I've gotta admit, your scent really does it for me too."

"I noticed," she giggled, causing me to blush. She smiled and patted my chest. "Oh, don't be silly and embarrassed. If I couldn't get that reaction out of you then I'd be the one who was embarrassed. A girl doesn't keep her body that close to a boy's if she minds a reaction. It's natural and I'm flattered."

"Well be really flattered then, Alexa, because I've never known any girl as pretty or sexy as you." I admitted. She didn't say anything for a moment but looked into my face and caressed the hair on the side of my head. She smiled somewhat shyly and turned away a little.

"You're never going to stop earning Dutch Kisses at this rate," she murmured. "Shall we keep walking?"

"Do we plan on staying lost or do you need to see more campus?" I asked cheerfully.

"Oh, I don't feel lost with you around," she purred, taking my hand and walking along. "So here's the deal- every time we stop to conclude we're lost, we Dutch Kiss. Deal?"

"I've never wanted to stay lost on purpose before." I mused, smirking at her. She giggled and pressed herself to me and kissed me again. I held her and returned the kiss, noting that she pulled her camera out and snapped the act before resuming walking, pulling me along by the hand. We ended up back at the center and I had to catch her because she was laughing so hard she almost fell. 

"Oh my God, I suck at this..." she tittered, allowing me to bring her to a stone bench nestled against one of the hedge walls. She didn't sit down beside me but rather on my lap, like it was the most natural thing in the world. I knew something would start stirring and hoped she wouldn't feel it. 

She turned and smirked at me and I knew I was busted. 

"I know, I know," I said quietly. "Don't be afraid of what's natural."

"Damn right," she said, wiggling her butt gently against my hips for a moment. "Nothing for either of us to be embarrassed about."

She sat on my lap for a few minutes, seemingly lost in thought. I sat patiently, my hands placed gently on her waist while she ruminated about something. She took a few pictures of us, one of which showed her kissing me on the cheek again. Finally she stood up and took me by the hand, picking a different route to try and escape the maze. I think we were both secretly pleased when we had to admit were were lost again and forced to share a Dutch Kiss. She pushed my back against the hedge wall and then leaned in to kiss me, her feet leaving the ground. I held her as we kissed, trying not to worry about crashing through the wall. Thankfully it held. 

Her eyes were dancing as she pulled me along again and we finally made it out on the opposite side we'd entered from. She clapped and bounced in delight as we emerged, throwing her arms around me in a big hug. She may not have noticed the passers-by staring at us but I certainly did, especially the women. It was a pretty damned good feeling. 

"That was so much fun!" she exclaimed, her eyes dancing eagerly. "You are definitely the guy to get lost with. So what shall we do now? It's hot today, Karen told me about how muggy this city can get in the summer because of lake effect, but I didn't quite understand."

I considered. "Well, we can either head indoors, or there's an awesome shade tree not far from here I like to study under. It's canopy is low but spreads very wide, almost like one of those savannah trees you see in NatGeo."

"That sounds great," she said enthusiastically. "Let's go there."

I took her hand and led her to the tree, the sight of which delighted her. She said it reminded her of a tree she'd once sat under in the Zoological Gardens in Berlin. She flopped down near the base of the trunk, arms and legs spread out, looking at the boughs and foliage not far above.

"You were right about how low it was," she remarked, taking more pictures. "There's barely two meters of clearance before the canopy. That's amazing."

"It's great to study, because you still feel like you're not completely exposed, you know? It feels... secure." I agreed as I sat down next to her, looking down at her face. 

"Hm, it'd be a great makeout tree when the traffic was scarce," she mused, smiling. "Have to come back here."

I laughed. "You'll have no end of volunteers for that activity once you're attending, best believe it."

She blushed and then moved over to settle her head onto my lap, one hand on my thigh and gazing out over the green stretch of the campus. 

"You're so kind," she said softly. "It'll be great to come here with you in the new semester."

I grinned and stroked her hair. "You pretty much decided?"

She nodded. "You guys are my family, I want to be with you while my life sorts itself out. Do you suppose that's okay?"

I gently pulled her up to a semi-sitting position and held her hands, looking into her eyes. "I think that's perfect," I said, nodding honestly. "Alexa, I'm serious, take my room, it's the least I can do for you. I'll make the basement my man cave and everyone will be happy. I'd love to have you live with us."

Her eyes shone as she leaned in, taking my cheek in her hand and kissing me on the lips gently, almost... lovingly.

She pulled away from the kiss and sighed happily. "Alright, show me more of this campus before my lips get chapped..." 

***

We sat in a corner of the cafeteria, one of many spread around the campus, but this one serviced the several thousand students that attended the liberal arts buildings. We'd chosen a remote location that was away from the main area and partially obscured by plants. We were drinking beers and I ate a hoagie while Alexa was powering her way through a burger excitedly. 

"Ugh, it's so greasy and tasty," she said immediately after swallowing. "There's four slices of bacon, cheese and an onion ring on here, not to mention barbecue sauce. This is so bad for me and it's wonderful!"

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," I laughed. "It's just plain old cafeteria food to me."

She nodded. "The food in Europe, speaking from a strictly sybaritic point of view, is much more flavourful, but this has a quality all its own, because it's greasy and naughty and so damn bad for me."

She kept making wry faces and smirking as she drank her bottle of beer, clearly amused. 

"Don't blame me," I said, holding up my hands. "I offered you a perfectly good micro."

"Yes, but there was a moose on the label," she protested. "How do you expect me to equate moose with something tasting good?"

We laughed and talk more, the food and beverages now gone. She was sitting quietly, tracing her fingernail around the mouth of her beer bottle, something on her mind.

"So tell me something," she said, smiling at me. "And be honest. When I woke you up this morning, you had, well, you were rather aroused, if memory serves."

"Yeah," I said, blushing and rubbing the back of my head. "Still not quite over that little fiasco."

"Maybe, but be honest," she said, speaking quietly now. "Who or what were you dreaming of?"

I raised an eyebrow. "What is this, truth or dare?"

She shrugged. "If you like."

I sighed. "I'll be completely honest. I don't remember. Once I woke up like that, I pretty much forgot everything I'd been dreaming about."

"Poo," she said, pouting prettily. 

"Why, were you hoping it was you causing my boner?" I asked, looking at her squarely. 

"Well, maybe a little," she admitted, turning her eyes to look at the floor. "You have to admit, that would be flattering, wouldn't it?"

"Yes, I guess it would," I laughed. "Okay, your turn. Truth or dare?"

She looked at me for a moment and her eyes glinted with amusement. "Dare."

She and I both knew I wouldn't dare her to do anything outrageous, since word traveled around campus quickly and their was no telling what might get back to my folks, therefore she seemed quite confident in her statement. 

"Alright," I said, wearing a small, evil smile. "Lift your shirt and show me your bra. Five seconds."

Her eyebrow raised now, but then she peered past the tall plants to make sure no one was looking our way. She then took the bottom of her shirt and raised it up, exposing her bust to me. My eyes widened as I took in the sight of her chest- she was easily a 38DD in North American sizes and the black, lacy bra she was wearing deserved an award for the incredible job it did of somehow containing them. 

Then her eyes went wide as I pulled my own phone out from its concealed position on my lap and snapped a picture of her, fully exposed. I grinned evilly and she whispered something under her breath. It sounded like 'perkele', but I couldn't be sure. 

Five seconds was over way too fast and she lowered her shirt, looking at me in amusement. "See anything you like?" she asked impertinently, swirling her finger in some barbecue sauce still on her wax paper and then bringing it to her mouth to suck it off while still looking at me.

I took a deep breath and sighed. "Absolutely. I expected you to refuse."

"Glad I didn't?" 

"Oh yeah." I said heavily. "You're beautiful, Alexa."

"Well, it's not the first time you've said so, therefore I believe you," she said cheerfully. "But you snapping that pic at the last moment? Well done."

"You're rather, um, unashamed about your body." I said, trying to sound delicate.

She shrugged. "It's only a bra. My bikini tops are smaller than that and I'm supposed to be seen in those. People are so hung up and repressed here about the silliest things."

Alexa then grinned. "And yes, you'll get to see my bikini top, probably tonight if we use the hot tub. Sound good?"

"Uh, yeah, sounds great," I said, stumbling over myself at the thought of her tits restrained only by a tiny bikini top. "You have a deal."

"Glad to hear it," she said casually, rising to her feet and adjusting the bottom of her tight shirt. "Show me some more buildings and then it'll be time to meet up with Karen and Mike. I want my last two hours to count."

I showed her around some more and aside from holding my arm, nothing noteworthy happened for the majority of the tour. It was only close to the end and a couple of minutes before we were due to meet my parents that she deviated from the tour plan. We were in the botanical sciences building when she decided to visit one of the greenhouses. She took me by the hand and dragged me into one, enthralled by all the flora around us. It was one of the more tropical greenhouses and quite humid inside. 

It was also empty of guests, except for us. 

She stopped beneath some large palm trees, turning to look up at me, her hands on my chest. She smiled warmly at me, her eyes deep and crystalline. 

"Alex, this has been a great day," she said softly. "You showed me around the university I'm going to go to, you've kept me laughing and entertained, but most of all, you've been wonderful and kind to me. I've needed that a lot recently, and you're not just my family but you're becoming a very good and dear friend to me. Very quickly. I want and even need you to know I appreciate it. So much."

I smiled and nodded, trying not to shift back and forth from foot to foot nervously. "I- thanks, Alexa. You've really come to mean a lot to me, too. And quickly. I-"

She put a finger over my lips, silencing me, still looking into my eyes. "I brought you here because we're going to be around company soon, and constantly. I wanted to give you one last kiss. I don't know if it's technically a Dutch Kiss, but it's an expression of my genuine appreciation for what you've done for me and also who you are. Do you understand what I mean?"

I nodded. 

"Good," she said, putting her arms around my shoulders. "Then kiss me..."

I didn't hesitate. I took her into my arms and pressed my lips to hers. Her body almost seemed to melt against me and the world fell away, our existence no bigger than the tiny space beneath a greenhouse palm tree, but vaster than the whole universe. I could feel my heart and hers beating together, lost in an eternal moment. 

Lost with this beautiful girl. My friend.

My aunt. 

And I really didn't care at that moment. 

***

We were laughing and having a great time while we ladled out our portions of food from the various boiling pots ensconced in our round table. Mom, dad and I came to this place frequently while Alexa had been to several such restaurants in Europe so we were all at home here. Alexa seemed to have an impressive appetite when she was relaxed and comfortable, because she ate several helpings of beef, lamb and vegetables by herself. Pretty sure only my dad ate more than she did, and that was just to prove he could. 

Toward the end of the meal, mom excused herself to go the ladies room while dad got up to pay the bill. There was silence until we were sure they were out of range and then Alexa smirked at me, patting her finger gently against her lips.

"You sure that my lipstick and gloss were back on correctly when we met up with them?" she asked, giggling nervously. "You took my original coating of it right off my mouth with that kiss, you know."

I smirked at her. "This from the woman who tried to suck my fillings out when a Dutch Kiss unexpectedly became a French kiss."

"Psh, you don't have any fillings," she retorted. "And yeah, that kiss did get a little intense, didn't it?"

I nodded. "Yeah, it did. Good thing we managed to stop ourselves right before that old prof came in to check on his plants, right?"

She let out a low exhale. "Yeah. The prof..."

"And I'm still baffled as to how you managed to snap yet another picture during that." I laughed. "But yes, your lipstick was perfect once you reapplied it," I added assuringly. "They didn't give it a second glance. We tidied ourselves up pretty well."




Alex & Alexa Ch. 02



"Heads up..." she said suddenly, indicating my mom's return. I went back to picking at the last of my food while Alexa brought up some generic subject and I nodded in response without really looking at her.

"God save me, Alex," my mom exclaimed as she walked up, giving me a withering glance. "The minute your father and I leave the table you become a virtual lump! Can't you entertain a pretty girl for two minutes on your own without spacing out?"

"Sorry." I mumbled. 

Mom looked at her sister. "You're sure he didn't just dump you on-campus and didn't wander off in a fog?" 

Alexa nodded. "He did just fine. He showed me around the buildings where I would likely be taking my courses and his answers were both succinct and lucid."

"Thanks for the endorsement." I muttered, earning me a caress on my shin from her foot under the table. 

Mom sighed. "I swear, if your father had been one tenth the doughhead you're proving to be around girls, I never would have given him a second date, no matter how cute his butt was."

"What's this about my butt?" dad asked as he strode up while Alexa snickered. 

Mom tilted her head at me while looking at him. "Prince Charming here did 'just fine' in showing his aunt around campus, with responses to her queries ranging from succinct all the way to lucid."

"Wow, good job," dad teased, grinning at me. "Keep it up and maybe we can get you a job in the campus hospital as an anesthesiologist."

Alexa now burst out laughing and my mother just rolled her eyes at my dad's sense of humour, something she'd endured for well over twenty-five years. Me? I just sat there and looked disgruntled. It was now part of an act Alexa and I had agreed to, in order to keep my parents from finding out how close we were becoming. 

We left the restaurant and Alexa was about to get into my car with me when my mom stopped her, shaking her head. 

"Allie, drive home with Michael, if you will," she said, easing her by the shoulder towards my dad's 4x4. "I want to have a word with Emily Post here about keeping good company."

Alexa looked at me before she climbed into the car and gave me a small wave, a gesture I did not return. The trip home consisted of my mother lecturing me about being nicer and more accommodating to my aunt. 

"I don't understand," she groused. "You both love languages, you both love political sciences, you love anthropology and history... you two should be getting along like gangbusters."

I said nothing but merely sighed. 

"I'm pretty sure she's making an effort to reach out to you, so what's the deal?" she asked, looking at me. "She's your aunt, Alex, and she's much closer to your age than she is to mine, that should make it easy for you. The only thing she and I really have in common is sharing a mother and we're both frighteningly smart."

"Well, as long as you're modest about it." I quipped, trying not to smirk as I drove. 

"Don't you snark at me, Doctor House," mom warned shooting me a look. "I don't care if you need to reach so far down that you pull yourself inside out, you are going to be engaging and friendly from now on. Capisci?"

"Yes..." I sighed. 

***

Later that night, my mom and dad received a phone call from a colleague who wanted their assistance with some issue. The friend lived on the far side of town and dad suspected they might stay and would not be back til morning. And while they seemed to think that Alexa was perfectly capable of looking after herself, mom gave me a stern advice squarely in the middle of the kitchen where dad and her sister could hear her. 

"And as for you," she began, her arms folded as she looked me dead in the eye. "Don't you dare disappear downstairs to play games or watch movies or whatever. At least not without your aunt. Watch a movie with her in the living room or teach her to play a game, whatever. But you damn well socialize and be nice."

"Ja wohl, mein mommadant..." I grumbled. She looked at me once more before shaking her head and then hugging her sister goodbye. Dad patted me on the shoulder and followed mom out to the car. Once the door closed, Alexa and I walked into the dark living room and looked out the big bay window, making sure they actually left. Once they were gone, she turned to look at me and smirked.

"You know," she began, poking me in the chest. "You wouldn't get so much crap if you were nicer to me..."

At this I started laughing, all my accumulated grumpiness draining away. I pulled her to me and hugged her close, enjoying the feel of her body and the way she hugged me back. 

"Big challenge," I retorted. "How could I be nicer to the woman I was playing tonsil hockey with less than three hours ago?"

"Well, yes, but that was more of an impromptu shinny game that a scheduled match," she pointed out. "Not that it wasn't a good one, though."

I shook my head. "Still can't believe you know things about hockey. Most Europeans don't know shit about it."

"Except the Swedes and the Finns," she chided. "That and I'm not actually European."

"I know, it's still weird, though," I sighed. "Okay, so I have to be courteous and nice and keep you entertained. What wouldst milady like to do?"

She pondered. "You think they'll be back tonight?"

"Unlikely," I replied. "They never are when they go to see the Stevensons."

"Then it's easy," she said brightly. "Jacuzzi."

"Deal. I'll go fire it up and then get some beers." I declared. She clapped happily and ran off upstairs. I went out to the back verandah and uncovered the hot tub. I loved our backyard, it was large and surrounded by tall conifers and willows, meaning we had privacy from neighbours who might feel nosy. Once it rumbled to life, I went inside and got a six pack of beers, the ones with the moose on the label, just so Alexa had to try it. 

I went down to the basement and found my bathing shorts, changing into them quickly before going back upstairs and grabbing two plush towels from the closet where we kept supplies for the hot tub. I lit the citronella candles around the deck, making sure that bugs would be a minimal bother. The last touch was to uncover and turn on the stereo and mp3 player attached to the hot tub. Not only would we have beer and be bug-free, we'd also have whatever music we liked. 

"You nearly ready down there?" Alexa called from the window almost directly above me, which happened to be my old bedroom window. 

"All set," I replied, giving her the thumbs up even though I couldn't see her because the light in the room was off. "C'mon down when you're ready, I'm gettin' in."

I clambered in and settled down on one side of the tub, facing the screen door so I could see Alexa when she came out. The night was gorgeous and I turned on some light jazz music. Maybe two minutes later, the screen door opened and Alexa came outside, wrapped in a towel and carry her small purse. She smiled brightly when she saw me. 

"Glad to see you're settled in and relaxed!" she said as she let the towel drop away from her body. I couldn't help it, my eyes went wide- she was wearing one of the smallest bikinis I'd ever seen. Her incredible breasts were barely restrained by the shiny black material, even more perfect than my imagination had allowed for. Not that I was complaining, mind you.

She undid and flung aside her top, freeing her breasts from their tiny confines. She was walking up the small wooden steps and preparing to get in when she saw my face and paused, initially wondering what was wrong but then smirking. "What? Is this about my boobs?"

"You, uh, seem to have misplaced your top..." I rasped, my throat rather dry. 

"No, I left it right where it belongs," she replied, pointing toward the deck, where it lay in a tiny heap. "Why would I keep myself restrained in a bikini top once I knew your Karen and Mike weren't going to be joining us?"

"I... well okay, fair point," I said, recovering. "It's just unexpected is all."

She shrugged. "Not like you have to wear a top when you go to the beach or go swimming, is it?" she countered, now stepping inside the pool. I took in the sight of her whole body now and it was simply perfect. Her shoulders were supple and smooth. Her breasts were full and in spite of their size they didn't sag, with small pink areolas and nipples on her fair skin. Her torso nipped down into a trim stomach and gorgeous hips. Her bikini bottom was very small, leaving little to the imagination and as she stepped over the wall of the jacuzzi to get in I could see the fabric that covered her pussy giving way, allowing a peek at her netherlips. 

She settled in and sighed happily, sitting opposite me. "Now this is going to be wonderful," she sighed. "Beer me, please?"

I shook myself out of my reverie and grabbed one of the beers while she took another picture with her phone, opening the top and passing it to her. She looked at the label and smiled wryly. "The moose, hm?"

"Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it, right?" I replied, taking a stiff pull from my own bottle in order to help calm myself after that wondrous display. She considered and then nodded, taking a decent swig of it and then held it in her mouth, grading the contents. She swallowed and grinned. 

"Passable when served cold," she declared. "An acceptable offering."

"Thank you, oh goddess of European swag-beers," I teased, laughing. "Do you actually like it or are you just being polite?"

By way of response, she put the bottle to her lips and drained it easily. The then clunked it down on the side of the jacuzzi and looked at me. "I'll take another."

"My kinda girl." I said, grabbing another and twisting off the top before handing it to her. She looked confused for a moment. 

"I thought these weren't twist-off caps," she said. "Didn't you use the bottle-opener on the first one?"

"Oh, uh, yeah, I guess I did." I mused, not really thinking much about it. "Don't worry, the seals are good."

"It's not that," Alexa stated, still confused by something. "Let me see one of the unopened bottles, if you don't mind?"

I passed her one and she tried to twist the top off with her hands. She paused to dry her hands thoroughly on her towel and tried again, unsuccessfully. She sighed and handed it back to me. "Could you, please?"

I shrugged and twisted the top off, displaying the defeated bottle. She giggled and smiled at me. "Well, you're definitely strong."

"Oh, thanks, yeah, I guess I am," I said, putting the bottle down next to the one I was finishing. "I swim competitively at the university and work out, so I'm probably stronger than your average freshman."

"Going to be big and brawny like your old man the professor one day?" she teased, winking at me.

"Probably," I replied, enchanted by her lovely smile. "Can't bulk up while I'm swimming, but dad says to make sure I work out all my muscle groups in a gym so that my body doesn't adapt exclusively to the swimmer's build."

"Smart cookie, your dad," she remarked casually, taking another pull of her beer and taking a picture of the bottle before looking at me. "But this isn't fair," she said, gesturing at me now with her hand. "You've seen me and my boobs now, I haven't seen you shirtless. Stand up, let's take a look."

Knowing better than to resist (and not wanting to, even if I was nervous), I put my beer down and stood up, water cascading off me as I showed myself to her. Alexa took in the sight of me and grinned widely.

"Vaizdeliai," she said under her breath as she stared at my body, a smile playing over her face. I wasn't surprised when she took a couple of pics of me. "Come closer."

I moved forward and she put her hand out and ran her palm over my defined pecs and then over my stomach, which, I am proud to say, definitely had a six pack these days after months of working out my abs. I had to try not to shiver as the pads of her fingers traced down my skin. 

"Definitely explains why hugging you feels so good," she said softly. "That's quite the master-crafted work you've got going on, Alex."

"Thanks," I said, hoping my voice didn't quaver at her touch. "Takes work, but it's worth it."

She stood now, her magnificent body glistening with water, it was mere inches from mine when she looked up into my eyes, her own deep and emotive. 

"Hug me?" she asked in the softest voice ever.

I drew her to me and wrapped my arms around her. Her soft breasts pressed to my chest, her stomach to mine, hips once again touching. I could feel our hearts beating and was acutely aware of how erotic this whole situation was- I was hugging an incredibly hot girl in my jacuzzi and we were both mostly naked. 

But there was more to this somehow. Alexa was my family, someone who had experienced great loss, moved to a new world and needed comfort. She considered me her friend, not just a family member. This realization didn't not make the situation any less sexual in my mind, whatever it was in hers, but it added certain depths and dimensions to it that might bear consideration in the future. 

She kept her cheek on my shoulder, eyes closed as she caressed my back. We hugged for close to a minute before she looked up into my face and pressed her lips to mine. We held one another, sharing the kiss and I'd finally given up on trying to contain or suppress my body's reactions to this sort of thing. She finally broke the kiss and giggled. 

"Don't worry about it," she said softly. "Wouldn't have hugged you if I was afraid of that."

She sat down again, taking my hand and pulling me to sit down beside her instead of on the other side of the hot tub. She was sitting on a higher shelf now so that her breasts were above the waterline and I could see them clearly. 

"You might as well get used to them, they're not going anywhere," she said, smiling at me. "Girls around here must be so uptight if this is how people react to a little skin."

I shrugged. "Doesn't help that you're hands-down the prettiest girl I know. Seriously."

She smiled and caressed my cheek. "I'll take your word for it, it's good for my ego. Then again, so is telling myself that I was responsible for that dream of yours this morning."

"You probably were, even if I can't remember it." I admitted. "You were the last thing I was thinking about when I went to sleep."

"Well that's gratifying to hear," she said sweetly. She took another pull from her beer and then stood up, wiggling over to get the remaining unopened beers and bring them back to us. I tried not to stare but apparently failed miserably because she giggled as she caught me. "Oh you..."

We sat and drank more beer while looking out into the darkness, letting the music play. I had put my arm around her and she snuggled closer, pressed into my side. She took more pictures, including some of us turning our heads in to kiss. Eventually, though, she made a wry face and reached down under the water. She fiddled around with something and then casually tossed her bikini bottoms out of the jacuzzi and onto the deck. My eyes went wide again, since she was now sitting next to me completely naked.

"What?" she said, giving me a quizzical look. "Water's really warm, it was uncomfortable. And bikinis are for beaches, if even then. How do you put up with it?"

"Got me," I sighed, reaching down with my free hand and shimmying off my swim shorts before throwing them aside with hers. "Better?"

"Consider it gender equality," she said lightly, smiling. "So, what shall we do?"

I considered, trying not to sound apprehensive. "Anything that doesn't require me to stand up."

Alexa fell forward, giggling at my statement. "Oh, my God, you are too funny," she wheezed. "Well, that answers my question, we need to make you finally relax."

She rose out of the water facing away from me. I was treated to the sight of her magnificent ass. She turned her head and smiled at me. "This is my butt. I have one, just like everyone else."

"It isn't like everyone else's." I thought to myself. 

She brought her hands back and gave her butt cheeks a squeeze and a bit of a bounce. She then turned around and cupped her breasts. "These are my boobs, I believe you've seen them before. And this..."

She now stepped a little closer to me and put one of her feet up on a sitting ledge, opening her legs to me. "This is Táohuāyuán."

In spite of my shock, I smiled. "That means 'peach blossom garden' in Mandarin."

She smirked at me, her legs not moving as she presented herself. "You know Mandarin?"

"Teaching myself," I replied, staring staring stupidly. She shaved her pussy and it now glistened at me, still wet from the hot tub. Her lips were perfect, the hood of her clit modestly covering its treasure. "Not that I'm really good, but I like to think I'm making progress."

"Well then," she said, lowering her leg casually and standing in front of me. "You'll have to teach me."

"I...might not be any good at that," I said haltingly. "I can-"

She now leaned in and pressed my face between her breasts, holding me there so I almost couldn't breathe. I struggled for just a moment before realizing that was completely stupid of me. 

"You... will... give... auntie... what... she... wants..." Alexa said firmly, still holding me in place. "Am I achieving clarity?"

I mumbled a response and gave her a thumbs up. She released me and and I fell back into my seat, taking deep breaths and shaking my head to clear it. I finally exhaled deeply and she sat down next to me and looked at me, one arms resting on the edge of the hot tub while she traced a fingernail over my pecs. 

"It's not going to be this difficult to get you to relax all the time, is it?" she asked. 

"No," I replied finally. "You're just... unusually liberated about things, I guess."

She shrugged. "I'm not claiming the all European ways are superior to the ones we have here, but there are things I grew up with and have no intention of relinquishing, one of which is to not be so uptight about the human body. I know I can't be like that all the time, but I'm hoping I can at least be like that around you."

"Trust me, I'm not objecting," I said. "I'm just playing catch up, you know?"

"Good," she said. "Your turn. Stand up."

I was very quite for several moments. "That's... not a good idea."

"Because we're naked in a jacuzzi and we've kissed and I nearly suffocated you with my boobs so now you're turned on?" she said plainly. "Well, how do you know I wasn't when I showed myself to you?"

"Harder to tell with a girl," I muttered. "Especially when you're in the water."

"Okay, fair point," she laughed. "At least that proves you're not a virgin. Still, there's no point in being neurotic about it, I'm not going to freak out because you have a hard-on."

I sighed again. "Because you'd be embarrassed if I didn't, right? Fair enough..."

I moved forward in the water and stood, facing away from her. She got a good view of my toned butt before I slowly turned around, my massive erection bobbing above the water. A huge, almost giddy smile played across her face before she giggled.

"Good thing you moved away before you turned around or you'd have put my eye out," she said cheerfully. "That tent post you were pitching this morning wasn't a lie, you're really hung, Alex."

"Thanks," I said, rubbing the back of my head but actually feeling myself relax with her scrutiny. "Wish I could claim credit for it, but it's just what I was given."

"Well, it suits the rest of you perfectly," she purred, patting the seat next to her and allowing me to sit again. "I'm really hoping that you and I can be casual around each other, Alex, because with other people around, it won't be possible and I'll miss it."

"I understand." I said. "I'd be happy to, just give me a knowing wink or something if I'm going all provincial on you."




Alex & Alexa Ch. 02



"Of course," she said, leaning in and hugging me. "Here, let me rub your shoulders, you're tense."

She moved me down onto a lower seat and then sat above me, her legs on either side of my body. She began rubbing my shoulders with her hands, which kneaded into the meat where I seemingly had knots I didn't know were there. The warmth of her body so close to me kept me hard and I was glad I was sitting deep in the water. 

"You're very strong," she said softly, still massaging. "I love how your body feels."

"You're really good at massage," I murmured, relaxing in spite of my boner. "You've got a magic touch."

"Karen says you're a natural too," she whispered, her mouth near my ear. "You'll have to reciprocate for me one day."

We were silent for some time while she massaged my neck, shoulders and upper back. Finally, she hugged herself to me, her breasts squashing into my back and her face next to mine. 

"Feel better?" she asked.

"My shoulders feel great," I said readily. "Thank you."

"Well at least some of you is relaxed now," she quipped. "You'll have your work cut out for you later."

I blinked. "Come again?"

"Pardon the expression," she said, giggling. "I was saying that you've got some major tension issues elsewhere, Alex, getting rid of it will be a challenge."

"What? Oh..." I said, finally cluing in as to what she was talking about. "Yeah, that'll... take some work."

She laughed. "You're allowed to say you masturbate, Alex, it's fine. God knows I do often enough, it keeps me sane. And with all the change happening in my life right now, I am going to be doing it a lot, I imagine."

Every once in a while, you could hear a tiniest note of worry in her voice, which was so at odds with her normal confidence. Sometimes it was hard to remember she was a nineteen year-old girl preparing to go to university in a country she'd never been to before but was actually from. 

I didn't know what else to do, so I pulled her to me and hugged her. She melted into my arms and held me tight, her face pressed to my shoulder. I stood up and took her with me, holding her hands in mine as I looked down into her eyes while we stood together in the middle of the jacuzzi. 

"We're all here for you, Alexa," I said gently and honestly. "I know mom and dad will do everything they can, and I promise I will too. I want you to be happy, especially while you're here with us."

"Alex..." she murmured, looking into my eyes and touching my face. "May I?"

I smiled. "Another Dutch kiss?"

"It might be a little more than that..." she said as she pressed her lips to mine and kissed me deeply, not unlike the kiss we'd shared earlier in the day at the greenhouse. This one, however, was intentional and we held one another tight as our mouths opened and tongues began to tangle. I could feel my massive erection pressed up flat against her stomach, throbbing as it yearned for release. I could feel her breasts squashed to me and how they moved against my muscles while she pulled herself closer to me. 

Alexa moaned gently into my mouth, her hands wandering down my back and finally finding my cheeks, gripping them. I did the same, allowing my hands to trail down, exploring her sensuous curves before finding the pert cheeks and grasping them. She moaned as I gave them a squeeze. Our tongues wrestled between us, bodies beginning to tremble with was becoming an undeniable desire. I could feel her belly beginning to squirm against my cock. 

In spite of the fact that the kiss became more fearsome, she seemed to be trying to restrain herself somehow. Her hands pulled me closer, our hips meeting and I reciprocated. My heart was thundering in my chest and I could feel hers too. She actually pulled herself up and into my hands, which she now sat in as she kissed me. I was holding her in the middle of the jacuzzi while we made out. My cock had slid down beneath her and was standing in front of me, touching the bottom of her pussy and her ass. 

"God..." she whispered. "No... not yet... not yet..."

Very slowly, with great difficulty, we broke the kiss and remained still, just breathing. She was still sitting in my hands, my cock running beneath her. She looked into my eyes as I slowly lowered her down to her feet. She didn't react as she settled over my cock, which sat beneath her rigidly. She kept her arms around me and looked into my eyes. 

"That was close..." she sighed. "Just... hold me for a little while longer..."

She now turned around and nestled back against me, making sure my throbbing shaft was still running beneath her pussy, now poking out in front of her. I wrapped my arms around her and she leaned back against me, exhaling and putting her hands on my arms. She didn't seem to mind my cock beneath her. The feeling of her soft cheeks against my hips...

"I'm glad we can be close like this," she said quietly. "Do you promise we can be casual like this?"

"I promise."

She nodded and then led me back to the seats, where we settled down again with her sitting on me, facing out. My cock stood between her thighs, her pussylips resting against it. I held her while she snuggled back into me. In spite of my erection, I felt calm. She tilted her head back and kissed me on the cheek. 

"I want to say something..." she whispered. 

She stood up and brought me with her. Looking off into the night, she took a deep breath. She looked back at me and her eyes were almost smouldering. 

"Alex, I know I've kept you aroused all day, teasing you and kissing and so on," she said in a voice barely above a whisper. "It wouldn't be fair of me to make you work out all that tension on your own, wouldn't it?"

I blushed. "You- y'don't have to-"

"Shhhh," she said, smiling at me. "Just trust me, okay?"

I nodded and she now bent forward, resting her forearms on the edge of the jacuzzi. Her incredible ass was pressing against my raging cock. She looked back at me and wiggled her behind. 

"Go ahead and cum," she breathed. "Don't fuck me, but make yourself cum, okay? It's the least I can do after how nice you've been..."

One thing that is obvious in a situation like this is that you don't say not to the girl's suggestion, because she just put herself out there and rejecting an offer is both stupid and dangerous. I nodded and took hold of her hips, pressing my cock up between her cheeks. It felt wonderful and we both shivered as I began to move against her. 

"Go on, darling," she purred, resting on her hands now and helping me by squirming her ass in slow circles. "And don't worry, I can make myself cum too..."

I didn't hold back and slid my cock back and forth between her cheeks, causing us both to moan. Alexa squirmed and purred in response to my movements. We could both feel my cock throbbing and pulsing as I ground it against her ass.

"Gn, God..." she moaned. "Slip it between my legs if you like..."

I took hold of my cock and I brought it down her ass to beneath her pussylips, but the head dragged over them, splitting them slightly, as well as brushing her clit before finding the gap between her legs. She gasped and giggled at the touch. 

"Naughty boy," she whispered. "Go ahead and fuck my legs. My pussy's nice and wet on top of you."

As good as her ass had felt, this was even better, pressing me closer to her. She squeezed her legs tight around my shaft, allowing me to pump back and forth. I could indeed feel her slippery pussy on top of my shaft and it was heaven. If I focused, I could feel them splitting along the length of my cock as I slid back and forth, even her tiny clit brushed by the bulging head as it went through. 

"Mmmmmm, Alex..." she breathed, arching her back and squirming back against me. "I think we both needed this after today..."

I nodded, not really able to speak. My hips trembled as I pushed back and forth, fucking her thighs. Strong and slow strokes we could both feel. She squeezed and wriggled her inner thighs around me. Her fingers flexed and gripped the edge of the jacuzzi. Our movements became stronger and faster. I could feel that wonderful, familiar tingle beginning to build in my balls and I knew when I came that it was going to be hard. 

"Are you close, Alex?" she panted, still grinding against me. 

"Uh-huh!" I grunted, not able to say more. 

"Gnnnn, me too," Alexa moaned, squirming faster. "Oh, God, we'll cum..."

We both panted and strained, my hands gripping her hips as I strained against her, gritting my teeth...

Alexa and I moaned as loudly as we dared when we came together, squeezing her thighs tighter than ever around my cock. I began to spurt, thick, gooey ropes shooting from my pulsing head. I drew back between her thighs and began pumping my shaft furiously with my fist, my cum splattering over her ass and lower back. She groaned through clenched teeth as she pushed back against me, shuddering. I was still cumming when she turned herself around, leaning back against the edge of the jacuzzi and letting me cum on her tits and her stomach. 

"Ohhh, God!" she panted, reaching down and fingering her gooey pussy as I continued to cum, my pearly white offering glistening on her skin. I couldn't believe how hard I was cumming and leaned forward over her, using one hand to support myself while I kept jerking off. I looked down our bodies and watched her fingers skillfully manipulating her pussy, her pink inside wet with cum. 

Finally I seemed to slow down, my breath coming to me in heaves as I tried to compose myself. Alexa seemed to be calming down too, her eyes meeting mine as we slowly pleasured ourselves, coming down from our shared bliss. We stared at one another, saying nothing before I stood back up and she sighed and sat on the edge of the jacuzzi. 

"Well," she said, looking down at her body, which glistened with my sticky cum. "Either I teased you into a total frenzy today or you were really pent up. She drew her index through a huge glob on her breasts and pulled it away, a long strand leading back to her soft flesh. She smiled as she rubbed it between her fingers before taking another glob and popping it into her mouth and humming, apparently pleased. 

She looked at me and smirked. "You finished?"

I looked down at my cock, which was still ramrod-erect as it stood out in front of me. Cum still dribbled from the head. I tried not to blush. 

"That might be why you have no dates," she quipped, winking at me. "Girls are afraid you're going to rip them apart or drown them. That was really something."

She beckoned me to come closer and I complied. She put her hand around my shaft and began stroking slowly, squeezing gently toward the tip. She smiled as more cum began dribbling out, leaning in and pressing the cockhead against her breasts, smearing the cum around on her skin. I shivered at her touch and she giggled. 

"Quite the effect I have you, isn't it?" she said lightly. She held my cock up at an angle and examined it, as if assessing it for quality or defects. Another squeeze of her thumb along the vein on the bottom and she conjured up yet another glob of my cum. She put her mouth over the tip and sucked the cum off me before releasing me and grinning. 

"Look at me," she said, gesturing to her cum soaked torso. "Hard to believe only one guy did this."

"What can I say?" I replied. "You bring it out in me."

"Literally, apparently." Alexa mused. "God, look at my little peach blossom..."

I joined her in looking at her hips and my eyes went wide- her pussy was completely sticky and drenched in my cum, which had trickled down from her tits and stomach. She rubbed her fingers against it, pulling them up to look at them. She licked them and then smirked at me. "Hope you're proud of yourself, getting me all goopy like this."

I smiled. "Kinda, yeah."

This made her giggle again and she pulled me to her and we hugged, my cock stuck straight up between us. I made a noise of protest as she squirmed, smearing my own cum all over me from her body. She kissed me, holding me to her. I loved kissing her and she seemed quite partial to kissing me, so this was a great arrangement. 

She broke the kiss and cupped my cheeks in her hands, pressing her forehead to me. 

"Just when we thought our day couldn't get any more enjoyable, right?" she purred. 

"I have to agree, yeah," I said, rubbing my nose against hers. "Hard to believe we've only known each other two days, isn't it?"

"Possibly, but maybe we've known each other a lot longer," she said, pulling her head back a little bit to look into my eyes while she stroked a hand through my hair. "Maybe we just weren't in the same place at the same time for it."

I knew what she meant, but that was a little deep for me since I'd basically just cum my brains out. She giggled and poked my nose. She then leaned back again and looked down at our bellies, where my cock waited between us. She took it in her hand and trailed it down her stomach and finally letting it touch her pussylips, which she toyed it against.

"Two days..." she murmured. "It doesn't feel like it..."

Alexa finally looked up at me, her eyes shining with a sated serenity. "We should clean ourselves up, Alex. I think you might need to change the jacuzzi water too."

"I'm thinking you might be right," I replied, nodding and staring while she teased my cock against her pussy. "There's a little stand-up shower around the corner of the deck if we want to use that to wash off."

"I'd love to," she said heavily. "But I don't trust myself at the moment. I'd... I'd better use the shower upstairs."

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," I agreed, knowing what she meant. "But it was a wonderful day and night, wasn't it?"

Alexa smiled warmly. "The best. Let's just rinse off in here and then head to our showers, okay?"

We both knelt in the hot tub and got the sticky effluences off us. She then exited the tub and grabbed her towel and drying off. She waited for me to get out and dry myself before I set the water on the jacuzzi to empty and then to refill early in the morning. We walked into the house together and stopped in the open area where the stairs up to her room went one way and mine down to the basement went the other. She turned to look up at me.

"Thank you, Alex," she said softly. "Today was... wonderful."

I nodded. "I hope it was one tenth as good for you as it was for me, Alexa."

"It was, I promise you," she said, stepping closer. "I've got to go upstairs and get away from you for the rest of the night, but... one more kiss?"

I nodded and we melted into one another's embrace, mouths meeting and tongues tangling as we kissed deeply and lovingly. Maybe my body was just tired from my colossal orgasm, but the feel of her beautiful body was not arousing so much as it was comforting. Even her pussy pressed to my now soft cock was not thrilling, it just felt... right...

We stopped kissing and she took her phone out of her tiny purse and took one more picture of the two of us before she said goodnight and wiggled her way up the stairs, looking back to make sure I was watching her ass as she exited. 

Down in the shower, scrubbing my skin, I finally asked myself a question that should have been pestering me all damn day...

"Who the hell can she possibly show those pictures to?" I wondered. 

***

I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling when my phone bipped at me. I picked it up to see the message.

"Skype?"

I smiled cheerfully as I set my my computer up and was rewarded with the sight of my lovely aunt once Skype was active. She beamed a smile and waved at me. 

"Hi," she chirped. "You still naked?"

"Yup." I replied simply. 

"Prove it..." she dared, smirking. 

I nodded and led moved my laptop to allow the webcam to trail down my body, eventually revealing my resting manhood. I brought it back to my face. 

"Your turn." I countered. She grinned and stepped back from her computer, revealing her gloriously naked body. She teased my by squirming and grinding around in a small circle like she was dancing to some music only she could hear. 

"Are you positive your parents are gone for the night?" she asked, coming back to her screen and resting her chin on her forearms. 

"Mostly, but not for sure," I replied, bummed that I wasn't completely certain and couldn't be. "I'd love to say yes, but even a ten percent chance is the wrong ten percent to bet on."

"Poo," she sighed. "I could've used a snuggle buddy tonight, but that just sounds like an unnecessary risk, doesn't it?"

"Afraid so," I agreed. She must have been wonderful to sleep next to. "Bummer."

She giggled. "Always loved that expression when I heard it. But I did have a suggestion for you, if you're amenable."

"Shoot."

"Well, we've seen each other naked and, well, after tonight in the jacuzzi, I'm thinking we're probably reasonably comfortable with one another's bodies, yes?"

I nodded. I think it was safe to say we'd broken a few barriers today. 

"Well, if we've agreed to leave our computers and Skype open, I think it goes without saying that we can be naked while sleeping, right?"

"I'd like that," I said readily. "I hate sleeping in clothes anyway."

She seemed delighted. "Good! I'll make sure you can see me for the night and you do the same! Thank you again for a wonderful day, Alex! Bon nuit!"

She kissed two of her fingers and pressed them against the webcam lens before heading back to her bed. She slowly crawled onto it, facing away from me and looked back to make sure I was still watching. She wiggled her bum at me, her pussy peeking out from between her cheeks. I reciprocated by placing my laptop in the position she would watch me from and waved my limp cock at her in a gesture of goodbye. I then turned off my lights and climbed into bed.

Today had been so incredible in so many ways. What could tomorrow possibly hold? 

***



Alex & Alexa Ch. 03



Chapter 3- It Could Be No Other Way 

When I woke the next morning, it was to the feel of my phone vibrating next to me. I shook my head to clear the cobwebs and fumbled for the device. I apparently had about eight thousand text messages and yawned will I opened the first... 

"Nice boner, Thunky!" it read. 

My eyes went wide and I looked down my body to notice that I did indeed have a huge erection. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to parse what the hell was going on. Who was messaging me about my hard-ons? 

I froze and turned my head slightly to look over at the nearby nightstand where my laptop sat open, the Skype program still running. On my screen I could now see Alexa giggling furiously as she watched me. She was the one messaging me nonstop. 

I sighed and sat up, memories of everything that had happened the day before flooding back to me. She was still smirking at me when I rose, no longer bothered by my total nudity in front of her. I walked over to the laptop, standing straight up and letting my erection dominate the screen. She laughed gaily and stood as well, centering her hips on the screen and showing me her shaved pussy. She spread her lips with her fingers, exposing her inner pink for me. 

"Looking for somewhere to park that monster?" she teased over the microphone. 

I responded by putting my hand around my rock-hard cock and beginning to stroke it. I heard her gasp slightly and then she began playing with herself, teasing her clit and snaking her fingers inside in response to my show. 

I subtly found an old t-shirt and spread it over my laptop's keyboard while I continued to stroke myself, eyes fixed squarely on the impromptu show Alexa was now putting on. I couldn't quite see her breasts, but I knew one of her hands was playing with them, right above the top of the screen. 

We pleasured ourselves for one another until I heard her moan and her squirming hips shuddered. I gasped and pumped my shaft furiously, beginning to orgasm. My cum spattered my laptop screen as I pointed the head right at her pussy. She moaned loudly as she came too, her free hand now gripping the edge of the dresser her laptop was perched on. 

Finally drained, I sighed and sank to my knees, Alexa doing the same. She wiped a trembling hand across her face, her heavily-lidded eyes trying to focus. I used another old shirt and carefully cleared my screen, thankful for the micro-thin polymer layer I'd protected it with. With the screen clear, she smiled at me. 

"Didn't expect that," she said breathily. "Not that I'm complaining, mind you." 

"Thought taking you off-guard for once instead of the other way around might be fun," I replied, stroking my cock as I knelt, getting the last of the cum out of me and onto the now sticky shirt. "Mission accomplished?" 

"Definitely," she said, nodding. "I was just expecting to tease you while we got up and got going. But that was an amazing way to start the day." 

"What time is it, anyway?" I asked. 

"About six-fifteen." 

I blinked. "Why are you up at such an ungodly hour?" 

She shrugged. "I didn't sleep that much, to be honest. You were sound asleep, which is your loss, because I got really horny during the night and put on quite a show, if only you'd been watching your laptop." 

I sighed and shook my head, regretting missing the whole thing. I reached back and took my phone, looking at the screen. "Are all three billion of these messages from you?" 

She giggled and twirled a finger in her beautiful golden hair. "Maybe. The first ones are all the pics I took yesterday, thought you might want them. The rest are from when I got... busy." 

I chuckled. "I'll have a folder of reverence for them on my computer in no time." I flipped through the messages. "Hm, here's one from mom. Says they'll be there until about noon. They want us to meet them for lunch at some quaint old restaurant that is in a converted barn." 

She looked pleased. "That's nearly six hours from now. Meet me in the kitchen. No clothes." 

I nodded and closed my laptop, finally giving the poor thing a break. I finished cleaning off my cock and went upstairs completely naked and bringing only my cellphone in case the parents called suddenly. 

I had just made it to the kitchen when Alexa came bouncing downstairs, gloriously naked. Beaming a megawatt smile like no one else I knew could, she strode up to me and threw herself into my arms, pressing her lips to mine and kissing me deeply. I held her tight and returned the kiss with interest, thrilled to feel her body next to mine and thankful that I didn't immediately get hard at her touch. 

Hands wandered and roamed, caressing and exploring as we kissed, tongues tangling, tasting one another's mouths. This was, hands down, the most thrilling and intoxicating thing I'd ever done. And I hadn't even fucked her. 

Alexa moaned as she leaned herself back against the kitchen island, my body pressing into her. I could feel her still moist netherlips against my cock and we both shivered at the sensation. Our hips squirmed slightly as we expressed a mutual and taboo desire for one another. 

She broke the kiss and looked up into my eyes, taking my hands and placing them on her breasts. I squeezed and massaged them, causing her to moan loudly, her head falling back, her voluminous golden hair cascading across the kitchen island. I brushed my thumbs over her nipples, causing her to shudder and gasp. I pinched them gently between my thumb and forefinger and she bit her lip, almost keening or whining in pleasure. 

She hugged me again, trembling, her face buried in my shoulder. 

"Okay... okay..." she murmured. "I've got to stop... or I won't be able to... oh God..." 

Reluctantly I complied, but I knew exactly what she meant. There was a bridge we weren't prepared to cross and we had come real close, real quickly. We had explosive sexual chemistry, apparently, made all the more agonizing by the fact that she was my aunt. I released the hug and stood in front of her, looking down at her, my hands on her arms. My cock was still pressed to her pussy, but neither of us said anything about it. 

She took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. "Wow... now that was a wake-up call. You sure know how to get me going." 

I nodded. "Yeah. And you really bring out the beast in me." 

She smiled. "I'm glad. You make me feel like a total nympho. It's just... we have to be careful, Alex. I-" 

I placed a finger over her lips, smiling gently. "No need to say anything that neither of us wants to hear, Alexa." 

She sighed again. "No sense ruining a moment with words, right? I'm getting addicted to our moments, mind." 

I laughed and hugged her before grinning. "Isn't this a Kodak moment, the two of us standing buck naked in my parent's kitchen and making out?" 

She nodded. "Damn right it is." She had her cellphone in hand instantly and snapped several pictures, showing our grinning faces with out bodies pressed together. She also took one of me motorboating her magnificent breasts and another of me nibbling at her peach-perfect ass cheeks. Of course, she knelt down and took several snaps of her face next to my cock, holding it up and almost touching her tongue to it. She took some shots straight down between us, showing my manhood nestled to her pussy. 

For the last few pictures, though, she led me over to the long chesterfield in the living room. She asked me to take several pictures of her in various positions, some of them coy and many of them erotic. For one she spread her legs wide and pulled her pussylips apart, her coral-coloured inner pink visible. 

She then had me kneel between her legs and take pictures of my cock resting on her pussy. She also filmed while I slid the shaft along her slippery lips, splitting them and pressing the head against her clit. Then she switched and laid me down before straddling me, pressing her glistening slit against my hardening cock. She slid back and forth along its growing length, the lips once again split around it as it pressed to my belly. 

"Can you cum like this, Alex?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I can cum quickly like this." 

I nodded and she began squirming back and forth on me eagerly, still filming. She rested the arm of the hand holding the camera on the back of the chesterfield, pointing down at our grinding pelvises. This allowed me to reach up and massage her breasts, causing her to shiver and moan, pressing her hips down on me even harder. 

My cock was incredibly hard again by now as she rocked and ground on me. We were both breathing heavily, looking into one another's eyes. Bodies trembled as we moved faster and faster against one another until she arched her back and cried out. I groaned loudly and came again, splattering my stomach and chest with my cum. Alexa ground on me feverishly as she bathed my cock and entire groin in her sticky essence. 

She eventually slowed down, trembling and sighing as she steadied herself. Smiling down at me tiredly, she whispered a 'thank you' to me and sat still. I could still feel my cock pulsing as it allowed the last of my cum to dribble out. 

Once she was calm and composed, Alexa smirked down at the mess on my belly and chest, still somehow filming. 

"Damn, you're the gift that never stops giving, aren't you?" she giggled. She swirled some of my cum up on her finger and put it in her mouth, sucking it off. She then did something I didn't expect and slid her body forward, her pussy moving along my stomach and smearing it all over her lips. She sighed in satisfaction at the feel of it, seemingly. Her hand came down and she used her fingers to smear my goo all over her peach blossom. 

"Mmmm, don't worry," she said, smiling down at me angelically. "I've got one of those implants that are super-effective and I already know I can get them here too." 

I nodded, actually somewhat relieved. I clasped her breasts again, giving them a gentle squeeze. She giggled and settled down onto me, kissing me. I wrapped my arms around her and she shifted her hips around until my cock sprang up beneath her, against her butt cheeks. It felt good to not have it in the way between us. We kissed and nibbled one another's lips for some time before she finally sat up, stretching her arms out and allowing me to see her glorious body. She beamed a smile down at me. 

"We'd better get showered or we'll be stuck like this and need a super-solvent to get us apart. I don't relish trying to explain to my sister why my cunt is glued to my nephew's cock." 

"That makes two of us," I chuckled, waiting for her to slide off me before rising myself. As I did, she knelt down in front of me, kissing my chest and stomach, sliding her tongue around the skin and licking the cum off me. I watched as she worked before she smiled up at me. 

"I love cum," she said, wiping a strand away from her lip. "I'd hate to see it go to waste." She then tilted her head at my now limp cock. "May I?" 

I nodded and she took my deflating shaft and kissed it almost reverently, then sliding her tongue along it, getting the cum off me. She massaged her fist up and down the length, pressing her thumb along the underside and squeezing the last of it out of me. She lapped it up with her tongue before looking up at me and winking. 

Then she kept her eyes locked on mine as she slowly took the length of my cock into her mouth, all the way down to the base. She held her mouth there for a moment, thrilled by my look of amazement before pulling back and kissing the head one last time. 

"You look like no one's ever deep-throated you before," she said as she stood. "First time?" 

"Yeah, actually," I replied. "Good job." 

She giggled. "Well, even though your dick is still big when you're soft, it's even bigger when you're hard, that'd be the true challenge for a girl and where I assume everyone came up short." 

Alexa now took my hand and led me upstairs to the bathroom, smiling back at me as we walked. 

"I don't know about you, but I'm orgasmed out at the moment," she said as we reached the bathroom. "That being said, if you are too then I think we can be trusted to shower together without losing control. You with me?" 

I nodded. "Pretty sure if I tried to cum again I'd just shrivel into a pile of dust." 

Alexa giggled again, a sound I'd never get tired of. "You're right, you do have a sense of humour. I'm glad. C'mon, let's wash one another off and make out in the shower." 

Not surprisingly, her phone followed us in, once she assured me it was water and steam-resistant. Freaky European phones. She turned on the water for us and we stepped in together. We held one another close as the water cascaded down on us, looking into each other's eyes. The kiss we shared then was inevitable, an expression of an ever-deepening affection that neither of us could explain or ignore. 

We began washing and lathering one another, giggling and having fun as we explored one another's bodies. I knelt and blew raspberries against her ass cheeks, causing her to squeal in surprise and squirm to get way, but I held her firm. She struggled and my slippery grip could not completely hold her and she turned around. 

My mouth was now on her wet pussy. We both froze for the briefest of moments but I recovered and was determined to not let the moment become awkward. 

Not for her. Not for Alexa. 

I pushed my mouth against her and began planting gentle kisses all over her lips. She gasped and trembled, her hands coming to rest on my face. I kissed her long enough to make sure what had happened could never feel like an accident and then kissed my way up her body, past her stomach and her breasts, giving each one some loving, my tongue flicking against and swirling around her nipples. She hugged me to her until I reached her face and she kissed me again. 

"Thank you..." she murmured. She then kissed her way down my body until she arrived at my cock, still thankfully limp. I leaned back against the wall as she cleaned me and then kissed up and down the shaft, massaging it gently with her hands. 

When she stood again, we just held one another, saying nothing. It was only once the water began to run cold that I looked at her and suggested we get out. She nodded and I turned off the water while she clambered out, handing me a towel. 

"It's not even eight o'clock," she remarked. 'What shall we do?" 

I pondered that for a moment before going downstairs to retrieve my phone. I came back up and called mom while we stood in the bathroom. It wasn't long before mom picked up. 

"What's wrong?" she asked. "Did you lose your aunt?" 

"No, mom, I didn't lose my aunt," I said testily, causing Alexa to giggle silently. I waved at her to shush while I tried to talk to my mother. "I'm pretty sure she's still asleep in her room. Probably still jet-lagged and culture shocked. You know these Euro types." 

Alexa raised an eyebrow at my statement and then decided to make me pay for it. She began swaying back and forth in front of me, running her hands through her wet hair, smiling seductively at me. She was making it very difficult to concentrate. 

"She seemed alright after we left?" mom asked. "You did keep her company, right?" 

"Yes, yes," I muttered as Alexa turned around and wiggled her behind at me, moving backwards until her ass was squirming against my cock. "She was perfectly- she..." 

"She was perfectly what, Keats?" mom said dryly. "Come on, use your words." 

I sighed, trying to ignore Alexa as she knelt in front of me and took my cock in her hand and then in her mouth. Even though I was still limp, she held it steady and bobbed back and forth along its length, driving me to distraction. "She seemed to have a good time before she went to bed." 

"Splendid. What did you do to keep her entertained?" mom asked, clearly not finished with her interrogation. 

"I watched- we watched a monster movie and- unh! - I showed her how to play a few of my games." 

"A true scholar and gentleman. And what has you so distracted?" 

I took a deep breath as Alexa finally released my cock from her mouth and stood. I thought I was in the clear but then she clambered up onto the marble sink top and faced away from me on all fours. She reached under herself and spread her pussylips, displaying her insides to me again. 

I just stared, dumbfounded. 

"Alex? Alex!" mom snapped. "What are you doing?" 

"Sorry," I said finally, trying to collect my thoughts while Alexa teased a single finger up and down her lips. I couldn't look away. "After your sister went to bed I stayed awake all night and played my games. I was on a roll and didn't want to stop." 

Mom sighed. "Well, that's your problem. You still have to bring her to lunch at the red barn restaurant. So whether you stayed awake all night or not, be prepared to act bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, because you'll continue to be sociable. Questions?" 

"I guess not," I muttered, still watching Alexa finger herself, enjoying torturing me. "I'm sure I'll find a way to manage." 

"Good," mom said finally. "Dad and I will see you noonish." 

"Okay," I said, nodded, giving no indication in my voice that mom was done with me. "Gotcha." 

"You're so grandiloquent," she sighed. "Hanging up now." 

"Uh-huh." I replied, subtly, not indicating that I was ending the call. As I finished hitting the 'End' button, my snaked my other hand forward and slid my index finger straight into Alexa's slippery pussy without warning... 

She shuddered and then squealed in shocked before thrashing about and tumbled off the sink top. I was ready, however, in case she lost her composure and caught her before she crashed to the floor. I held her in my arms and smirked at her evilly. Her eyes were wider than dinner plates as she stared at me and her chest was heaving like a medieval bellows while she trembled in confusion. 

"Holy shit..." she said finally, sucking in her breath to try and relax. "You... kusipää..." 

"I think we're even now," I said cheerfully, still holding her. "Wouldn't you say?" 

She rubbed her face with both hands and sighed. "I guess I had that coming, didn't I? Good job on not letting me know you'd ended the call." 

I laughed and carried her to her bedroom, where I gently deposited her onto the bed. She flopped back on it, her legs over the side while she looked at the ceiling. I sat down next to her and caressed her stomach, trying to help her calm down after I shocked the hell out of her. 

"So they're in no danger of coming back," I said. "They're determined to meet us for lunch now, which'd save them gas if nothing else. And they're still determined to believe that I'm doing nothing to keep you entertained or occupied." 

This elicited a giggle from her. "If they only knew. So, shall we eat or what?" 

"Lady's choice." I said simply. "I am nothing if not amenable." 

She smiled. "Well, to be honest, after that rather active morning of exertion, I'm kind of tired. Why don't we snuggle up here in my bed and sleep together until it is time to get ready?" 

I nodded. "That sounds wonderful, Alexa." 

She smiled warmly and we crawled under the light coverlet, holding one another and kissing, expressing our newfound and very natural affection. Bodies tangled together, fitting like pieces of a loving puzzle, we drifted off, waiting for my alarm to indicate that duty was finally upon us. 

*** 

My alarm began beeping and I sighed and stirred, feeling my lovely aunt do the same. Her body was still wrapped with mine and we pressed our lips together in another kiss of greeting. We hummed contentedly into one another's mouths, tongues tangling playfully. My cock seemed to have recovered from its earlier exhaustion because it was growing hard as her pussy pressed to it. Alexa giggled and reached down to caress it slowly with her hand, causing me to shiver. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 03



"Hey, big boy," she whispered, although I wasn't sure whether she was talking to me or my johnson. "Did you have a good nap?" 

She ended our kiss and began kissing and nipping her way down my body slowly, finally arriving at my now-erect cock. She took it in her hands and kissed it gently, occasionally trailing her tongue along the underside while looking up at me and winking. 

She then enveloped it between her breasts and massaged it, smirking as I groaned in pleasure, her soft skin driving me wild. 

"So what kind of time do we have?" she asked coyly as she fucked me with her tits, occasionally flicking the tip with her tongue or taking it just inside her mouth. 

I sighed and tried to focus past her torturing me, pressing the heel of my palms to my eyes. "Uhhhhnnn, ummmm... dammit, we need to leave in maybe twenty minutes." 

Alexa pouted for a moment, even as she massaged me. "Oh well..." 

She then turned around and sat on my hips, facing away from me, her magnificent ass facing me and her puss now squashed to my flattened cock. She slid it back and forth slightly as she turned her head and winked. 

"Guess we'll be postponing playtime, hm?" 

She clambered off me and pulled me to my feet, hugging me and kissing me, promising we'd pick up later. We cleaned ourselves off and then I sat on the bed and watched while she dressed herself. She wiggled into a tiny thong, putting on a show for me. Then she put on a ruffled skirt and a pretty blouse. It was a very attractive look for her and not quite as provocative as what she'd worn the past two days but still very nice. She then put her hair in a long, elegant braid and smiled beautifully as she posed, showing off her outfit. 

"You look amazing, I said," nodding in genuine admiration. "I'll bet you could make any outfit look sexy." 

"Oh, you sweet-talker," she cooed, taking me by the hand and leading me downstairs to my room in the basement. "You know, at this rate, I'd be happy if you didn't find a girl for a while, keep you to myself for a bit." 

She sat me on the bed and kissed me before winking. "Now let auntie find an outfit for you." 

I chuckled and waited. I found it funny that originally when we met we'd agreed that me referring to her as my aunt and her calling me her nephew was weird because we were only a year apart in age. But in light of our blossoming affection for one another, it seemed thrilling in a taboo sort of way. She rummaged around in my dresser drawer, instinctively finding my underwear on the first attempt and inspected her options. 

She finally picked a pair of black silk boxers and laid them aside. She then found some decent socks and put them with the boxers. Then she went to my closet and selected slacks and a light polo shirt for me and came back to the bed. She stood me up and knelt in front of me, slipping my boxers on. 

"Pretty sure I have the opposable thumbs necessary to dress myself." I remarked, grinning. 

"Yes, but can you kiss yourself all over while you do it?" she asked quietly, kissing my stomach as she adjusted the waistband of my boxers. She nuzzled her cheek against my cock through the silk for a moment and then helped me slip into my pants. She kissed my chest and shoulders as she put my shirt on, leaving the three buttons open. Lastly, she sat me down again and put my socks on, squeezing various points on my feet and heels gently, which felt remarkably good. 

"There we go," she said finally, taking my hands and standing me up, assessing her work. "Excellent. I assume you have some serviceable loafers to complete the look?" I nodded. 

"Good, let's just do something with that shaggy dome of yours and you'll be ready." Alexa announced, leading me into my bathroom, where she rummaged through the cabinets for something. 

"Such a male," she mused, smiling. "I somehow doubt my sister lets my brother keep his toiletries this disorganized." 

I shrugged. "Never had a need to keep that stuff too organized before." I looked at myself in the mirror and then at her. "I want to say we match somehow." 

"No, we don't match," she said casually, still perusing my cabinet. "Your outfit compliments mine." 

I smiled. "So I'm your arm candy, am I?" 

"I could do a million times worse, and have," Alexa replied. "You're the closest thing I have to a boyfriend, and I'm okay with that right now." 

"Me too, actually." I admitted. 

She found what she was looking for and sprayed some mousse into her hands before beginning to work it through my hair with her fingers. "That's not just because finding a worthwhile girl is hard work and I just fell into your lap, is it?" 

I thought about that for a moment. "I guess you did. And... maybe that was how it was supposed to be." 

She kept working the mousse in but her pace slowed, my words somehow affecting her. She stopped and took my cheeks in her hands, looking into my eyes. 

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "That was a very bitchy thing of me to ask. I guess... so much has changed recently and then I show up on your doorstep and you're the most amazing guy and... it just seems so unfair, you know?" 

I nodded, knowing exactly what she was referring to, even if neither of us wanted to say it. "I do. You're the most beautiful and awesome girl I've ever met. I'm stupidly into you." 

We stared into one another's eyes for several intense moments before she closed her eyes and drew a very deep breath. "We need to go..." she said finally. "Get me in the car..." 

I sighed and nodded. We needed to do that promptly or we'd tear one another's clothes off right here and now. She gave my hair some final adjustments before following me out of the bathroom and letting me get my loafers on. We then headed upstairs where I retrieved my keys and took her out to the car. By the time we climbed in, the serious moment had passed and we were our bright and animated selves again. She took more pictures as we pulled out of the driveway. 

"So, how far away is this restaurant in a barn?" she asked, tracing a fingernail up and down my arm as I drove. 

"About... forty minutes, I think." I replied. 

"Perfect," she said, smiling wickedly. "Plenty of time to make you crazy before lunch." 

I dropped my head back against my seat's headrest and sighed, causing her to giggle. "You are the worst-behaved aunt in history, I'm pretty sure." I muttered. 

"That didn't sound like a complaint to me." Alexa purred, winking at me. "But tell me," she continued, shifting her hips and pulling up her skirt. "Do you like this thong on me?" 

"Oh, jeez," I muttered, trying to not crash us as I gaped while she slid her finger up and down the thin stretch of red fabric that barely covered her pussylips. "I... yeah, I like it. Can't you tell, I nearly killed us." 

She giggled and kept teasing herself, daring me to look, which I did as often as I could without wrecking the car. She was apparently turning herself on, because one of her hands eventually went to her breasts and began fondling them through her blouse, sighing and moaning. I kept in the right lane so no one could pass by and see her readily. If anybody passed on my side, I just tried to use my body to block the view, which amused Alexa to no end, seemingly. 

We made it to the restaurant with five minutes to spare and parked next to my parents' vehicle. Alexa adjusted herself while I thought of horrible images to make my boner go away, which it finally did, in spite of her snickering. We got out and walked to the front of the converted barn, where someone greeted us and took us to my parents' table. 

The inside of the barn was rustic yet elegant, a marvelous fusion of design. Long tables were spread around, often accommodating more than one family and they all chatted merrily together, which was one of the appealing aspects of this particular establishment. Alexa had her arm through mine as we walked through and I groaned inwardly when I saw that my parents were sitting with the Stevensons. Dad and Mister Stevenson, a colleague of his from the Biology Department, both stood as we approached. Mrs Stevenson smiled pleasantly while my mother gave me a wry look. 

"Well, that's unexpected," she mused, looking at me. "Who dressed you?" 

She looked at Alexa. "Did you dress him?" 

I rolled my eyes while Alexa laughed. "I made him wait upstairs while I picked out an ensemble for him, but he managed to put it on all by himself." 

"He's never worn those pants or shirt before," mom stated. "I half expected him to show up in a bathrobe. In any event, good job. Allie, this is Dr Stevenson from the Biology Department and his wife, Helen. She's an immigration lawyer." 

"Very pleased to meet you both," Alexa said, smiling warmly and looking very demure. "I look forward to attending the university this fall." 

"Excellent," Mr Stevenson said as we all sat down, with Alexa across from me, something we agreed was appropriate. It meant I almost had to look at her but would make an effort not to, keeping up our ruse. "What do you plan to study, my dear?" 

"Well, assuming they find my credits from Berlin and Copenhagen acceptable, I'll continue with humanities and liberal arts," she answered. "They said if I can make sure my papers are in order, I'd even qualify for a full scholarship." 

"That's delightful!" Mrs Stevenson said, smiling happily. "Karen has already told me all about you and your situation. I said I'd make sure everything went through smoothly. Since you were born here to a full citizen and even have a birth certificate to that effect, it shouldn't be a problem. We'll discuss your available documentation later, though. We came to meet you and enjoy ourselves." 

Alexa seemed genuinely grateful for what my mother's friend told her and it was something of a relief to me that I wasn't the only positive thing in her life at the moment, given that she'd so recently lost her mother and moved to a country she was not familiar with. I'm glad we were such good friends so quickly, but I wasn't selfish enough to think her happiness depended solely on me. 

I mostly sat and listened while we ate, allowing my parents and the Stevensons to get to know Alexa a little better. It occurred to me that I knew her better than mom did, in several important ways. She was a very open and honest person, except where she and I were concerned, thankfully. She once again displayed her considerable appetite, eating generous servings of everything put in front of us. 

"I remember this place before it was a restaurant," Mrs Stevenson mused as she looked around the barn. "It was often used for old hangar dances. Jerry and I would come here and swing dance." 

Alexa's eyes lit up. "I love swing dance!" she exclaimed. "Classic swing, neo-swing, electro-swing..." 

My dad laughed. "Well, we all do it around this table," he said. "Even Alex." 

Alexa looked at me pointedly. "No way." 

"Oh, indeed," mom chimed in. "Did we just manage to add a dimension to Mister 2D here?" 

I sighed while Alexa laughed. "That's an aspect of him I didn't expect, nor did he give any indication of it up to now." 

"Well we'll all go to the next one," mom announced, drinking her tea. "Maybe you can convince him to go and have a good time." 

"I'm really glad I'll be finding activities so quickly," Alexa said, smiling brightly. "There's quite a few clubs at the university I'm interested in." 

"Great," dad said, grinning. "Now if you can get the Hobbit here to join some, then we'll all be in good shape." 

Everyone laughed again and I sighed. I knew Alexa didn't mean it, though, and that made it infinitely bearable. 

*** 

Brunch ended and we were all getting ready to leave. The Stevensons said their goodbyes, especially to Alexa and said they'd see us again soon. I asked my parents if we should just meet them at home. 

"Oh, heavens no," mom said disdainfully. "It's a gorgeous day out, let's all go do something fun." 

"Well, the province did just open that new nature trail a few miles away," dad mentioned. "Let's go and check it out. We're all wearing comfortable shoes, it seems like the time." 

As assertive as mom could be on occasion, she almost always deferred to dad when it came to matters of having fun, so she agreed readily. "Alright, you two follow us and we'll have a good time. See you at the trail." 

We got back in our vehicles and I followed dad out to the nature trail. Alexa and I mostly behaved ourselves, since mom and dad were never more than a few car lengths away, but she had her camera out and snapped lots of pictures, including several upskirts of herself and of her pussy when she pulled her thong aside and sent them to my phone. My aunt was apparently trying to kill me. 

Some ten minutes later, we arrived at the nature trail. The parking lot was free of cars aside from ours, which Alexa and I were mutually thankful for. Dad had some water bottles handy and gave us each one. We began making our way down the trail, which was surrounded on all side by lush deciduous vegetation. We walked and talked, mostly about Alexa's various experiences living across Europe and she was tireless and cheerful in answering the questions. An occasional nudge from my mother encouraged me to ask some as well. 

At Alexa's request, we stopped and took pictures regularly and it occurred to me that maybe a great deal of this was her trying to capture moments in her new life, since I hadn't seen tons of pics from her old one. Did she have very few and was regretting it now? I'd have to ask later and see what she had to show me. 

We came to an open area with a picnic table and sat down, talking about her time in Bologna. After maybe fifteen minutes we stood up and prepared to resume our casual hike. There were two paths now, one that took a higher route and another the lower one but they apparently arrived at the same destination. 

"C'mon, Alex," dad said, clapping me on the shoulder. "Let's give the sisters a chance to catch up on their own. We'll take the high road, leave the shade to the womenfolk." 

I nodded and waved to my mom and Alexa before we jaunted off. Dad seemed to be enjoying himself, with no particular ulterior motive in bringing me with him aside from giving my mom time to be with her sister, which I was thankful for. 

"So what's she like?" he asked as he walked, looking at some wild Trilliums. "Was it a good idea to let her uproot herself and come here?" 

I considered his question for a moment. "She's pretty genuine, I think," I said finally. "What you see is what you get, she's not fake or pretentious. I think... I think she seems older than she is, at least compared to the people who will be her peers. Certainly intellectually." 

"Really smart, is she?" dad mused. 

I nodded. "Yeah, she's gonna tear up the courses she chooses. She'll be ahead in no time." 

"Then you'll have some competition, finally," he chuckled. "She's pretty too, don't you think?" 

"Jeez, dad," I said, scowling. "She's my aunt." 

"Well, yes, but speaking objectively." 

I sighed. "Speaking objectively? Yeah, she's actually gorgeous. But she's still mom's sister and that gives me all manner of squick when I try to think about her that way." 

"Okay, but I want you to understand that the burden of being her friend is going to fall on you," he said, smiling at me. "At least until she finds a good boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever she likes. Your mom and I are secretly counting on you to to make sure she doesn't end up with a douchebag, okay?" 

"I can't believe you just said 'douchebag', dad." I laughed. 

"Why?" he asked. "It was my generation that invented the term, I feel entitled to it, thank you. You kids are just appropriating it, I'll have you know." 

"Alright, alright, say douchebag to your heart's content." I said, admitting defeat. "But quit making me think about you saying it and trying to think about my aunt, okay? Letting her pick my clothes was enough weird for one day." 

"She needs a good friend, Alex, and you're perfect in that regard," dad said simply. "You're her age and you're related to her and you have every reason in the world to make sure she's as happy as possible. We're all she's got now. Your mom and I can help her in different ways than you can." 

"Yeah?" 

"Sure," dad reasoned. "You can at at least figure out a good date for her. Your mom and I would only be guess based on the recommendations of friends or associates." 

"Ugh," I said, making a face as I thought about my mom's peers. "I wouldn't wish that on anyone, especially a family member." 

"Good, just keep it in mind, I'm not asking you to play Yenta or anything. And for your own good and your mother's peace of mind, really try to be friends with Alexa, okay?" 

I was silent for a few moments. "She really means a lot to mom, doesn't she?" 

"You have no idea," dad said, his tone carrying a note of seriousness. "And to be honest, I don't think either of us even can, Alex. Imagine losing someone very special to you a long time ago and you can't even find out about them. Then one day, they're back in your life and you have a chance to make up for all that last time, even if you have no idea who they are now." 

He looked at me as we walked. "Imagine how terrifying that has to be for your mom and her sister, knowing about one another their whole lives but not knowing anything about one another. How awful would it be if they couldn't get along and didn't like one another?" 

"That's actually a really good point," I said. "I hadn't thought about it that way. I guess I just expected it to work out perfectly once Alexa had adjusted to life here in the colonies, you know?" 

He nodded. "And it's not your job to worry about all that. But you've got a new family member in your life now and as far as we can tell, she's pretty spectacular. Just don't squander an opportunity by not trying, okay?" 

I read his words on a level he certainly wasn't aware of and would never know. "Okay, dad. I think I understand a little better now. This isn't an imposition, it's a new chapter for all of us in our own way, right?" 

"That's my boy," he said, clearly pleased. "I know your mom gives you a hard time, but she thinks you're smarter than both of us put together. You've got the grades and academic drive, you just need to make sure your personality and social skills keep pace." 

"I guess I always figured that," I replied. "Even when she's insulting me, there's a humorous edge to the names she calls me. I guess I get my intermittent social reticence from her, since I sure as hell didn't get it from you." 

"Got that right," he laughed. "Going out with you and your mother is downright awkward sometimes, it's as if the act of enjoying yourselves causes you physical pain." 

"Thanks, pop." I said dryly. 

We continued hiking and the conversation turned eventually to my courses and what I had selected for the fall. He seemed pleased with my choices and really wanted to know the details. It was one of the things I loved about my dad was his genuine interest in what was going on around him and in the lives of the people he cared about. 

We heard mom and Alexa before we saw them, laughing and chatting gaily as the two paths met again at yet another rest area. They were walking arm-in-arm and seemed to be very happy. Dad and I arrived seconds before they did and he waved to them as they approached the picnic table. 

"Have a good time?" he called out. 

"Yes, as a matter of fact we did," mom said as they joined us. "We talked a lot about mom and what it was like to grow up with her in Europe before she passed. Apparently she was a real character, right up until her final days in Cardiff." 

"That doesn't surprise me at all," dad said cheerfully. "She was one of the most amazing people I ever met. I miss her." 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 03



"Actually, that was something Alexa and I wanted to discuss with you," mom said, her tone not serious but indicating that outright levity was no longer required. "Mom isn't in Europe, Alexa brought her back here with her." 

Dad nodded while I thought about that for a moment. "Okay. Where do you want to put her, Alexa?" 

My aunt drew a deep breath. "As... strange as it sounds, before she died, mom said she wanted to be laid with my father. He may have driven her away when he had his mental breakdown, but she loved him until the very end." 

Dad looked at my mom and nodded. "That sounds completely reasonable. Karen and I were the ones who had him interred in the family plot a few hours away, so whenever you're ready I'll call the mortuary and have them work on a plaque and we'll get it done." 

Alexa smiled and wiped at the corner of her eye. "Thanks, Mike. You've all been so accommodating and willing to help." 

"Well sure, you're one of us now, right?" he said, grinning. "We're family and we've got to stick together." 

Mom rolled her eyes. "Just be prepared for him and the boy to break into a Ramones 'one of us' chant at any moment', she warned her sister. "Wouldn't be the first time." 

"Gabba gabba hey," dad quipped, standing and looking around. "Shall we push on or start heading back?" 

"To be honest, I'm pretty wiped," mom said. "Helen blathered at me most of the night so I didn't get nearly as much sleep as I should have. Let's head back for now. If we want to explore this entire thing, we'll make a day of it. Besides, Tommy-boy here stayed awake all night playing video games, so he's probably out on his feet." 

"Tommy was about pinball, not video games." I groused. 

"My point's still valid," mom said dismissively. "Anyway, let's go home. We'll order in for dinner, okay?" 

We all acquiesced and prepared to head back. Mom looked at her sister. "Allie, you've got Prince Charming here. Try to keep him talking on the way back, okay?" 

She nodded and my parents went back up the path my father and I had used. That left Alexa and I on the lower path, which we began to walk down. 

"I think you'll like this path," she said as she put her hand in mine. "I made note of several remote areas along the way." 

"Good," I said, squeezing her hand. "After all the flak I've taken, I could use some affection." 

"Oh, auntie's got plenty of that for you..." she purred. 

"Hearing you say that probably shouldn't have the effect on me that it does." I sighed, shivering and making her giggle. We walked for a few minutes until she eagerly pulled me off the trail and over to a small clump of trees and bushes, where we'd be completely concealed. She pressed me up against one of the trees and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me deeply. We both moaned as our tongues met and snaked around one another. Hands roamed around each other's bodies. I squeezed her breasts as she gasped into my mouth. 

"C'mon," she murmured through the kiss. "I think I know an even better place..." 

She broke the kiss and pulled me along by the hand, walking quickly. I already had a raging hard-on in my slacks and prayed no one would walk by us, because it wasn't going anywhere. She found a small, foot-worn trail that led down the slope, though trees and underbrush, towards the sound of running water. She grinned in delight as we reached a little stream, which babbled it way merrily through the forest. Tall trees surrounded us and this seemed like a grove out of mythology. Rays of sunlight came through the canopy of thick leaves above. 

"It's magical," she breathed, totally enchanted with our surroundings. "It's like a faerie grove from old tales." 

"It's incredible," I agreed, looking around while still holding her hand. "I'm really glad you brought me here." 

"I saw the hidden path but we didn't come down," she murmured. "It's even more than I imagined it would be." 

She turned and looked up at me, placing my hand on her heart. "And I'm here with you..." 

I held her close and kissed her again, my heart soaring. In this most magical of places, we kissed without reservation, feeling a strange unity and comfort in one another that I'd never known before with anyone. Time meant nothing to me and the world was no bigger than this grove we'd found. 

The kiss ended and she looked into my eyes again, smiling beautifully. She moved a curl of my hair away from my face and caressed my cheek. 

"I want this to be where we make love, Alex," she said softly. "I'm done trying to deny how bad I want you. But we haven't got the time at the moment, we have to meet Karen and Mike shortly." 

"I know," I replied quietly, my body almost trembling in my desire for her. "I want you so bad, Alexa." 

She pressed her face against my chest. "God, we could make it a quickie, we could... but that's not what I want for our first time, especially here. Please help me be strong, Alex." 

I took a deep breath. "We'll be fine, Alexa. We'll tease each other to madness until we make it back here, make one another cum and have a wonderful time. But I will refrain from making love to you until we are back here." 

She sighed. "Okay. But you promise to keep me riled up and wanting it badly all the time?" 

"No problem whatsoever." I said, grinning. 

"Good," she said, looking around. "But we're not leaving without doing something..." 

She then reached under herself and pulled her thong off. Once she'd done that, she knelt in front of me and undid my pants, slipping them and my boxers down and allowing my massive erection to spring free. 

"Can you cum quickly if I suck you off?" she asked, looking up at me. 

"I'm about ready to burst right now, you shouldn't encounter any difficulties." I said truthfully. She nodded and without waiting slid her mouth down the length of my cock. She moaned around the base as she fondled my sac gently. I took her head in my hands gently as she began to bob back and forth, her hand following her mouth, stroking my shaft. 

The pleasure was unreal, a warm, wet delight as her mouth formed a perfect seal around me. She kept moaning and humming, buzzing my sensitive skin and driving me wild. My fingers flexed in her hair and my toes curled in my shoes. 

Back and forth she went along my length, bringing me closer and closer to ecstasy. Finally, I sighed as loudly as I dared and my hips shook as I began to cum. She sucked on me eagerly, moaning almost in a delirium as she swallowed the first few spurts of my offering. Then she pull her mouth off me but kept pumping her hands along my shaft, watching with a wicked delight as she pressed the crotch of her thong against my throbbing cockhead, smearing the rest of my cum along the inside. 

I waited until she was finished, where she lapped the last few drops of cum out of me, swallowing them happily. She then stood in front of me and raised her ruffled skirt, pressing her pussy against my still-hard cock. The head teased dangerously between her lips while she smiled slyly at me. 

"Soon enough," she whispered. "Soon, you'll be making love to me, Alex." 

She then stepped away and sighed, reached down and pulling her panties back on. "But until then, I'll love to feel you this close to me." She raised her skirt again and let me watch as she used her fingers to rub the cum-saturated crotch of her thong into her pussy, getting my pearly essence inside herself and moaning as she did it. I pulled up my pants as I watched on in wonder. 

"Alright," she breathed. "Let's get back to business. Talk to me about the local flora we come across as we walk." 

We went back up to the path and resumed our stroll back to the parking lot. I dutifully pointed out several types of plants native to the region which she might not know from Europe. I guess she was trying to keep her mind off how horny we both were for one another. She asked questions and I answered them to the best of my ability. 

We finally arrived at the parking lot. Mom and dad were sitting at a bench by the vehicles and he waved to us. Mom, of course, had something to say. 

"There you are," she quipped. "I was worried that Allie had broken her ankle or something and you'd gone all Donner party and just eaten her." 

Alexa giggled while I rolled my eyes. "I kept asking questions about local plants and so on, he was very patient with answering me." 

I now understood why she'd asked to talk about plants- she didn't want to lie to her sister, she was just not providing the complete truth. I had to admit, I was impressed. While I didn't lie to my parents either, we both understood a certain amount of duplicity was absolutely essential here, because they alternative was unthinkable. 

"Plants, hm?" mom mused, clearly not impressed. "At least it wasn't video games, I guess, so that's a step up. Okay, let's get back. We'll see you two at the house." 

We followed them home, driving ourselves crazy with our sexual talk. While we never directly discussed what would happen the next time we were in that little grove, we discussed just about every other aspect of it that we could. And the whole time, Alexa was sitting low in her seat, her skirt flipped up and pushing her cum-soaked thong into her pussy or teasing her clit, making us both wild. 

"So how old we were you when lost it?" she asked, taking pictures and recording film. 

"I was sixteen," I replied. "Just a girl from school I dated. We did it under the bleachers at the sports field." 

"Hm, I was a little younger than you my first time," she mused, smiling. "I was twelve, but European kids seem to start younger than North Americans. How many girls have you been with?" 

"Been with?" 

"Well, let me clarify. How many girls have you fucked?" 

"That would be five," I said. "I've done other things with girls, plenty of it, but in terms of fucking, then five, a few times with each. You?" 

"More than that," she said. "I'm afraid I'll sound like a total slut if I tell you." 

"You won't," I said, my tone serious. "I promise." 

She was silent for a moment before answering. "Well, if you include men and women, then thirty-six," she admitted. "More women than men, but it's almost even numbers." 

"I'm more inclined to ask about the women," I said, grinning. "Been in any group scenes?" 

"Like threesomes or moresomes?" she asked. "Yeah, a few times. It happens at girl sleepovers frequently. Been with several girls at once. Was in a three-way with two guys once." 

"You were the creamy filling in a sausage sandwich?" I laughed. 

"Well, they did fuck my pussy and ass at the same time, yes, but I also had a strap-on and pegged the both of them." 

"Oh, uh... well, no need to worry about that here." I said, trying not to sound nervous. 

"The thought never crossed my mind," she giggled. "You're way too big and brawny and masculine for me to consider that sort of thing attractive." 

"Well, that's good to hear." I said, relieved. 

"What about you?" she asked, still fingering her gooey slit. "Has there ever been a menage a trois in your past?" 

"Just once," I said, nodding. "Two girls last year on campus. It was a good time, although we were all pretty drunk, so it was sloppy." 

"Okay, what's the weirdest place you've ever fucked?" she queried, obviously enjoying our naughty talk while she pleasured herself. 

"It's going to sound childish, but..." I began. "It was a graveyard. I fucked some goth girl on top of her great-grandfather's huge sepulcher. She totally got off on it." 

"Holy shit," she said, not expecting that answer apparently. "That's not childish or lame at all, Alex. You need to fuck me in a graveyard some time." 

"Fine, just not on top of grandma and grandpa, okay?" I quipped immediately, causing her to burst out laughing. It took her close to a minute to finish and she looked at me, her eye glimmering with mirth. 

"Normally I'd say 'too soon', but your timing and delivery were absolutely perfect," she said, trying not to crack up again. "Oh my God, that was hilarious." 

I continued driving and we stopped talking while Alexa fingered herself with increasing urgency until she finally shuddered and moaned, cumming hard. I was glad she was recording it somehow, because I didn't dare take my eyes off the road. She laid back against her chair, chest heaving, her eyes glazed over. 

"Glad mom and dad are a couple of cars ahead of us," I mentioned as I drove. "Don't think I'd want them to be able to see what just happened in their rearview mirrors." 

"You and me both," she said heavily. "But I really needed that..." 

She had composed herself by the time we reached the house and everything seemed normal. 

Unless, of course, my mother decided for some reason to smell the inside of my car, which was permeated with the scent of a woman's arousal. 

We all went inside and Alexa excused herself to go to the bathroom. Mom yawned and said she was going to take a nap. Dad and I were standing in the kitchen talking when Alexa returned, looking suitably refreshed. Dad asked if she planned to take a nap but she said she was awake and feeling fine. Dad nodded and looked at me. 

"Looks like you're on escort duty, Ace," he said. "Stay awake and keep your aunt entertained." 

I sighed and looked at her. "Well, what shall we do?" 

"I'll go get my laptop and I'll take you on a Google Maps tour of some of the places I've lived, okay?" she suggested. I nodded and she hurried upstairs to get her computer. She came back and smiled as she held it under her arm. "But I promise to not be offended if you nod off, either." 

"Okay, you two have walking the streets of Europe!" dad said, waving to us as we headed downstairs to my cave. I kept the door wide open, of course. I heard him going upstairs and listened carefully until their bedroom door closed. Alexa dropped her laptop on the bed and turned and looked at me. "How long do you think we have?" 

"Mom's naps are about two hours when she takes them." I replied. Dad'll fall asleep too so he doesn't disturb her." 

"Thank God..." Alexa said as she threw herself against me and we kissed hungrily, groping one another like depraved sex-fiends. We fell to the bed and rolled back and forth, tongues wrestling sloppily. She sighed gently as I took her bottom lip between my teeth and tugged on it gently. 

"God, I want you..." she whispered, kissing my ear. "I want you inside me. But I want to wait..." 

"I know," I said, squeezing her breast and kissing her neck. "Want to wait..." 

She had undone the button and zipper of my slacks, her hand now down inside and stroking my throbbing cock. My hands reached under her skirt and found her slippery pussy, completely devoid of the thong she'd been wearing earlier. My fingers played over her lips, teasing her and making her moan into my mouth. She pushed my pants down and I kicked them off, suddenly rolling over on top of her and pinning her beneath me. My raging cock sat atop her pussy now and she was looking at me with wide eyes that were a symphony of emotions- trepidation, excitement, fear and lust. 

I desperately wanted to just push my cock inside her. One single thrust and we would both have what we so desperately wanted. I could see in her gleaming us how much she wanted me to take control, to simply fuck her right now in the most primal manner possible. Her pussylips slid beneath my shaft, pliant and willing. 

"Alex..." she said in the softest of voices. 

I sighed and settled down to kiss her gently, moving my lower body off her and to the side, she kissed me back, trembling in relief at my decision. She stroked my face and smiled at me lovingly as we broke the kiss. 

"Thank God you were strong enough," she said, her voice now calm. "Because I wouldn't have been strong enough. At that very second, if I'd been the one in control, I'd have fucked you. I'm glad you had the reins right then." 

"Believe me, I wanted to so badly," I said, holding her to me. "Took all my willpower to not do it, but I remembered how much we wanted our first time to be in that grove. I didn't know I was that strong." 

She smiled and kissed my nose. "Well, I think I can take over from here," she mused. "Even if we stay naked and your cock is all over my pussy, I'm in control of myself now. You don't need to worry. Thank you for your resolve, my love." 

"Well, what shall we do then?" I asked, feeling calmer. 

"If you feel like we won't be discovered, why don't we get naked?" she suggested. I nodded and we removed the rest of our clothing. She giggled and pushed me down on my back, snuggling her body on top of me. We kissed and caressed one another as I let her squirm her pussy all over my cock. I massaged her butt cheeks and she squeaked as I pulled them wide. Her eyes glinted in excitement and amusement as she looked down at me. 

"Think about it," she whispered. "After you've fucked me in the grove, you can try my ass any time you like." 

I grinned. "You like anal?" 

"Oh, I love it," she sighed happily, resting her cheek on her hand and looking at me. "Been a big fan almost as long as I've been having sex. You ever done it?" 

"Just once," I admitted, caressing her bum. "She was really awkward about it, so I was always afraid I was hurting her." 

"Well, you're likely to tear me right in half with that monster," she giggled, reaching between us as stroking my hard cock and then putting it behind her pussy to rest against her ass. "But don't worry, any girl worth her tushie would love to be wrecked by that thing." 

She sat up straight, swaying her torso back and forth like she was dancing for me. She moved her soft ass cheeks back and forth against my rigid tool, teasing me. I watched her move hypnotically, completely lost in how utterly enchanting this goddess was. She leaned forward and brushed her soft breasts against my face, letting me kiss them before pulling away. 

"So tell me something, Alex..." she cooed, tracing a fingernail down my chest and around my abs. "What was the very first thing that occurred to you when you saw me?" 

I made a show of thinking and she coerced my by taking hold of my cock and putting the head at the entrance of her pussy, teasing it just barely through her sticky lips. I shivered and confessed. "I remember being shocked and thinking 'Wow, I can't be related to anything that gorgeous'. What did you think when you saw me?" 

"Oh, now that's a question you should never ask a girl," she chided, smirking. She pressed my cock flat against my stomach and settled onto it, her netherlips split by its length. "But I can't deny you anything, seemingly, so I'll be completely honest too. I was thinking how unfair it was that you were my nephew, because I was instantly attracted to you and enchanted by you." 

I pulled her down and kissed her. I didn't know why she was attracted to me or enchanted by me, but it didn't have to make sense to me. All I knew was that I felt every bit as strongly about her and needed to express it. We kissed deeply and lovingly, bodies nestling together perfectly. 

She smiled and licked the tip of my nose. "When was the last time you had a soixante-neuf?" 

"That depends," I said, squeezing her breasts. "How soon can the next fifteen minutes be the past?" 

Alexa grinned and began to turn herself around, settling on top of me, her pussy in my face. I shuddered as she slid my cock down her throat and I hugged her hips while I began kissing her slit. She moaned around my shaft while I pulled her lips apart and flicked her clit with my tongue. The feel of her hand on my hardness, stroking up and down while she sucked on me ardently was exquisite. My tongue snaked inside her and I tasted her heady wetness. 

She moaned as I gently pushed a finger inside her and put my thumb on her tiny pearl. I lapped at her slowly, just savouring how erotic she felt. Everything about her was enthralling to me, I couldn't get enough of her. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 03



She moaned and pulled her mouth off me for a moment, still pumping with her hand. 

"My ass, Alex," she rasped. "Go ahead and finger my ass..." 

I nodded and kept sliding my tongue up and down her slit and teasing her clit with my thumb while I teased a finger around her rosy little knot. I smeared some of her pussy juice on it and wiggled the tip of the finger inside. She moaned at the intrusion and I pushed the finger into the second knuckle. She tightened and clenched around me as I slid it back and forth while I sucked on her clit. 

"Gnnn, that's so good," she hissed before going back to sucking my cock willfully. "Keep it up, lover. You'll make me cum so hard..." 

We sucked and teased one another until we were both shivering and gripping each other tight. I pushed my finger farther into her ass while I lashed her pussy with her tongue. She squeezed my cock as she pumped it and slid her cock down her throat. I arched my back as she pushed back against me and we both moaned, shuddering as we came. She bathed my face with her pleasure while she swallowed my cum hungrily, determined to take everything. 

We lay together, limp as wet dishrags, trembling and sighing in satisfaction. She nuzzled her face against me, kissing my shaft. I continued kissing and gently licking her, loving how her body felt- warm, soft and... mine. 

Alexa slowly sat up and moved down my body, facing away from me. She slithered her gooey pussy against my cock before lying back on me, bringing my arms around to hug her, hands on her breasts. My cock pressed to her slit, resting comfortably. She turned her head and kissed me. 

"I could stay like this forever..." she murmured into my mouth. "I've never been this content with someone before." 

We kissed as I caressed her body gently, just enjoying the contact. And I shared her feelings on the matter. I loved how we fit together so naturally. I was no longer nervous or the least bit awkward around her. We knew what we both wanted and there was all the time in the world to enjoy one another. 

"You're so perfect," I whispered back, holding her close. "I've never known anyone like you before and you just came into my life almost randomly, it seems. Nobody luckier than me." 

We simply lay still then, resting together. There was no need to speak, no need to express anything, just existing like this was enough for now. 

Before long, of course, that didn't keep Alexa from finding her cellphone and taking pictures of us in all manner of compromising ways. She took a picture of our faces from below her breasts, she took pictures of her pussy with my cock pressed to it or even with the tip pushed inside. She took several of herself with my shaft in her mouth or between her tits. I took pictures of her straddling me in reverse cowgirl, my cockhead pressed to her tiny knot, on the verge of penetrating. Video of her sliding her pussylips up and down my shaft followed and then we were kissing deeply. She finally set aside her phone and smiled at me. 

"I'm glad you are cool with all this," she said as she pulled out her laptop. She took the memory card from her phone and popped it into her computer. "I'm going to put all our photos and videos on my computer. Safer there." 

"Good idea," I said as I watched her. She was still snuggled onto my lap, perfectly content. "Hey, you've already got a folder for the two of us," I laughed. "I'm flattered." 

"Of course," she said simply as she transferred the files. "They're very special to me." 

"You have a lot of folders," I mused as I watched over her shoulder, kissing her cheek. "What language are those folders in? Is that Finnish?" 

"Ooh, you are good," she purred, snuggling into me, apparently turned on by my facility with languages. "Yes, it is. This folder, Koulu, is for school. This one, Matkustaminen, is for travel pictures, places I've been." 

"Then this one, Tuhma, must be where you keep all your private pictures." I surmised, pointing to one in particular. 

She turned her head to look at me. "And how, exactly, would you know that if you don't speak Suomi, good sir?" 

I smirked. "It's got the most files in it. It's the same on my laptop, only mine says Xialiou." 

She sighed and giggled. "You're too clever for your own good, I may just have to have you killed now." 

"Well, as long as you're the one killing me and it's death by snu-snu." I said, causing her to giggle. She looked at me, her eyes glinting with mischief. 

"Want to see what's inside that folder?" she asked. 

"I don't want to intrude," I replied. "But I will admit to being curious." 

"Normally I wouldn't show anyone," she whispered, clicking on the taboo folder. "But I want you to know me. I'm not embarrassed, Alex." 

She showed me the sub-folders. "These ones are just porn pictures I've downloaded, these are probably the ones you're interested in, the ones of me." 

She let me take over using her remote mouse that she had with her, setting it down by my side on the bed. She had expressed her desire to open herself up to me so I clicked on with confidence, opening up more folders. 

"That folder is me with guys, both pictures and video..." she said, pointing to one. "This one is my lesbian folder where I am-" 

She didn't finish talking as I clicked readily on the Lesbian folder, causing her to giggle. "You men are so predictable..." she said finally. 

I perused the contents of the folder thoroughly, my grin growing wider as I watched videos of her with other girls, often several at once. 

"Hey, you like to trib." I said, sounding quite pleased. "It's kinda my fetish, because it's the one sexual act I cannot do or imitate." 

"Yes, I can feel that you like it..." she said as my cock started to swell beneath her. "Glad you approve of my scissoring act." 

I went through the folder of her fucking guys, watching in fascination and remembering everything that she seemed to like. Watching two guys fuck her while someone else filmed, I could see she clearly loved having her pussy and her ass fucked at the same time. I also watched as two guys also fucked her pussy at the same time. I pulled her tighter to me as I watched, giving one of her breasts a gentle squeeze and making her squirm and sigh. 

She had a masturbation folder as well that showed her using her fingers or various toys and sometimes even fucking other objects. I kissed her gently as we watched some of the more unusual ones, letting her know that I was perfectly fine with what I saw. 

I finally closed the folder and smiled at her. "Loved it." 

"Good," she said. "Give me your computer and a USB cable and I'll copy them to your hard drive so you have them whenever you like. I want you to have them, Alex." 

I nodded. "Thank you, Alexa. That's a precious gift. We'll create more memories to share." 

"I know we will..." she said gently, kissing me again. 

*** 

We laughed and chatted around the dinner table, eating the Italian food dad had ordered. We all asked Alexa what she thought of it since she'd lived in Bologna. She giggled and said she was enjoying the food, that the lasagna was very good and she was surprised to find polenta, which was actually from the Romagna region. 

"So do you speak Italian, Allie?" mom asked. 

Alexa nodded. "With a Florentine accent, admittedly." 

"Oh, you should teach it to Michael," mom said almost excitedly. "I'd love for him to be able to whisper in Italian in my ear at night." 

"Hey, you could teach it to Alex," dad said cheerfully. "Maybe he'd have better luck with getting a date." 

Mom snickered as I rolled my eyes. Fortunately, Alexa came to my rescue. "Actually, when we were on the campus yesterday, I witnessed him nearly charm the pants off a young lady by speaking French. It was very impressive." 

Dad looked at me, seemingly impressed. "Really? Good job, tiger." 

Mom gave me a deadpan stare. "In front of your aunt, Alex? You took time out to flirt with a girl while you were escorting Allie around campus? Where's your sense of timing, boy? But he spoke it well, Allie?" 

She nodded. "His accent isn't Parisian, per se, but it's sophisticated and very charming. He speaks confidently and that's a big plus if he wants to woo one of his peers. I had to admire his skill." 

"Grazie." I said, powering through my lasagna, causing everyone to laugh. 

It was a good evening. 

*** 

"Today was quite a day, wasn't it?" Alexa asked as she sat cross-legged on her bed, looking at me through her laptop. She was, of course, completely naked, as was I. This was going to be the natural and preferred way of doing things now. This is what we both wanted and needed. 

"Yeah, it was," I said cheerfully. "I'm really beat from it, but I had an amazing day." 

"Me too, Alex," she said, smiling. "So when do you think we'll be able to go back to that nature trail and enact our intentions on one another?" 

"That depends," I mused, giving the matter some thought. "Best if we have a few hours to ourselves and no need to account to my mom and dad for our whereabouts. So either they need to leave for a day and simply assume we'll stay home or they need to think we're just going out to enjoy the weather and bum around, like you want to get me out of the house." 

"That sounds plausible," Alexa said, grinning. "Convincing Karen that I should get you in the outdoors for a bit shouldn't be too difficult." 

"No to mention it takes the onus off her to try and badger me into it, so she'll jump all over that." I agreed. "Good idea." 

"So, what are you plans for tomorrow?" she asked, winking and smiling wickedly. 

"I was thinking of sitting indoors and playing video games all day." I replied. 

"Well, not if you want inside this," she purred, turning around and pointing her marvelous ass a the screen, reaching under and spreading her wet pussylips. "I personally think this is your better option." 

"No argument there," I said cheerfully. "It's a deal, best one I've ever had." 

She turned and sat again, smiling lewdly and stroking her finger up and down her pussylips. "That makes two of us, darling. I meant to ask, there's an actual dumbwaiter in the hallway here. Where does it to down to?" 

"The room beside mine in the basement, it used to be a larder a hundred years and change ago." 

"So what you're saying is that I could send my worn panties down to you and you can send them back up smeared in your wonderful cum and I can wear them all day without anyone knowing?" she asked, her eyes glittering with naughty mirth. 

I nodded. "Sounds wonderful. Let's get to sleep, tomorrow's going to be the best day either of as has ever had." 

She nodded and we both leaned forward and kissed our cameras and she murmured something in another language I assumed was 'goodnight'. We then placed our laptops in their designated areas where we could watch one another sleep and crawled beneath our covers. We waved to one another one final time before I closed my eyes and began dreaming, thinking of everything tomorrow was going to be. 

***



Alex & Alexa Ch. 04



Chapter 4- All-Consuming Desire 

I woke early, knowing that Alexa was likely also up. It was also my parents' day off together, so they would sleep in. Better still, they were both sound sleepers, so we could make a little noise in the house without arousing suspicion. 

I looked over at my laptop, which sat on a small TV tray right by my bed and saw that Alexa too was stretching and waking up. She saw me looking at her and came forward to her screen, kneeling on all fours, her lovely breasts wobbling below her. She smiled serenely and blew me a kiss. 

"How'd you sleep, lover?" she asked in a soft voice. 

"I slept well, thank you," I said, rolling onto my side to look at her. "My dreams, which I remember well, were very entertaining and totally Alexa-centric." 

"Mmmm, glad to hear it," she said warmly. "Because I dreamed of you and I have the morning dew to show for it..." 

She reached under herself and played her pussy for several seconds and then brought her fingers back up to display for me, demonstrating how sticky they were. She stuck them in her mouth and licked them off, making a moaning sound and then smiling at me wickedly. 

"That was all you," she cooed. "You made me this wet and today you're going to have to finish what you started." 

"Looking forward to it." I said, pointing the webcam I'd attached to my laptop down at my cock, which I was stroking to hardness. "Oh, and just so you know? My parents have the day off and will sleep in til around ten. And they're also sound sleepers, you'd have to fire a cannon in their room before they wake up on days off." 

She considered what I was saying and disappeared from her screen. Seconds later, I heard her quickly and quietly padding down the basement stairs and she appeared, wearing her robe that she had wrapped around herself. She threw it aside when she reached the bottom step, once again naked and collapsed onto the bed with me, kissing me hungrily. We rolled about, squirming and groping, swallowing one another's tongues, my rock-hard cock pressed to her wet pussy. 

"I want you so bad..." she whimpered, biting my lower lip. "Alex, I need you. But I want you all wild and pent up for the grove..." 

"I want you too," I growled, gripping her fiercely as we ground our bodies together. "I want to fuck you until we scream and pass out. But we'll be strong, Alexa. For our trip to the grove. Let's not cum until we're there. Then you can have all of me." 

She kissed me feverishly for a while longer before rolling off me and lying on my bed, looking at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling as she tried to control herself. One of her hands clasped mine, fingers entwined. I know how she felt, my cock was standing straight, throbbing with need. It was going to be an icy shower I took in a bit. 

"This is crazy," she murmured. "I've never wanted- no, needed someone this bad before. I don't know what you've done to me, Alex, but... I need you inside me. I can hardly explain it. How the hell are we going to make it until Karen and Mike wake up?" 

I pondered that issue for a moment and looked at my alarm clock. It was officially after eight am, so city by-laws and ordinances about noise were no longer in effect. I got an evil smile on my face and turned to look at her. She turned into me and snuggled close, her breasts squashed to me and her body flat to mine. My cock poked between her legs and ass cheeks. She seemed determined to hold me here until she was satisfied with whatever my solution was. 

"I'll go into the backyard and start mowing," I said, nodding in confidence. "This'll wake my mom and dad up. When they ask why the hell I'm doing it at such an ungodly hour, I'll explain that I wanted to get it done early so I could devote the rest of my day off to gaming. They get annoyed and you interject and tell me that you're not letting me stay indoors on a beautiful day and you're making me take you on a picnic. My parents will love it because it gets me away from the games and they are home alone and can misbehave all they want." 

She giggled and crushed herself to me, giving me a wet kiss. "It sounds perfect, they'll definitely go for that!" 

As a sign of her approval of the plan, she took my cockhead and toyed it against her pussylips, pressing the head just a tiny bit inside, enough to make us both tremble. She nodded and looked at me steadily. "Soon, lover. This is what we're both waiting for." 

She pulled away from me again, centering herself so that she felt more in control. She sighed finally and looked at me. "Shall I make everyone breakfast?" 

"That works," I said, nodding. "I can say that your cooking woke me up and I decided to get the yard work done before breakfast was ready so that I'd built up an appetite. Check to see what we have and make some European breakfast if you can." 

She rolled over top of me and kissed me deeply one more time before putting her robe back on and heading up to her room to get some pajamas on. I laid still for some time, watching her make a show of dressing for me and then heading downstairs. Meanwhile, I put on some ratty jogging shorts and a tank top and my sneakers, things I'd wear to mow the back lawn. 

As I came upstairs, Alexa and I passed one another at the kitchen. We hugged and kissed as we spun around one another and kept going. We were getting good at this. 

I made my way out to the back and went into the large shed. I knew that Alexa needed time to get some food started, so I pushed it out onto the lawn and did some stretches to limber up and get me going. I wasn't surprised to see her taking pictures of me from the kitchen window. 

Once I saw her give me the thumbs up, I fired it up, the engine growling loudly. My intent was to wake mom and dad, of course, and I wasn't terribly worried about incurring the wrath of the neighbours, since on one side it was an elderly couple who were mostly deaf and sat on their front porches all day and on the other it was a house that had been divided up into student lodgings and they knew better than to complain to the professors who lived next door. Our back fence abutted a long slope down into the ravine, a place I intended to take Alexa when I finally could. 

We had a riding lawn-mower, but this one was louder and gave me a bit of a workout by pushing it around. Having gunned it, I then began pushing it back and forth across the lawn, causing a great deal of noise. I didn't look directly at my parents' window, but after about ten minutes I saw it open and then my dad was calling to me. I couldn't hear him, of course, and just kept on with my project. 

Soon enough, dad was downstairs on the deck, dressed in his robe and giving me a very stern look. Mom was standing not far behind, as if keeping dad between her and myself was the only thing that was ensuring my continued existence. Upon seeing them I turned off the engine and looked at them both. 

"Alex, what, in the name of Helmholz are you doing?" dad demanded of me, louder than he needed to because he clearly hadn't adjusted his volume from when the engine was running. 

I shrugged. "Thought I'd get an early start on my chore for the day. Seemed reasonable." 

"No, as a matter of fact, it was déraisonnable, the exact opposite of what you thought you were doing," mom growled, exasperated at being pulled from her slumber. "Your brain really takes a vacation during the summer, doesn't it? You woke your father and I up with that racket on the one day we get to sleep in. Please explain how your life is not forfeit." 

At that moment, Alexa trotted out to join them on the deck, cheerfully wishing them each a good morning and giving them a hug. She then apologized and claimed fault, saying that it was entirely possible that I'd been awakened by the smell of the breakfast she was making for everyone and that once she'd explained it would take a while still, I came out here to do something useful. 

Dad seemed mollified but mom was still determined to blame me. Alexa coaxed her inside and offered her a nice cup of strong coffee. I said I'd keep going with the mowing to finish it off. 

'What? No!" dad exclaimed, looking at me liked I'd grown a second head. "Did you rattle your brain out when you started mowing with that relic? Get in here, we're going to have breakfast." 

I shrugged and walked inside, joining everyone around the kitchen island. My eyes bugged out at the size of the meal Alexa was preparing- sausages, bacon, thin European pancakes, potato latkes, scrambled eggs, muesli, crumpets and muffins, grilled tomatoes, sautéed mushrooms, cheeses, baked beans, honey and berries. 

"Zǔzhòu..." I muttered, looking on in astonishment. "That's amazing." 

"I just wanted to show my appreciation for everything you've done," Alexa said, smiling warmly. "So I put together kind of a polyglot of European breakfasts. Hopefully there's enough." 

"I'd say so," dad mused, looking at everything. "Your sister'll be in a coma for a week." 

Alexa giggled and shooed us all toward the dining table, making sure we each had full cups of coffee before returning to get the food. She'd already laid out bowls and plates and silverware for everyone and then began serving us. 

Dad and I ate a lot of everything. It was amazing and I couldn't get enough. Mom had a little of everything, since she wasn't the voracious eater dad and I were. Once we'd all been served, Alexa sat down and tackled her plate, demonstrating an impressive appetite once again. More coffee was served and Alexa insisted that no one help her, this was her thank you to us. 

All the food was gone, to my amazement. Every plate was completely empty and even most of the condiments gone. We drank coffee and talked for some time, which was infinitely pleasant. Once she'd started a second pot, Alexa began to clear the table and I sharp look from mom told me I was helping her. I dutifully began stacking plates and bowls and bringing them to the sink. Alexa rinsed them while I loaded everything in the dishwasher. Once it was done, mom turned in her chair and assessed me casually. 

"So, what's got you so fired up to finish your chores?" she asked, looking at over the rim of her mug. 

I shrugged. "I wanted my schedule for the day clear. I was planning on getting online and playing some co-op kill on Call of-" 

Mom cleared her throat, indicating that I was done talking. "Am I to understand that you woke your father and I up at least two hours early with that infernal racket so that you'd could hide in the basement all day and get your ass handed to you by twelve year-olds in a video game?" 

I said nothing initially but Alexa snickered. 

"Let's look at this from another angle, shall we?" mom said levelly. "If we were up here making a royal din while you were trying to play one of your games, what would you think of us? And don't try to tell me that you'd have headphones on, because I know you busted yours last week and haven't replaced them yet." 

I sighed. "Sorry, I guess I've been looking forward to this all week and didn't think things through." 

"No, Alex, Napoleon didn't 'think things through' when he invaded Russia; this is worse," mom replied. "What on earth makes you think I'd let you spend all damn day in the basement, ignoring the rest of us?" 

"She does make a valid point," Alexa chimed in. "It is rather selfish." 

"Yeah, I guess it is," I said, admonished. "I'm sorry." 

"That's a good start," she continued. "But there's still amends to be made, both to me and to your parents." 

Mom and dad looked at her quizzically, wondering when exactly they'd handed her the reins but then just sitting back and seeing where this would go. 

"So," Alexa announced. "You may take me out and show me more of the city I now live in. I intend to find the shopping malls, the markets and any boutiques that might catch my fancy. I have no driver's license yet, that makes you my chauffeur. Agreed?" 

"Alright." I replied, sighing loudly. 

"It also has the added benefit of giving my sister and Mike the day to themselves," she pointed out, which put a smile on my mother's face and a big grin on dad's. "I'd say this is a win-win for everyone, right?" 

"No argument there," dad said, standing up. "Alright, it's settled. Mom and I are doing nothing all day while you're biffing off and making sure Gollum here gets some sunlight. Let's go back to bed, Kar." 

"Right behind you, big man..." mom almost purred as she followed dad up the stairs. We heard her giggle and then squeak right before their door closed. Alexa turned and looked at me, a huge, expectant smirk on her face. 

"Did we just win?" she asked in a whisper. 

I nodded. "Big time." 

She glided into my arms and kissed me, an almost molten expression of affection. We were still in one another's arms when I heard their door open and froze. 

"Oh, and Alex?" dad called down. "We're turning our cellphones off, so call the house phone if anyone's dying. Have fun playing chauffeur!" 

The door shut again. 

We both exhaled and laughed quietly, foreheads and noses pressed as we hugged. She trailed a finger down my chest. "There's still stuff to do, in terms of getting ready," she said, smiling at me. "I have to shower and pick the outfit I want to have you take off me and then we need to shop a little to make this authentic..." 

I chuckled and kissed her nose. "You are priceless, Alexa. Take whatever time you need and we can still see one another on the webcam anyway. I'll talk to you real soon." 

We parted ways and I headed downstairs to find the clothes I would wear for her. I found myself being strangely thoughtful on the matter, since I would normally just wear whatever didn't completely mismatch. But his mattered to me. I turned and looked at my laptop screen to check on her- she was moving around her room, naked, examining various items of clothing. She saw me looking, smiled and waved before returning to her task. 

I finally had my attire picked and then went to shower, cleansing myself but then leaving the water as cold as I could take it for the last thirty seconds, to shock my body and keep me ready. I found myself checking over things needlessly, like I was nervous to go on a date. I shook my head and sat down on my bed, watching Alexa in her room. 

She too had showered and was getting ready, still naked. It was a sight that made me smile and I knew I would never tire of it. She was wholly beautiful and I didn't want to stop looking at her. But then she caught me staring and smirked, waving a finger at the screen before closing it. I'd just have to wait. So I went upstairs and sat on the couch in the living room, the one we'd been naked on the day before, making out and teasing ourselves into a frenzy. I turned on a History Channel show and waited for her to come down. 

"Thanks for waiting, Alex..." said a soft voice from behind me. I turned off the TV and turned around to look at my aunt- she was stunning. That's all I could say about her. She was wearing a light blue sundress, one that flowed around her and hugged her curves just right, sensual and elegant but not to be worn by someone with a less spectacular figure. Her golden hair spilled over her shoulders and back in waves and I couldn't wait to see it in the sunlight. Her sapphire eyes glinted expectantly, waiting for my judgment of her appearance. 

Apparently my gaze and inability to speak told her everything because she smiled and mouthed the words 'thank you' before coming forward and taking my hands in hers and looking into my eyes. 

"Are you ready?" she asked, looking into my eyes. "I know I am." 

I nodded and smiled. "Let's go. We've got a wonderful day ahead of us." 

Alexa snuggled herself into me for a second before turning to the side and holding out her cellphone, taking a picture of us together. She also filmed a quick video, telling her phone about how today was the day I was going to make love to her. She indicated a large picnic basket she intended to bring, along with some girl's bag or satchel that weighed about 3.8 metric tons. I went outside and put the supplies in the back of my car while she strolled slowly toward my vehicle, seeming pensive. As I pulled out of the driveway, I took her hand and gave it a squeeze. 

"You okay?" I asked. "You're unusually... reflective." 

"I'm fine," she said, smiling at me, her eyes shining. "I'm just happy, I guess. Happy to be out with you, happy to have a new life, happy to do what we're about to do. I guess I'm just feeling blessed somehow. Karen was asking me if I was alright, you know, with our mom dying and all the upheaval. But I'd had plenty of time to come to terms with it, while we were in Cardiff. You've all made it so much easier. Especially you, my lover. It was unexpected but so welcome." 

"I can identify with that," I mused. "How often can a guy say the perfect girl came along and truly mean it?" 

"Even though... I'm your... even though we're related?" she asked in a very quiet voice. 

"I'll be honest, Alexa, I have no idea what to do about that," I said honestly. "Like none. But that doesn't mean you're not the most amazing and perfect girl I've ever met. Like you said the other night, you were dropped in my lap for a reason." 

She smiled and was silent for a while longer while I drove into the downtown core, where I knew lots of places she'd been keen to shop awaited us. She grew more animated and more of her normal, cheerful self as we got downtown. I pointed out many stores and boutiques and she kept making small verbal notes on her phone about visiting them. 

"Where shall we go first?" I asked. 

"Well, I did tell Karen I wanted to go shopping, so I'd best find a new dress, at the very least," she stated. "After that, we'll find a deli and some other food stores so we can make a picnic." 

"I'm amazed you can eat at all after that titan breakfast," I laughed. "Mom's not gonna eat for a week!" 

"But not surprisingly you and your father can," she pointed out, smirking. "God save you two if your metabolisms ever slow down. And as for me, well, I need my energy to keep up sexually with a young buck like you." 

I laughed so hard I almost lost control of the wheel. I look at her, my eyes almost stinging from tears. "You? Having to keep up with me? That is the most flattering lie I've ever heard. I need those breakfasts so I'll be able to satisfy you." 

Alexa giggled. "I might have a bit of a sexual appetite." 

She pointed out a store we were passing by and I pulled in and parked, opening her door for her. I found myself especially eager to accommodate Alexa, to be polite and gentlemanly for her. And it wasn't just because we were going to finally make love that afternoon, this was something more. I wanted to make her happy, to feel special. It was a compelling need that I couldn't readily explain. 

One good thing about Alexa was that she wasn't one for endless dithering in clothing stores. It's not that she was like a man, where she knew what she wanted, bought it and left, but she moved efficiently, assessed her options and opinions, tried things on and made decisions, all the while exuding an air of romantic merriment. Watching her shop was... fun. 

"I'm beginning to think there's nothing you can't make pretty," I said as I watched her hold a dress in front of herself. She looked at me and smiled. "I meant that I normally hate clothes shopping," I explained. "But you, I could watch you do it forever. Damned if I'm not enjoying myself." 

She smiled. "You sure love earning those Dutch kisses, don't you?" she purred. She looked side-to-side, making sure no one could hear her. "Are you looking forward to sneaking into and making love in a change room one day as much as I am?" she whispered to me. I nodded, loving how involved I felt in her happiness. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 04



She found a pretty dress and purchased it, one she promised we'd be using a lot in the future. We then visited a farmer's market, where we picked up the supplies for our picnic. Lastly we purchased some wine and some small glasses before we began our trek out to the nature trail. Our grove awaited. 

We arrived and parked quickly, with me pulling out the picnic basket and also the heavy tote of other goods. Alexa took the basket from me and we began our walk. We took pictures along the way and I smiled and squeezed her hand. 

"You sure do love pictures." I said to her. 

"I'm usually not overboard about it like this," she said, pausing to take one of the two of us. "But this is my new life and I want to remember it in its infancy. I've only been here four days and look at how wonderful things have become- I have a loving family, a prestigious university to attend..." 

She turned to look at me now. "And a wonderful lover." 

I smirked, hoping what I was about to say wouldn't break the moment. "I guess I'm the extra-loving part of your family." 

She pressed her forehead to my shoulder and giggled. "You are so funny..." she whispered. 

We resumed our walk along the trail, just talking about whatever came to mind until we arrived at the little path that veered down the slope. It was mostly obscured by branches and thicket, so we were quite certain people hardly ever noticed it. We walked down it, hand-in-hand. I subtly looked at my watch and began timing our trek through the tangle of trees until we arrived at the grove nine minutes later- today was a perfect day, balmy and blue skies. The thick canopy of leaves over us allowed those magical rays of sunlight in while the emerald grass was soft and springy beneath us. The stream's crystal waters bubbled happily on their way, accompanied by the song of birds. There were low-growing patches of blue and white flowers everywhere. A large, sturdy and flat rock anchored one corner of the clearance. 

"It's even more beautiful than it was yesterday," she breathed. "Have you ever seen anything more beautiful, Alex?" 

"Answering that question will earn me a Dutch kiss marathon, but yes, it's absolutely wonderful." I agreed. She smiled at me, blushing and squeezed my hand. She put down the basket while I dropped the big tote and she open it to remove a large blanket. We kept this aside for our picnic, when we were finally hungry. 

"I don't think we'll need it before then," she said, smiling at me. "This grass looks and feels wonderful." 

We'd put everything down and aside and stood silently for a moment. Alexa looked up at me shyly and a naughty smile then played over her face. "Are you ready to make love to me, Alex?" 

I nodded and she stepped up to me. We put our arms around each other, kissing deeply and without holding back. There was a sense of relief this this kiss, like we were finally free. We steadily pulled my shirt off, followed by unbuckling and taking off my pants. She nuzzled her cheek against my boxers for a moment before pulling them down and giving my swelling cock a single kiss. 

I raised her to her feet and then gently pulled her sundress over her head, leaving her gloriously naked. She hadn't been wearing a bra or panties and I almost shivered in delight at the sight of her body. We wrapped our arms around one another and kissed again, happy to be naked together. Our tongues tangled as our hands wandered and caressed. 

Alexa broke the kiss and then slid slowly down my body, dragging her soft breasts over my skin as she kissed and nipped her way toward my hips. She squeezed her breasts around my throbbing hardness for several seconds, massaging it and kissing or licking at the head as it poked through. Finally she took him in her mouth, sinking all the way down to the base, where she held me and hummed gently. My fingers caressed through her golden locks while I closed my eyes and reveled in the sensation of this goddess pleasuring me. She bobbed back and forth slowly, caressing her breasts along the underside of my shaft while she sucked on me. 

I then took her by the shoulders and gently laid her back in the grass. I knelt over her and kissed her neck and shoulders, making my way down to her breasts. I kissed and teased her nipples with my tongue, making her squirm and giggle while she looked at me with heavily-lidded eyes that glinted with total desire. I kissed down her torso, nipping at the skin of her flat stomach before arriving at her hips. She smiled and spread her legs for me, allowing me easy access to her pussy. She was already wet, so I slid my tongue slowly up and down, causing her to shiver and moan. She reached down and pulled her thick lips apart, showing me her glistening inner pink. I snaked for tongue inside her, tasting her and she pressed her hips against my face, moaning again. 

But then she pulled me up her body, because we hadn't come here to tease one another with oral sex, we were long past that stage. I laid on top of her and we kissed deeply, while she shifted herself beneath me, parting her legs. My cock flattened itself against her pussy and I slid it back and forth in a final tease. We both sighed at the sensation. 

I took her hands and pressed them down beside her head, my fingers knotting with hers. She looked up at me, a dreamy smile on her face. My cockhead was pressed to her lips, parting them ever so slightly. 

"May I?" I asked. She nodded gently. 

I slowly pushed the head inside and she bit her lip in anticipation. She was wet enough that I didn't need to be cautious and with a slow, firm push of my hips I slid all the way inside her. She shuddered and arched her hips against me, taking me in to the hilt. She sighed loudly at my penetration before looking at me, her eyes shining. 

"Alex.." she said softly. "We're making love..." 

I kissed her again and she squeezed her wet, tight pussy around my cock while she pressed up against me. I pushed down with my hips and she sucked in her breath and groaned. 

"God, you're the biggest I've ever had..." she gasped. "Only my dildo... feels this big, oh God, Alex..." 

"You're so tight, Alexa..." I whispered in her ear. It was true, I'd never felt anything like it. Being inside her was rapture. 

"Yes, fuck me, Alex..." she sighed. "Deep in me, make me cum for you..." 

I released her hands and she wrapped her arms around me as we kissed, tongues plunging again. I could feel her surrendering to the pleasure we shared, surrendering herself to me. She was giving me her body for our mutual ecstasy. I pushed my cock back and forth inside her while she worked her hips against me in churning circles, matching my rhythm. I could feel her squeezing her pussy muscles around me with each thrust. I was like nothing I'd ever felt before. 

Her pussy stretched around my invading cock and her fingernails in the skin of my back sent shivers through me. She shuddered and bit my shoulder before wrapping her legs around my waist. The soft, springy emerald grass felt cool against my skin. Aside from her breathing and soft moans, all I could hear was the stream, a gentle wind and the singing of the birds around us in the miracle of nature. 

Her legs were still wrapped around mine and her hands clutched my back. She pressed her forehead to mine, her eyes closed. Her breath was coming in gasps. Her pussy was squeezing tighter and tighter. It was slippery, warm and soft, yielding before me iron-hard shaft. 

"Alexa..." I breathed, looking down into her eyes as I propped myself on my hands to look down at her beautiful face. "Tell me... can you cum more than once?" 

She looked back at me for a moment before nodding. "I usually... I have- oh, God, yes... I usually have a few in me..." 

"Good," I said, smiling. "Because I want to make you cum several times before I do, I want you to feel everything you deserve." 

Her eyes shone and she caressed my cheek, even as we fucked. "Alex, darling, you don't need-" 

"I want to," I panted, pushing in harder to convince her to agree with my plan. She shuddered at my thrust and groaned. "I can keep from cumming, or at least I'll try to. Normally I can, but you feel so much better than any girl before. But I want you to cum hard and often..." 

"Okay, Alex," she murmured. "I love that idea. You're so generous..." 

I began moving faster, sinking my cock down into her and fucking her harder. She reacted by shivering and moaning again, churning her hips against me, pulling on my butt to get me in deeper. Sweat was forming on our bodies as they tangled, our breath coming in gasps and pants. Her skin was starting to flush, growing warmer as she got closer to orgasm. 

"Alex..." she whimpered. "Oh, God, Alex. I'm going to cum for you, love..." 

She crushed crushed herself to me and kissed me fiercely, her body shuddering beneath me and her pussy clenching my cock like a vise as she came. She moaned loudly into my mouth, fingers almost raking down my back. I could feel how wet she was, bathing my groin in her ecstasy. I rocked and pumped against her, not letting up. Her body was wracked with pleasure as she came. 

She broke the kiss and flopped back against the grass, her chest heaving and her eyes glazed. Her arms were spread out to the side and she seemed almost dazed. I kept sliding back and forth inside her but slower, letting her relax and catch her breath. She finally focused her gaze on me and smiled. 

"That was amazing," she said softly, reaching up and caressing my hair. "I've only ever cum that hard maybe twice before today that I can think of." 

"Glad you like it," I replied, grinning as I continued to sink my cock into her squelching depths. "Sure you've got another in you?" 

"Oh, hell yes," she said, nodding vigorously. "If that's what you're offering, give me more. Alex, break my cunt with that beast of yours." 

"Okay, how would you like me to fuck you now?" I asked. 

She giggled. "I don't think my legs'll be working quite yet... how about we spoon?" 

I nodded and rolled off her, my dick coming out of her still-tight pussy with a loud, wet 'pop!' that made her squeak and shiver before giggling and slowly rolling onto her right side. I moved up behind her and she snuggled back against me, her soft behind against my hips and my cock between her thighs. She turned her head and kissed me lovingly while I reached around and fondled her perfect breasts, causing her to sigh into my mouth in pleasure. 

We just cuddled like this for a minute or two, enjoying our unrestrained affection before she winked at me and reached down to stroke her gooey pussy for several seconds. She brought the fingers up, showing me how wet she was and I kissed them. She purred as I sucked on her fingers for several seconds while caressing her breasts. When she was ready, she reached down and used two fingers to pull her netherlips apart, inviting me in. I used my free hand to place my bulbous head at the entrance and then slowly pushed into her. She sighed the whole way until I was up to my hilt again. She reached back and put a hand on my cheek as she kissed me, murmuring how much she loved the feel of me inside her. 

Slowly, gently, I began to move my hips back and forth. She sighed again in pleasure and kept her fingers pressed to her slit, feeling my cock as it slid in and out of her. Slippery and tight as before, she felt incredible to be inside. The cool grass beneath more provided a wonderful contrast to her liquid warmth. 

"It's amazing how you fill me up, my love," she said softly, snuggling back against me as I fucked her slowly. "I'm certain, yours is the biggest cock that's ever been inside me, probably as big as my biggest vibe or dildo." 

"I'm glad to hear that," I said, trying to keep the swelling pride out of my voice. I was her biggest. "I'd survive if I wasn't, I promise." 

"Yes, but I'm being truthful," she said, taking my hand that was caressing her breasts and bringing it down to her mons. She pressed it to her wetness, her hand on top of mine. "Feel that? You can feel your cock pushing back and forth inside me, under the skin that's over my pussy." 

I shivered involuntarily at the thought of that being my cock I could feel moving inside her. "I can feel it," I said in a quiet voice. "That's crazy." 

"Mmmm, not if you're a girl," she purred, smiling back at me. "It's one of the most amazing feelings in the world, having your cunt stretched by a lover, who penetrates you in ways almost no one has before. This, Alex, just proves my point. Other girls should be throwing themselves at you for this." 

"Their problem," I replied, pushing farther inside her and making her shudder and gasp. "I've got you to please, to hell with anyone else." 

"Gnnnnnn, baby!" Alexa gasped as I began fucking her hander. She rubbed her clit as my hand went back to squeezing and massaging her breasts, pinching and pulling on the nipples. She bit her lip and keened, trembling at the delicious sting. I bit her neck and she gasped, pressing her ass back against me in a desperate bid to get more of my cock inside her. 

She ground and churned her hips against me, squeezing and gripping me with her pussy rhythmically as I fucked her. She was so wet now I could hear the sounds of us making love, the slick, sucking sounds her sex made as I slid in and out with increasing speed. 

"Holy shit... holy shit... Oh, God, Alex..." she panted, pressing her ass back against me desperately and arching her torso forward. "Oh, God, it's gonna... fuck..." 

She squeaked and strained desperately before she groaned gutturally, coming hard on my cock. Her hands had reached behind my ass and now her fingernails dug in as she writhed a squirmed through her orgasm. "Ohhhhhhhhh my God!" she screamed through clenched teeth. 

Without warning, she now rolled over and pushed me onto my back. She straddled me and sank down onto my cock, hissing as she took me all the way in. Her golden hair spilled over her shoulders onto my chest as she looked down at me, her sapphire eyes glinting fiercely. 

"And now I want you to cum," she said, her voice quiet but laced with iron. "I want all that cum inside me, Alex. And I want you to use all that strength in that amazing body too. I'm not a doll, fucking wreck me..." 

I nodded and she began churning her hips on me, grinding on my cock before sinking up and down, groaning and panting shamelessly. No one could hear us but the stream and the trees. She gasped as I reached up and squeezed her breasts, her fingers digging into my pecs. I bumped my hips up and down, battering her tight insides with my throbbing cock. She wanted me to cum and I wasn't going to control myself. I was surrendering to the pleasure, just like her and we would cum together. Hard. 

I pulled her down by her breasts and she lay against me while I sucked hungrily on her nipples, swirling my tongue around them before biting and tugging. She keened almost in pain, still impaled on my cock and moving back and forth against it since she was lying flat on top of me. She bit my shoulder, causing me to squeeze her breasts even harder. 

I pushed her up to sit on me again and she bounced lustily, unrestrained. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled and she let out a sudden cry as I slapped one of them. Her eyes flashed as she looked down at me, shocked by my boldness but not mad. I slapped the other one and she hissed and squeezed my cock tighter. I looked down between us and watched her pussy greedily swallowed my shaft, making loud slurping and sucking sounds. 

Alexa leaned back slightly, resting her hands behind herself on my thighs. She humped her hips and we both moaned as the angle of penetration changed. Watching my cock slide in and out of her pussy, glistening with her wetness was hypnotic. One of my hands reached down and massaged her clit with my thumb and she mewled and bit lip. 

Than I slapped her pussy and she juddered, crying out again. I pushed up strongly with my hips, driving deep inside her. She fell forward again, her claws digging into my pecs. She panted and ground like she was possessed, her blue eyes flaring with lust as we gazed hungrily at one another. 

She smashed her mouth into mine, tongues tangling wildly as we fought to hold on. My hands found her ass and squeezed it, pulling the cheeks apart as I rammed my cock deep inside her. Her tight walls clenched around me, tighter and tighter. I could feel the boiling warmth in my balls beginning to spread, the unreal tingling shuddering through me... 

I pressed up savagely with my hips as I came, crushing her to me and strangling a shout of unreal pleasure. Alexa almost screamed, biting my shoulder as she came with me. We writhed and humped shamelessly as I filled her ever-tightening pussy with my ropes of molten cum. It felt like I was on fire, right up to my throat. My head was spinning and explosions of sparks in unreal colours nearly shattered my mind. 

I don't know how long we were cumming, nor how long we lay there afterward, spent and utterly exhausted. I could say with all honestly I had never cum like that in my entire life. I held her loosely, the two of us panting like we'd run a marathon. I could barely feel anything at the moment, just an exquisite undercurrent of pleasure that helped pin me to this universe in some manner. 

Alexa finally stirred, her face still resting against my neck and shoulder, where she seemed to have passed out. She sighed and slowly raised her head, which was beautifully framed in by her golden tresses. A weak smile was all she could manage. 

"Hey..." she said softly. "You alive?" 

"I think so," was my reply. "That was the most intense thing that's ever happened to me." 

"Me too," she cooed, raising a hand to caress my cheek lovingly. "That definitely was the crowning event of my sex life, no lie. That orgasm nearly broke my brain." 

She pulled her face wearily to mine and we kissed, a final consummation of our lovemaking. She snuggled her cheek to me collarbone now and lay still, content to just exist with me. My cock was still buried inside her, pinning Alexa to me. 

She sighed and kissed me pectoral and collarbone affectionately before pausing as she looked at my shoulder. "Goodness," she said softly. "I guess I'm a biter..." 

I turned my head slightly to look down at where she was staring- indeed I had a set of teeth marks in the tender flesh of my shoulder, deep and starting to bruise. And the bottom and top rows of marks were not that close together, so she must have really tried to take a bite out of me when she came. 

"I don't feel it yet," I said, waving it off. "Don't worry about it, all I want to do is fuck you in half and I'm sure I'll leave some marks on you before we vacate this place." 

"Mmmm, I'd love that," she purred, hugging me again. "I might need a little bit before I'm ready to go again, because that took a lot out of me." 

"Me too," I sighed. "Pretty sure you're going to drown me when you pull my cock out of you." 

"Oh, yes, there is that," she agreed, giggling. "Don't worry, we'll let you roll me onto my back first so you can pull out without a flash-flood. God, you cum a lot." 

"Always have," I replied, caressing her neck and shoulders with both hands, making her wiggle sensuously like a cat. "I've zombie-masked a few girls in my day. And the girl I fucked in the ass? She couldn't walk right for almost four days." 

Alexa snickered. "That probably had more to do with trying to fit that monster of yours inside her ass than getting greased. But I can't wait to feel your cock deep in my ass. I'm really wanting it." 

She then snuggled to me and sighed. "But not just yet..." 

She was silent for some time and then giggled. "Can you believe we did this? God, you're my nephew. It doesn't gross me out or anything, I mean, I've had sex with two sisters before and cousins, but I never pictured it happening to me quite so intimately." 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 04



"I know what you mean," I said, holding her and look up at the green canopy of leaves overhead, even as I continued to gently slide in and out of her. "Before you, my only basis for comparison with incest would have been mom. Bam. Instant libidoectomy right there." 

"Oh, pretty sure Karen's more attractive than you think and just hides it well," Alexa said softly. "I doubt your dad would let her be the potato she tries to portray, she probably does it for professional reasons." 

"Okay, granted, but still, ew." I said, banishing it form my mind. "Not that I'm scared about it, but... why would happen if you, you know, got pregnant because of us?" 

"Oh, don't worry, I'd have it covered," she purred, looking up at me and smiling. "And to be honest, I'm more concerned with how we hide this bite mark I left on your from your parents..." 

"Hm, yeah," I mused, looking down at it again. "Guess I won't be going around the house bare-chest or in tank-tops for a bit." 

She pressed her lips to the wound and kissed in gently, whispering in some language I didn't know. Her eyes were closed and she nuzzled her cheek to it before finally smiling at me, her eyes serene. "How are you feeling, lover?" 

I considered. "To be honest, hungry. Fucking you gives me a big appetite." 

She giggled and kissed my chest again. "Me too, I just was hoping you'd say it first. Okay, roll over on top of me so you can pull out, since you're still semi-hard." 

I nodded and gently rolled, putting her beneath me. She shivered as my weight pressed down and my cock moved a little further inside her. She giggled and nodded. I knelt up between her legs and slowly withdrew from her pussy. The entire length of my manhood was glistening and sticky but nothing followed out immediately. 

"You must've really cum deep inside," she mused as she felt nothing either. "Bring him here for a moment?" She held out her hand, beckoning for my cock. I placed it in her palm and she tilted her head forward and sucked our mingled cum off it diligently, determined to taste our mingled pleasure. 

"Oh, you and I taste really good together," she purred, smiling as she stroked her hand along my shaft. "It's sweet and tangy, just the right amount of musk." 

"I didn't know you were such a cum connoisseur," I laughed, kneeling by her head. She bobbed her hand back and forth a few times, swirling her tongue around for extra effect. "Glad you like it, though." 

"Mmm, you straight boys don't know what you're missing," she said as she finally released me. "Alright, let's see what happens here..." 

She carefully sat up. She opened her legs and used two fingers to spread her pussylips for me to see clearly. "Anything?" 

I shook my head, smirking. "Nope." 

"At this rate, I'll be sneezing it out," she muttered. "Oh, and I really have to pee." 

"That something I should be filming?" I asked with a wry grin. 

She looked at me with wide eyes but she was more amused than shocked. "And why the hell would you think I wanted that filmed?" 

I shrugged. "Saw pics of you and other girls peeing outdoors, mugging for the camera. I'd hate to break a streak for you just because you moved to the colonies." 

"Well, you got me there," she admitted, smiling. "I'm not at all squeamish about it. I'm a little surprised you're such a perv, though." She looked around the grove. "I don't want to pee here, what about behind the rock?" 

"Works for me," I said, nodding. "That could be our designated area whenever we're back here." 

She giggled and took her phone out of her purse and then slowly stood. "I love that you're seeing this as our little place now. I can't see it any other way, to be honest." 

She put her hand in mine and we walked over to the large rock on the edge of the grove, one side of which had an almost flat surface on an angle that must have been over two meters long. We went behind it and she set up her phone to take pictures and video while squatting down with her legs apart. She made faces while I snapped the pictures and then I knelt and began recording while she finally got ready to pee. She massaged her pussy and spread it, shivering as she began peeing but also moaned as her slit made a sploosh noise and copious amounts of cum began dribbling out of her. 

I moved up and down her lovely form, catching the look on her face and also how she massaged her breast while she peed. The other hand still kept her pussylips spread wide so the camera could see everything. I was rapt, I'd only ever watched a girl do this once before and it wasn't any where nearly as erotic as this. Everything Alexa did was erotic to me. 

Even after she eventually finished peeing she stayed squatting, letting the cum continue to cum out. I kept recording until she seemed to run dry. She looked at the camera and grinned. "Well, I guess anything left is mine to keep..." 

She stood and sighed, obviously feeling relieved and refreshed. We walked back to our original spot, hand-in-hand and she pulled out the large blanket she'd brought for us to sit on while we ate. She sat on her side, legs together as she looked up at me coyly, twirling a lock of hair around her finger. 

"So, shall we have our picnic dressed or naked?" she asked softly. 

"Oh, naked, I think," I said, smiling. "I can't get enough of seeing you naked. I'll see you plenty in clothes all the rest of our time, together, but when it's just you and me, I think this is how we're happiest and want to be." 

"You know me like a book, seemingly." Alexa replied, nodding. "Allow me to put our little picnic together, but would you do something while I am?" 

"Of course." I said, nodding. 

She pulled a small hardcover book out of the bag and handed it to me. I looked at the title. 

'Nana', by Emile Zola. 

"I love the sound of you speaking French," she said softly, as if she was confessing to something and a slight blush to her cheeks. "Could you read this while we eat and before we make love again?" 

I nodded, unable to deny Alexa anything, seemingly. I opened the book to the first chapter and took a moment to skim ahead. I'd inherited my father's gift for compelling narration and felt a slight tingle of excitement at the prospect of reading for Alexa, perhaps making her like me even more. 

"A neuf heures du soir, le corps de la maison au Théâtres des Variétés était encore tout, mais vide. A quelques individus, il est vrai, étaient assis attendant tranquillement dans le balcon et les stalles, mais ceux-ci ont été perdus, pour ainsi dire, parmi les gammes de sièges dont les revêtements de cardinal velours tissés dans la lumière tamisée de l'éclat qui brûle encore." 

Alexa listened quietly, almost reverently, as I read, spreading out our fare on the blanket. We had cheeses and hearty breads, plums and deli meats on little paper plates. She also opened the wine and poured as each a glass. She sat back on her side and listened to me reading while we nibbled at our food. 

"Au même moment, les nuages à l'arrière de la scène ont été fendu en dehors et Vénus sont apparus. Excessivement grand, très fort, pour ses dix-huit années, Nana, en tunique blanche de sa déesse et avec ses cheveux blonds simplement coule détacha sur ses épaules, est descendu à la rampe avec une certitude tranquille de mouvement et un rire de saluer le public et frappé jusqu'à son grand chansonnette: 'Quand Venus erre au crépuscule.'" 

Her eyes were shining as she listened, but she often closed them as well, as if being transported into the world I now described, that of a lowly courtesan in Paris who would become the greatest lady of that city's elite circles. I was so happy to be reading for her, eager though I was to make love again. I never wanted our afternoon to end, just being here with her, enthralling her and making love to her. 

I paused for a spell to eat some more and she fanned herself, smiling. "We need to teach you Italian so that you can read The Decameron to me." she said, smiling. "I'd die of ecstasy if you could do that." 

"I loved reading that book," I replied, remembering it fondly. "But yes, being able to read it in Italian would be pretty awesome." 

"Got a thing for erotic literature?" she purred, looking at me, her eyes glinting with desire. "Like I could find you any hotter." 

My cock was swelling and I couldn't stop it. We'd barely finished our picnic, as we stared at one another. I could see one of her hands slip subtly down between her legs, beginning to stroke her pussy. Her eyes traveled to my hardening shaft and she bit her lip. I could tell she was on the verge of sweeping all the food from the blanket in her eagerness to get at me, so I stood and pulled her to her feet. I walked her over to the large rock and she pressed me down on my back against the flat surface. She then bent down and took my cock in her mouth greedily, I moaned and tangled my fingers in her hair, loving the feel of her warm, wet mouth around me. She had my legs over her shoulders as she fucked me with her mouth, her hand pumping along my shaft as it followed her eager lips. 

I couldn't take much more and I pulled her off me and stood up. I then pushed her onto the stone on her hands and knees, facing away from me. She purred and squirmed lustily as I positioned her, looking back at me, eyes wild with desire. The angle of the flat surface was almost forty-five degrees and I pressed my hips to her to keep her in place. 

"You don't need the blanket?" I asked as I pressed my throbbing tool against her ass. 

"No," she said huskily, shaking her head. "Some knee and elbow scrapes to remember this by will be welcome. And don't be gentle, Alex. Let's fuck, hard..." 

I could feel how wet her pussy already was and shoved my head inside her. She groaned and I let the angle she was kneeling at help her sink down onto me. We both sighed loudly as she took me in. This position felt so good now, better than I'd ever known it to before. I squeezed her hips and she ground against me, but at this angle, reaching her other parts was also easy. I wrapped her hair in my fist and and pulled, causing her neck to crane back. 

"Gnnnnn, Alex!" she moaned, clenching herself around me. "Fucking impale me! Oh my God..." 

My hand not wrapped in her hair reached under and squeezed her breast, making her shudder. I fucked her, hard, because she was going to make me cum soon. There was no way I could avoid it unless I pulled her off the rock and away from this position and I doubt she'd let me do that. 

Fortunately, she seemed to be not far from orgasm either, as she was panting and shuddering with the effort of holding on. We were both sweating already, lost in one another's bodies. We humped and writhed against each other, Alexa's pussy clenching me fiercely. I pumped and pressed deeper and she gasped and cried out as she smacked her ass, shivering. I slapped her cheeks again and she gritted her teeth as she ground against me desperately. 

"Alex!" she hissed. "Oh, fuck..." 

I jammed myself up against her as I pulled back on her hips, driving deep inside her. She pushed back on her hands and we both shook uncontrollably as we came. I pumped my sperm inside her and felt her pussy slathering me with her lust. I came so hard I thought I'd pass out. I grappled onto her, needing to feel as much of her against me as possible. 

She collapsed forward onto the stone, taking me with her. I lay on top of her, breathing heavily and still deep inside her. She did not be bothered by my weight, which I was glad for, because moving seemed nearly impossible. 

"Oh, God, Alex..." she murmured finally. "Incredible..." 

I nodded wearily against her ear, kissing it and eliciting a purr of pleasure at the sign of affection. "Turn me over and kiss me, lover..." 

I slowly leaned back and bent her right leg gently and then used it to turn her over onto her back without my cock ever leaving her pussy. We both wanted it right where it was, deep inside her. I looked down at her beautiful body for a moment and she smiled back at me dreamily, her lustrous golden hair spread out like a corona around her face. 

I laid back down on her and she wrapped her arms around me while we kissed rapturously, lost in one another. She hummed into my mouth, fingers kneading the flesh of my back. My hips undulated gently against her, sliding my cock slowly back and forth inside her. We ended the kiss and looked into one another's eyes, just staring. 

"I can't imagine ever getting tired of this," she said gently, caressing her fingers through my hair. "And to be honest, I don't want to." 

I smiled as she cupped her breasts, presenting them to me. I kissed and licked them lovingly but then she shuddered and seized up, gasping and whimpering as I bit down on the swell of her tender skin, clenching it between my teeth for several seconds. When I released her, she gazed back at me, her eyes wide and a touch of tears to them. But then she looked down at the bite mark I'd left on her tender breast and smiled warmly. 

"Oh, Alex..." she purred, caressing me. "Good call, my love. You got it just right." 

I nodded, relieved. "You said not to treat you like a china doll and I took a chance. I have a feeling we'll be marking one another a lot." 

She giggled and wiped at her eyes, brushing away the sting tears. "I love it. Any time you want to mark me, I'm game for it." 

I nodded, still moving gently on top of her, both of us enjoying the feel of my cock sliding back and forth slowly inside her, even though we both had cum hard. We kissed again, caressing and nuzzling, not a care in the world. A few minutes later I raised myself up and pulled slowly out of her, allowing her to sit up. She shivered and giggled as my cum started to burble out of her pussy wetly, oozing against the rock below. She drew her knees up to her chest, causing another squishing noise that made us both laugh and she stared examined her legs and arms. 

"Been a while since I've scraped my knees and had chalky elbows from fucking," she mused, seeming pleased. "That's some good sex if that happens." 

"So slivers in your back and ass from being fucked against a tree is good too?" I quipped, making her laugh. 

"Wouldn't be the first time," she replied, standing now and nestling against me. "Mmmmm, we still have so much time today to be together, Alex. What should we do now?" 

I smiled and then kissed the bite mark I'd left on her, making her shiver and giggle. "Well, you cleared up a lot of space on your phone, we could take lots of pictures here in our little kingdom." 

"Ooh, very true," she said, thinking of what I said, biting at her fingernail while she looked around the grove. "Want to film me in the stream?" 

The water was cold, but Alexa did not hesitate, walking into it like it was the hot tub back home. She giggled and shivered as she stepped into the center of the stream. The water came halfway up her shins and I snapped pictures and film as she waded in. She smiled prettily as she knelt, her legs spread wide, showing me her pussy. She scooped water into her hands and poured it over her body, her nipples hardening instantly as it trickled down her lovely form. 

I got into the water with her, kneeling to take pictures from different angles and sides. I stood over her and filmed from above, from behind her so that I could see her incredible ass. She looked back at me and winked, pulling her cheeks apart and leaning forward to let me see her pussy. 

"You enjoying yourself, big guy?" she asked, looking at me seductively. 

"Hell yes," I replied, clicking away happily. "It's like having my own private Kate Upton." 

"Mmmm, high praise indeed," she purred, sitting back on her ass with her hands behind her and her legs spread for me. "She makes me so wet." 

"Well, if we ever meet her then we'll fuck her together," I replied cheerfully. 

"Love how you think," she sighed as she massaged her pussy for me while I leaned in for a close-up. "Bring your cock here..." 

I continued filming while she bobbed back and forth on my shaft, causing it to swell. I was too tired to be hard yet, but if felt good to have her mouth around me. She hummed happily, seeming like this was the most natural thing in the world. 

"I'd better get out before my clit freezes and snaps off," she said, laughing. "Summer or no, this water's fucking cold." 

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" I agreed, reaching out my hand to help her stand. She wiggled out of the water and walked over to one of the trees and we took several more pictures while she posed, leaning against it. Then we went to the rock we'd fucked on earlier and she took up several more erotic poses for me, smiling naughtily. She laid on her back, legs wide and used her hands to spread her thick lips for me. She stroked her fingers up and down slowly as I filmed. 

I led her to a perfect spot on the grass and she rolled around in various poses while I filmed. She stretched her body sensuously, looking at me seductively. 

"Do we have any wine left?" she asked, smiling. I nodded and went over to get the bottle, bringing it back to her. She crawled toward me on all fours, eyes glinting. "Now... pour it on me, lover..." 

I kept filming as she knelt in front of me, looking up expectantly. I tipped the bottle and poured it slowly over her lower face and lips, over her chin and down her collarbone. I moved it over her breasts and she moaned lightly, cupping them together to catch the offering. Lastly, she knelt and laid back, her shoulder blades touching the grass. I poured it over her tight stomach and then her pussy. I couldn't resist and kept filming as I knelt beside her and began licking the wine off her breasts, then her stomach and finally sliding my tongue against her womanhood. 

"So good..." she sighed, running her fingers through her hair and squirming beneath my tongue. "You make me feel so good..." 

I massaged the inside of her pussy with my tongue as I teased the lip of the bottle over her taut belly. I loved the taste of her mixed with the Reisling she'd chosen. I still couldn't believe this goddess was making love to me, that she desired me and wanted to pleasure me. 

"Let me show you something..." she said, raising herself back to her knees and smiling wickedly. "May I have the bottle?" 

I gave it to her and she traced the opening over her body slowly, eventually bringing it to her wet slit. She gently eased the mouth between her lips while I filmed intently and then sank down on it, moaning as she did so. 

"That's so hot..." I murmured as I filmed. "Don't you worry about it breaking, though?" 

She shook her head distractedly as she began squirming up and down on the bottleneck. "No... I chose this wine because the bottle is made of thick glass. It can take it, trust me..." 

I nodded and kept filming, rapt by the show she was putting on for me. She groaned and pulled the bottle out finally, sliding her tongue up and down the glistening neck. I could tell she was getting horny again and my body responded instinctively. She smiled wickedly as she saw my cock starting to swell. 

"That's just want auntie needed..." she said huskily as she crawled toward me again. She knelt and took my cock in her mouth, bobbing back and forth. I was hard almost instantly, still filming as she sucked hungrily. 

She pulled herself up my body and hugged me, her face to mine, eyes smouldering with lust. "Fuck me..." she hissed. "Push me up against that tree and fuck the hell out me..." 

Without waiting I carried her backward and almost slammed her against the tree. She snarled as she hit the trunk, gripping me tightly and wrapping her legs around me. I held her tight with one arm as I continued filming. My cockhead split her lips and with a shove I slid deep inside. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 04



"Fuck!" she almost shouted, gripping me tight with her legs. We kissed feverishly, desperate to feel one another's passion. I pumped against her strongly, pointing the camera down between us, showing my cock sliding in and out of her pussy. God, she was so fucking tight... 

"Fucking give it to me, Alex!" she growled, her hands in my hair. "Shred my cunt, lover..." 

I pumped into her harder. If I went any deeper I'd bruise her brain stem. Her slippery tunnel clutched around me, a wet vise I could not get enough of. Our tongues wrestled as we fucked, the rhythm increasing steadily. I could barely concentrate on holding the camera and she thankfully took it from me, filming for us now. We were slick with sweat again, bodies squirming and grinding heatedly. 

"I love it," she whispered, kissing my ear. "I can't wait to cum with you. Oh, God, your cum in me..." 

It wasn't far off and we both knew it. We panted and moaned as we kissed and nibbled one another's lips. Bodies trembled and writhed as I pressed her back harder against the tree. She gasped and strained against me, clenching me tight, pushing me over the edge. 

We came together, with Alexa pressing her face to my shoulder and crying out, shuddering in pleasure. I moaned loudly as I pressed into her, cock pulsing as I came deep inside. She didn't bite me again but kissed me eagerly, across my shoulder and collarbone and then finally my face, smothering me with a hungry affection. 

I held her up by her ass cheeks, stroking slowly in and out as we came down from the orgasm, melded in a state of exhausted bliss. Her thumb finally pressed the button to stop recording and she put her tired arms around me, kissing me deeply. We were both completely spent and knew it. She sighed into my mouth, her voice little more than a whisper. 

"The grass..." she murmured. "Take us back to the grass if you can... I need to lie down..." 

I nodded and gently pulled away from the tree I'd had her pinned against. I slowly pulled my cock out of her and we both shivered as it popped wetly from its tight confines. I scooped her into my arms and carried her like a bride back to the flat expanse of grass not far from the stream. I knelt and set her down gently, chuckling as I saw all the red marks on her back from the tree's rough bark. 

"Yeah, I'm okay with that," she said, smiling. "Take a picture so I can remember it." 

I used her phone to snap a few pictures and then she lay down, sprawling out and stretching deliciously. I just watched her, totally enchanted. I lay on my side next to her and caressed her soft skin. Even thought we were no longer making love, I wanted to feel her skin against mine in some capacity. I was well and truly addicted. 

"Mmmmm, look at that mark you left on me," she purred, gently cupping her breast and looking at my teeth marks in the soft skin. "That's a good one, it'll stay for a while. Just like the one I put on you. It's so erotic when a lover leaves their mark on you." 

She turned on her side to face me, tracing her finger over her bite mark on my shoulder. "I wish we could show off our marks. God, I'd love to be able to do that." 

I chuckled. "And I'm trying to picture a world in which we wouldn't be assassinated for doing that." 

"True," Alexa sighed. "So not fair. Boy of my dreams and he's not even taken, he's my sister's son. Talk about lousy." 

She took the camera and nestled herself around on top of me so that the bite mark on her breast was right next to the one on my shoulder. We both grinned for the camera as she took the picture, then pressed her bite mark directly to mine for another. 

"It's like they've kissed now," she said cheerfully, setting the phone aside to give it a rest. "I can't believe how many pictures we've taken today." 

"It's been a blast, for sure." I agreed. "We've definitely christened this place and made it our own." 

"I feel like it was meant to be ours," she said softly, looking off at the crystalline waters of the stream. "It's not even a man-made spot, you can tell it's completely natural." 

"It feels like it was made for us, yes," I said, nodding. "Just you and I, Alexa. This is our refuge from now on. Whenever we want to be alone, we can come here." 

"It's perfect, my love..." she cooed as she rolled onto me and kissed me lovingly. 

*** 

"So did he say more than ten words while you were out?" mom asked as she watched us bring in and unload everything from the car. We'd stopped and bought some more things for Alexa, just to make our outing more convincing. 

"He did well," Alexa replied, smiling. "You've got a charming young man here, Karen, when he chooses to be." 

"Well that's good to hear,' dad chimed in from his place at the kitchen island. "How was the picnic?" 

"High Park is a wonderful place for a picnic," Alexa said, mentioning a large park we had stopped by briefly on the way back. "We stopped by the market and got supplies for a picnic and I bought a dress, along with some other small clothing items." 

"Sounds like you had a busy day," mom agreed. "We, on the other hand, did absolutely nothing, and it was glorious." 

"Well, nothing we'd discuss with you two, that is," dad added, smirking at mom. She gave him a wry smile and a swat on the shoulder. "Sounds like the kind of day we all needed." 

"It was good," I declared, yawning. "I'm gonna help unpack this stuff and then take a nap. Keeping up with Alexa can wear a guy out." 

"Sounds good, sport," dad said, taking a sip from his beer. "After you finish the lawn you started this morning. Can't leave it half-done." 

I looked at him in exasperation. "Seriously?" 

"Hey, it's still light out," he reasoned. "Go ahead and knock it out and then you can do whatever you like." 

I sighed and nodded, knowing better than to argue. Plainly my parents were happy that Alexa and I had gotten out of their hair today, but there was still the matter of my atoning for waking them up so damned early. I scooped up the shopping bags with Alexa's purchases in them and tromped upstairs, trying to look annoyed. I put them down on her floor and returned to the kitchen, where the three of them were talking cheerfully about what we'd seen. Alexa seemed to have an eidetic memory, because she described several places we had seen just in passing but could make it sound like we'd been there. 

"Well, let me go and get this over with." I muttered, heading out to the back. I've no doubt that if she could have, Alexa would have watched, but keeping my parents engaged seemed more relevant, in fact. She didn't want to seem like she was focused on me for reasons we dared not explain. 

I returned the push mower to the garage and brought out the rider, which was considerably quieter, if you can believe that, and also would take far less time. Now that I didn't need my parents annoyed with me, like I had this morning, I just wanted this over and done with as quickly as possible. 

Half an hour later, I was pushing the rider back into the large shed and the sun was westering. I sighed and figured there was not much point in taking a nap since night would soon be upon us. I went inside and found them still chatting away in the kitchen, discussing her accreditation. 

"Did I miss anything?" I asked in a tone that indicated my general lack of interest in an answer. 

"Nothing to worry your pretty little head about," mom said, holding a glass of wine. "You going to be interested in supper?" 

"I could be persuaded," I replied, not terribly hungry but not wanting to appear like anything was abnormal about my behaviour. "Picnic food was good, but there's always room for more." 

"Spoken like my son," mom sighed. "Alright, why don't you three mosey on somewhere out of my kitchen while I whip something up?" 

Dad, Alexa and I sat in the living room and watched TV for about half an hour before mom summoned us back to the dining room, where she'd laid out dinner, which consisted of a stir-fry. We ate and discussed the coming week's plans- mom and dad had papers to grade and then would begin their summer theses, so they would be gone a lot. Since my grades had been excellent, dad and mom had agreed I did not need to get a job for the summer, but I was obligated to keep the house in shape and also stay in practice for swim team. 

This left the matter of Alexa, who's status was still up in the air, concerning not only her schooling come the fall but also the finalization of her residency and citizenship. If Alexa was indeed worried about these things, she didn't express it, showing remarkable confidence and aplomb. 

"Unless you need him for anything else," she mused as she finished her plate. "I was hoping I could borrow Alex again to go downtown and get a local phone number. I could also use some more supplies and the sooner I get all these things done, the less reliant I will be on having him take me everywhere." 

"I don't see why not," mom reasoned. "It beats sitting here watching him play video games. Alex, will you please take your aunt to the mall tomorrow? Get an early start, we don't know what she might need." 

I nodded. "Yeah, I can do that. I should start going back to the gym on campus once this is all done, I haven't worked out for a few days now." 

"True," dad said. "See if you can get Alexa a membership, she was mentioning something about using the university's gym while you were mowing. You'll have a workout buddy then." 

"Okay." 

"Try not to sound so enthusiastic about having a girl as a workout partner," mom chided, fixing me with a look. "May do you some good." 

I helped clear the dishes and then went downstairs to shower. The bite mark was a little sore now, especially under the hot water, but nothing I couldn't handle. I looked at it in the mirror and had to admit that I was rather proud of it now. 

Sitting on my bed, watching TV, my computer finally notified me of a Skype call. I opened the window and was rewarded with the sight of my beautiful aunt, smiling happily. I was thrilled when she blew me a kiss. 

"Think we'll get any time together tonight?" she asked, giving me a naughty wink. 

I nodded. "They'll turn in around ten because they have to be up early. If you wait til eleven, they'll be passed out, both of them." 

"Good," she said, looking very pleased. "Because I need you. I don't want this day to be done yet." 

"Me either, Alexa," I agreed, meaning it. I wanted to feel her again. "Just let me know when you can sneak down and we'll wrap up our special day properly." 

She nodded. "I'll keep my screen up, but I'm going to relax until then. See you soon, lover..." 

I nodded to her and went back to watching TV, every once in a while looking over at my computer screen to see my sensual goddess, laying on her bed, reading or sorting small items from her luggage. She was wearing sensible pajamas, in case my parents came by her room. But I knew that the moment they were gone, so were the pajamas and her glorious body would once again be mine. 

And it seemed so right. 

*** 

Alexa squirmed in my lap, facing away from me, my cock deep inside her pussy. She had her face turned to me and we were kissing needfully, tongues slithering and probing. My hands wandered over her warm, soft skin, caressing every bit of her, tracing gentle circles around the bite mark I'd left on her lovely breast. 

"Alex..." she murmured quietly, her arms reaching back around my neck as she churned on my cock, our bodies locked together in our lovemaking. I shuddered as she squeezed her muscles around my shaft, responding by tilting my hips to penetrate further into her and she gasped softly. We were on my bed with me sitting up propped against all my pillows and her nestled into my lap. She had come downstairs as soon as it was safe, melting into my arms and kissing me. Our bodies reacted to one another as if we were born lovers. 

She hissed and bit my lower lip as I fingered her clit, making her grinding down in lusty circles on me. This was not a marathon fucking session, we wanted to cum together, to feel me deep inside her. The thrill of my parents being a mere two floors away was an unspoken taboo, but it was still there. 

"Mmmmm, I needed this..." she whispered against my lips, caressing my cheek. 

"At least we've gone hands-free now." I replied, causing her to giggle. Indeed our phones were recording, from a TV table at the bottom of the bed, looking straight on at us, where every single moment of my penetration of her was wetly visible. One of the phones was even zoomed in, to make sure we missed nothing when we watched later. 

It was much longer before we were writhing and squirming heatedly, moaning into one another's mouths and then shuddering as we came, my cock throbbing madly as I released my essence deep inside her. Her pussy clenched me hard, milking every last drop out of me until we just went still, hearts thumping and chests rising and falling. It was the perfect end to a day we had both desperately needed and looked forward to repeating as often as possible. 

It was a day of great relief for both of us. 

***



Alex & Alexa Ch. 05



Chapter 5 - Under The Radar 

I was rubbing my eyes as I took out a glass and poured myself some orange juice. Wearing only my boxers, I pressed the glass to my lips and took a stiff drink, hoping to revitalize myself. As much as I had enjoyed the previous day, I will admit I was completely worn out from it. I had fucked my beautiful aunt at least four times and cum hard each time. I was reasonably certain there was nothing left in my testes except some I.O.U chits. 

Yesterday had been magical for both of us. Though we'd only known one another for four days, we'd been getting progressively intimate since that very first night. We'd returned to a small natural grove we'd found just off a nature trail and made love for several hours, lost in one another. I'd never wanted it to end and we'd finished the day by making love in my bed down in the basement once my parents had gone to sleep. 

I sighed as I wondered what to do. She was my mother's sister, after all, and we were madly sexually attracted to one another. We couldn't help it or fight it, the attraction, the need was so damn strong. The horror of what would happen if we were ever found out was too much to think about. Forgetting the shame and disgrace if it our affair became known, there were laws. 

But we didn't care. We were determined to continue this for as long as we could, seemingly. Our lust for one another showed no sign of abating. My dreams were about her, most of my waking thoughts were about her, making love to her or finding ways to thrill her and make her like me. When I'd awoken this morning, I'd looked over at my laptop and smiled, because she was sleeping naked on top of her sheets, an angelic look on her face. 

I'd had sex before, I was not inexperienced. But sex with Alexa, my aunt that I was named after, was unlike anything I'd felt or experienced up to that point- it was primal, it was emotional, it was raw and torrid, but also had a deep, almost inexplicable bond. We'd whispered to one another, confessed that we'd been almost literally dropped in one another's laps, for reasons yet to be determined. It was an intangible and we didn't try to reason it out, only to act on what came so very naturally to us. 

I smiled as I heard footsteps on the stairs, coming down to the main floor. She finally awoken and was going to join me. I'd greet her with the kiss we loved to share and we would spend the day together, finding every chance we could to get naked and make love. 

But the footsteps were wrong... 

Shit! Mom! 

Without another word I put down my juice and hastily threw on my white t-shirt I'd brought upstairs, nearly getting my head caught in one of the sleeves. I'd just wrestled it over my waist when she walked into the kitchen, giving me a wry look. I whirled around to face her. 

"Jeez, mom!" I exclaimed, my heart pounding. I was now standing there in boxers shorts and a t-shirt, nothing else. 

"What's your damage?" she asked, clearly nonplussed by my weird behaviour. 

"I thought you were your sister." I replied, trying to look exasperated. Calling Alexa 'her sister' to my mom struck me as a good way of making sure I didn't sound too familiar yet. For days now I'd been acting suitably aloof and my parents were buying it, to my great relief. 

"Well, that would have been the end of the world," mom said dryly. "A family member seeing another family member in boxer shorts and no shirt. Ragnarok and Armageddon all rolled into one." 

I sighed in mild irritation. "Look, I know she's family, but it's still gonna take me time to adjust, okay? It's only been four days, give me some credit already. Why are you even home? If I'd known it was you, I wouldn't have bothered." 

She shrugged. "Just decided to start a little later, I don't have as many papers to grade as your father. He took off about half an hour ago, I told him I'd be there soon. Why are you up so early?" 

"I set my alarm because your sister seems to get an early start on things and if I'm going to play chauffeur again, I wanted to be ready." I explained. 

"Well, at least that's thoughtful of you." 

"Eh, it has more to do with making sure she doesn't come downstairs to the basement to wake me up," I elaborated. "I sleep in just my boxers, you know." 

"I'm pretty sure Alexa's eyeballs wouldn't melt," mom replied dismissively. "She's a sweet girl, but I doubt that would be her first time seeing a boy in his underwear, if you know what I mean." 

"Could we please stop talking about my aunt and my underwear?" I groused. "I'm being good and dutiful, praise me, dammit." 

Mom laughed and patted my shoulder, her hand touching the very bite mark Alexa had left on me the previous day that I'd been so desperate to cover with my shirt when she came down. Trying to explain that to my mother was the last thing I wanted to do. 

"True enough, I suppose," she admitted. "Alexa says you're slowly thawing, so that's a good thing. I just hope you're making a genuine effort to be her friend until she can establish some of her own." 

"I told you I would, but you know I don't make friends quickly," I said. "I'm not like dad, I'm more like you." 

"Ouch. Okay, point taken. I guess because she's my baby sister, I just really hope you'll get along with her. As long as you're trying, that's what counts." 

She filled her thermos with the coffee that had finished automatically brewing a while earlier and then grabbed her attache case and purse. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and waved as she walked out the door. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, watching through the bay window as she got into her vehicle and pulled out. I sat for five minutes, making sure she wasn't coming back and then sighed heavily. That had been close. 

Too damn close. 

I went into the kitchen, drained my orange juice and quietly padded upstairs. I checked to make sure dad was indeed gone and then to the door of the room that used to be my bedroom. I gently turned the handle and opened the door- light was coming in through openings in the drapes, giving the room a warm glow. On the bed, naked atop the covers still, lay my beautiful aunt, Alexa. 

And I couldn't get over how beautiful she really was. 

She was not quite a year older than me, nearly twenty six years younger than my mother. It had been something of a minor miracle, to be sure. She had long, thick golden blonde hair that hung almost down to the small of her back. Her eyes were a shining sapphire blue. Her lips were expressive and full, begging to be kissed. Her body was an erotic fantasy, with large, perky breasts that had small, pink nipples. Her waist was small, her stomach trim and her elegant hips curved into her long, supple legs. She kept her womanhood completely shaved, which drove me wild. Everything about her just made my body tremble with desire. 

I knelt next to the bed, smiling warmly at the sighed of her. She looked like an angle as the light from the windows played over her body. She was smiling, even in her sleep. Her torso was turned at a slight angle so that her chest was facing me, those incredible breasts almost beckoning to me. 

There it was. The bite mark I'd given her yesterday, to match the one she'd put on my shoulder when she had cum. It was on the soft swell of her breast, a defined set of teeth marks that had clamped down on that tender skin. She had gasped and whimpered at the time, but welcomed me marking her, a sign of our deep bond. 

I gently leaned onto the bed, doing my best to not disturb her. I got my face next to her breast and then placed my teeth on her skin, exactly where I'd bitten her the previous day, applying the lightest of pressure. Alexa stiffened ever so slightly and moaned in her sleep before stirring, waking up as I pulled back and smiled into those deep blue eyes. She smiled dreamily. 

"Good morning, Alex..." she whispered, her hand reaching to caress my cheek gently. "Making sure I was still marked as yours?" 

"That and just wanting to see you," I said, slipping my shirt and boxers off and sliding onto the bed next to her. She received me readily, snuggling her warm body to mine. "It's been an eventful morning already." 

"Mmmmmm, do tell..." she said softly, putting her arm around me and kissing her bite mark on my shoulder. 

"Well, I was down in the kitchen, wearing nothing but my boxers and having a glass of orange juice when mom came downstairs. You've never seen a man throw on a shirt so fast in your life." 

"Oh, did you think it was me?" she asked, smirking now and moving a lock of hair away from my face. "Yeah, I'll bet you moved if you had to cover up that bite mark. Why was she still here?" 

"Bad luck, really, she was just a little lazy this morning." I explained. "But as you can tell, she's gone now." 

"Mmmm, music to my ears," she purred, nestling her body even closer to mine. Her pussy touched my cock and that was all that needed to happen for the reaction you'd expect. He began swelling and Alexa reached down and massaged him gently. "We made love in your bed last night, perhaps we'd care to balance the score card here?" 

I nodded and rolled on top of her, causing her to giggle and then we kissed deeply, sensuously, without reservation. She parted her legs to allow my hips to nestle between them. I was already hard and she was already wet. Without further ado, I pushed my cockhead between her netherlips and then slid inside her slowly. She moaned into my mouth as she wrapped her arms around me and then her legs hooked behind my knees. 

Keeping her beneath me, I pushed in and out of her pussy while we kissed, tongues swirling and tangling, tasting each other's mouths. Her fingers massaged and kneaded my back traveling up and down my spine. I slid I up to the hilt and we both shivered and groaned as I filled her. 

"You feel so good inside of me..." she cooed, rocking her hips gently and squeezing me with her pussy muscles. "You make me feel like no one ever has before. Alex, it feels so good..." 

"God, Alexa," I murmured, kissing her neck. "Everything about you, it's wonderful. I love how you feel, how I feel inside you... I love your voice when you whisper to me... everything..." 

And then I remembered something that I was certain would put her over the edge. I gently pushed deeper inside while I repeated myself, whispering in her ear. 

"Tout sur vous, il est magnifique. Je t'aime comment vous vous sentez, ce que je ressens à l'intérieur vous ... votre voix lorsque vous chuchotez à moi ... J'aime tout à propos de ça..." 

She gasped loudly and clutched herself to me as I spoke French to her quietly, shuddering in delight. She kissed me feverishly and trembled as she held me to her, her heart pounding in her chest. 

"Jeg elsker dig, Alex. Jeg er vildt forelsket i dig, og ville ønske jeg kunne fortælle dig. Jeg ønsker at bo for evigt i dine arme..." she whispered to me, almost panting in my ear. I didn't know at all what she was saying, but I knew that speaking French thrilled her and she was saying something similar to what I'd told her. I loved the sound of her voice when she was speaking other languages. 

And the way her voice quavered in my ear now, as we rocked and squirmed against each other, making love on her bed, it was a pleasure I know I'd never tire of. I could never get enough of it and I hoped she understood this. 

We ground our hips harder into one another, panting and gasping as we fucked. Her legs were wrapped around my waist as I rocked back and forth, feeling her pussy clenching my cock tighter and tighter while the tingling, boiling heat bubbled up in my loins... 

We both cried out, hips writhing and straining as I burst, my cum spurting deep inside her. My back arched, my hands clenching the sheets beside her head. Her tunnel squeezed me hard, desperate for my offering. Our bodies shook as the mutual orgasm crashed over us, sweeping us away on waves of transcendent pleasure. 

"Alex!" she moaned loudly. 

"Alexa!" I growled, still straining against her as my ropes of cum lashed her pussy. 

We finally collapsed together, panting heavily. We were warm and damp, bodies quivering from the intensity of our lovemaking. Her legs slid from behind mine and her hands lay beside mine on the bed. I knew she didn't want me to move, no matter what I may have weighed, because we both loved the feeling of my cock deep inside her. 

Finally, slowly, she put her arms around me again in a feeble, exhausted hug. I pressed my lips to her neck and kissed her, loving that she moaned lightly at the touch. That we could share this exquisite satiation was so wonderful to both of us. 

"Wonderful, lover," she murmured, finally opening her eyes. "I'd happily wake up that way every day if I could." 

"You and me both," I agreed. "I'd die a happy man." 

Alexa giggled and poked my nose. "Silly, no dying. I'm nowhere near done with you yet." 

"As you wish." I sighed, smiling wryly. I slowly rolled off her and onto my back. My cock sprung up above me, still hard and glistening with our cum. Alexa now moved down next to my hips and took my member inside her mouth, bobbing back and forth, sucking our mingled pleasure off me. She moaned happily, loving to do this as one of the final acts of any lovemaking session. When she was finished, she smiled and laid back down beside me, her body snuggled to mine. 

"So we know the general agenda for our day," she said quietly, tracing a fingernail over my defined ab muscles. "Do we have any plans yet for where we can get naughty?" 

I pondered her question. "Well, you need a phone, so we'll be at the mall. I can think of a potential location there. I suppose we can go on a tour of the city and see if anything jumps out at us." 

"Sounds wonderful," she purred. "We need to shower, of course, and then what about breakfast?" 

"Why don't we have breakfast out?" I suggested. "Lots of nice places for it around this city. Besides, we might get lucky and find another place to fuck." 

"Sold," she said readily, nodding her had at the thought. "Let's shower and get moving." 

She took my hand and led me into the bathroom. While I grabbed two towels, Alexa turned on the water for the shower and stepped in. She giggled in delight as I joined her, pressing her now-slippery body to mine and kissing me, a gesture I returned willingly. We kissed and moved slowly together beneath the water, almost dancing to a music only we could hear. 

Alexa broke the kiss finally and had a light frown on her face. "Damn," she muttered quietly. "Gotta pee..." 

She looked past the shower curtain for a moment, to the toilet on the far side of the bathroom and bit her lip before looking at me. "I... okay, this might be weird, Alex, but... may I pee in here? I really don't want to get out." 

I shrugged. "Doesn't bother me any, I'll let fly once in a while if I need to." 

"Thanks," she said, nodding. "This'll only take a sec." 

She kept her hands on my shoulders and closed her eyes, as if she was trying to concentrate on what she needed to do. Without saying anything, I took hold of her hips and moved forward into her, bending my knees slightly and placing my cock beneath her pussy. Her eyes flipped open and she blinked in confusion. 

"I thought you might have an easier time if we made it naughty," I remarked, grinning. "Seems to do the trick for us, doesn't it?" 

She gave me a wry smirk. "You think peeing on your cock is going to help? Well, can't hurt to try, right?" 

She made sure her pussy was good and nestled on top of my member and stared into my eyes. She pursed her lips and gave a tiny shiver as she began. I had my back to the shower jet, feeling it blast down my back, distinctly different from what she was doing. Her warm pee splashed and inundated my dick, trickling between and down both our thighs. She began giggling at the sensation and I was doing my best not to laugh at how absurd we were. 

She finally finished and sighed. "Well, don't know if that helped me go, per se, but it was certainly different and fun to do." 

"I wouldn't know yet, would I?" I teased, giving her a leering grin and then reaching to hold her in place. Her eyes went wide and she squealed, struggling to get away from me. The water made her difficult to hold on to, but I finally managed to wrestle her to her knees, facing away from me, her hands scrabbling at the back lip of the large tub. As she writhed to get away, I pushed the head of my cock against her pussy and began peeing. She shuddered and froze for a moment as she realized what I was doing and then moaned. 

Feeling the stream splattering between us at such short range, cock to pussy, was thrilling in a way I couldn't readily describe. Alexa groaned and reached under herself, using two fingers to pull her labia wide and expose her inner pink. I pushed my cockhead against the pink as I peed, even managing to force it slightly inside, despite being soft. Alexa shivered and sucked in her breath, almost whimpering. 

I aimed the stream directly on her clit and she keened as I battered it. Just before I finished, I dragged my cock across her magnificent ass, baptizing it as well. By the time I'd finished, Alexa was leaning heavily against the back lip of the tub, panting. She slid slowly to the floor of the tub, lying on her stomach and just sighing. I laid down on top of her, nuzzling and kissing her neck. 

"Mmmmm, add another perversion to our list of incestuous little activities..." she hummed, clearly pleased with what had transpired. 

"First time I've ever done anything like that," I mused, still lying on her. "How about you?" 

"First time with a guy," she sighed, gently squirming beneath me. "Had a girlfriend I'd go pussy-to-pussy with and do it. Was a real turn-on with her. And it is here, too. Everything we do together turns me on." 

I slowly turned her over and we kissed and made out while lying on the shower floor, the water cascading down on us. Finally, we stood and resumed showering, lathering and cleaning one another off, Alexa giggling as she squirmed her body to mine, like she was my own human loofah. 

"Do you know what a nuru massage is, Alex?" she asked, looking up into my eyes. 

I nodded and smiled evilly. "I have about ten movies on my hard drive and about twenty websites bookmarked. 

"'Then you're in luck," she purred, holding me close and massaging me with her breasts. "Because I love giving those massages and have for quite a few years. I know where to order the gel online if we can't find any locally and all we need are towels, a big wooden bowl and an inflatable mattress." 

"Sounds like Heaven," I sighed, picturing Alexa slithering her slippery body all over me to make us cum. "I know some shops we can look around in. 

We finished showering somehow and got out, drying one another off. I sat and waited on Alexa's bed and watched her while she chose an outfit for the day. She put various top in front of herself, displaying them and asking my opinion. I decided on a v-neck shirt, as long as she promised to wear a push-up bra along with it. We then found her another set up curvy jeans and some panties to match. 

"Keep in mind you have to desecrate these for me later," she purred as she slipped on the panties. I want to feel your cum against me all day." 

We went down to the basement and she chose my outfit for me, something she seemed to take pleasure in doing, not to mention I enjoyed watchng her do. She dressed me, as she had before, and we went upstairs, hand-in-hand. We got into my car and she was alreadt taking video and pictures on her phone, iterating what we had in mind for the day. I enjoyed listening to the matter-of-fact sort of way she used to describe our lovemaking plans. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 05



We stopped downtown at one of my favourite cafes and had a light breakfast and strong coffee. My food included a lot of granola with berries and protein. She giggled and poke my hand. 

"Keeping our zinc and folic acid count up, are we?" she teased. 

"Got to around you," I replied. "Can't keep you filled up with cum if I run out." 

"Well that would be a pity," she said quietly, tracing her fingernail around the edge of her cup. "I have to feed my addiction, after all. But Alex, can I... ask you something?" 

"Sure. Anything." 

"Do you... ever wish there was someone you could safely tell about us?" 

I considered for a moment. "Well, not really. I guss I wish we didn't have to hide it, but tell someone since we have to keep it secret? No, can't think of anyone. Why?" 

She drew a deep breath. "I've got a good friend back in Copenhagen, someone who was probably my best friend and confidante while I lived anywhere over there. And I really wish I could tell her. We talk nightly now, when I'm not with you, and she asks how I'm doing. It feels strange to omit one of the most, if not the most, relevant details of my new life from her." 

I thought about what she was saying. There had to be aspects of her old life she missed. And what did I care if she told a friend about us? Not like it would really affect me, would it? 

And it would make Alexa happy. 

"So go ahead and tell her," I said simply, shrugging. "I don't see any harm coming of it if she's that good a friend to you." 

Her eyes lit up. "You wouldn't mind?" 

"Can't think of a reason I should," I reasoned. "Not like she's going to rat us out to anyone we know here, right?" 

She sighed and smiled at me. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any more amazing. Her name is Freja, she's a lot of fun. Would you like to meet her on Skype some time?" 

I nodded. "That might be fun. So were you two um, close?" 

She giggled. "Yes, we were lovers. We promised one another we'd find time to be naughty on Skype, but we've only done that once since my arrival." 

I smiled. "That night you told me I missed such a great little show on the webcam?" 

"Yes," she admitted, blushing. "Freja and I were playing for one another. And it's fun, but I would rather be making love to you." 

"Well, if she's interested, why don't we put on a show for her some night when my parents aren't home?" I offered. "Would she like that?" 

"Oh, she'd love that, I'm sure, she's a real perv," Alexa mused, smiling naughtily at the thought. "Maybe we'll just start fucking one night without warning her." 

"I'm in," I said cheerfully, finishing my zinc and folic acid. "So where shall we go now?" 

She considered as she finished her coffee. "Might as well get the phone thing over and done with. I love my phone, so hopefully they'll just be able to put a North American chip in it and give me a new number." 

I nodded and we went to the mall, where we found a carrier store. Rather than endure men leering all over her and trying to get her to buy a new phone, she went directly to a female attendant who was plainly dressed and asked her to see if her phone could be converted and given a new number. Seeing the way her male attendants were staring at Alexa, the woman decided to get this buxom blond vixen out of her store as quickly as possible, so she opened the phone, examined it and announced that she could indeed just convert it and give her a new number. 

Alexa announced she was pleased, picked her plan and signed her contract. The entire experience was over in less than thirty minutes, which I didn't think was possible in a cellphone store. She was smiling at her phone as we exited the store, satisfied with the transaction. 

"And I gave it international calling, in case I need to talk directly to someone in Europe on the spot," she said. "Never hurts to be prepared. Now didn't you tell me there might be a place in this mall where you could fuck me good and proper?" 

I took her by the hand and led her through the mall and down a wing that was being redeveloped. None of the stores were opened yet and plastic sheeting covered most of the store fronts. A short hall off to one side led to an exit for the parking lot in the rear of the mall. 

And it was here that there was a set of bathrooms, mostly unused. One was a family changeroom that I now took her into. 

We walked in and I closed the door behind us, locking it and slotting the 'occupied' tab into place. There were benches spread around to allow moms to feed their babies in peace, along with some changing stations. At the back of the room was a wooden door and behind that was the actual bathroom. I took her into the bathroom and closed the door. She was already slipping off her shirt and wiggling out of her jeans. I stared at her body in renewed wonder as she stood there in her bra and thong, smirking at me with one hand on her hip. 

"Not your first time fucking in a public bathroom, is it?" she teased. 

"I was just thinking that I'm the luckiest nephew in the whole damn universe." I breathed, still staring. She blushed and knelt down in front of me, unbuckling my belt and then sliding my pants down. She slipped my boxers down and nuzzled her cheek against my cock before kissing it. I playd with her hair while she took me inside her mouth, slowly moving her lips back and forth on me until I was hard. She stood and pressed herself to me, kissing me as I undid the clasp at the front of her bra, letting her breasts free as it fell off her lovely shoulders. 

I now gently pressed her back against the sink lowering my head to kiss her succulent breasts, swirling my tongue around the nipples slowly, making her coo and shiver. One of my hands reached down and slid slowly up and down the thong she was wearing, teasing her increasingly wet lips. I kissed and nibbled down her belly as I tugged the thong down, exposing her smooth pussy. She gasped as I kissed it and then snaked my tongue inside. I knelt in front of her and lifted her knees so there were sitting on my shoulders and her hands supported her upper body on the sturdy sink. 

I massaged her gooey lips with my mouth and flicked her clit with my tongue and she moaned quietly as she crossed her legs behind my head. My fingers flexed on her thighs as I licked and kiss her pussy eagerly, loving how her body responded to my touches. 

"Alex..." she whimpered. "Yes, lover..." 

We wouldn't have forever in here and we both knew it, so I stood slowly, keeping her pressed back against the sink. She looked up into my eyes expectantly, biting her lip as she slipped one legs around my waist. I moved the head of my cock to her slippery entrance and guided it in. We both sighed as I pressed with my hips and slid deep inside her. It was almost a relief for us. 

We kissed deeply as she held me inside her, her pussy embracing my cock like a returning hero. She moaned into my mouth as I began to slide back and forth slowly. She worked her hips against mine, keeping me in rhythm with the leg she had around my waist. I wished I had more hands, because there was so much of her I wanted to fondle all at once. 

"Mmmm, fy anwylyd..." she murmured next to my ear, kissing and nibbling at it. "Rwyf wrth fy modd sut yr ydych yn teimlo y tu mewn i mi..." 

"God, I wish I spoke Welsh now..." I breathed, kissing her neck and causing her to giggle. She shivered as I touched a sweet spot, crushing her body against me. She squeezed my cock with her pussy hungrily, wanting to feel my cum deep inside her. He hands clenched my behind, pulling on it, driving me deeper into her hungry womanhood. 

I paused and pulled her off the sink, taking my cock out of her momentarily as I turned her around. She placed her hands on the rim and groaned as I held her hips and slid deep inside her from behind. I wrapped my arms around her, pumping back and forth. I kept her legs squeezed together between mine, tightening her slippery tunnel. My hands massaged her breasts as I fucked her and she groaned lustily, grinding back against me, her ass against my hips. 

"Fuck!" she gasped through gritted teeth as I wrapped my hand in her hair and pulled on it, craning her neck back. My other hand still squeezed her breasts hard, pinching her nipples and gripping her hard enough to leave the red marks we both loved. One of her hands moved down to play with her clit, also teasing her lips and my cock as it slid over her fingers. 

We were both trembling and she turned her head and mashed her mouth to mine as we went rigid together, grinding as hard as we could into one another. Finally I broke and I rammed my hips as hard as I could into her, my cum exploding deep inside her. She screamed into my mouth as her pussy clamped down on my cock savagely, bathing us both in her wild desire. 

She leaned against the sink and I held her tight as we both trembled, bound in waves of pleasure. I caressed her body and we kissed tiredly, her fingers on my cheek. My hips still moved against her, letting Alexa milk the last of my cum from me. As I finally started going soft, I stood back slowly and she turned around to kneel, sucking our mingled cum off my cock as was her habit and our mutual delight. 

Her pussy squished below her as she stood and she giggled. "All that jizz of yours is going to be out of my cunt and on my panties in minutes. Good thing I brough some pads to wear on the outside of my thong so it doesn't show on my pretty pretty jeans." 

I cleaned myself up slightly and wiped Alexa's inner thighs before she slid on her thong and fastened the liner in place and then I did up her jeans. I slipped on her shirt and then she dressed me before we went out to the outer room. Tempting fate because of the frosted glass, we held one another and began kissing deeply for a few minutes. If anyone went by, they didn't notice. 

We visited several more shops in the mall, letting her get acquainted with its layout. She immediately found and made note of the locations of all the best clothing and beauty supplies stores, along with three different lingerie shops. As we exited, she asked if I knew of any reputable adult stores downtown. I thought for a moment and took her to the car. While we were in the lot, mom called. 

"Hi," I said cheerfully. "We're just leaving the mall, Alexa's set up with her own local number now." 

"You sounds unsually chipper," mom stated. "What's up?" 

"Nothing, we've just been discussing things we have in common and I got to eat. I'm full of coffee and granola." 

"And I'm full of protein now." Alexa whispered, giggling. I scowled at her and swatted her hand. I shook my head and went back to talking to my mother. 

"So you made a genuine attempt to find common ground with her and get along? Good for you," mom said. "I just wanted to check in, what do you have planned for the afternoon?" 

"Well, I told her I'd show her around downtown, so that she can find her way if she ever wants to borrow my car," I explained. "So we're just going to tool around, let her get the layout of the land." 

"Good idea," she agreed. "Make sure she texts me her new number so I can reach her and give her my snapchat name as well. You kids have fun." 

"See you, mom." I said, finally hanging up as we got in the car. I turned and gave her a look. "We are so lucky she didn't hear you," I chided, pretending to scold her. She tried to look sorry but could not get the naughty smirk off her face. "You're full of protein?" 

"Well, I did eat quite a bit of yogurt at breakfast," she reasoned. "I can't rely exlusively on your cum as a protein source now, can I?" 

"You are such a brat," I muttered, caressing her cheek. She took my palm and kissed it lovingly. "Not that I mind, of course, maybe I'll spank you later." 

"God, I love spankings from the right person," she purred, smiling at me. "They give me such a tingle." 

We drove and I finally brought her to an upscale adult shop I was aware of. No one knew me in there and I somehow doubted anyone knew my parents, so I felt safe being seen here with Alexa. We walked inside and she grinned, remarking on the size of the place. It reminded her of some similar shops she'd visited in Europe. 

"I'm hoping I can get a few things in here," she used as we walked around. "I had to leave all my toys in Europe, of course, didn't want to bring those through customs. Maybe we can find some things we can both use." 

Arm-in-arm, we perused the store for an while, discussing various toys and outfits we saw. It was a cavernous place, with a high ceiling, along with row upon row of items, tucked away in a corner of a ritzy downtown district. Even many locals didn't know it was there, but that worked out well for the store, who had the benefit of a prime location and discreet clientele. 

"So no one here knows you, right?" she asked quietly while we looked at dildos. 

"As far as I know, right." 

"Let's be naughty and fuck with their heads," she whispered, smiling at me wickedly. "We're both blond and have blue eyes and we look the same age. Let's pretend we're twins." 

I raised my eyebrow in amusement. "Really?" 

She nodded. "Unless you just want to tell the truth and let them know we're an aunt and nephew who love to fuck." 

I chuckled. "We'd better stick with the twins thing. If we say 'aunt and nephew', there's no telling who might talk to who and it makes its way somehow through the campus to my parents. Siblings is far more anonymous."  

"I know," she sighed. "It's the one sucky erotic part about being directly related to you, incest roleplay isn't roleplay at all, kind of takes the kink out of it." 

"Maybe, but it's not roleplay for us, it's the real deal," I pointed out. "We're living what people who roleplay dream about." 

She nodded. "True. Alright, let's blow their minds..." 

We walked around until we found a young woman attendant and got her attention. "'scuse me," I began, smiling. "Looking for a naughty schoolgirl outfit for the lady here." 

The girl looked at us for a moment, perhaps noticing our physical similarities before nodding and taking us to a place where they kept fetish costumes. She displayed a range but Alexa immediately asked her to point out the best quality one. It was quite wonderful to look at, with a red plaid skirt and a white shirt that was meant to be tied at the midriff. Stockings completed the ensemble and some mary-jane shoes were also available. 

Alexa asked if she could try the outfit on and the girl showed her the dressing room not far away. She waited nearby the room while I busied myself examining some latex outfits. Then Alexa came out of the change room and my entire world stopped dead. 

She walked forward slowly, smiling sexily, stepping one foot in front of the other and biting her lip. She had put her hair in pigtails. The blouse was tied but her breasts were almost bursting out of the top with her push-up bra. Her midriff was completely bare and the red plaid skirt barely fell past her hips and her ass. The white stockings and shoes looked incredible on her shapely legs. 

"How do I look?" she asked breathily as she walked up to me, smirking. 

I couldn't say anything. The attendant girl seemed to be stunned too. 

"Mmm, you like, I take it?" she purred, leaning forward so her breasts gently bumped against my chest and gave me a wonderful view of her cleavage. 

I finally regained my wits and grinned. "It's even better than the ones we had to wear to school." 

She giggled. "Mom and dad would not approve." 

"Well, it's not they're approval you need, is it? Your brother's is the only one that counts." I said softly but loud enough to be heard by our attendant. Her eyes got even wider, if that was possible, upon hearing us refer to one another as siblings. 

"Mmmm, when we get home are you gonna strip it off me or make me wear it when you fuck me?" she cooed, her nose almost touching mine. 

She then took out a little lollipop from the inside of the blouse, twisted off the wrapper and popped it in her mouth, a saucy smile on her face as she winked at me. As outrageously sexy as I found the action, I almost burst out laughing at it because of how ridiculous we were. 

Alexa now turned to face the attendant, leaning back against me and I put my arm around her to hold her steady and balance us. The girl was still staring almost dumbly. 

"Sweetheart, I am buying this outfit, no question, and a lot of other things," she purred, smiling sweetly. "But do you think it'd be okay if I snapped some pics in here? I want to remember this moment." 

The girl swallowed. "Are... are you two... are you brother and sister? For real?" 

Alexa looked up at me for a moment and then giggled before nodding at the girl. "What do you think, silly? We look alike, don't we? What do you want, a blood test?" 

"Holy shit, that's hot..." the girl breathed. "Yeah, I... sure, please do. May I watch?" 

"Ooh, an audience," Alexa cooed. "I like it. Maybe you can take some pictures for me, if you're not too busy?" 

"I don't think it'll be a problem, we're not busy," she said readily. "I just... holy shit, you two are lovers?" 

Alexa smirked again. "You need a demo or something?" 

"Quit teasing her," I said, puller her tight to my body and speaking against her lips while one hand reached down beneath the front of the skirt and stroked her thong, causing her to shiver and moan in response. "Make nice with the girl, sis." 

"Mmmmm, I will, I promise, just keep teasing me," she murmured, putting one arm back around my neck. "God, I'm so fucking horny." 

"Already?" I asked cheerfully. "We fucked less than an hour ago in the mall." 

"It's this outfit," she breathed. "I can't wait to fuck in it." 

"Well, let's not get us all arrested here," the girl interjected. "But I'm willing to take pictures, no matter how sexy it would be to see you two- I... let's take pictures." 

Alexa nodded and took up various sexy poses while the girl and I took pictures on my phone and Alexa's. She never actually exposed her breasts but came close on several occasions and also releaved her thong and her ass cheeks freely. For some pictures, she laid on her back, looking up at the camera, her legs spread and sucking on the lollipop, looking very much in need. She knelt on all fours, facing away from the camera but turning to look at us, her skirt hiked over her behind. 

We then let the girl take pictures of the two of us, with her kneeling in front of me but slowly working her way up until we were kissing in the last snapshots. She finally pulled away and took a deep breath, her skin flushed. 

"Okay, we've gotta stop or I'm gonna rape you right here on the floor," she said, gaining control of herself. "Taking pictures like this turns me on." 

The girl handed Alexa her cellphone back and gathered her thoughts. "So will you just wear that or do you want to package it?" 

Alexa giggled. "I'd better get dressed, no telling who we'll run into out there, right?" 

I nodded. "And you did promise the nice lady that we had more stuff to buy. So get changed and let's continue with your purchases." 

She wiggled into the changeroom and was back out in just a few minutes, reverted to her glorious self, although she kept the lollipop. I laughed as we walked around, still perusing. 

"Where the hell did you get that thing?" I asked. 

She shrugged coyly. "I knew I wanted to buy a schoolgirl outfit today so I brought it along, just in case. It pays to plan ahead." 

We found a few dildos and vibrators she liked, one of which had a suction cup so it could be stuck to a wall. She picked up some smaller toys, like buzzing eggs and nipple clamps, along with edible lubricant and body paints. Two of her other purchases included a double-headed dildo and a strap-on dildo of no small size. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 05



"Oh, don't worry, my love, they're not for you," she said in a soothing tone, noticing me eyeing them warily. "But you never know when an opportunity might arise." 

"Good to hear." I replied. She saw several wonderful latex outfits and she made me promise we could come back for to to try them on at some point. I was looking at some silk restraints when Alexa called me, drawing my attention to another aisle. 

She held up a box and smiled wickedly. "I found the nuru gel..." 

She had indeed, along with an inflatable mattress and even a traditional-looking wooden bowl made for just such an occasion. I joined her and she snuggled up to me, whispering in delight. "I can't wait to use this on you, lover..." 

We went to the check out where our attendant was waiting. Her manager was nearby and he could hardly keep the grin off his face as he looked at us. Alexa saw him smiling and raised an eyebrow, smirking. 

"Afraid you missed out on the show?" 

"From what I heard, yeah," he said, nodding. "You two are welcome back any time." 

"Can't understand why..." Alexa purred as she turned to me and put her arms around my neck, kissing me deeply. We made out for several seconds in front of the counter, the manager grinning and the attendant girl staring in wide-eyed shock. Alexa broke the kiss and turned her head to smile and wink at them both before I picked up the bags of her purchases and we walked out. 

"That was quite the pretty penny you dropped back in there," I mentioned. "You sure that's alright?" 

Alexa nodded simply. "It's not an issue. I told you, my mom left me a hefty inheritence and now that I know the university will give me a full scholarship I don't need to consider that aspect of it. More to the point, you have to remember that I left my entire stock of personal toys back in Europe, Alex, and I needed to replace those. It wasn't really an option, do you know what I mean?" 

"I understand," I replied cheerfully, glad to be out with her. "I love how turned on and worked up you get when you do things like that." 

"I do, but it's more acute around you then I ever remember it being," she said. "You bring out a sexual animal in me that I'm loving to embrace." 

"So what shall we do now?" I asked as we got back to the car. 

She thought about it for a moment. "Let's go find a small, secluded area in a park and make out." 

Fortunately, I knew just the place. 

*** 

One great thing about High Park is that there are lots of little parkettes and areas that make up part of the greater whole. And some of these saw little traffic, even in the summer. So I took her to an area where I knew that we'd be alone, even if people were not far away, blissfully ignorant of our proximity. 

And it was here that I had Alexa on her back, lying on the side of a small green hill, her legs spread wide and wearing only her shirt as I lapped hungrily at her pussy. She was hissing and trembling, a sheen of sweat already forming on her. She was sucking on the lollipop she'd had in the sex store as she looked down at me through heavily-lidded, pleading eyes. 

"Alex, don't tease me, you bastard..." she whimpered, her gooey pussy begging for my tongue. "Please..." 

She reached down with the cherry-flavoured lollipop and rubbed the candy up and down her slippery lips, even sticking it inside and sighing. It glistened wetly as she pulled it back out and showed it to me. She moaned again as she slid it back inside herself, wiggling it back and forth. When she finally pulled it out, she took it in her mouth and sucked on it ardently, enjoying the mingled taste of cherry and her own pussy. I wasted no time in wiggling my tongue back inside her and had to admit I agreed with her about how thrilling the taste was. I devoured her hungrily, making her squirm and writhe. 

I pushed my tongue farther inside her he and she moaned loudly. I got on my knees and pushed on her until she was rolled up onto her shoulders, her hips and ass grinding in the air against my face. My hands reached down and squeezed her breasts while I snaked my tongue across her pussy. My tongue lashed her clit and she gripped my hands on her breasts and she strained, body shaking as she tried to not climax yet... 

Her cum smothered my face as I pinned her by the shoulders, holding her in place while she thrashed. She sighed loudly, gripping my hands tight. I could feel her pussy clenching around my tongue and her incredible taste on my lips. It was intoxicating. Her natural taste, along with the sweet cherry of the lollipop. She shook and gasped, wracked by pleasure until she went went almost still, eyes closed and moaning quietly. 

"Holy shit..." she whispered, reaching down to feel her pussy and then licking her fingers tenderly. "Oh my God... Alex..." 

I slowly lowered her hips and then laid down beside her, caressing her breasts and stomach. I smiled at her while she stretched langorously and sighed in bliss. She slowly turned onto her side to face me and smiled. 

"Are you sure you haven't been with lots of girls before?" she purred, tracing a fingernail over my cheek. "Because you eat pussy like a champ." 

"Well, I have to admit, I'm really into pleasing you," I replied, smiling back. "I think doing it to you makes me better than I should be." 

"Then they don't know what they're missing." Alexa sighed, stretching again. "God, that tongue. I can't feel my anything at the moment." 

She snuggled closer and kissed me and I could taste her cum and the lollipop on her lips and tongue. I couldn't get enough of her. We kissed one another for some time before she finally smiled and stretched out on her back again. "Okay, I think I have my legs back. I'd better get my pants back on now that you've put out the fire in my girl. But we have to come and use this spot again." 

I helped her back into her thong and pants before we made our way back into the park. We strolled around for some time, holding hands when no one was nearby and we both wished that we didn't have to be careful. I walked her down to the lake that was in the middle of the park and we sat on the water's edge, staring out over the expanse, watching swans and ducks float by. 

"It's pretty here," she said quietly, sitting next to me. "Different from where I lived but similar in some ways. It'll take getting used to but... as long as I'm with you and Karen and Michael, well, I know it will feel like home." 

"I'm glad," I replied, giving her hand a squeeze. "Because that's important to all of us. I know it's important to me." 

We said nothing for a while before she looked at me and grinned. "Buy me some ice cream?" 

*** 

Not surprisingly, even watching Alexa eat ice cream was a total turn on for me, and we had to find a secluded location for me to lick the melted goodness off her breasts when it kept 'accidentally' falling on them. She hummed as I held her to me, sucking hungrily on her luscious breasts, now covered in soft-serve. 

"Mmmm, way to be thorough, tiger," she purred, kissing my mouth and licking the ice cream off my lips. We were in the back seat of my car in a secluded parking lot, with me lying on top of her and her shirt off. Her legs were wrapped around my waists as she squirmed beneath me. "You sure know how to clean a girl off..." 

I was horny as hell, but it was still daylight out and didn't want to risk getting caught. We wiped her bosom clean with some wet-naps she had kept in her purse (she seemed to be prepared for anything and everything) and then I asked her what else she had to do today. 

"I need another bathing suit," she mentioned. "The one I have might be a little too immodest for wearing to a swimming pool or the beach in these parts, I think, or at least when Karen's around. And she did sat she was looking forward to us catching up by sitting in the jacuzzi and drinking champagne. So maybe we can find a one-piece somewhere for me?" 

I nodded and headed to a store that I knew carried what she'd be looking for. I waited patiently while she tried on several but what blew me away is just how good she made them look- her tits looked huge in all of them, her waist tiny and her ass was magnificent. She finally decided on a red and white one, but also purchased some micro-bikini's while she was at it, winking at me and saying they'd make up for the regular one she'd bought. 

"It's getting close to dinner time, we should probably head back," I said somewhat regretfully. "I'd sooner be out with you." 

Alexa sighed. "Maybe, but we probably don't want to be seen spending too much time together, at least by ourselves. We'll make time, we're clearly good at it, right?" 

"We do seem to be," I agreed, nodding. "Alright, we'll head back. Besides, we can get together tonight after mom and dad go to bed." 

"Mmm, I'm so glad for that," she said in a sultry voice. "Because I'm really tempted to give you my ass tonight." 

She reached over from the passenger's seat and massaged my crotch while I was driving. "I really want to get that monster inside my ass. God, Alex, I'm getting wet just thinking about it. What have you done to me?" 

"Pretty sure it's mutual," I said, feeling myself swell inside my jeans. "And yes, I'd love to fuck your ass tonight." 

"Good, because I'm holding you to that..." she said quietly, releasing me and letting me drive without causing an accident. 

We got home and she took her new items directly up to her room. I was drinking a smoothie in the kitchen when mom and dad came in, direct from work. 

"Glad to see you made it back for dinner," mom said as she put down her briefcase full of notes. "So what did you two get up to today?" 

I shrugged. "Nothing too exciting. "We went to breakfast, you know that, we went to the mall and got her a new number, you know that part, she got some clothes, uh... I took her to High Park for a while and bought her ice cream and-" 

"God save us, you could a V-E Day report sound dull," mom groused, cutting me off as Alexa bounced back down the stairs. "Allie, did you have fun today? Because he makes it sound as exciting as watching a hamster swimming in a bucket of thorozene." 

Alexa smiled brightly. "We had a good day and he was very accomodating about driving me everywhere and putting up with my zipping around looking at everything. Be nice to him, Karen, it's not like he was taking some girl on a date, how enthusiastic do you expect him to be?" 

Dad laughed and mom sighed, accepting her point. "Alright, I'm sorry, Alex. I am just really hoping to make everything wonderful for Allie and sometimes you have the delivery of Ben Stein." 

"My day was very pleasant and I enjoyed his company, Karen." Alexa said, walking by me and ruffling my hair as she did so. "So what's on the agenda for tonight?" 

"Well, Michael and I are feeling lazy after a long day's grading, so we were just going to order in," mom mentioned. "Should we try that new Moroccan place? They deliver." 

"Mmm, I love Moroccan food," Alexa said happily. "I'm in." 

We waited for dinner, allowing mom and dad to regale us with tales of some of the worst papers they were grading. Mom could not get over how dumb some university students were, even at a place with a world-standing, like ours had. The food arrived and we laughed and talked while we ate, drinking mint tea to wash everything down. I cleared away dinner and announced my intention to watch some classic games on the Hockey Channel. Alexa told mom she's bought a swimsuit, so if they wanted to use the hot tub, they could. Mom was delighted and rushed to set up and turn on the jacuzzi while Alexa went up to change. 

I sat in the living room, watching a classic game from '67 when dad joined me. I got my love of hockey from him and we enjoyed watching games together. We were maybe an hour into the game when dad got a text from mom, insisting that we put on our bathing suits and come join them. 

"She wants us out there with them," I said flatly, looking at him. "How much champagne has she had?" 

"Enough that I know better than to say no," dad sighed, getting up. "And if you have a brain in your head, you'll learn that women never forget the times you've said no. Think about that and I'll see you out there." 

He lumbered off, leaving me to my own thoughts. It was true, saying 'no' to mom was usually not a good idea, but if she was slightly inebriated and genuinely happy, after nearly two decades of missing her sister, then it would be selfish of me to decline. 

And then there was the whole aspect of seeing Alexa in the jacuzzi again. 

I waited until I heard dad go outside and then hustled downstairs to get my trunks on. I went outside and was greeted by the sight of Alexa in her one-piece, sitting modestly on a lower seat to conceal her chest, while mom was sitting across from her, wearing a surprisingly sporty black one-piece that had no sides, with the material tapering in over her midriff and attaching the bottom and top with a chrome ring. Dad was, I can only assume, wearing his habitual shorts, like I would do. 

"Hi, Alex!" Alexa said brightly, waving. "C'mon in, water's great!" 

"Glad to see you, Gollum, if somewhat surprised," mom mused, raising her champagne glass in response to my appearance. "Clamber in, plenty of room." They seemed to be on their second bottle of champagne, so dad had graciously brought out beers for he and I to drink. I slipped into the tub, sitting between mom and Alexa, trying to not sit too close to my aunt, however much I wanted to. 

"Alexa was telling us about co-ed bathing facilities in Europe," dad said cheerfully as he clinked his bottle against mine. "Some of 'em are even clothes free, I was thinkin' your mother and I ought to visit a few of them." 

Alexa giggled while I rolled my eyes. "I swear, dad, sometimes it's hard to remember you're a Rhodes Scholar and tenured professor." 

He grinned. "I know, right? How awful would it be if I was some dusty old bookworm who wore a jacket with leather elbow patches?" 

I made a face. "Was that ever a thing?" 

"I've got a pipe, I could smoke a pipe..." dad offered. 

"No," mom said, a note of finality in her voice. "We've got that hookah, that's enough." 

"I love hookah," Alexa exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Can we all do it at some point?" 

"That can be arranged," mom mused. "I'd be up for it. None of us smoke, but hookah's different. Heck, Mike and Alex even have Middle Eastern music to listen to while we do it." 

"This is so exciting!" Alexa almost squealed. "I know how to belly dance! Alex, take me shopping tomorrow and I'll find a belly-dancing outfit!" 

"Uh... okay." I said, trying to sound ambivalent, when I was, of course, completely stoked about the prospect. 

"That sounds fun," dad mused. "Allie, you'll have to show your sister some of those moves for me." 

Mom was going to make a face but squeaked and giggled when dad apparently pinched her ass. I turned my face away and pinched my eyes. 

"Oh, don't be such a stick in the mud, Debbie-Downer," mom teased, apparently enjoying her champagne. "At least make yourself useful and take some pictures of us all, our first time as a familyin the hot tub." 

"Total Kodak moment." I muttered, taking the cellphone from mom. I took some pictures of her and dad, then her and Alexa together, holding their champagne glasses up and smiling brightly. I got a picture of dad sitting between them with the two women leaning in and giving him kisses on the cheek. 

"How about you and Allie now?" mom suggested. "I'll bet there's not a single pic of the two of you acting like a family." 

It was hard not to smirk at the statement. Alexa stood up and wandered over to me, sitting me down and then sitting across my lap. I looked rather stunned while she gave the camera her best dazzling smile. Another picture was taken of her kissing my cheek. I, once again, looked nonplussed, whatever might have been happening inside my shorts. Mom took another pic of her kneeling behind me, her arms around my chest and her breasts squashed into my back. Then she sat in my lap, facing the camera with my hands gently around her stomach. She made sure she was subtly squirming down onto my cock and could feel my erection. 

Mom finished taking pictures and we went back to drinking and discussing the differences she'd noticed between Europe and her new home. Finding out new thing about Alexa was great, even just little things like who her friends had been or how schools had been different in each country. I was initially jealous of all her experiences, but then I remembered the price it had all come at, being deprived of her family. 

Maybe it was amazing that she was such a cheerful and positive person. 

Mom got overheated and was already drunk, so she declared it was time to go to bed. She made some uncharacteristically ribald remarks about what she needed her husband to do to her upon repairing to their bedroom and wished us both goodnight. She clambered out of the tub and sauntered inside followed by my dad who winked at us and declared that we shouldn't wait up for them. 

"Wow," Alexa said quietly as she sat next to me in the tub. "Karen's actually got a not bad figure at all. She sure hides it well." 

"I was surprised, I admit." I agreed. "I guess that's why dad's still only got eyes for her." 

She quietly looked up at the second floor of the house, as if trying to figure out something. "That's my room up above us, right?" she asked. "Theirs is around and facing the back, isn't it?" 

I nodded. "Yeah, I just wish I could trust to my dad staying in the room. We've got maybe five minutes before he remembers something he left downstairs, and then he's got a slim window to fuck mom before she passes out." 

"Poo," she muttered, sighing. "Well, I guess you'll just have to kiss me for a minute before we get out, won't you?" 

"Not that I mind, of course..." I murmured, pulling my lovely aunt to me and kissing her deeply. She melted against my body, humming softly. This was the most natural thing in the world for us both, it seemed, and we could never get enough of it. We finally broke the kiss and she poked my nose. 

"You go down to your room and wait for me there," she instructed. "I'll be down as soon as I know they're asleep." 

We got out of the jacuzzi and Alexa wiggled her way inside as I turned it off. I went downstairs and waited patiently, noticing she had turned off her webcam. I laid on my bed and surfed the internet on my phone for some time before I heard you coming downstairs. She was walking quietly but she had shoes on. When she finally sauntered into view- she was wearing her schoolgirl outfit again, her hair done up in curly pigtails and sucking on another lollipop. She was carrying her slim laptop case. 

She strutted past me to the edge of the bed, where she sat down, legs crossed and looking at me pointedly. 

"Daddy..." she purred. 

It was, quite simply, the most erotic thing I had ever seen or heard in my entire life. She got on her hands and knees and crawled towards me, seduction in her eyes. She sat straddled my legs and swayed back and forth. "Mmmm, give me music, daddy..." 

I nodded and turned on a trance station on the TV. She moved rhythmically on my lap, her tiny plaid skirt barely covering her womanhood. Her breasts strained against the taut fabric of her knotted shirt. Her hands trailed through her pigtails and her eyes were closed. She cupped her breasts and leaned in, letting me nuzzle her. I was completely rapt by her. She moved her palms over my bare chest, up over my shoulders and neck and then through my hair. Her touch sent thrills through me as she moved with the music. 

She put her hands on my shoulders and looked down at me naughtily while her hips moved. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 05



"You taking my ass tonight, daddy?" she asked in a sultry voice. 

Stunned as I was, I managed to play along. "Yes, darling." I replied, nodding. 

She smiled wickedly and slid off my lap, setting up our cellphones in two different locations to record us. She also opened her laptop, setting the camera on it to record. She was facing away from me as she did so, leaning down low enough for her skirt to ride up, revealing to me that she was wearing no panties. My cock swelled harder than ever at the sight. 

She walked back over, her hips moving with a seductive swish. "Let's get those boxers off you, daddy, before you tear right through them..." 

She crawled over me again, her eyes shining with desire. She was on all fours, her face over my boxers. She leaned down and took the band between her teeth and began to tug slowly. I lifted my hips, allowing her to finally strip them off me. She licked her lips at the sight of my iron-hard shaft. 

"Ooh, daddy, for me?" she cooed, leaning in again to give me a lick. Her tongue trailed up the underside of my dick slowly, her eyes never leaving mine. She reached the tip and slowly swirled her tongue around it before taking it inside her mouth. She sucked gently on it, sending shivers all the way down to my toes. 

Alexa hummed softly as she slid her mouth down the entire length of my cock, deep-throating me. Her fingers gently wrapped around the base and she held me inside her mouth for several seconds. Then she began to bob and down slowly, enjoying herself in driving me wild. My fingers ran through her curly, pigtailed hair. She pulled her mouth off me and flicked the tip of her tongue against the head repeatedly before sliding all the way down again. 

"Mmmm, want to taste my pussy, daddy?" she asked, smiling up at me slyly as she pumped my shaft with her hand, never leaving it unattended. I nodded and she slowly wiggled her way around, until her amazing ass and pussy were in my face. Since I was sitting back against my bunched up pillows for this occasion, she spread her legs and placed her knees into the pillows, her behind in the air. Beneath that tiny paid skirt, her pussy was already wet and glistened invitingly. 

She moaned as I put my hands on her cheeks and pulled them apart slightly and she leaned back, pressing her gooey slit into my face while she began sucking my cock again. I squeezed and massaged her ass-cheeks while I lapped at her beautiful puss, tasting raspberry in her this time. She certainly had fun with lollipops. 

"Daddy," she breathed. "Make sure my ass is good and wet for you..." 

I nodded and used my fingers to massage her slippery lips, getting her arousal all over my fingers, which I then teased and massaged on her tiny knot. She sighed in pleasure at my touch, feeling me slip a finger inside her to prepare her for my very first intrusion of her ass. I worked it in and around slowly, stretching her a little, hopefully making this easier on her. She squeezed my cock as she squirmed and shivered, my tongue on her clit while I teased her ass. 

She crawled away finally, turning around and crawling back toward me, eyes blazing with lust. She settled onto my lap, her arms on my shoulders, her pussy pressed to my thobbing cock. Her fingers were in my hair, flexing and gripping at me as she fought to control herself. 

"A little warm-up first..." she murmured, looking into my eyes. She then slid around until she had my cockhead between her pussylips and lowered herself down slowly, exhaling as she took me all the way in. She kissed me deeply and moaned into my mouth as her pussylips met the base of my cock. My hands squeezed her back before sliding down to her ass cheeks, holding her firmly. She moved in gentle circles on my lap, fucking me, squeezing me with her pussy muscles and preparing herself for the main event. 

Caressing my face reflexively as she found her rhythm, she stared into my eyes and then rubbed her nose against mine, smiling. 

"Ready, daddy?" she asked quietly, her lips barely touching mine as she spoke. Without waiting for my reply, she slowly pulled herself off my stiff rod and positioned herself over my cock, which pressed against her ass. I could feel the head touch her little knot. She smiled at me, knowing I was worried about hurting her. 

"This... is going to be awesome, daddy..." she cooed. Keeping my eyes locked with hers, she pressed down firmly, my cockhead pushing up into her tight ring with a pop. She trembled and smiled wickedly as she slowly lowered herself, hissing as she took me deep inside her ass. She settled her cheeks onto my hips and held still, adjusting to the sensation. Her eyes were closed and she bit her lip. 

When her eyes opened, they were shining with bliss and she pulled herself against me, kissing me deeply. Feeling her ass tighten around my cock was unbelievable. My hands held her close and we kissed while she experimented with squeezing me. Her fingers flexed on me shoulders. 

"Let me do the work..." she whispered, beginning to slowly move her ass up and down on me, a little fraction of an inch further each time. The squeeze of that knot up and down my shaft was simply unreal and I moaned as she continued to fuck me. 

"Feels so good..." she said softly, her cheek to mine, kissing at my ear. "Daddy, it feels so good having you in my ass..." 

We kissed again as she established a rhythm and pace we both enjoyed. She moaned into my mouth, her fingernails flexing into my back. Feeling that divine ass press down on my thighs, the incredible, squeezing tightness of it on my cock and her magnificent breasts squashed to my chest was almost more than I could bear. 

"I want you from behind, daddy," she purred, smiling slyly now. "I want you to fuck my ass from behind." 

I nodded readily and she slowly pulled herself off me, shuddering as I popped out. She placed her hands down on my pillows and knelt on all fours, her ass ready to be taken. I knelt behind her, toying my throbbing mushroom head against the knot before pushing it in gently. It gave way more easily this time and she sighed. As I pushed forward, she moved back until I had sunk in up to the hilt again, buried in her ass. 

I gripped her hips and began moving back and forth slowly, watching as my cock slid in and out, glistening. I stared in fascination as her little star pulled back with my cock as if unwilling to relinquish its hot, wet grip on my shaft before I pushed back in again. I heard Alexa moan, feeling her body tremble as I fucked her. I dug my fingers into her cheeks and she gasped, pressing back against me eagerly. 

"Gnnnnn, fuck!" she grunted. "Give it to me, daddy... don't worry about being rough, your little girl can take it..." 

I began moving faster, pumping my hips back and forth stronger and faster than I had been before. Alexa responded by groaning and grinding her ass against me, looking back through heavily-lidded eyes, glazed with lust. I knew my parents wouldn't wake up so I smacked her behind and she gasped again, squeezing me tight. I thumped my hips against her cheeks and she pushed back harder. 

Needing to know more about what she liked, I gripped her hair and pulled back, craning her neck. She whimpered and clenched my pillows tightly in her fists. My free hand reached under and played roughly with her breasts, causing her to shudder. She snaked a hand down and began playing with her pussy, teasing her clit and fingering herself as I plowed her ass. 

"Daddy, I'm going to cum soon," she said in a soft but trembling voice. "But I want you one more way, okay?" 

I slowed down and she knelt still for a moment, catching her breath. I slowly pulled back and out and she turned herself over and laid down on my bed, looking up at me. She spread her legs and used her hands to pull her cheeks apart, giving me my target. She waited while I pressed my knob against her knot and then sank in, making her sigh as I slid down inside her once more. When I was all the way in she closed her legs and we both groaned. Holy shit, that made her so tight! My cock was trapped inside her now and I laid on top of her to make sure I didn't pop out. She looked up at me with shining eyes as she put her hands on my back and nodded. 

Slow, measured strokes began our rhythm, both of us experimenting with how much I could move inside her ass now. I didn't have the rang I did before, but the incredible tightness because of her legs being nearly closed more than made up for it for both of us. Her hands took hold of my butt while my arms hooked under her shoulders. We stared silently into one another's eyes as we squirmed and moved in unison. 

She pressed her mouth to mine, kissing me hard. Our tongues tangled as we pleasured one another. The tempo of our fucking picked up somewhat but we were both warm, sweaty and trembling now as our climax approached. She broke the kiss and crushed herself to me, panting as she held on, her legs wrapping around my waist. 

"Daddy," she whimpered. "I love you, daddy!" 

Her words sent a delicious chill through me, one I'd swear she could feel and I replied in the spirit of the roleplay, even if my feelings were considerably more involved and confused than that. 

"I love you too, darling. Cum for daddy!" 

She pressed herself harder against me, panting as she ground into me desperately. I pressed deep inside her, straining my hips for all I was worth. I jammed my lips against hers as we both cried out loudly, the orgasm crashing over us like a relentless tidal wave. I came harder than I thought possible, my cock throbbing as her ass clenched it with a demonic fury. Filling her with my cream, I hammered myself against her. 

I collapsed on top of her, panting in what felt like exhaustion. She trembled beneath me, our bodies still tangled and bound together. I kissed her neck and cheek tiredly, reveling in her wonderful scent. Her slow breathing became erratic once in a while, which I completely understood as I tried to catch my own breath. 

I felt something wet on my cheek. 

I lifted my head and looked into her beautiful face. Her blue eyes were crystalline with tears. I was worried I'd hurt her. 

"No," she said, smiling and shaking her head as she read my mind. "Not at all, Alex. That was so wonderful. Sometimes tears of pleasure can happen too. I want you to remember that for as long as we're lovers." 

I nodded, trying not to dwell on her words, which made our current relationship sound so... finite. 

We kissed again and snuggled into one another, whispering and caressing without a care. We were both so spent that I drifted away, falling asleep on top of my beloved aunt, still deep inside her. 

***



Alex & Alexa Ch. 06



Author's Note: Couple of things to square away for the readers here, since there is a lot of feedback to take into account- first, my proofreader has been fired, so to speak, for their rather lackadaisical approach to doing a job they volunteered for and earned them free meals. I'll take over the editing and proof-reading myself for now, until I find another vict- I mean, proofreader. 

This story was indeed a request from a close friend and originally supposed to be only a few chapters, so there was a lot of wall-to-wall sex happening. If that pace threw some of you off, I won't apologize since let's face it, we all wish we were living that depraved a life. My friend loved the story so much that she requested I continue it. It should have a somewhat more relaxed pace now, but keep in mind that this is an erotic site and lots of sex is going to happen. I'm sure you'll survive the trauma somehow. 

The rest of you who are worried about the 'finite' comment in the last chapter, stop panicking. I like Alex and Alexa way too much to simply tear their hearts out. I have indeed written many of my stories ahead of time and they're often completed before chapters are posted. But my plate is full, since I am writing three books in the real world for publication and also post non-erotic works on another site, so please be patient. 

Keep your stick on the ice! 

- Management 

Chapter 6- An Addiction To Danger 

"Alex? Alex!" 

I groaned at the unwelcome intrusion of my dad's voice. Seemingly he wanted my attention. He decided to be a pest about it and began flicking my lights on and off from the switch at the top of the stairs. 

"You dead down there?" he called. 

I grumbled and started moving but then froze. A sensation I should have found utterly wonderful was apparent but I was paralyzed with shock. Lying beneath me was Alexa, my aunt. We'd both fallen asleep in my bed after our intense lovemaking the night before, with me naked and her still wearing her abbreviated plaid schoolgirl skirt, stockings and Mary-Jane shoes. Alexa stirred and began to wake up but instantly went still when she heard my father's voice. Her eyes were wide with confusion and then horror. 

"Yeah, I'm waking up..." I said, trying to sound tired and annoyed. "To what do I owe this unwelcome wakeup call?" 

"I figured it's late enough for you to get a real start on your day," dad said simply. "Mom and I are heading out, but can you do us a favour?" 

"Let me guess," I grumbled. "Spend the day carting my aunt off somewhere for you." 

"Hey, you're getting good at this," he said cheerfully. "That a problem?" 

"I can't begin to imagine any circumstances barring a severed limb where 'yes' would be an acceptable answer to that question." I groused. "Can you please turn that stupid light off? It's so damn dark down here that when you turn on the light like that it's like having the freaking sun blasting in your face." 

He laughed and turned out the light. "You are definitely your mother's son," he quipped. "Anyhoo, when Alexa gets up, bring her out to the campus so we can go over some courses and ideas we have, okay? You come too." 

"She not up yet?" I asked, trying to sound sarcastic. "I kind of expect her to be up harvesting fields and hunting game meat for breakfast these days." 

Dad laughed again. "Yeah, she is a pretty awesome cook, isn't she? Anyways, just bring 'er out when she wakes up and gets ready. See you later!" 

And with that he closed the door and I heard him stride out. A couple of seconds later, I heard mom's shoes clack down the hall and the door closed. Alexa and I waited in dead silence for almost two minutes before I finally spoke. 

"Ho-ly shit..." I groaned, my head slumping down onto her breasts. "That could've been bad." 

I felt her nod, her soft breasts jiggling ever so slightly under me. "I can't believe we fell asleep like that," she said quietly, as if she was not entirely certain they were gone. "Alex, I think you're still inside me..." 

I blinked and carefully reached over to the side table, warning her to cover her eyes. I switched on the lamp and looked down at her. God, she was beautiful. Even when we were a mess and tangled up like this, my aunt was completely stunning. I gently moved my body and she shivered, sighing. 

"Yep, I'm still in your ass." I remarked. "Hold still..." 

I very carefully pulled myself out of her, my cock now limp. She bit her lip and gasped as my head popped through her knot, which slowly tightened itself up again. It was a tiny bit red, but nothing to worry about, I thought. 

"You gonna be alright?" I asked, looking down at her. "I kinda had you stretched open all night." 

She smiled and caressed my cheek. "I'll be fine, I've kept toys in there for a good day or so without discomfort. And last night was wonderful, Alex." 

I laid on top of her and we kissed again, just enjoying our forbidden intimacy. She hummed into my mouth, her tongue caressing my teeth. 

"Mmmmm, I love how naughty you make me," she purred. "I guess I've always been a naughty girl, but you really bring it out in me, Alex, like no one ever has before. Let's get cleaned up so we can fuck again." 

I nodded and motioned for her to stay still. I threw on my boxers and a t-shirt and headed upstairs, making sure the coast was actually clear. Both vehicles were gone, so I was convinced mom and dad were well on their way to work. I headed back downstairs, stripping off my shirt and shorts and climbing back onto the bed with her, grinning. 

"We're alone?" she asked, smiling brightly. 

"That we are, sweetness." I declared, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her off the bed. She squeaked in surprise and delight as I went upstairs, holding her in my arms. She kept her arms around my neck, nuzzling against me. I walked her through the house and up the stairs to her bedroom, where I gently deposited her on the bed. 

"Never been carried over a threshhold before," she said fanning herself, a most amusing visual since all she was wearing was a schoolgirl skirt, stockings and shoes. Her amazing breasts were out and her curly pigtails from the night before were all askew. "A girl could get used to that." 

She stood and we kissed in the middle of her room for some time before heading to the shower. She smirked at me and give me a coy wink. "I've gotta pee. Should I take care of that now or should we wait until we're in the shower?" 

I replied by turning on the water in the shower and pulling aside the curtain, gesturing for her to get in. She stripped out of her little skirt, stockings and shoes before stepping inside, poking my nose as she went by. I clambered in after her and we began laughing and feeling one another up almost immediately. She squeezed some soap between her boobs and began massaging my body all over with them, paying special attention to my cock, which got hard very quickly. Once the water had cleaned me off, she took my length into her mouth, bobbing back and forth like she hadn't had cock for years. I pulled her to her feet and pressed her against the wall, pinning her to it and she shivered at my forcefulness, her eyes dancing. I placed my cock under her pussy and told her to let fly. 

She nodded and put her hands on my shoulders, concentrating for a moment before sighing and beginning to pee. I felt her splash on me and I began rubbing my shaft along her pussylips, making her tremble. We looked into one another's eyes and she bit her lip again. I loved that little tell in her personality, it meant she was feeling very naughty and getting excited. 

She finished and sighed, smiling. Her eyes wet wide as I slid my cock up inside her without a word and she gasped. Her fingers gripped the nape of my neck. 

"Goodness," she breathed. "Someone's eager this morning..." 

"Oh, maybe," I mused, smiling evilly. "Or I might just be looking for a place to pee..." 

Her eyes widened in shock as I pressed her harder against the wall and began peeing inside her pussy. Her gasp became a very deep, almost tortured ragged breath as I filled her with my pee. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip hard, hips straining and legs trembling. I could feel my pee gushing out of her now, almost squirting from the pressure inside her. 

"Jesus, Alex..." she keened, almost squirming. She made it seem like she was going to burst. I finally finished and she still held herself still, her body tense. Her eyes were still shut, as if supreme concentration was all that held her physical form together. 

"Keep holding me..." she whispered, her voice almost tense. "Keep holding me up when you pull out... oh, God..." 

I braced her and slowly withdrew. What followed my cock out of her pussy was almost a blast of my fluids. She practically yelped and shook as her insides emptied. Once she was done, she held herself to me, face buried in my shoulder, chest heaving. 

"Holy shit..." she whispered. "Holy fucking shit... Alex..." 

"You okay?" I asked, more amused than anything. She eventually nodded. 

"I just... wow, you feel like you're almost going to burst. And that rush out? Can't really describe it." 

"Never done anything like that before?" I asked, caressing her. 

"Oh, once or twice, maybe, but only with little hand-held shower jets, and that was just sticking the nozzle into my cunt and letting it blast for a moment or two. Intense, for sure, but I never filled myself up like that, for sure." 

"Is that something we want to do again?" 

She looked at me and nodded. "Yes, definitely. It'll just have to be occasional, though. Tell me first and make sure we're in the shower or a pool or something. Pretty sure I'd just die if we did it dry. Oh, God, that was so intense. Only downside, I think, is now it's gonna be a little bit before I can actually cum." 

I nodded. "Note to self, fuck hot aunt to orgasm before peeing in her." 

Alexa began giggling almost uncontrollably, a feeling I loved since her body was squished to mine in the shower. "You are so silly and wonderful. Whatever girl lands you is going to to have her hands full." 

I shrugged. "It may be a while, now that I've been thoroughly spoiled by a real woman." 

She was silent for several seconds at my response before smiling and kissing me deeply and lovingly. We then cleaned one another off and stepped out of the shower. We dried ourselves and went back to her room, where she put her hair in a braid and began planning her clothes for the day, making sure to walk around naked for me. Once she had her outfit picked, she led me by the hand, both of us still naked and walked downstairs through the house and back to my cave in the basement. She looked at me quizzically as I laughed suddenly. 

"We left the computer webcam and cellphones recording all night," I remarked, pointing to them. They probably got everything from last night and then many hours of darkness, at least until the cellphones ran out of memory." 

She made a wry face and checked on her phone and computer. She shrugged finally. "Computer's still running, so's the phone's camera. Good thing it was on the charger. How about yours?" 

I checked my phone. "Alive but stopped recording ages ago." 

She thought about something and sighed. "I don't want all that darkness for hours on end. It would be nice to keep your dad waking us up, though." 

I waved it off. "I'll just edit the video later, cut out the sleeping and fade back in to the wake-up call. Easy enough. It'll look great once I'm done and be fun." 

"Mmmm, love that idea. Let's get you dressed before Karen and Mike start asking where we are. Any idea why they want us there?" 

I shrugged. "Damned if I know why my mom does most things she does. Guess we'll see soon enough." 

She found my outfit and dressed me, something she genuinely seemed pleased to do. She then allowed me to slip on her panties and help her into her bra before she finished dressing herself. We agreed to grab something to eat while we were driving and headed out. 

We headed to the university and parked next to dad's vehicle before heading inside the sciences building. Mom had left me a message saying that we should just head to office and wait for her there, she was going to be about half an hour later than she anticipated, being stuck in a meeting. 

"A half hour..." Alexa mused as we walked through the corridors of the building. "That's enough time to get in some trouble, wouldn't you say?" 

"I would think so," I agreed. "Got an idea in mind?" 

She turned to smile wickedly at me. "How about her office?" 

My eyes widened in shock. "Are... you serious?" 

She shrugged. "Why not? She told me Michael fucks her in there all the time." 

I was still stunned by her suggestion. "Yeah, but that's them, I never even remotely thought of anything like that." 

"Oh, sounds like it's time for someone to step out of their comfort zone..." she said teasingly. 

"Strange thing to say to a guy fucking his aunt." I pointed out. 

"Okay, that's fair," she giggled. "But let me put it to you this way... are you, or are you not going to fuck me in your mother's office this morning? Because at this rate, it's there or nowhere." 

"And if they come in?" I asked, trying to sound sensible. 

"You said we had a half hour." Alexa replied. "While we could no doubt last a whole half hour, maybe a quickie is enough." 

"Dad isn't in the meeting, what if he shows?" 

"Oh, no, you didn't answer my question," she chided. "You tell me your answer first. Time's running out, stud." 

I sighed. "Fuck you in mom's office or just wish later that I had, hm? Guess that makes it pretty academic..." 

She smiled naughtily. "Good. We'll make it quick and dirty. You can even step out afterwards to get us food and make it seem like I waited alone while you filled that pit of yours." 

I got us to the office and she simply swished in and looked around. Mom's office was spacious but didn't seem that way because the walls were lined with old-wood bookshelves cluttered with endless books. A huge old wooden desk dominated and there were some stuffed chairs in the corner. 

"Yes, I can see this being Karen's office," Alexa mused as she looked around. "Looks stuffy and totally professional." 

"That's mom for you." I muttered as I closed the door. 

"I think you'd be surprised," my aunt replied, smirking at me. "They might do a good job for the most part concealing it from you, but I'm pretty damned sure my sister has a naughty side to her. I heard her and your dad talking the other day in their room a little too loudly. I think they'd been drinking." 

I raised an eyebrow. "They're married. Getting freaky with dad doesn't make her a wild child." 

"True, it was the subject matter of their conversation I was referring to," she said, examining an old plant. "I heard her talking about some sexy young student she'd had her eye on and your father suggested that perhaps they could share her." 

I froze. I admit it, my hard drive completely crashed. Did Alexa really just say what I think she said? I stared at her in disbelief. She giggled. "If I'd known they were going to talk that way, I'd have recorded it on my phone for proof." 

"Are you trying to tell me that my mom is bi and my parents fuck their students?" I asked incredulously. 

She shrugged. "I leave this information to your discretion. They didn't know I could hear them, so why would they say it if they didn't mean it? Unless they were doing some really kinky roleplay, which makes my sister of a perv anyway." 

I leaned against the desk, trying to process what they were saying. Alexa giggled and sauntered over to me. "Aw, did I break your brain, big boy? Well maybe these will help reboot you..." 

She smiled wickedly as she pulled up her shirt and revealed her breasts. That was all it took and I leaned forward instantly, putting them in my mouth and sucking on them ardently. She shivered and sighed, clasping my head. In spite of, or just perhaps because of, our location, I found myself getting a raging erection very quickly once she placed her hand on my crotch and began rubbing. 

"Do you want to take me here on the desk?" she whispered as she rubbed her breasts in my face. "Or over by her window?" 

I picked her up and carried her to the window, where we hastily pulled down one another's pants and undergarments. I whirled her around and pressed her against the windowsill, which she leaned forward on and presented her ass to me, her eyes flashing with need. 

"Give it to me, Alex," she said, her voice betraying her need. "Fuck me hard and fast and give me your cum..." 

I pressed the knob of my cock against her already wet pussy and slid in, neither of us willing to wait. She moaned as I entered her and arched her back. I gripped her ass cheeks as I began pumping back and forth inside her, the two of us looking to cum as quickly as possible together. Thank God the drapes to her window were closed. Our panting breath echoed around the dim office. 

She pressed back against me hard, grinding her ass in circles while she gripped the ledge. She squeezed my cock with that practiced expertise I'd come to expect from her now, a shameless and thrilling devotion to mutual pleasure for both her and her partner. I slid in slow at first but then strongly at the end of my thrusts deep inside her, a technique I'd heard about and always wanted to try and Alexa seemed like the perfect lover to try it with. 

Without warning, Alexa now threw open the drapes and then resumed clenching the window ledge, allowing the bright daylight in and displaying the open campus beyond. My eyes went wide at her reckless audacity, but I was too far gone to react to it either- I simply kept fucking her, needing to cum with her. 

My mother's office window faced a swathe of campus that was seemingly empty at the moment, so for now we seemed to be in no danger of being spotted, but the intense thrill remained. If anyone did look up, what would they see? I've no doubt they'd see Alexa, an insanely hot young blonde getting fucked in the window, but by whom? Could I be seen? If questions were asked, could Alexa simply say that she found a hot boy she liked and dragged him into my mom's office to fuck him? 

And where was I during all this insanity? 

The question became moot as Alexa jammed herself back against me suddenly, grinding as hard as she could and groaning, her pussy muscles clenching me like a vise. I shuddered and pushed into her, reaching under and squeezing her breasts as I came, filling her hungry tunnel with my cream. We pumped against one another wildly for several seconds before relaxing and standing still. She leaned on the window ledge and sighed deeply several times before looking back at me and smiling. 

"There, was that so bad?" she asked, winking. 

"Not at all," I replied, wiping my brow. "I hate to interrupt the moment, but I'd better go get us some drinks to cool down with. Don't want to explain why we're all sweaty and smell of sex." 

"Good point," she agreed as I pulled out of her and we both pulled our underwear and pants back up. "Go find us something cold and I'll air this place out and try to look industrious." 

I nodded and trotted out the door, leaving it open to avoid arousing any further suspicion. I bought two fruit smoothies from a cafeteria a few halls down and then returned to find Alexa had opened the drapes fully and also the window, allowing the fresh air and sunshine to pour in. She was also watering the plants with water from a cup. She smiled cheerfully and took her drink before shooing me away to sit in one of the large stuffed chairs in the corner. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 06



Maybe twenty minutes later, mom walks in, accompanied by dad and another professor. Mom smiled at seeing her sister hustling around the room and then looked pointedly at me. 

"So you left my little sister to do all the work while you just sat on your throne and looked on, your majesty?" she asked, clearly unimpressed with my lack of chivalry. "If your father ever did that, I'd have him stuffed and mounted in the old taxidermy hall." 

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, but you're married. I didn't ask Alexa to start reorganizing your office." 

Alexa smiled brightly. "I just figured that you were working so hard on grading papers that maybe you could use some help tidying up. And to be fair, I did tell Alex to sit down and stay out of my way." 

Dad laughed. "Allie, he's never gonna be in trouble as long as you're around, you're like a walking 'Get Out Of Jail Free' card for him. He's the only nephew you've got, there's no need to play favourites. That and Karen's head may explode at this rate if he doesn't get in trouble about something soon." 

"Don't worry, dad," I quipped. "If anyone can find a reason to get me in Dutch, it's mom. She's resourceful." 

Mom shot me a look. 

"And at least we now know where Alex gets his love of caves from," Alexa added, looking around. "Honestly, Karen, when was the last time you opened those curtains?" 

Dad laughed loudly while mom blushed before coughing and introducing the person accompanying them. "Allie, this is Professor Jan Marais from the liguistics department. Alex, you remember Professor Marais, right?" 

I nodded. "I've took his Indo-European Root Languages class, it was great." 

"Thank you, Alex," he said in flawless English but with a hint of an accent I had come to recognize as Afrikaans. "Miss Blackwell, your sister has intimated to me that you share your nephew's talent for linguistics and speak several languages aside from English." 

"Yes, professor," Alexa said, nodding. "I've been told I have some skill in language and I do enjoy it, along with history and general anthropology." 

The professor smiled, seemingly pleased. "The genetic capacity in your family is obvious, then, since you have such similar talents and interests. That being said, and with your imminent acceptance to our institution, I was hoping I could make a proposal to the two of you." 

"Get up, Alex," mom said, trying to not make it sound like too terse a command. "Listen to what he has to say." 

I nodded and went to stand with Alexa, actually intrigued by what the professor was suggesting. 

"It may came as no surprise to either of you that the Linguistics Department, while held in esteem for its contributions, is one of the smaller ones and can be a little... disorganized. We have four professors and three part-time professors. We saw a surprising influx of students this past year and they generated an immense amount of paperwork. We are still busy grading papers and are falling behind rapidly." 

We said nothing yet, waiting for him to get to the point, something Language professors are notoriously bad at. 

"We need help organizing and getting ready for the new semester. There are more senior students we could ask, but many are gone or are otherwise engaged in other projects. We could give you both honourariums for assisting us and I could also pull some strings to make sure you both get into all the courses you want..." 

I could feel Alexa almost bursting with excitement next to me and I had to admit, I was rather pleased as well. True, it would eat up my summer, but they'd pay me and I'd be doing something I love alongside Alexa. 

"I think I'll accept on both of our behalfs before my aunt explodes, professor." I said, nodding. "We'd be happy to help." 

"I'm grateful," he said, nodding his head. "My only question is, and please take it seriously, because we've had issues in the past... can you two work together in spite of being family? We have attempted to allow siblings or other family units to do this sort of thing before and there end up being squabbles and drama issues that compromised the quality of work they did." 

I shook my head. "No issue here, sir. It's hard to remember she's my aunt at all, given how close we are in age. We make a decent tag-team." 

"Excellent," he declared, smiling. "I'll keep Karen and Michael informed and then contact you when we are ready, it should not be more than a week. Good day to you all." 

Once he had left, mom and dad both seemed delighted. Mom hugged her sister while dad ruffled my hair. "I know we said you could have the summer off, but it looks like you'll get to be useful after all," he said cheerfully. "And to be honest, this is a big deal, you two will have your hands full. The department will really appreciate it and go to some lengths for you." 

"So that's why you had us drop by," I mused. "Who cooked up this scheme with Professor Marais?" 

"We'd recently heard him talking about how behind the department was and how much he wanted some fresh help to get things back in order," mom said, still holding her sister. "I mentioned that Allie was likely to be getting a full scholarship from the university and studying in his department anyway, so she might be willing. I also said you were doing nothing of note this summer and had a good head for organizing. Saying he jumped on the suggestion would be a mild understatement. His seniors were making outrageous demands for doing what was needed. I told him Alex had been known to work for chicken parmesan." 

Alexa giggled at the thought. "Why am I not surprised that he'll work for food?" 

"Well, Alex, you have basically one week of freedom left before you become slave to the Linguistics department," mom pointed out. "Do your best to make the least of the time left to you. As for Little Miss Industrious here, I think I'll keep employing her services for a while today. She can prettify my office while I grade papers. Mike, take your son and make him useful." 

Dad and I exited the office and head to his, which was in another wing of the building. Dad's office, not surprisingly, was far more dynamic than mom's, although it still looked like the office of a tenured scholar. He sat down in his chair and grinned. 

"Not much for you to do here, champ, my office is a lot more well-kept than your mother's," he said as he pushed and rolled himself across the foor to a reference guide. "My students do a lot of the cleaning for me, probably hoping that I'll reward them with better grades." 

"And you just exploit their help?" I asked, making a wry face as I sat down in a chair nearby. His office was a lot of black and chrome, having a high-tech geek feel to it. One wall was dominated by a bank of computers, something he called a 'Beowulf Cluster' and batches of cables ran around the walls, giving the office some weird Borg feel. I have no idea if the Beowulf Clusters were functional or if dad was just fucking with everyone's heads, but no one questioned the Rhodes Scholar about it either way. 

"My parents always talk me to accept help completely and graciously," he said, rolling back. "And I never agree to any desires they might have about their grades in exchange for said help, inferred or otherwise. Japanese high school students clean their own schools." 

"Well, you got me there, sensei," I sighed, "So what do you want me to do?" 

He shrugged. "I dunno. Pick up a book and pretend you know something about physics, I guess." 

He began working on grading papers while I sighed and started leafing through various books. I finally found one that basically amounted to 'Physics For Complete Idiots' and began reading. Maybe ten minutes later, there was a knock at his door and it opened. 

"Hey, prof!" said a young woman brightly as she skipped in. She was in her early twenties, with curly brown hair that fell past her shoulders and a slim figure. She was pretty enough, I suppose, although it suddenly occured to me that I was instantly judging her against Alexa. 

"Jeanie, hey," dad said, looking up and smiling. "This is my son, Alex. He just finished his first semester over in Linguisitics and History." 

"Oh, hi," she said, turning and waving at me. "Wow, you two look alike." 

"Thanks, I think." I replied, waving back from my seat. 

"What can I do for you?" dad asked, pausing in his work to look at her. 

"Any work to be done for you or Mrs de Bourne?" the girl named Jeanie asked. "All my classes are done but I don't leave dorm for another week soe I'm looking for something to do, y'know?" 

Dad nodded. "Right this second I have nothing, but that might change, I'll email you if anything comes up, okay?" 

She smiled and winked at him before waving to me and then turning and swishing out the door. My father just sighed and went back to grading. 

"Nice girl," he mentioned. "Well-meaning, but if she were any dumber she'd have to be watered twice a week." 

"Cute, though." I mused, causing him to look up at me, his eyebrow raised. It made me wonder if Alexa was right and if my father and mother were fucking that girl. 

"Trust me, Alex," he said in a level tone. "As someone who has listened to her blather for an entire semester, you don't want to do that to yourself. No amount of getting laid could be worth that kind of intellectual pain. There were times I was certain that sticking a garden weasel up my nose and into my brain would hurt less." 

"Ouch." I said, frowning at the imagery. Still, dad probably knew best and had no reason to deter me. I stopped thinking about it and went back to my book. True, most of what I was staring at was bafflegab to me, but I diligently took in everything I could. Never miss a chance to learn something. Probably an hour passed before dad stretched and cricked his neck before looking at me. 

"Gonna take Allie up on her offer to buy a belly-dancing outfit and dance for us all while we do hookah?" he asked. 

I shrugged without looking up from my tome. "Sounds fun. When would we do that?" 

"Tonight or tomorrow," dad replied, musing. "You know your mom, she'll want to do the whole Moroccan lounge thing in the living room with big beanbag chairs and plush pillows everywhere and then invite her friends. They'll all get to meet her sister while she gyrates and grinds around the room to Arabic music." 

"Can't tell who's more eager for this, you or mom." I mentioned. 

Dad laughed cheerfully. "Make no mistake, Alex, your aunt's a pretty girl, and watching her dance will be fun, but I'm not slavering at the notion or wanting to strip her naked and throw her in the pillows. Your mom is more than enough for me." 

It was weird, but I felt a slight jealous or territorial twitch at his words. I wouldn't blame my dad for finding Alexa stupidly hot and wanting to bang her, but he just said he didn't. And he wasn't aware of my relationship with her, so clearly he was just affirming his dedication to my mother. 

Who apparently was something of a freak. 

I wonder if dad pee'd in her. 

I closed the book suddenly, my face contorting at the horrid notion I'd just considered. Standing up, I told dad I was going to take a walk and stretch my legs. He waved absently as he continued grading and I left the office to wander around. I didn't spend much time here in the Sciences buildings, because they weren't my field and also because there was always the risk of people knowing who I was and asking me for tips about how to deal with my parents. 

I spotted mom in the cafeteria and walked over to her. She beamed brightly upon seeing me. 

"So, did you help your father in his office?" she asked as she took the juices she'd purchased and began strolling toward her office. 

"Nothing to help him with," I said, shrugging. "You know his office, it's all weird and geeky, but incredibly well-organized and hermetically sealed. I think dust is afraid of that space." 

"Wish I had that problem," she muttered. "One of our mutual students came by and offered to help me." 

"Lemme guess, Jeanie." I said somewhat flatly. 

"Yes," mom said, smiling at me. "I take it she came by his office first, looking to curry favour?" 

"Yep, and oozing her dumb all over the room," I confirmed. "Dad looked like he was ready to scratch his brain out with a cheese-grater just because she was there." 

Mom sighed and nodded. "Her parents are very rich and make a lot of contributions to the university, so putting up with her lack of intellect is a necessary evil, I'm afraid. Still, I'm glad she showed, she met Allie and the two of them seemed to hit it off. I'm glad she's able to make friends." 

"That is good," I agreed, pleased for my aunt. I didn't want to be the only person she knew. That would just be selfish. "Damned if I know what they would have to talk about though, if Jeanie is so dumb." 

"It sort of went by too quickly for me, but Alexa complimented Jeanie on a piece of jewelry she was wearing and it turned out to be some icon or logo for a band they both liked and the conversation went off from there. Jeanie may not know a quark from a tricycle, but she knows her music, seemingly." 

"Eh, better your sister than me," I mused. "Most bands I would listen to don't have icons or logos that would look good on jewelry. Jeanie said I looked like dad." 

"You do," mom said, nodding. "You've got my serious nature, except for that abominable sense of humour, but you take after your father physically. If you ever get into bodybuilding the way he is, we're going to need to move to a bigger house." 

I chuckled. "Might be a few years yet before I commit to that. So do you want me to take your sister to find-" 

"Alex," mom said, interrupting me and stopping to turn and look at me. "Could you please start referring to her by her name? Allie or Alexa or something? Calling her 'your sister' or things like that sounds so impersonal and like she's a burden somehow." 

"Sure," I said, nodding and secretly pleased that she had insisted, since it would no longer look like I was being fond or too informal if I used her name. This whole ruse was working out well. "As I was saying, would like me to take Alexa to find her belly-dancing outfit while you and dad are here or should we wait for you?" 

She considered. "That's up to you, I guess, but it might be fun to go along. Where would you even find an outfit like that?" 

I shrugged. "I know a lot of cosplayers and people in the SCA, I'm sure they can point me in the right direction. Give me a little while to contact them and then we'll all go." 

"Excellent," mom said, almost smiling cheerfully as she resumed walking. "I'll tell your father we're knocking off early and we'll make up the time another day. You talk to your nerks and I'll go tell Allie what we're doing." 

I nodded. "Uh, okay, I'll see you back at the cars, then." 

I guess part of me was disappointed that I wouldn't have Alexa to myself, but at the same time it did help to keep our cover if mom and dad were along for this expedition. Sure enough, some friends knew exactly where to point me and I had the information we needed. God bless the geeks. 

I meandered about for an hour and then went to the cars when I got a text from my mother saying they were ready. I was the first to arrive, my mom, dad and Alexa showing up a few minutes later. Alexa seemed excited about what we were planning. Mom asked her to ride in her vehicle so they could talk about the outfit and what she had planned. Dad would take his vehicle and I'd lead our little convoy to the place where she could make her purchases. 

Exotic stores are easy enough to come by, if you know where to look. Our sojourn took us to the edge of downtown, not quite the burbs but a good jaunt nonetheless. The store we were going to was a pan-Middle Eastern place, covering clothing, furniture and decore from Afghanistan to Morocco. The attendants were very helpful once we'd explained what we'd wanted and I was not overly surprised to find out that Alexa spoke more than a little Arabic. I could say hello, thank you and you're welcome, that was about it, not including any loan words that had crept into the English language. 

The girls shoo'd us away while they began their quest to find her ensemble. Dad and I wandered about for some time aimlessly, simply looking at the curios and other things of interest. Finally, though, dad grunted and declared he was buying two more hookahs, in case my mom's invitation list of large. He found two very exotic and classy Syrian hookahs, each of which had multiple hoses and stood well over three feet tall. Not one to stop there, he also bought two Turkish coffee sets, complete with trays. He never did anything half-assed, I'll give him that. We then went to inspect the available beanbag chairs. 

Alexa clearly had something in mind, because she and mom were very busy, putting together an outfit that was best described as 'modular'- it was a base outfit that could be added to or taken away from as the wearer saw fit, complete with chains, bangles and diaphanous silks, gauzes and veils. I caught glimpses of the items, but if we ever got too close, mom made us go away again. I guess I'd be waiting to see it, which was fine, because I'd be enjoying it later in a way no one else would. 

We met mom and Alexa at the front of the store, with dad and I having purchased the hookahs and four more full-sized beanbag chairs, one of which was big enough for two people. Mom made us wait outside before they purchased anything, so we couldn't see it. She then came out with Alexa and instructed us to meet them at home, they'd be following shortly. 

"Mom's been a lot more chipper since Alexa got here." I mentioned as I stuffed squishy chairs into the back of my car, along with one of the hookahs. 

"It's a good thing as far as I'm concerned," dad replied casually, putting the other chairs and hookah in his vehicle. "Although this party she seemingly has in mind is going to be a larger one." 

"Define large." I requested warily. 

He shrugged. "Large for her, maybe ten invitees along with the four of us." 

"That's livable," I sighed as I shut my trunk. "I was having paranoid visions of a weird rave run by my mom and me being everyone's bitch for the night." 

Dad laughed. "I wouldn't let her do that to you, Alex. That and she's loosening up, wouldn't you say?" 

"Well, I guess. Any idea where they went?" 

"Probably to buy fresh shisha and some ultrafine ground coffee, since I purchased those two sets," he mused. "Using regular coffee and fudging on the details woudn't do, of course." 

"I'm still trying to picture anyone outside our family enjoying it," I laughed. "Gotta at least try, right?" 

"It's the principle of the thing, you're right," he said easily as he closed his hatch and got into his vehicle. "See you back at the homestead..." 

*** 

Dad and I sat and waited at home for some time, drinking beer and watching some retro hockey games before they finally arrived. Sure enough, mom had a bag full of coffee and another containing several types of shisha. Her eyes were glinting with excitement. 

"So the party is tonight, you two have your work cut out for you, rearranging the living room to Moroccan Lounge Theme Bravo. Step to it!" 

Dad and I looked at one another and sighed. Yes, mom really did have distinct designations for different room themes. There were seven hookah party lounge arrangements and she wanted 'Moroccan Lounge Bravo'. Dad wasn't kidding about more guests. I just wish I'd had more notice about when this party was or my opinion asked. 

So dad and I spent the next two hours moving everything around or to the study off the living room and brought in the new beanbag chairs, along with the ones we already owned and the plush throw pillows and rugs. We took down the WASP-y decor from the walls and tables and replaced them with elements that sung of a Middle Eastern concept. Then we hung fabric from the ceiling, draping and billowing low enough to made a Berber exile feel at home. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 06



Since there was not enough time to cook, mom was ordering in Moroccan again, not that any of us objected. Alexa offered to make fresh mint tea and other beverages, along with prepping for the coffee. I think as much as we'd been enjoying ourselves these past few days, she was looking forward to meeting more people. 

And it made me smile. 

*** 

We sat around in the living room, laughing and talking while we ate dessert. Eight guests had attended, including mom and dad's friends and associates, Mr and Mrs Stevenson. Some neighbours from down the street had joined us, along with a local alderman and his wife. We'd served almond pastries and perfumed oranges along with the mint tea. Alexa and mom excused themselves to begin heating the water for coffee. 

I entertained everyone for several minutes by recalling an incident in the Linguistics department when dad suddenly pressed a button on the stereo remote and turned on our Arabic synth music. Everyone went quiet for a moment before mom came in with the Turkish coffee tray, serving piping hot and muddy coffee all around. 

No sooner had she done this than Alexa swished and wiggled into the room, wearing her new belly dancing outfit. 

I was really hoping my jaw didn't hit the floor. 

She looked stunning. Her golden hair spilled down her back in lush waves and curls. The little headpiece she wore held a veil over her lower face, leaving her blue eyes shining. The top of the outfit deserved an award for containing her bust, accented by the see-thru fabrics I watched them buying. Her midriff and upper hips were bare, the only decoration being a thin golden chain around her waist and a large red jewel in her navel. The underwear was covered by more diaphanous material and her legs were encased in billowing layers of the same. Her feet were bare. Little bangles that jingled adorned her ankles, biceps and wrists. 

She slinked and shimmied around the room to excited applause. We hadn't told anyone about the entertainment and they reacted with delight. I had to fight not to stare stupidly, barely noticing mom pouring coffee into my ornate cup. Hopefully no one else heard my heart pounding. 

I couldn't believe how much her eyes danced with joy as she entertained us. Her movements were enchanting, with a seductive serpentine grace. I was thankful she didn't spend much time looking at me, because I'm fairly certain my expression would have given us away. She removed various gauze wraps from her body, garnering catcalls from the women as she snaked one around Mr Stevenson's neck and he blushed furiously while his wife laughed. 

She seemed to give everyone a personal show for a few moments, dancing in front of them and thankfully mine wasn't special- she gyrated her hips and undulated her belly in front of me but that was all. I did my best to seem entertained without looking too rapt in the display. Alexa danced for several minutes and through at least three songs before bowing to much applause and sitting down to have coffee before it cooled off. 

She was sitting beside mom and I had to look past dad and mom to see her as we sat around the circle. As much as I wanted to gawk at her, perhaps it was for the best that I had other things to look up. Dad had also been dutifully heating up the coals for hookah and we now brought these out, teaming people up to share them. Alexa got paired with me since everyone else had a spouse with them. She switched places with dad and settled down next to me, giving me an impish grin. 

I let Alexa choose the flavour and she went with a papaya-mango-mint shisha from one of my favourite brands. Dad put the shisha in our bowl and then a coal on top. We waited expectantly and I took the initial draws to make sure it was ready. It was excellent and I passed her the hose. 

I'm not kidding, watching her smoke hookah in that wonderful outfit, exhaling slowly and wreathing herself in tendrils of greyish-wish smoke was utterly transfixing. The light from the Moroccan lamps played over her divine body, sheathed in the silks and gauzes, glinting off her silvery bangles. 

We continued talking with the music playing in the background. The room was thick with a myriad of flavoured clouds and contests began to see who could blow the biggest, thickets clouds. Alexa and I were beating everyone by a long shot until my father took a very deep inhale, filling that enormous chest of his and expelled an not a cloud but an entire weather front. I was amazed it didn't begin raining in the living room. 

Mom and dad received their accolades gracefully for the victory while everyone laughed gaily. I shivered as Alexa leaned in against me while laughing at my father's antics. I felt her hand on my thigh, giving it a gentle caress and squeeze. I was thrilled we'd found a moment for some intimate contact. 

Dad eventually replaced the coals and gave everyone new flavours as they'd requested. Mom then made everyone laugh and whistle when she took dad's face in her hands and shotgunned him, blowing smoke into his mouth. Mr and Mrs Stevenson followed suit, as did the alderman and his wife. Eventually everyone else had doen it and they all turned to look at Alexa and I. 

Saying we blushed under the scrutiny would be a minor understatement. We both fidgeted, not knowing what to do. Finally she turned to look at me, her eyes betraying desire and fear. 

"Alex, just... trust me, okay?" she said quietly. 

I nodded. 

"Okay, close your eyes," she instructed. "This'll be easier if you have your eyes closed." 

I closed my eyes and waited patiently. She seemed to be working up her nerve. 

"Open your mouth a little..." she said and I complied. 

Oh God, she's going to shotgun me in front of all these people. In front of mom and dad! Holy shit... 

I waited with my heart pounding in my chest as I heard her inhaling on the hose, the water in the hookah bubbling. I could sense her leaning in... 

I felt something hard and round encase my lips and then there was an exhale and smoke blew into my mouth. The sensation of the hard object disrupted my concentration and I winced, coughing and sputtering uncontrollably. People around me were whooping with laughter. 

I forced my eyes open even while I coughed and saw Alexa leaning in next to me, trying not to smirk as she held the cardboard toilet paper tube in her hand. People were still roaring with laughter as I fought to control the spasms in my thorax. 

"You okay?" she asked innocently. 

"Sort of," I hacked, expelling more smoke from my lungs. "That was unexpected." 

"Funny, though," dad quipped, grinning. "You should have seen your face, sport." 

"Harrrr," I grumped, taking the roll from Alexa and tossing it into the darkness. "Glad I amuse all of you." 

We smoked more hookah and Alexa danced some more, keeping us entertained. She even gave me the neck scarf treatment, by way of an apology for my earlier discomfiture. It was well past 2 am when the guests finally left. We cleaned up the dessert and coffee debris and hookahs, but dad told me we could leave the rearranging of the living room for the following day. I was definitely thankful for this. Mom and Alexa said they were tired and going to bed. Dad followed mom shortly thereafter, leaving me to do some final straightening before heading downstairs. 

Half an hour passed and I was lying on my bed thinking when my phone bipped at me. A message from Alexa asked me to activate Skype. I opened my laptop and smiled warmly when I saw her lovely face. She was still wearing her belly dancing outfit, as if she was reluctant to take it off. 

"Hey," she said almost sheepishly. "You're not miffed at me, are you?" 

"No, why would I be?" I replied, shrugging. 

"Oh, because of the cardboard tube thing," she said, seeming relieved that I was not anonyed with her. "I was worried you were thinking that I'd done that to make you look silly or something." 

"You kidding? I was terrified you were gonna have to shotgun me like everyone else. I'm glad you thought of that." I said. "Why the hell did you have a toilet paper tube handy, anyway?" 

"Something my sister said in the car," she answered. "She mentioned she loves shotgunning Michael when they do hookah, and since we were having visitors, I thought it might set up a chain reaction." 

"And since you and I were the only ones there without significant others, we'd get paired by default," I concluded. "Quick thinking on your part." 

"Thanks," she said, smiling now. "But I'm wide awake and horny as hell because of the hookah and coffee and dancing for people. Any ideas what I can do about that?" 

"I might have some ideas," I replied, smiling slyly. "How adventurous are you feeling?" 

She raised and eyebrow. "I'm listening..." 

*** 

"You sure this is safe?" she whispered to me as we snuck hand-in-hand through the backyard. It was pitch black out, the moon having been obscured by clouds. The only illumination was provided by the distant night lights that surrounded our fence.  

"Not at all, that's the point," I replied quietly, pulling her along. "We wanted to do something risky, something even more dangerous than fucking in mom's office, I'd say this is it. Never let it be said you're the only one with a sense of daring-do." 

"Fair enough," she agreed. "So what's the plan?" 

"Simple, I take you on the grass and fuck you until we cum." I said. 

"With your parents' right there, staring at us." Alexa said flatly, even as I brought her to the spot I'd chosen. 

"Oh, you're just unhappy because I thought of it first," I sniffed. "Admit it." 

"Well, maybe a little," she conceded. "But it's a big risk." 

"Isn't that what we wanted? The thrill of living dangerous and expressing our taboo desires while on the razor's edge of discovery?" 

"Yes, but... Alex, what happens if we get caught?" she asked hesitantly. 

I was silent for a moment as I stopped and stared at her. "Well... I hope I can run faster than my mom." 

She smirked and giggled. "I guess we do need to be faster than your parents." 

"Oh, no," I said, correcting her. "I just need to be faster than you. If they come after us with cleavers, I'm tripping your sexy ass." 

She fell against me, trying to contain her laughter. I held her tight, marvelling in how she felt against me, still clad in her belly dancer garb. Was I really going to get to make love to this goddess in this outfit? 

I pulled her to me and our lips met, kissing hungrily. I could already feel my ardour building while we made out, tongues tangling and snaking inside one another's mouths. My hands wandered and caressed, loving the feel of her body within the layers of silk and gauze. Alexa slowly undressed me, leaning in and whispering in my ear. 

"You know what the best part of this outfit is?" she asked quietly. "The material of the underwear part is very elastic, I can just pull it aside to let you into me and fuck me. I can keep the outfit on, my darling." 

The notion sent a thrill through my body and she moaned in response. We grappled onto one another eagerly and she began to kiss her way down my naked body, nibbling and nipping at my skin. She finally arrived at my cock and took it into her mouth, bobbing slowly back and forth, determined to defy the danger of our surroundings and take her time. She hummed around my shaft, making me shudder at the exquisite vibrations. 

"So..." she said, taking her mouth off my johnson and looking up at my but continuing to stroke her hand up and down its length with a gentle twisting motion. "When we do this, Alex, when we fuck... should we face your parents' windows or face away from them?" 

I thought about that for a moment. "Away," I said finally. "That way if they wake up and look out their window, I won't see the assassin's bullet coming." 

"You're too funny..." she giggled before going back to sucking on my cock. 

In spite of our surroundings, which included not only my parents' room facing us but also a university dorm facility next door, I was getting incredibly excited. Or maybe it was because of those surroundings, although it was hard to imagine Alexa not arousing me just about anywhere we might have chosen to fuck. 

"Mmmmmmm..." she moaned around my cock, one hand following her mouth stroking up and down the shaft while the other gently fondled my sac. My hard-on was enormous and throbbing in no time flat and she finally smiled up at me and winked. 

"I'm already wetter than Lake Superior, I think you should just fuck me, Alex," she said softly. "I really want you to take me." 

I nodded and waited while she turned away from me and got on all fours, pulling the gauze that covered her lower legs above her knees to protect him. She had, thankfully, removed all of her jingling bangles as well. One of these days I'd have to fuck her while she wore them. 

"Alright, Alex," she cooed in a quiet voice that belied her eagerness. She looked back at me and wiggled her behind. "Give it to me straight, doctor, I can take it." 

"Your wish is my command." I breathed, kneeling behind her. I caressed her ass cheeks gently, causing her to purr and squirm. She reached under and pulled the now-sticky material of the panties or undergarment aside, exposing her moist pussy to me. I took gentle hold of her hips and pressed my throbbing cockhead against the pliant lips. 

"Yessssss..." she murmured languidly as I slid inside her in one slow stroke. "Oh, Alex, what you do to me..." 

I held her for a few moments, just enjoying the feel of being inside her while I marveled at her lovely form in the dim light. Slowly I began moving back and forth, feeling her squeeze me as she sighed in pleasure. Tracing my fingers over her creamy skin and the silken material of her outfit enthralled me, heightened by the near-darkness we were in. 

She pushed back against me as I slid in and squeezed me as I pulled out, the two of us finding an wonderful, slow rhythm to make love at. One of my hands trailed up her back and wrapped in her lustrous golden hair, causing her to bite her lip as she fought off a loud moan. 

"Gnnnnn, you cheeky bastard," she breathed. "You trying to get us caught?" 

We writhed and ground slowly against one another, lost in a world of sensation no bigger than the two of us. At this point, I'm pretty sure my parents could have been staring right at us and I wouldn't have cared. All that mattered was Alexa and pleasuring her. Nothing else existed. 

"May I sit in your lap, Alex?" she asked, almost panting. "I want to look into your eyes when we cum..." 

I nodded and paused in fucking her, letting Alexa pull herself off my cock and I sat down on the cool grass, facing her. She clambered into my lap and settled down, pulling aside the panties again and hissing as she sank onto me. I held her tight, still somehow stunned by how good she felt, like nothing I could have imagined. 

She put her head on my shoulder and held still for several seconds while she adjusted to our new position. The the moon came out from behind the clouds, casting a silvery light over us. She now looked up and stared deeply into my eyes, her own shining like sapphires. There was something in the way she looked at me that made me want this moment to never end. If this was Heaven, it was more than I could have hoped for. 

Slowly she began to move up and down on me, her arms around my shoulders while my hands rested on her lower back and caressed her waist. Our eyes were locked and we never looked away from one another. We said nothing, we just gazed into one another's timeless eyes. 

My hands slowly wandered up and began squeezing and playing with her breasts, reaching under the fabric that contained them. She bit her lip and sighed as my fingers pinched her nipples gently. Her own fingers caressed my neck and played with my hair while she squirmed up and down slowly on my pulsing cock. 

Our bodies grew warm as we writhed, fingers pressing into skin or squeezing more firmly as the tempo picked up. Our breathing grew heavier but our eyes remained locked. She squeezed me as she rode my cock, her face getting closer to mine with each passing second. 

Finally we both shuddered and sighed as loudly as we dared, crushing ourselves together. I remember to keep looking into her eyes as I cum, the two of us looking deep into one another's souls at that singular moment of truth were nothing can be hidden. I could feel her pussy contracting and clenching around my shaft as I pumped my cum inside her, my body trembling in relief. I could feel her sticky juices on my thighs. 

We looked at one another for several more seconds as we let the mutual orgasm subside, saying nothing. Then she leaned in and we kissed deeply and lovingly, a perfect denoument to our dangerous clandestine meeting. I don't know how long we kissed or held one another, nor do I exactly remember going back inside the house and parting ways, but later in bed, lying in the dark, all I could think about was how I wished nothing would ever interfere with the bliss my aunt and I shared. 

*** 

I woke up to my phone buzzing insistently. I flopped my arm around, trying to find it for several seconds before it went silent. I shrugged and began drifting off when the infernal buzzing started up again. Grumbling, I found the device and thunked it against my ear. 

"Hello?" 

"Alex," my dad said in a very even tone. "Are you awake?" 

"Sort of, now, I guess..." I mumbled. 

"Listen to me," he said, his voice brooking no argument. "Wake up and listen. There's been an accident. Your mom and Allie were in her car when someone t-boned them. Your mom's fine and she's here with me, but Allie's in the hospital. Can you get down to Sunnybrook as quickly as possible?" 

*** 

To be continued...



Alex & Alexa Ch. 07



Chapter 7- What Will I Do Without You? 

Driving was difficult. Concentrating on driving was difficult. My mind was going a million miles an hour, my heart thundering in my chest and my head was just full of white noise. All I could do was remind myself to not speed. 

Don't speed. If you get pulled over, you'll be delayed. 

What if I was too late because I got pulled over? 

Alexa, what would I do if I got pulled over? 

What if I don't- 

Concentrate. Feel nothing for now. Feel ice. Be ice. Be mechanical. You'll get there sooner if you don't lose your head. You can worry when you pull into the parking lot and take the keys out of the ignition. There'll be time. 

There's got to be time. 

Please let there be time. 

Oh God, please... 

*** 

My hands were almost shaking as I pulled the keys out of the ignition. I'd arrived in good time, pushing the speed limit but never drawing attention to my driving. I flexed my hands several times as I tried to breathe. I felt like I was going to burst. I had to struggle to not hyperventilate. 

I clutched the wheel tightly until it shook with my hands and let out a cry of pure terror and frustration. 

Get it together! They need you! What will you do when you get up there? Be a part of the problem? 

My head thunked back against the chair rest and I took several deep breaths. Deep, deep breaths. I didn't have long to compose myself, but I needed to be composed. I couldn't exactly go rampaging in, pretending she was my lover and beloved, could I? 

I was ready a few seconds later, feeling significantly more in control and steeling myself for the worst. I got out of my car and headed in through the Emergency entrance of the hospital. A nurse behind the desk noticed me. 

"Are you Alex de Bourne?" she aksed. I nodded. 

"Your family's in room 709, straight back, take the elevator to the Seventh floor and then just around the left corner." 

I nodded and walked quickly, horrified that they seemed to be waiting for me. I followed the nurse's instructions and took the elevator up. Rounding the corner, I almost ran into a young doctor, who was looking at his charts. He blinked as he saw me and then nodded when I gave him my name. 

"I think your father took your mother for some fresh air," he said solemnly. "But you can go in if you like." 

I thanked him and approched the door, my heart once again jackhammering in my chest. It was dim in the room, the heavy curtains drawn. There was only one bed and I saw her laying on it... 

Alexa... 

I couldn't help gazing in wonder. Even in this place, she was completely beautiful. There was a bandage around her head and one on her exposed arm. Her face was tilted to one side, eyes shut. Needles and sensors ran from her arm and her left temple. 

One of the machines she was hooked up to beeped slowly. 

My whole body trembling, I approached the bottom of the bed. I could see the charts hung on the bottom of her bed and took one up with an unsteady hand, looking at what it said. 

Unconscious since arrival. No major injury, internal or otherwise, detected. Minor bruises and scratches. Recommended to keep overnight to watch for concussion or other head trauma. Vitals all strong. 

I could feel my hands shaking worse than ever as I replaced the chart, but I knew now it was with relief- Alexa was going to live. I stared at the monitor that read her vitals, indicating a strong pulse and blood pressure. I'd never been so happy to see one of those stupid machines in my life. 

I must have exhaled loudly, because she sighed as she laid there, almost as if in response to the audial stimulus. She stirred slowly, as if she was beginning to wake up. I stood still and just watched in wonder. Her head tilted up and slowly, ever so slowly, her eyes began to open. It took everything I had in me to not shout for joy. 

Her lovely blue eyes fluttered open, staring at nothing for some time. Finally, though, they began to look around. After some time they settled on me and simply stared. 

"Hey," I said softly, smiling warmly as I came around the bed to her left side. "Good to see you..." 

She said nothing but her eyes slowly tracked me. Maybe she was really drugged up. I decided to stay patient and just let her hear my voice. Hopefully she would find it soothing. 

"You gave us all a scare," I continued, speaking with a calmness I barely felt. "But your charts seem to say you're going to be completely fine." 

She turned her head to look at me a little more, her eyes still bleary and red. Her mouth was moving a little but no sound came out. 

I leaned in a little closer, trying to hear what she was saying. 

"Who..." 

I leaned in closer, my ear almost to her lips. 

"Who am I?" 

My world suddenly spun. I felt my knees almost give out and I reached backward to grip the armrests of the chair that was placed next to the bed. I missed and crashed to the floor, the chair making a terrible racket as it clattered away. I felt my head hit to cold tile floor and then everything sounded rather slow and sluggish. 

"Oh my god, Alex!" I heard her exclaim. "I was only joking, you jerk!" 

I said nothing. I did nothing. I just laid on the floor, letting the world rotate around me. A doctor rushed in at the noise, turning on the light and just stared dumbly upon seeing me. He was followed half a second later by my parents, who took in the whole situation quietly. Mom simply looked down at me, one eyebrow raised. 

"Why are you lying on the floor?" she demanded, clearly not impressed. 

"Mom, can we trade her in?" I asked finally, still lying where I'd landed. "I don't like her anymore..." 

My mother now glanced at Alexa, while my father had his hands in his pockets and was looking at the ceiling with interest. Since nobody, including the doctor present, seemed inclined to help me up, I slowly rolled onto my hands and knees and pushed myself to my feet, rubbing the back of my head. It really smart. 

"I... might've woken up while Alex was here," Alexa began to explain, now lying on her side so she could talk to people. "I pretended I had amnesia and didn't know who I was. Alex reacted unexpectedly poorly and lost his motor control." 

My mother looked at me again. "You fall down, go boom? What's it like to be on the receiving end of an evil sense of humour, Grumio?" 

"Ooh, good reference." Alexa said. 

"And as for you," my mother said, turning toward her younger sister. "Are you trying to make him dumber?" 

Alexa snickered. "No, I didn't expect that reaction from him, to be honest. I thought he'd laugh." 

"Good God, I'm surrounded by lunatics," my mom muttered. "While you were taking your nap, the doctor was kind enough to tell us that your injuries, as far as they can tell, are completely ephemeral and superficial, much like a Sociology degree. Michael and I were relieved, of course, but they want to keep you for a day or two, make sure you don't have a concussion." 

"Fair enough," Alexa agreed. "Is this likely to be covered? I've been here less than a week, even if I'm still a citizen." 

"Oh, I doubt the hospital or province is dumb enough to give us grief about it," dad chimed in. "It makes no sense to screw over a brilliant young woman who was just offered a full scholarship to one of the best universities in the country. Besides, you've got bruises and scratches after a really bad accident, nothing for them to complain about." 

"Yeah, what happened, anyway?" I asked, my mind now focusing on the hows and whys of my morning so far. 

My mother shrugged. "We were just driving, passing through an intersection and some drunk moron ran his red light and t-boned my car. Spun us right out and almost up on the curb. I think he's a couple of rooms over, actually. He'll be charged no doubt." 

"And your car?" I asked. 

"Ugh, total write-off," mom said, scowling. "He nailed it good, I'm amazed neither of us was killed, to be honest. I was fine, since I could get out on my side and called the cops, while your aunt decided to take an unscheduled nap and scare the hell out of me." 

"Sorry about that," Alexa said somewhat sheepishly. "I vaguely remember a crashing impact and spinning, but after that, nothing. Well, not until I nearly gave Alex a heart attack, anyway." 

Dad chuckled. "Let's just all be thankful it wasn't worse. A wrecked car and some bruises is nothing to sniff at." 

"Could you give us a few minutes while I check her vitals?" the doctor asked, walking up to Alexa, now that we seemed to have figured out everything. Mom, dad and I exited the room and sat on some chairs in the corridor. Dad put his arm around my mother and she sighed deeply, her eyes tearing up. I took her hand and squeezed it. 

"She gonna be fine, mom," I said assuringly. 

"I know," she said in a voice I could only describe as wet. "I just... sometimes you cry with relief, you know? She's my baby sister and I just got her back in my life, I don't want to lose her." 

Dad pulled her to his chest and held her tight while she cried silently for some time. I just waited patiently, struggling with my own feelings. Mom and dad would expect me to be relieved, that was just common sense. But they didn't know about Alexa and I, that we were lovers. They couldn't know how I felt, how terrified I'd been and how relieved I was now. What would I have done if the worst had happened? 

Would I ever have been able to tell them? 

A horrible chill ran through me. I could have lost my aunt and my mother. 

I glared down the hallway, something hot and beyond angry rising inside me. 

"Don't worry, Alex," my dad said, noticing my face and deducing what was going on in my head. "He's in pretty bad shape himself and there's a cop at the door of his room. His life is going to be hard enough from now on, show a little mercy." 

I sighed. Dad was, of course, right as always. He was what mom referred to as annoyingly melioristic. Not only did he see the good in everything, he had this infuriating way of being right and making you realize you were being selfish, without even trying. I pushed the thought of the other driver from my mind. There'd no doubt be plenty of fallout to deal with later. 

The doctor came out a few minutes later and smiled. "We do want to keep her for maybe two nights, just to be absolutely certain, but my opinion is that she has no concussions or other head trauma to worry about. You're very lucky. You may go in and see her again until the nurses say it's time to let her rest." 

We thanked him and went back in. Alexa beamed that beautiful smile at us from where she was now sitting in her bed, having raised it to a postion better suited for conversing. Mom sat in the chair while dad and I stood nearby. 

"Really sorry about the nap," Alexa said to my mother. "At least Mike got a good laugh out of my prank." 

Mom and I both looked at dad, daring him to answer. He shrugged. "Maybe just a little one. And on that note, I'm going to go call the university and let them know what happened before they find out through the grapevine and begin calling in a total panic." 

Dad stepped outside, cellphone in hand. Mom sighed and took Alexa's hand in hers. This had clearly terrified her. 

"They say you don't appreciate what you have until it's gone," she murmured. "Let's hope that this was close enough for the lesson gods to leave us alone for a bit." 

"No argument there," Alexa agreed. "Not sure what the lesson was, since we weren't at fault, mind you. But I'm going to do my best to never take my time with my family for granted, that's for damned sure." 

"Glad to hear it," mom said, nodding. "I want nieces and nephews on day, after all. You'll probably find some nice young guy on campus. God knows you're pretty enough that you'll be beating them off with a stick before long. Alex probably has some friends to introduce you to. It's about time you began dating." 

Alexa was silent for a moment as she looked at her lap. "Yeah. I guess it is..." 

Mom's phone rang and she answered it. She looked at us and covered the speaker. "It's the insurance company, they have questions," she whispered. "This could be a bit, so I'll take it down to the cafe on the main floor." 

She left and then we were alone. Neither of us said anything for sometime, lost in the last words she'd spoken before mom got the call. Alexa stared at her lap. I stared off at a cabinet. The air was heavy, the silence between us maddening. I'd never experienced anything like this with Alexa and wasn't even sure it would've been possible before now. We had no idea what to say. 

I looked at her when I heard her sigh softly. She turned to look at me and I saw tears in her eyes. 

"Could... could you turn off the light please, Alex?" she asked. "It feels so artificial..." 

I nodded and walked to the door, turning off the light. 

"And close the door, please?" 

I closed it and walked back. She drew a deep breath before looking up at me. 

"And please sit down on the bed with me," she said quietly. "I... looking at you is terrifying, but I need to, I owe you that..." 

I sat down and she crossed her legs to make room for me. She took my hands in hers and I could see the fear in her eyes when she gazed into mine. 

"I'm not frightened about the accident, Alex, not in the conventional sense," she began. "I'm... frightened because of the doors that have suddenly swung open, long before I was prepared for them to open and have to walk through them. I could've been killed and here I am, looking at decisions that I have to make. That... we have to make now." 

I nodded, dreading what she was referring to. 

"It's horrible," she said softly. "Horrible and unfair. We never discussed where this would take us, what we'd do when we reached a point where choices needed to be made. We were so lost in one another and selfish about it, not that I blame us. Alex, you make me feel like no one ever has before. I can say that with complete honesty." 

Her hands squeezed mine now and I could hear the frustration in her voice as it cracked. "And it's so damned unfair that you're my nephew. How did you keep it together when you got here and not break down? Alex, I know how much I mean to you, I see it in your eyes when we're together. And you mean every bit as much to me. But if it'd been you lying here, I don't know if I could have kept up the facade that protects us." 

There were tears on her cheeks as she pressed the back of my hands to her lips and kissed them. 

"We should have always known, should have been more restrained. Because how the hell could we ever continue this, no matter how much we both want it?" 

I pulled her to me and hugged her tight as she cried, her body shuddering against mine. I didn't really notice her breasts squashed to my chest or the softness of her skin or any of the other enthralling things I normally reveled in about her. I stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head, just letting her weep gently after her ordeal. 

"I'm so terrified, Alex," she said against my shoulder. "I'm terrified because I knew all along I had to lose you." 

Her next words were like thunder in my ears, even though she spoke them with the tiniest voice I'd ever heard her use. 

"Because I know I'm in love with you..." 

*** 

I was sitting in the chair reading when my dad and mom came in, obviously having met up after their calls ended. I put a finger to my lips, indicating that they should be quiet, because Alexa was sound asleep. I walked with them out into the hall. 

"Any news?" mom asked. 

I shook my head. "Nothing you don't already know. She just got tired and took a nap. She's probably pretty drained." 

"Fair enough," mom said, rubbing her eyes. "Been a long day for everyone and it's not even noon yet. So what'll we do?" 

Dad sighed. "Well, you and I are already behind on grading papers, maybe we should head to school and do our big people jobs? We know Alexa's fine, Karen. Leave her with Chatterbox McGee here, at least we know she'll get some sleep that way." 

"And what if I had plans?" I interjected, trying to sound annoyed. 

"Oh, please, Hyrule or whatever can save itself for a day," mom snorted before looking at dad. "Hyrule? Did I get that right?" 

Dad shrugged. "I'm a PC gaming god, honey, not a dirty console peasant." 

"You're worse than he is," mom muttered. "Fine, we'll come see her after we finish. Link, you stand guard for a while and keep us updated. We'll be done after five." 

Then they turned and made their exit, leaving me standing in the hallway outside of Alexa's room, staring dumbly. With a sigh, I went back into the room and sat in the chair, reading stuff on my phone. Maybe an hour later, Alexa woke up and turned her head to look at me. 

"Hey..." she said softly. 

"Hey, you," I said, smiling. "Mom and dad went back to work since the university was calling like crazy, freaking out." 

"I'm sure," she mused, sitting up. "They could've lost one of their senior staffers in the Physics department." 

We sat silently for a few moments before she turned her head to look at me. 

"Are we stupid for ever having started this, Alex? It could never be what we wanted, civilization wouldn't let us be together." 

"I don't know," I answered glumly. "I... would have kept on as long as I could, but this scare sort of put it in perspective, right? Maybe we were fooling ourselves." 

She laid back against her pillow, staring at the ceiling. "I've never been in love before, not like this," she murmured. "It feels so right and natural." 

"I know," I sighed. "I've... well, Alexa, I'm pretty damned sure I'm in love with you too. Hell, I know I am. You're all I ever think about and I nearly fell apart on the way over here. Thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest." 

She smiled sadly and squeezed my hand. "It thrills me to hear you say that, Alex, but it also makes me sad, because now we share the pain. If you didn't love me the way I love you, at least only one of us would be suffering and I'd never wish what I'm feeling on you." 

She closed her eyes, still holding my hand. "It feel so right with you. Like it's meant to be. But it's not. And I don't know what to do." 

I drew a deep breath. "Do we... do we just see other people and hope it fades in time?" 

"I guess," she replied, opening her eyes and looking at the far wall. "But I live with you, I don't know how that will help. I'll be seeing you all the time and just yearning." 

"I know," I sighed. "But I'm out of ideas." 

We were silent for a while longer when someone came in. Jeanie, the student of my mom and dad's that I had met the previous day, swished into the room, looking quite concerned. 

"Alexa!" she exclaimed as she came over and gave my aunt of big hug. I began to understand what my mom and dad meant about her being dumb, because any person with functioning neurons would have known better than to bear hug a person in a hospital bed after they'd been in a car accident and were still hooked up to the machines. Alexa graciously returned the hug and smiled at her. 

"Hi, Jeanie," she said pleasantly. "I'm glad you could come down, that's very nice of you." 

"Of course I did," Jeanie said, holding Alexa's hand and looking stern. "Had to make sure you weren't trying to get out of our playdate, after all." 

"Perish the thought," my aunt said, waving the concern off. "I wouldn't dare miss it. I'm only a little banged up, no broken anything, no head trauma, just badly shaken nerves and maybe my pants need washing." 

"Kinky," jeanie said slyly before looking over and finally noticing me. "Oh, hey, I remember you, you're Mr de Bourne's son, right?" 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 07



"Yep," I said, standing to tower over her, perhaps feeling a little possessive of my aunt. "I met you yesterday in dad's office." 

"Yeah, you do look alike," she used nodding. "Your dad's hot. So you two know each other?" 

Alexa and I paused for a moment, bewildered by her question. This girl really was dumber than a box of rocks. 

"I- yes, sweetie," Alexa said. "My sister is Alex's mother. I'm Alex's aunt." 

Jeanie's eyes widened in confusion for a moment as she tried to process what Alexa was saying. She screwed up her face for a second and then exhaled. 

"Oh, I get it," she said finally before looking at me. "You're adopted?" 

"No," I said slowly, trying not to sound exasperated while Alexa's eyes clouded over with tears of laughter. "Alexa is my aunt. She is just much younger than my mother, your professor. We're the same age." 

"Oh." Jeanie said, trying to figure that out. "Oh, wow." 

She looked at the two of us. "That's kinda hot, actually." 

I pinched my eyes. 

Jeanie clapped her hands together once. "Well, I gotta go, but I couldn't get on with my day without seeing you once Mr de Bourne mentioned what happened. So, you're sure you're gonna be alright for our playdate next week?" 

Alexa nodded. "They'll let me out of here tomorrow night with a clean bill of health, I promise I'll be fine, sweetie." 

"Good!" Jeanie said brightly. "Okay, gotta bounce! Lates!" 

She started to exit the room before pausing and then scurrying over to Alexa and giving her a hug and kiss on the cheek. She then made her way to the door and paused once more. She turned around, went up to my aunt and put her arms around her, kissing her on the mouth, rather deeply. She moaned through the langorous kiss and I'm pretty sure slipped Alexa the tongue. 

"Much better..." she said as she stood up and then swished out of the room, leaving my aunt and I staring after her. We said nothing for several seconds before Alexa sat back and sighed loudly, looking at the ceiling. 

"Guess we know what kind of playdate I'm in for." 

"Could be worse," I chuckled. "She's about as smart as a bag of hammers, so she's gotta be great in the sack." 

Alexa gave me a look. "I thought you said I was great in the sack." 

"Don't you try and turn this around on me," I said, holding up a finger. "I just meant she's an idiot so being good at fucking is all she's got. You're the most incredible person I've ever met, you're intelligent, you're kind, you're beautiful, you're a sex goddess..." 

"Oh, don't stop, go on please," Alexa said, turning on her side and smiling. "I could use some good news today." 

I sighed grumpily. "Well, I've got good news and bad news for you. Good news, I am very, very in love with you. Bad news, you're my aunt and I can't be with you the way I want to be." 

"I know," she said quietly, her eyes said. "It sucks. It's so beyond unfair. Alex, this may sound dumb, but... would it, would it not hurt as much if I just dated girls?" 

I thought about what she was saying. If she dated girls, I didn't really have anything to be jealous of. It was a service I couldn't provide. I don't know if it actually solved anything for me, but if it helped Alexa feel like she was sparing my feelings, why would I deny her that? 

"Okay," I said finally, shrugging. "As long as I don't have to date guys to make you feel better." 

She giggled. "I somehow doubt the thought of you having super happy bum-fun with boys will make me feel better, although I'm willing to bet that picturing me scissoring with a hot girl will be good for you..." 

We were silent for a while again. 

"Alex, can you please close the door again?" she asked quietly. "Because I... I really want to kiss you..." 

I got up and closed the door quietly, putting a sign on the front indicating she was sleeping. I then came back to the bed and she sat up, tucking her feet under her. I sat on the bed next to her and she stared deep into my eyes, caressing my cheeks. Her own beautiful sapphire eyes were crystalline with tears. 

"I can't believe how quickly I fell for you," she whispered. "I had no control over it and I didn't even try to fight it, I was so confused. And now I know I love you and you're perfect for me and I'm forced to give you up... and I don't know how..." 

She leaned in and kissed me lovingly, trying not to cry as she did so. I could feel the tears on her cheeks, her skin against mine. I held her and kissed her back, letting her feel everything I had in me, showing her exactly what she meant to me.  

"I love you, Alex," she choked through the kiss. "I'm so in love with you. Damn you for being my nephew..." 

"I love you too, Alexa," I murmured back. "I love you so much and I don't want to give you up." 

The kiss ended, for the moment, and she pressed her forehead to mine, still caressing my face as she tried to compose herself. "It's so stupid," she whispered. "All this confusion I'm feeling, and fear about everything, and the one thing I'm absolutely certain of is my love for you, which is the problem everyone else would have. It's the only part of all this that feels right, like it's supposed to be or meant to be. It's everything else that's fucked up. At least, that's how it feels." 

I said nothing, just holding her and thinking about how cheated we both felt. Finally, I posed a question I was inexplicably terrified to ask. 

"What if... what if we just faked dating?" 

She looked at me for several moments, wiping her eyes. "Fake date?" 

I nodded. "Go out on dates with other people, y'know, people we're pretty sure we have no interest in, except for maybe fucking them for the sake of something physical. But then we'll still be seeing one another behind the scenes. If we're careful, mom and dad won't suspect, because they'll see us dating other people." 

She thought about what I was saying for a few moments. "We could... we could still be together, at least for a while." 

I nodded. "I don't think it solves our ultimate problem at all, but at least we'd have more time together." 

"Yes," she said, looking at my face and touching my lips with her fingers. "And it might make parting even harder than it is right now. I don't know if I could be that strong. But... well, I don't know if I'm strong enough to give you up even now. I sure as hell don't want to." 

She sighed and sat back in her bed, her eyes distant. "I don't know. Inevitably we'll be forced apart, no matter how in love we are. I couldn't do that to Karen. But the thought of being without you, Alex, I..." 

She finally closed her eyes. "This is all so much right now. I guess... let me sleep, Alex. I don't mean to sound selfish, but I think I need to sleep and be alone for a few hours. Maybe I'll have clarity when I wake up. I can't be objective around you, I'm sorry." 

"No, trust me, I understand," I said readily, rising from the bed. "I'm not the least bit objective around you either, Alexa. You think, I'll think. We may not come up with an answer we like, but if we both think it through, at least we know we'll come up with the right answer." 

She nodded. "I'll message you later, think of something I need from the house so you can bring it over." 

I nodded, not wanting to leave or even take my eyes off her, as if I was afraid something would happen the moment I did. 

Her eyes were glassy as she looked up at me. "Kiss me, Alex?" 

I went to her and gently pulled her into my arms, kissing her deeply and lovingly again. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, even if those crystal tears from her lovely blue eyes ran between our cheeks. She was beautiful when she cried, even if it tore my heart out. 

"I love you, Alex," she murmured again through the kiss. "I'm in love with you." 

"I love you too," I replied, memorizing what she felt like against me. "Sleep now, Alexa, get better for me. You'll see me soon." 

As I closed the door behind me, I could hear her beginning to sob and it took every bit of my willpower to not rush back in and comfort her. She needed her time. My face was warm and flush as I walked out of the hospital, my mind spinning. To lose the woman I loved... 

*** 

I'd taken a nap myself upon returning home, since my nerves were pretty shot. I'd done some thinking about the predicament but there were no satisfactory answer to be found, nothing she and I would like. I'd crashed on the long couch and was awakened when I heard my dad's vehicle pull up and the doors close. I blinked and checked my watch. It was almost 6:30. 

Dad and mom came in, noticing me rising from my nap on the couch. 

"Did you sleep well, Alex?" mom asked as she came in. "We stopped by the hospital on our way back and Allie said she'd sent you home so she could sleep and not feel obligated to stay awake and entertain someone. She's had a long day." 

I nodded. "I think we all have. You okay, mom?" 

"Oh, I'm fine now, thank you," she said almost cheerfully. "Now that I know my baby sister is going to be okay, I'm relieved and able to think again. We just brought home take-out, darling, you hungry?" 

"When is he not?" dad chuckled. "It's just burgers and stuff, but it was quick and easy. I somehow doubt he'll object." 

I stood up and joined them at the table, where mom filled me in on more of the details of the incident. It seemed a little surreal to hear about it since I already knew the outcome. But mom told me about it at length and in great detail. It occured to me that she was doing this as much for her own benefit as mine. Her analytical, scientific mind was describing and formulating it so she could deal with it. I let her talk as much as she needed. 

She showed me pictures of what was left of her vehicle and I was amazed- the passenger's side was royally fucked up. It was hard to imagine Alexa not having been killed in that impact, forget escaping with just minor cuts and bruises. A cold chill ran down my spine. 

Mom sighed and nodded her head. "I'm just glad there's nothing wrong with her." 

"I wouldn't say that," I muttered. "Anyone who would pull a prank like that the moment they woke up from a car accident isn't right in the head." 

Dad laughed. "Turns out your family has a sense of humour after all, Karen. It must have just skipped you." 

My mother shot him a look. "That's right, Mike, keep feeding the bear. I hope neither of you mind, I might go through an entire bottle of wine by myself this evening. Help with the nerves and all." 

"Doesn't bother me," dad said cheerfully. "I promise to not even try and take advantage of drunk you this time around." 

"How chivalrous of you, Conan," mom said dryly, rolling her eyes. "But stay nearby, in case I need a shoulder to cry on." 

Dad nodded and began clearing the remains of supper away. Mom looked at me. "I've had enough of cars for one day, Alex. If Allie calls and needs anything, you're getting stuck driving since I'll be in no shape to make it out there, got it?" 

I nodded. "I'll play offline for a change, just so I don't get tooo caught up." 

"Good," she declared, taking a wine glass and an entire unopened bottle of Old-Vine Zinfandel. "I'll be up on my bed getting blitzed. Your dad's in charge of directing you now. G'night." 

I went down to my room and began playing a game, to keep myself occupied and keep from fretting when there was nothing I could do. I'd been playing for maybe two hours when my dad called down the stairs. 

"Alex?" he said loudly. "Your aunt was hoping you could take her some of her books and her laptop? I guess she's a tad bored." 

"Yeah, I can do that," I said, trying to sound resigned to the prospect. "I'll be up in a minute to get her stuff and then go." 

Dad seemed satisfied with that answer and left me to finish up. I went upstairs and packed her laptop, along with some of the novels I found under her nightstand. I also packed her webcam, in case her friend Freja wanted to see her. I called out that I was leaving and drove back to the hospital. It was now dark and the place was practically empty. The nurse at the desk nodded me through, reminding me that visiting hours ended in just under forty-five minutes. 

The door was open so I knocked and went in. Alexa's face lit up when she saw me, smiling radiantly. She never ceased to get more beautiful in my eyes. 

"Alex," she said almost dreamily. "Close the door. Come here and let me kiss you..." 

I did so and then put the laptop and books down as she held out her arms. They'd removed the IV's and sensors from her, meaning she could move freely. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her deeply, enthralled to be feeling her against me again. I couldn't get over how right it felt. It was Heaven. She moaned through the kiss, apparently every bit as relieved as I was. 

She pulled back from the kiss and smiled at me. "I love you, Alex. And it may not be the smart thing to do, but I want to be with you as long as I can. I need this and I need you. I won't give up my present happiness because of a possible future sadness." 

She pulled me down to sit on the bed, her hands clasped in mine. "I guess I did need that time. So if you have no objections, let's go with the fake dating plan." 

I looked deep into her eyes and drew a deep breath. "Well, actually..." I said reluctantly. 

Alexa froze. I could almost feel her heart stopping, her blood turning to ice. Her eyes were wide with an instant horror at what I was obviously going to say next. 

I grinned. "Gotcha. Now we're even for that amnesia prank. Yes, we should fake date other people." 

Alexa's eyes almost spiralled in her head as she collapsed back against her pillow, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling and her hand over her heart, to make sure it was beating. 

"You... txortalari..." she sighed finally, still staring at the ceiling. "You nearly fucking killed me. Haven't I nearly died enough today, you bastard?" 

I chuckled. "At least your head landed on a pillow when you fell backward." 

"Oh, just give me a minute and shut up, motherfucker..." she breathed. "Holy cow, you really got me. Shit..." 

Finally she made a beckoning motion with her hand. "Your dick, please. No arguments." 

I laughed and stood, unzipping my pants and going to stand beside her head. She turned on her side and took hold of my cock, stroking it for several seconds before sliding it inside her mouth with practiced ease. Her moan was one of both pleasure and relief, clearly delighted to have me in her mouth again. I sighed and caressed her beautiful hair as she bobbed up and down my length slowly. 

Her hand followed her mouth as she sucked on me, her tongue swirling around the skin with devlish skill. I could not believe how wonderful everything she did felt and my erection was massive and rock hard in no time at all. Her sapphire eyes looked up at me, lust kindling in them. One of her legs bent up, the hospital gown dropping away to reveal her smooth pussy, which was already wet with her desire. 

"Mmmm, she's been waiting for you, you know," Alexa purred, smiling up at me and winking. "Almost a whole day without her best friend. You plan to apologize and make it up to her, right?" 

"Sure do," I said, nodding. "But what if someone comes-" 

"I don't care, Alex," she said bluntly. "Not at this very moment." 

And that was good enough for me. I loved her and I wanted, no, needed to make love to her. Consequences be damned. 

She pulled her wet mouth off my cock and indicated a chair with no arms. "Go sit, please..." she said huskily. I nodded and went to sit down, pulling off my pants and my t-shirt while I did so. Alex got off the bed, shedding her hospital gown and standing gloriously naked in front of me. My cock throbbed at the sight of her body, aching in need. Smiling, she straddled my lap, putting her arms around my neck. Looking into my eyes, she pressed her pliant, slippery pussy against my cockhead and slowly sank down, taking me deep inside her. We both moaned in pleasure, happy to be one again. 

We kissed soulfully, lost in one another as she began to move slowly up and down on my lap. I held her tightly against me as I dared and she made no demur. Alexa squeezed and rippled herself around my cock, transporting me to a world of bliss, consisting only of us. And that was all I needed. 

"Alex, I'm so in love with you..." she murmured as she moved up and down on top of me slowly and gently. "I can't be without you." 

I bit her neck and she shuddered and moaned, clasping me to her. I leaned my head down and bit her breast again, over the previous mark I'd left on her and she gasped in delight. 

"Yes, my love," she whispered, fingers flexing on my neck and bck. "Mark me again, Alex, make me all yours..." 

I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking it greedily. Alexa shivered and thrust herself down on me even harder, fucking me eagerly. It never ceased to amaze me how rapt I was by her, every aspect of her. She was my goddess and I loved her madly. There was nothing I wouldn't do for Alexa. 

We kissed again feverishly as she began to squirm up and down faster and faster on me. We were swallowing one another's tongues as I ground my hips up into her and she pushed down harder, desperate to feel me as deep insider her as possible. Our bodies were warm and wet together, pink with our exertions, shining with our sweat. Her heart pounded against me and I could feel my own, as if it was going to burst right out of me. She looked into my eyes, hers flashing with a great eagerness. 

"Cum in me, Alex," she growled softly. "Please, cum in me, let me feel you again. Oh God, Alex..." 

We kissed again, almost to silence our screams as we crushed ourselves against one another, shaking uncontrollably. She moaned into my mouth and I groaned in ecstasy as I came, pumping my thick, pearly essence deep inside her clenching, tight pussy. She bathed my thighs with her wetness and her nails almost dug into my back. 

She collapsed against me, panting, her chest heaving. The wonderful feeling of her soft breasts pressed to me was heavenly. I just held her, wondering what could ever be more blissful than this. And I knew I never wanted to give her up. 

"So in love with you," she whispered against my shoulder, kissing it gently. "That's all that matters right now..." 

I held her for a while longer before slowly rising and removing my cock from her pussy. She giggled as my cum seeped out of her, dribbling on the floor. I deposited her gently on the bed and went about cleaning up after us while she replaced her gown and wiped her pussy clean. Neither of us felt like answering questions about why she smelled like sex when the only visitor had been her nephew. 

"God, I needed that," she sighed, stretching her arms over her head like a contented cat. "I'm pretty sure I'm a total addict now. Think you'll be able to sneak back tomorrow?" 

"I would think," I reasoned. "Mom and dad are easier to keep track of now, since they share his vehicle temporarily. So we've got that working for us." 

"Good," she said, smiling. "I guess I'll start fake-dating Jeanie, which has the added bonus of really throwing Karen and Mike off the trail about us since they'll now think I'm into girls. Who will you date?" 

"I have no idea," I confessed. "Haven't given the matter any thought. But I will now, once I head home." 

She nodded. "I'll probably be Skyping with Freja tonight, since she's really worried and wants me to prove I'm okay." 

"I don't blame her," I replied. "Her best friend was in a car accident and there's nothing she can do about it. Did you at least send her some pics from your phone to ease her mind?" 

"Yes, it seemed like the thing to do, you know?" she agreed. 

"I actually have a question about that," I said, sitting down on the bed next to her. "We've taken a zillion pictures. Who do you send them to?" 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 07



She giggled. "Nobody, dopey. Not the naughty ones, anyway. I sort them into folders and I have sent Freja and some of my other friends back in Europe some of the G-rated ones, to let them see my life. I wouldn't show them any of the personal ones without your say-so, and even then only Freja, because she'd think it was kinky and like it." 

I shrugged. "I don't mind if you do or if she knows about us. If she'll be happy for you, Alexa, go for it, okay?" 

She smiled warmly. "Thank you, Alex. But you'd better get home before Karen makes Mike call. You were just supposed to drop off my stuff, right?" 

"Yeah," I sighed, unhappy at the prospect of parting from her. "You can text or message me whenever you want. It doesn't matter if I'm asleep, hearing from you is what matters to me, okay?" 

Alexa nodded and pulled me in for another loving kiss. We confessed our love for one another and then I left, sad to be going but knowing I had to. The drive home was a quiet one for me, lost in contemplation about what would happen next. 

How would I fake date? Who? How much did I need to like or just not mind a person to make it convincing dating? My parents weren't likely to fall for a ruse for long if I didn't find the right person. And what if the other person became interested in me? What would I tell them? Did I just never date a person more than once? Maybe I could just get some friends with benefits who didn't really want anything more. 

I was lying in bed when a text message from Alexa asked me if I wanted to Skype. I opened my screen and activated the program, smiling when I saw her beautiful face. She told me quietly that she'd already talked with Freja, assuring her friend that she was fine. She was smirking as she looked at me, her hospital robe not visible on her shoulders or the swell of her bosom. 

"So," she purred, smiling slyly. "Am I naked or just teasing?" 

I chuckled. "Normally I'd hope for teasing, because then you could strip for me, but it's a hospital gown. Only you could make stripping out of a tent sexy." 

Alexa giggled and slowly panned the camera down her body in the dimly lit room, revealing her incredible breasts, trim stomach and finally her smooth pussy. She used two fingers to pull the sticky lips apart and show me her inner pink, which was glistening invitingly. 

"I've got an idea," I said as she returned the camera to her face. "Each of our laptops has a built-in cam and we also have the webcams. Let's open two windows each, one fixed on our face and the other on our bodyparts as we choose so we can see one another cum." 

Her eyes lit up in delight. "I love that idea, Alex. Tell me how to do it and we can cum together. I love your cock but then I can always see your face too..." 

She followed my instructions and soon we each had two windows on our screens opened, one fixed directly on our faces, the detatchable webcams displaying my hardening cock and her wet slit. We watched one another silently as she began to finger herself and play with her breasts while I stroked my dick. I could hear her sigh in pleasure, thrilled to have me watch her. 

"Do you like it, Alex?" she asked quietly, using her fingers to spread her lips and show me inside herself. "Do you like how wet I get for you? Ohhhhh, I wish I could be louder, make someone in the hall wonder what was happening in here..." 

I was lying on my side, stroking my shaft and watching her intently, my eyes darting back and forth between the two windows on my screen. I was loving how she played with her pussy, but at least as mezmerizing for me was the look of pleasure on her face. Her eyes were sometimes closed, but other times those captivating sapphire eyes were looking straight at me, knowing she held my gaze. I moaned and pushed my hips closer to the webcam centered on my cock, letting her see up close exactly what she did to me. She gasped in response and slid two fingers deep inside herself, working them in and out feverishly. 

Oh my God, she was so wet I could hear the slick, juicy noises she was making as she fingered herself. It drove me wild and I was pumping my hand furiously up and down my length, desperate for release. I was hoping she'd cum soon, because I was ready to blow. 

She bit her lip as she stared at me, sweat shining on her brow. Her fingers were plunging into her pussy now, glistening with her arousal. She panted as our eyes locked, both straining to hold on for one another to peak. 

I groaned as loudly as I dared while she craned her neck and moaned wantonly, all thoughts of who may be outside her door forgotten. Cum pumped from my cock, splattering the old white shirt I'd laid in front of me. I spared a look at her womanhood while she came, the entire region of her inner thighs shining with her essence. 

I rested my head on my arm as I slowed down, casually stroking now, just watching her. Her fingers had finally pulled out of her steaming tunnel and she caressed her lips slowly, a look of bliss on her face. Her eyes were closed as she brought herself down from the orgasmic high she felt. When her eyes fluttered open, she smiled at me serenely and mouthed the words 'I love you'. 

I told her I loved her back and we simply lay together for some time, watching one another relax. She pulled her hands up from her pussy and sucked on her fingers, enjoying the taste of herself and winking at me. She fondled her breasts for me and I tapped the aperture of my webcam with my cock, like I was tapping her face. She giggled and smiled naughtily. 

"It feels so good to be able to say 'I love you' in English," she said finally, stretching her arms overhead and jutting her breasts forward proudly. "Doing it in other languages you didn't know was not quite as fulfilling, but I was afraid to tell you how I really felt." 

"Fair enough," I replied, nodding. "I was fit to bursting not being able to tell you. So when you said 'I love you, daddy' the other night during our little roleplay, you meant it." 

She nodded slowly. "It was my chance to say it to you in a context that could be excused, but I really needed to say it to you. I don't see myself getting tired of saying it, I'm warning you." 

"And I don't object and never will." I promised. "Hearing you say it is the best thing about my day. I nearly burst when you confessed it to me earlier today." 

"I had to, Alex," she said, her voice carrying a note of seriousness. "After what happened, I couldn't not tell you any longer. I wasn't sure what we'd do, but I couldn't go on without you knowing. The minute I saw you at the airport, I had a dread feeling you were someone I was going to fall in love with. And I don't fall in love easily." 

I nodded slowly. "I was crazy about you really quickly too, although I was really confused by how I felt. I fought my feelings, telling myself I was insane, but there was no way I was winning that. And I'm glad I lost. Because loving you, being in love with you, Alexa, makes me happy." 

"I'm glad," she said softly. "That means the world to me. I don't know what will happen ultimately between us, but I'm determined to love you for all I'm worth until that fateful moment. I'm in love with you and I've surrendered my heart and my body to you." 

I sighed and nodded. "I feel the same way, but... what about other people? I don't know what to do and I'm conflicted. Sure, I can fuck another girl and it'll feel good, but I can't stop thinking about you." 

She smiled lovingly. "I know. And I can fuck girls and still be stuck on you. Who knows, maybe we'll find one who can keep a secret worth a damn and share her. Wouldn't that be a thrill?" 

I laughed softly. "I love how depraved we are together. That doesn't bother me a bit, that idea, because I'll be sharing her with you." 

She giggled and then yawned. "Well, I should sleep. Oddly enough, it's been a long and emotional day with its fair share of scary happenings. I hope you sleep well and you'll come by and see me tomorrow and make love to me?" 

"I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing," I said, grinning. "Get some sleep. I love you, Alexa. Don't forget that." 

She nodded. "And I'm in love with you, Alex. Dream of me, okay?" 

I nodded and smiled while she kissed her fingers and pressed them to the camera before turning them both off. I turned onto my back and stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. My body felt heavy but contented. It certainly had been a wrenching day, but we had confessed our feelings and were determined to be together as long as possible. We were in love and promised our hearts to one another. She was my angel and my goddess, to whom I was utterly devoted. 

And who could have asked for more? 

*** 

Author's Notes: Hopefully this was worth the wait. Part of the problem is that while I am submitting the stories in a format that the Literotica website theoretically understands, it claims it does not and my chapters end up waiting a few days for a live human to convert and post it. Don't ask me why, I have no answers. Probably has something to do with me using Ubuntu on this damned laptop. 

Don't worry, this story is continuing. The only story I have on hiatus right now is 'Love You, Daddy!' and that's because it's at a point where it can be left for a while until Part II is ready. All my stories are important to me, for different reasons- Alex & Alexa is just fun and people like it. My Naughty Neighbour is actually somewhat autobiographical about something that really happened to me and I wrote a story about it. Sapphic Serenity is a personal project that allows me to indulge my fetish for tribadism and general lesbian debauchery. Love You, Daddy was fun because I've always wanted to be a father and have a loving daughter (if not quite so literally). 

Last is 'The Great Khan', which is the most unlike the others. It's a war/action story with erotic elements strongly weaved in. If you're familiar with my work on other sites, you'll notice a strong similarity to 'The Young Conqueror' story I've been writing for several years now and just passed 870,000 words. Talk about a labour of love... 

Anyhoo, the other big delay was the fact that I have recently moved home to Toronto from the States after thirteen very trying and agonizing years. I'm getting my life back together and mostly starting over, so please be patient for the updates, since real life must take precedence, even if it's nowhere near as sexy. 

One final note, and this is a personal one- some hateful little cockmongler messaged me at some point, expressed a hearty disapprobation with my work and rather than simply not read my offerings, has made it abundantly clear that he intends to annihilate my story ratings by going to every computer and different ISP he can find and give me 1's repeatedly. Now there's nothing I can do about this nasty little troll, but my plea is on behalf of other writers on this site. 

PLEASE keep in mind that writers sometimes feel a compulsion to write what is in their heads. It's one thing to offer constructive criticism so that they might improve, but there are people who are just nasty in their reviews as well. Maybe something someone writes grosses you out. Big deal. Don't write a review then. But telling them their work is crap because you don't like something they wrote about is not objective and, well, petty. To be honest, I expect better of the people who read my stories, I try hard to keep them stimulating on several levels, not simply a venereal one. 

So if you happen to be the petty little whineball giving me all 1's because you've made it your mission to tank my stories, whatever. I pity you. You've never had the tallywags to leave an honest review, so I'm having a hard time caring what you think. To everyone else, please try to be kinder to authors if you tend to be unkind. Telling it like it is and being mean are not the same thing, I assure you. 

Well, that's enough pontificating for now, I'm going to spellcheck this and then submit it. Should be up in about two days, I'm thinking, but you already know that, right? 

Keep your stick on the ice! 

- Management



Alex & Alexa Ch. 08



Chapter 8- I Hate Playing Pretend 

"Hey Alex, can you possibly go check in on Allie? Your mom and I are stuck grading. Bring her some non-hospital food if possible, okay?" 

"Yeah, yeah." 

Hopefully that was just the right amount of apathy to convince them that I would only grudgingly do as requested. I had recently been playing noticeably less video games due to the arrival of my aunt a week ago, and most of the interruption in my routine was indeed centered around accommodating her. Not that I minded, of course, but it was important that my parents not know that. After all, they could hardly find out exactly how Alexa's and my relationship had...blossomed. 

I headed on out to the hospital and found Alexa in bed, reading a magazine. Her eyes lit up when she saw me and she hopped out of bed, rushed up and hugged me. 

"I missed you all night," she whispered, nuzzling her face into my chest. "I love you so much..." 

"I missed you too," I said, kissing the top of her head and caressing her hair. "But you probably shouldn't be jumping up and down like that, you were admitted to the hospital for a reason, you know." 

"Oh, it's just a formality at this point," she replied, smiling up at me and booping my nose. "All the doctors agree there's nothing wrong me with me, I'm the very model of health." 

"Okay, but either curb your enthusiasm in greeting me or show the same level of enthusiasm for greeting everyone else," I chided. "We've been damned lucky to not arouse suspicions so far." 

"Don't start your man logic on me," she sighed, taking me by the hand and leading me back to her bed, which she climbed into. "I'm a woman in love, after all." 

I held up a bag of fast food. "Thought you might be getting sick of hospital food, brought you some junk as a final meal before they kick you out. Any idea when that'll be?" 

"Well, probably not until your dad and Karen come to get me," she replied as she dug into the paper bag and began annihilating the food I'd brought her. "Since she's listed as my relative, they might want her around." 

"So later today," I concluded. "'sides, it'll give mom a chance to fuss over you, which I know she's been looking forward to." 

"I suppose I can allow that," she mused. "As long as I get some tlc from you too, of course." 

We were silent for a few moments while she caressed my hands, looking down at the blanket that covered her lower half. She finally sighed, smiling forlornly. 

"Being in love with you is very inconvenient, you know." Alexa remarked. "All the questions and objections people would have, blah blah blah..." 

"I've mulled it over a zillion times, trust me," I replied, knowing exactly what she meant. "That's why we're doing the whole date ruse thing." 

She squeezed my hands and nodded. "I know. But I will admit, there might be a tiny spark of worry deep down in me." 

I tilted my head. "Why?" 

She drew in her breath. "I guess deep down I worry that you might find someone you really like," she confessed. "Someone you could love." 

I chuckled. "Alexa, believe me, if we can't figure this out between us and I end up with someone else, it's only because I settled. I don't know if there's another person anywhere on this planet who could come close to making me love them the way I'm in love with you." 

She didn't look at me but kept listening. 

"I don't know what's going to happen, I really don't." I continued. "But nothing and no one will ever fulfill me the way you do. Maybe I just have to live with that, but don't you ever doubt my feelings for you. I stood no chance whatsoever against falling in love with you." 

My aunt nodded. "I'm pretty sure that's how I felt the moment I met you," she confessed. "I knew instantly that I could fall in love with you and I had no defences against it. It would either happen or it wouldn't, no matter how I tried to rationalize or prevent it." 

I raised her hands to my lips and kissed them. "Regardless of what happens, this whole accident thing has made me realize exactly how much more amazing my life is because of you. In one week, you've made me feel like a new and better person. That'll never change now. Your impact on my life and my heart was immediate and... eternal." 

She smiled warmly at me. "And I can tell you're being honest, and also that you've never said anything remotely like that to anyone before. I've told people I've been intimate with that I love them, but I've never been in love with someone the way I am with you." 

She kissed my hands and then smiled at me slyly. "Go close the door and put the sign on it. Who knows, this might be our last chance to make love for a while..." 

I nodded and went to close the door, putting the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the outside. It occurred to me that the front desk knew I was here, but hopefully they wouldn't coordinate with the nurses on duty and become suspicious. I went and sat back down. Alexa smiled at me. 

"Last nurse who visited me told me it'll be at least three hours before they come to check on me, and that was only an hour ago. That gives us a two hour window, right?" 

I nodded. "Mom and dad are at work and up to their ears in papers still." 

"Well," she mused, looking thoughtful. "If you haven't had a shower yet..." 

Alexa stood, took my hand and led me to her bathroom, which did indeed have a shower stall. It was meant for one person, but with some creative engineering and maybe some moisturizer, it could accomodate two. 

She smiled at me as she shed her hospital gown, leaving her gloriously naked. She then began undressing me, planting kisses all over my body almost reverently. She knelt in front of me, her face close to my swelling cock, caressing it and smiling. 

"I missed you..." she whispered to my member. She then stood and went over to the shower stall, bending over to turn it on, her pussylips peeking out from beneath her pert behind. I smiled as I watched, totally rapt by her lovely body. She turned her head and saw me staring. She smirked and wiggled her bum at me, a promise of things to come. 

Once the water was a temperature that satisfied her, she took me by the hand and led me inside the stall. As predicted, it was rather tight, with the only extra space being a recessed area where a person could sit for a shower in case they couldn't readily stand. Alexa giggled as the water cascaded over us. 

"A bit of a snug fit," she said in a lilting, musical tone, smiling up at me. "God knows your mom and dad wouldn't fit in here, no matter how much moisturizer they used." 

"Don't blow the moment by making me think of my parents," I sighed, causing her to giggle again. She began kissing my neck and shoulders, slowly working her way down my chest. She wanted to go lower, but there wasn't enough room for her to bend over in the stall, so she used her flexibility to her advantage, turning her legs out to the sides as she squatted, kissing and nipping my skin on the way down. 

She moved down slowly, her thighs and calves taking her weight easily. No wonder Alexa had such an amazing ass. She finally arrived in front of my cock, kissing it lovingly before sliding it inside her mouth and reaching her hands around to caress my behind. I shut my eyes and trembled as she bobbed back and forth, humming as she sucked on my throbbing shaft. Nothing felt as good as having Alexa's mouth or pussy wrapped around my cock. 

My hands clasped her head, flexing in her wet hair. The water trickling down my body plus the liquid heat of her mouth had every one of my senses alive and tingling. She pulled me out of her mouth long enough to wrap a hand around my shaft, pumping gently while she snaked her tongue around my cockhead, teasing me with kisses and flicks. 

Finally she stood up slowly, dragging her wet, slippery breasts along my front. My hard-on was raging between us and she kept a gentle hand on it, stroking me slowly. She smiled wickedly up into my eyes. 

"So..." she began, teasing the head against her pussylips. "I don't expect you to somehow crouch down in here and return the oral favour, so I'll let you go straight to fucking me and cumming deep inside my hungry pussy. Do you want me from the front... or from behind?" 

I smiled back. "How about a little of both?" 

She raised her eyebrow and her expression was one of amused approval. "Ambitious. I like how you think, good sir. So then, I'll start facing away from you and then turn inward, so we can look into one another's eyes while you cum in me?" 

I nodded. "Best idea I've ever heard, Alexa." 

She slowly turned herself around, her body necessarily sliding against mine. She was now facing into the back wall of the shower, her breasts pressed against the tile, her hands supporting her. She turned her head to the side and winked at me while squirming her butt against my manhood. My whole body was aching with need as I pulled her cheeks apart. I toyed the head of my cock against her pliant pussylips, making her moan and tremble. 

Alexa and I both sighed in pleasure and a sense of relief as I slid deep inside her, up to the hilt. It felt so natural and right to be bonded like this, the most perfect thing in the world. She squeezed around me, her pussy holding me tight as if she never meant to let go. 

"Mmmm, back where you belong," she purred, smiling at me. "I love you, Alex." 

"I love you too, Alexa..." I said softly as I held onto her hips and began to slide back and forth inside her. She moaned and pressed her forehead to the wall while she squirmed her ass back against me. She was already sighing in pleasure. 

"Oh, that's so good..." she moaned, squeezing me each time I pushed inside her. "You hit every spot I love, it's like you're made to fit inside me, Alex..." 

I knew what she meant, being inside Alexa was unlike any other girl I'd known this way before. I didn't know if it was because of our powerful love and lust for one another, but it certainly did feel like our bodies were pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly and brought utter bliss in the fitting. Destiny or dopamine, I didn't care which, I loved her and wanted to make her feel wonderful. 

She hissed as she writhed her ass back into me while I pushed forward, getting deep inside her pussy. My hands slid up her body and between the wall and her breasts, massaging and squeezing them, causing her to moan. The touch of her body was normally thrilling to me, but the slippery wetness of the shower made it more incredible than ever. 

"Nnnn, Alex..." she panted, trembling beneath my touch. "Oh God, turn me around if you want me facing you, I won't last like this..." 

I nodded and pulled out of her momentarily while we turned her around, her slippery body gliding over mine, making me shudder. She was finally facing into me, back pressed to the wall and her incredible breasts squashed to my chest. Her arms went around my shoulders and she looked up at me with hungry, expectant eyes. I could feel her chest heaving as she waited to feel me back inside her. 

I put one hand on her hip and used the other hand to guide my tool to her molten sex. She hissed and I sighed loudly as I pressed up and deep inside, pinning her to me. My public bone met hers and we kissed hungrily, tongues lashing around one another. She moaned into my mouth as I began to move back and forth inside her. 

"Uhhhh, fuck," she murmured through our kiss. "You're gonna make me cum so hard, Alex..." 

She snaked one of her legs around my behind, slightly changing the angle of penetration and we both shuddered in pleasure. She pumped her hips against mine as I fucked her, spearing deep into her core. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues tangled and wrestled eagerly. Her fingers gripped my shoulderblades, nails almost digging in. 

We broke the kiss as we looked into one another's eyes, baring our souls for one another to see. I loved her for being so open to me, nothing held back. I could see in her eyes how she felt, the pleasure of our lovemaking, the excitement of fucking in her hospital shower and the unbridled love she felt for me, something I could never doubt having witnessed those eyes. 

Our bodies were trembling as we thrust against one another, driving me deeper and deeper inside her, but our gazes stayed locked. Neither of us wanted to miss that moment of looking into one another's souls when we came together. Her sapphire blue eyes flashed with lust but also deep desire to see that honesty no one could hide at the moment of climax. 

And I wanted her to see it. 

Panting and squirming, we ground together fiercely, bodies slapping wetly as my cock slid in and out of her tightening tunnel. Her fingers were starting to dig into the meat of my shoulderblades, but I couldn't feel it at all. There was only the unreal tingling wet heat building between us and the bottomless depths of her blue eyes, staring deep inside me. 

Her mouth opened and she stifled a cry, exhaling hard, still looking up at me while she crushed her hips into me desperately. I returned her gaze as I pressed her against the wall with all my might, straining my hips as I pushed in as deep as I could and then began shuddering as her pussy clenched and fluttered around my cock, spilling my cum inside her. I growled as I squeezed her back with my hands. 

My God, those eyes... 

We both instinctively knew the moment and attacked one another's mouths in a frenzy, kissing like our lives depended on it. Seeing into her eyes, into her soul in that orgasm, it triggered an unreal lust in me and she clearly felt it too. My body jackhammered against her, slamming her ass back against the shower wall loudly. She screamed into my mouth as I continued to cum inside her, the demon strength her pussy gripped me with almost making me dizzy. 

I felt berserk somehow. 

I pulled on her hair, craning her neck while her hands grappled onto my back, nails raking across me. Her eyes were flashing, her mouth wide open and white teeth exposed. I slammed my hips against her still, battering her pussy, the head of my cock touching her womb. We were almost like animals, our sex taking on the qualities of frenzied mating. Gone was the lovemaking, this was primal and savage sexual response, something neither of us had expected but were powerless to stop. 

And neither of us wanted to. 

The madness of the orgasm ended and we collapsed against one another, panting heavily. My limbs were heavy as lead and I felt drained. My body twitched while she trembled and gasped, still pinned to the wall by my bulk. Neither of us could say anything, we were both beyond words. Besides, what was there to say that we didn't already know? 

The water beat down on us while we stood still, tangled in one another's limbs, my cock still deep inside her slippery depths. I don't know how much time passed while I just felt her heart beating against my chest, her pussy still caressing my cock, a needy lover unwilling to let go. Finally, Alexa stirred and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me so lovingly I thought my heart would burst. 

"Perfect..." she whispered against my mouth. "No other word for it, Alex. I couldn't have dreamed for more..." 

"I agree," I said back softly, my lips touching her while I caressed her exquisite body. "That was unlike anything I've ever experienced, Alexa, even with you." 

"I know," my aunt sighed, shaking her head slightly. "I just... that orgasm, Alex, it brought out something so primordial in us both. I hope we can find that again some time, when we don't need to be so guarded." 

I nodded and pulled back from the wall as much as I could, my cock popping out of her wetly. She supported herself with her hands on my shoulders and stretched on her toes, rotating her neck and doing what she could to squirm the kinks out of her body. True, she was still pressed against me, her tits squashed to my chest, but at least I didn't have her pinned and immobilized. 

"Mmmm, we'd better shower off before anyone arrives." Alexa mused, smiling at me. "ShallI lather you up first?" 

I shook my head. "No, I'm just gonna rinse off and get out so you can shower up properly." 

She looked confused. "You're turning down my invitation to lather you up using my body?" 

"I don't want to refuse ," I replied, shrugging. "But I don't think it's a good idea for both of us to smell like your hospital's shower gel when my parents get here." 

"Oh. Good point..." she conceded. "Well, I'll just have to make it up to you another time. Okay, you rinse off and then I'll do my thing once you're out." 

I nodded and turned around, allowing the showerhead to cleanse me while doing my best to ignore Alexa giggling and fondling my body from behind. Her hand took my limp but swollen shaft and caressed it slowly, seeing if she could make me hard again. Half of me wanted to resist out of principal, but I also needed her to know what sort of effect she had on me and I was soon hard and throbbing again. 

"Naughty boy," she cooed, lightly slapping the top of my shaft, making it bounce up and down comically. "Too bad you need to get out now, right?" 

I shot her a look and she smiled innocently. I sighed and got out of the shower while she giggled at her torture of me. She couldn't stop me after I'd wrapped myself in a towel and left the bathroom, flushing the toilet on the way out. 

There was an evil smirk on my face as I heard a shriek of discomfort from the shower stall. I didn't know that happened with the water in hospitals too... 

*** 

After Alexa was done promising to kill me for the hot water prank, we made sure I was completely dry and sat around, listening to music on a radio station and reading magazines. Restraining ourselves from locking the door and making out was difficult, but necessary. My mother finally texted me and announced that she and dad were on their way over. I replied I'd been reading while Alexa had taken a nap before their arrival and her release. 

My mother breezed into the room, followed by my father, who was his normal, giant and genial self. Mom hugged Alexa close, sniffing her and commenting on how glad she'd be to get her home so that the shower gel smelled not so antisceptic. I stood up and gave mom the chair while she interrogated her little sister, making sure she was ready to leave. Mom was more than willing to take the entire hospital faculty on in a no-holds-barred pitfight if Alexa felt she needed to stay longer. And with my dad as her tag-team partner, I didn't really fancy the hospital's chances. 

My mother began going on about how they'd keep an eye on her for a few extra days, just to be sure, but I couldn't help noticing that Alexa didn't seem to be paying attention. She was staring at something. She caught my eyes and nodded her head subtly, directing my gaze. I followed her eyes over where she was looking... 

Towels on the floor. Three of them. One of which would not smell like hospital shower gel. 

Normally one wouldn't think that was a big deal, but if my mother decided to fuss and clean up after her younger sister, there was no chance she wouldn't notice how one of them smelled differently and then she'd be asking questions. Why give her the opening, right? 

I excused myself to go to the bathroom, making a show of noticing the towels strewn on the floor and kicking them into the bathroom ahead of me, using my foot to wipe up any water on the floor with them. This virtually guaranteed my mother would be loathe to touch them now. I tossed them in the hamper as I closed the door, waiting an acceptable length of time to go to the bathroom before flushing the toilet and coming back out into the room, where my mother was still explaining her plans and Alexa listened intently. 

I was also listening, but I made a point of looking around the room, inspecting other things, seeming like I wasn't paying attention. I allowed my mother to call for me twice before looking over, coming out of my 'fog' that I was apparently in. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 08



"Ugh, just like you to not be paying attention," she sighed, rolling her eyes. "Listen, Oblio, while you were wandering around in the Pointless Forest, I was telling Calamity Jane here that we'll be keeping an eye on her for a few days and she's not allowed to exert herself- no heavy lifting, strenuous exercise or extreme excitement." 

I shrugged and nodded. "I promise not to take her weight lifting and if I see her trying to run a marathon I'll trip her. Anything else?" 

"Smart-arse," my mother muttered. "Your father's more useful than you." 

"Oh, he can't be as useless as all that, can he?" Alexa inquired, smirking. 

"Please," my mother groused. "When he was eight, he named his rabbit Biscuit Hammer. Who does that?" 

"So he's a little bit random," my aunt reasoned. "And I hardly need a chaperone while I recover." 

"Just as well that you're starting to work for the Linguistics department, then," my mom concluded. "I can keep an eye on you myself and when I'm busy, my peers in Linguistics can do it for me, tell me if you look tired or pale." 

Alexa sighed and laid back on her bed, looking at the ceiling. "Yes, my lady..." 

*** 

Dad and I strode alongside either side of my mother like imposing bodyguards while she pushed Alexa's wheelchair down the hall. My aunt had protested, saying she was perfectly fine to walk, but a single hard look from mom cowed her and she sat obediently in the chair, rapping her fingers on the padded arm as we steered through the hospital. 

Dad drove mom and Alexa home while I followed. Once we were back in the house, mom was insisting that Alexa lie down on the couch and take it easy. Alexa insisted that all she wanted to do was eat real food and she'd be willing to pay if we could all go out to eat. Mom finally yielded to pressure and agreed we'd go for Mongolian if Alexa would take a short nap first. Alexa in turn turned on her side and took her nap on the couch. My mom sighed and put her hands on her hips, clearly disasatified with this outcome. 

"How are we supposed to sit around and discuss you if you're right here?" she groused. 

We sat around the kitchen island, discussing the watches, such as who would check on Alexa at what hour. While the hospital had said that they saw no signs of concussion, she was clearly taking no chances and I was secretly relieved about that, even if I tried to sound dismissive of the notion. 

I was also obviously the designated driver for the evening since mom was on her second glass of wine and dad was having a third beer. True, dad could drink a keg and not feel it, but the law's the law. Hence, my niggardly half-bottle of root beer. 

"I worry about her and the stairs at night," mom said quietly, her voice betraying an earnestness borne of genuine concern. "If she gets up in the middle of the night, tries to go downstairs and has a dizzy spell or something..." 

"You proposing to let her stay on the couch?" dad asked. "If she needs to sleep and we're bustling around in the morning, it's hardly fair to her." 

"Good point," mom said, nodding. "No worries, then, we'll just put her in Alex's room in the basement. It has a bathroom and a fridge, everything she needs. Gollum can sleep in her room." 

"Correct me if I am wrong," I interjected, trying to sound exasperated. "But didn't you just kick me out of that room a week ago and put me in the basement, only to kick me back up to it again?" 

Mom favoured me with a look. "There's no pleasing you, is there? You whine about losing the damn thing and then you don't want it back. We raised a son, not a teenage girl, or at least I thought. What's wrong, Gidget?" 

Dad snickered but then cleared his throat and listened quietly. 

"So we put her in the basement," I said. "Now we-" 

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I paused in speaking for a moment and fished the device out, seeing who had messaged me. 

It was a video message, one showing someone's very wet pussy being massaged on what looked suspiciously like our couch in the other room. 

"Something going on?" mom asked, her eyebrow raised. 

"No," I sighed, saving the video and putting my phone back in my pocket. "Just someone I know being a moron." 

"Imagine that," mom muttered. "Anyway, you were saying?" 

"What I was going to say was that now we put her in the basement and you've got one of us going to check on her every four hours," I continued. "Meaning one of us is now hauling ourselves from the top floor down to the basement at all hours. Doesn't exactly sound fun." 

There was dead silence in the room while my mother merely stared at me. My father, meanwhile, who had been sitting between us, visibly winced and then nudged his seat closer to my mother and away from me. 

"Where are you going?" I asked, scowling. 

"Juuuust moving away from the impending lightning bolt..." he said, crossing himself. "That was just about the dumbest thing I've ever heard you say, junior, and frankly, you're on your own for this one." 

I thought about what he was saying and then looked at mom. She just kept staring at me and I realized I'd screwed up, big time. 

"So..." she said quietly. "How long of a headstart do you require?" 

I didn't say anything, but then my phone began buzzing again. Several messages came in, one after the other. Unable to stare my mother down, I nervously checked the messages. 

"Oh, you really fucked up!" 

"Nice knowing you! I'll miss that beautiful cock of yours." 

"Try not to call out my name as you die, I don't want to be implicated." 

Then a random tit picture. 

"Do you need me to message your friend back and tell them when the funeral is?" mom asked, her voice very even. 

"No, pretty sure I wouldn't want them there," I replied, knowing that Alexa could hear me. "I'll just come back and haunt them. I'm sorry, mom, I wasn't thinking. Probably just stress after all this." 

"Well, it's true, you weren't thinking, but yes, this has been stressful for all of us, except possibly the Friendly Giant here," she replied, cocking her head at dad. "Anyway, we'll overlook your little derp there and proceed with the plan. After Allie wakes up, we'll go for dinner." 

Another video, this time Alexa sucking on her own nipple, with the words "Mmmm, yum yum yum" across the bottom of the screen. Thank God I have my media volume on silent. 

"Well, I'm going to go and change out of these stale work clothes and put on something fresh for dinner," mom announced. "Mike, I might need some servicing prior to this. Care to join me?" 

"My day's looking up suddenly," dad said, hopping up spritely and grinning. "What are you gonna do, son?" 

I shrugged. "Go downstairs and game until Alexa wakes up, I guess." 

Mom headed upstairs, followed closely by dad. I heard her squeak and giggle at the top of the stairs, telling him to wait until they were in the bedroom. I sighed and shook my head, turning and walking into the living room. Alexa was lying on the couch still, covered by a thin blanket. She saw me and smiled, pulling the blanket aside and revealing that she was completely naked. She smiled and squirmed slightly, caressing her breasts and dropping one of her legs to the floor, opening up to show me her glistening pussy. 

"So how much time do you think we have?" she asked quietly. 

I shrugged. "They'd probably stay upstairs until you woke up, to make sure hey didn't disturb you, but if they're doing what I think they're doing, we've got a full hour at least." 

She stood up slowly, reaching for my hand, still naked. "Then you need to take me downstairs and lick me until I cum, since you owe me from earlier in the shower." 

We walked hand in hand to the stairs down to my room, Alexa seemingly unafraid of being caught in the altogether. I walked behind her as she descended the steps, watching her wiggle as she turned her head to smile up at me. When we reached the bottom, she headed straight for the bed and splayed herself out on it, writhing slowly and caressing herself. 

"I know I have my own room," she purred as she looked at me with bedroom eyes. "But I love being in your bed, my love. I can smell your scent on the covers and I know you've been naked with these sheets and mmmmmm..." 

I walked toward her and pulled off my shirt before crawling onto the bed. She smiled at me playfully, squeezing her breasts. 

"You might want to strip to be comfortable," she whispered. "But if you plan to cum, don't wipe youself out, I was hoping to do something special tonight that we talked about earlier this week." 

I considered and stripped off my pants and boxers, my cock already swelling at the sight of her. Alexa licked her lips as she watched my member hanging between my legs while I knelt over her. 

"Well, maybe I won't cum yet," I mused, caressing her leg. "But I'm gonna make sure you can barely walk straight by the time we're supposed to go to dinner." 

"Mmmm, bring it, big boy," she said in a husky voice, her eyes smouldering with desire. "Lick me like ice cream and make me melt..." 

I positioned myself between her legs, which she spread wantonly, exposing herself without shame. One of her fingers slid up and down her slippery slit before she used it and another one to part her lips, showing me her inner pink. She was already wet and sticky, gleaming tendrils of her arousal pulling away with her fingers. 

I began planting kisses around her inner thighs while I held them and she sighed, caressing her breasts while watching me. I brushed my lips across her nether regions, causing her to shiver and squirm. But her giggling made me pause. 

"Something funny?" I asked, looking up from between her legs. 

"Your poor back," she cooed, reaching down and stroking at my shoulders and traps. "You've got red marks and scratches all over your shoulderblades and even little marks where I dug my fingernails in when I was cumming. I'm sorry, you'll have to cover up for a while still." 

"No worries," I said, waving it off. "You've got some lovely reddish welts on your back from where I gripped you a little too tight, to go along with my bite mark on your boob." 

"That's not just a bite mark, it's a badge of honour. Looks like neither of us will be spending any time in a state of undress around Karen and Mike," she sighed, smiling down at me and caressing her fingers through my hair. "Not that I had any intention of being naked around either of then, mind, but we can't even use the jacuzzi with them now. We'll probably need to be a little more careful, even if we don't want to be." 

I nodded and went back to her pussy, which begged for my attention. I began gently, holding her thighs as I slowly kissed and nibbled my way around her shining, swollen lips. Alexa cooed and trembled beneath me, her fingers in my hair, eyes closed while she let me pleasure her. 

Soon I used my thumbs to carefully pull her lips apart, opening her to me. She shuddered as I kissed her clit and then slid my tongue down to her inner lips and pink walls. Massaging up and down her pussy with my tongue, I held her captive, a slave to my carnal whims. Alexa whimpered and clutched my hair, squirming her hips against my mouth. 

"Fuck, you're so evil..." she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to remain quiet. "Oh my God, you're going to make me cum so hard, Alex..." 

She must have been horny, because I'd barely touched her as yet, at least not as much as I'd planned to. There was a yearning and urgency to the way her body was responding to my tongue, not a casual acceptance of pleasure, like we often had, but a need she could not articulate with mere words, only her body's actions could express it. 

My tongue snaked inside her and she hissed, pressing up with her hips. I could feel her pussy squeezing and throbbing around me. One of my hands kept massaging her lips and clit while the other trailed down, over her taint and then pressing against her puckered knot. She drew in a deep breath and went rigid as my finger penetrated her slowly, up to the second knuckle and then the third at the base. 

"Fuck..." she rasped, her body squirming and writhing in several directions at once, seemingly. "Are you trying to make me scream?" 

I didn't say anything, I just worked her pussy with my tongue while my finger wiggled and caressed her back passage, crooking up occasionally so I could feel it press through the membrane and against my tongue in her womanhood. 

Alexa squirmed and ground, her hands leaving my head to molest her breasts, squeezing them hard or pulling at the nipples, causing her to squeak and whimper. She seemed to desperately need this, now that she was back in the comfort of our home. I was relentless in tongue-fucking her, reaching further inside her with each moment. Her body was shaking and covered in a sheen of perspiration now and I knew it wouldn't be long. 

"Oh fuck," she grunted, starting to roll from side to side as she approached orgasm. "Gonna be so good, oh God, fuck yesssssss..." 

I pushed my finger deep inside her ass and she bucked and went rigid while I pressed a thumb on her clit. She pressed her hips off the bed and strained for a moment, fighting to hold on. 

But then the dam burst and she pulled a pillow tight over her face, screaming into it as the orgasm crashed over her like a tsunami. In spite of the pillow, I felt a tinge of worry that my parents might hear her, but then I remembered they were probably busy too and dismissed it. I lashed her pussy mercilessly with my tongue and wiggled my finger in her ass while she writhed and ground like a woman possessed. She screamed and moaned into the pillow, yelling incoherent things until she collapsed back into the bed, her body shaking. 

I finally slid my tongue out of her and my finger, instead just planting gentle, loving kisses around her saturated pussy. I knew my face was glistening with her cum and I was looking forward to feeling her kiss and lick it off me, which she seemed to enjoy doing. 

Alexa was still just shaking like a leaf when she finally removed the pillow from her face. She stared blankly at the ceiling, lost to this particular plane of existence as yet. My kisses tapered off and I let her just float for a while, to find her way back to me. After a few minutes, she slowly blinked and looked down at me, smiling serenely. 

"Hey," she said softly. "How are you?" 

"Just fine," I replied, giving her gooey pussy a gentle kiss for emphasis. "And you?" 

"Oh, just floating around Nirvana some place," Alexa murmured, one of her hands gently caressing a breast. "Maybe being in love with you is a mistake, because the orgasms you give me are going to fucking kill me." 

"Helluva way to go, though," I mentioned, massaging her lips and grinning. "I know I like the idea." 

She giggled tiredly. "Well, I can't complain, can I? How often can people be this in love?" 

I crawled up her body, nestling down gently on top of her. She smiled into my eyes and we kissed lovingly. Her legs parted, allowing me to rest my cock against her pussy. It felt like heaven, even if my erection was throbbing. She giggled again, wiggling her hips a tiny bit to feel him. 

"Poor fellow," she cooed. "He missed out on the fun. Can you... can you possibly put him in me without fucking me and cumming?" 

I thought about that. "So, like, park him inside you and then just leave him there while we relax and love one another?" 

She nodded. 

"Well, as long as we're not groping or making out or you don't troll me with those inner muscle flexes of yours, then yeah." I concluded. She smiled and allowed me to slide my cock deep inside her for safe keeping, both of us enjoying the quiet intimacy of our position. It felt good, really good, but I also found I could just relax and let him be. I wanted this with Alexa. 

We caressed one another's faces gently, saying nothing but looking into one another's eyes. We didn't need to say anything, because we were open books to one another. Normally I'm sort of closed off, but not with Alexa, I wanted her to know me, all of me. I needed her to, I no longer felt complete if I thought there was something I hadn't shared with her. I knew deep down that nothing I said, thought or had ever done would make her judge me or think less of me, to cause her to pull away. 

At least, not until we found a solution to our underlying dilemma, something we'd tacitly been avoiding today. 

Alexa seemed to pick up on my thoughts and sighed, her breasts rising and falling under me quite delightfully. "So, any idea about who you're going to date?" 

I shook my head. "Not really, I'm sure it'll be easy enough to find someone though." 

She giggled. "That almost sounded like a boast. I guess I'll be dating Jeanie, since she's interested and it'll help throw Mike and Karen off the trail about us if I'm dating a girl." 

She saw my expression and cupped my cheek, caressing it gently, her eyes tender with love. "I know it's not ideal, Alex, but we agreed it's our only chance to be together, for as long as possible. The day will come where we can't hide anymore and will in all likelihood be forced to part. If that's the case, I'll grieve then. But until then, I want to spend every possible moment I can with the man I am so in love with." 

We kissed again, loving one another, souls slowly winding around one another in a slow dance of eternal passion. The kiss ended and we both sighed, Alexa pressing her lips to my shoulder. 

"I can't believe you kept sending me those videos, you little troll," I said finally, trying to scowl down at her. She got a big grin on her face and then giggled, clearly not affected by my (feigned) irritation. "Mom wanted to know who it was." 

"I know," she quipped, winking at me, even as I settled my weight further down onto her as a sign of my disapproval. She tried not to wheeze. "But I could hear you all and decided to have some fun. After all, I was the one being left out." 

"Well, you heard what you missed," I sighed. "You'll be down here for the next few nights." 

"Meaning you will be too." Alexa added. 

"Where you're in no danger of falling down the stairs from your bedroom," I continued dryly. "Every so often, one of us will come down and check on you, make sure you are okay." 

"Poo," she said, pouting. "If your parents come to check, it means I can't sleep naked." 

"Well, not on top of the covers, anyway. Stay under a simple coverlet. I'll see if I can get her to calm her shit and stick to one check-in a night. The nights we know it's me, stay as naked as you want." 

She giggled. "Calm her shit. Yes, my sister really needs to hakuna her ta-ta's in some ways, doesn't she? I can't believe she called you Oblio, I nearly lost it and began laughing when she did." 

"Yeah, that was an obscure reference even for this household," I muttered. Fuck Harry Nilsson. "Still, keeping things and people on task is how she copes. My dad and I balance out her control freak tendencies, because he can't be controlled like that and I'm too big a smart-ass to let her get away with it all the time. Pretty sure without her, dad and I would have turned this house into a commune by now." 

Alexa rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I can see it, that's the problem. How's Slugger doing down there?" 

I wiggled my hips for a moment and then shivered when Alexa smiled wickedly and squeezed her pussy around my still-hard cock. 

"Nff, fine," I grunted, pressing down a little into her. "I think I'll pull him out now, I'm not feeling too in control, y'know?" 

She nodded and allowed me to withdraw from her tight, slippery confines, but not without taking hold of my cock and pulling me up to her mouth, where she kissed and sucked on my shaft for several seconds while looking up at me. This woman drove me nuts. But before I got too carried away, she released me and sighed happily, drawing her knees up to her chest. This did nothing to preserve her modesty, of course, since she was naked and her wet pussy was still clearly visible. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 08



I settled down onto the bed beside her and she caressed my chest contentedly. "Being in that accident just reminded me of how precious my time with the people I love is," she said quietly. "My family. You, Karen, even Mike." 

I looked amused. "Even my dad? You're surprised you like him?" 

"Oh, no, nothing like that," she corrected, smiling. "Your dad's just so much, well, bigger than anything else in my life, not just his body, but his personality, his sense of humour, his ambitions... he's almost fictional, you know?" 

"Well, just don't get any ideas about trying to bed him," I teased, reaching over and caressing her breast. "I might get jealous." 

"Noooooooooooo," Alexa said readily, shaking her head. "Nope nope nope. Karen can have him. I've no doubt he's a demon in the sack and he's sexy as hell, but no, thank you. I'm prefectly happy having him as my brother and that's it, Charlie. I can't see him any other way. I wasn't enchanted by him when I saw him, I was duly impressed. You, on the other hand..." 

It was too succinct a response to not be true. She liked my dad a lot, she might even love him as a family member, but she'd never be in love with him or feel more than an ephemeral attraction to him. Under other circumstances, who knows? But that wasn't my concern and it was clear I had nothing to worry about. 

It actually made me feel a lot better, because if she wasn't attracted to my dad, of all people, then no one else aside from me was ever going to get her attention. No other guy, anyway. 

"So are you gonna tell me what this 'special' thing is you have planned for tonight?" I asked, brushing my fingers over her nipple. It hardened under my touch, i loved how easily her body became aroused. Alexa bit her lip and gave me a naughty smile. 

"Nope," she said simply. "You'll just have to wait like a good boy and find out." 

"What if I don't feel like being good?" I countered, sitting up and now giving her breast a squeeze. Alexa sighed and closed her eyes. 

"You can't break me," she murmured as I massaged her silken, squishy skin. "I won't tell, no matter what you do to me." 

"Is that a dare?" I asked, now grinning as I could see her wrestling with her growing arousal. 

Before I was ready for it, Alexa had turned and pushed me onto my back, fast as a viper. Her eyes flashed as she pressed down on my shoulders, pinning me. I felt her pussy sink down onto my cock and I groaned in sudden ecstasy. 

"You're going to be a good boy," she breathed as she slid up and down my shaft. "Or I'll make you cum so hard right now that you're too pooped to pop later and you'll miss out on the surprise. Is that what you want, Alex?" 

"I don't know," I rasped, reaching up and cupping her breasts, massaging and squeezing them. Alexa moaned and her head fell backward. "Do I?" 

"Oh God," she panted, riding my cock, her body still damp from her earlier sexual exertions. "You really want to, Alex. Oh, fuck, I want to feel your cum in me..." 

I rolled her over, pinning her on her back and Alexa gasped, her eyes going wide as I exerted my physical strength over her. She gasped and panted while I thumped my hips against hers, driving my cock deep inside her pussy with an increasing need. She gripped by ass cheeks and pulled me deeper inside, fingers digging into my skin. 

"Oh God..." Alexa whimpered. 

I clenched my teeth and slowed my pumping, finally pulling myself out of her. We both shook and moaned as we fought to control ourselves. She clutched the sheets of my bed and sighed almost in frustration. I laid down on my front, face buried in the pillows as I took deep breaths and tried to think of something, anything, to calm myself and stop wanting to immediately cum. 

"Roseanne Barr... wearing nothing but a thong... riding away on a unicycle..." 

Done. 

I slowly turned over on my back stared at the ceiling, sighing heavily. Alexa too was lying down, her eyes looking mystified. 

"What sort of alien steel are you made of that you could do that?" she asked. "Holy shit, Alex. You must be looking forward to that surprise tonight." 

She looked down her body, still amazed. "My poor little girl. She's so hungry now and..." 

She turned on her side and looked at me, caressing my face. "Thank you. I don't know how you did it, but maybe that was the right thing to do, even if neither of us liked it. I'll make sure tonight is extra-special for us now." 

Alexa stood up and smiled at me, cupping her breasts. "I'm going to rinse off in your shower so I don't smell like horny and sex. I'll be quick. God, I love you..." 

She turned to walk toward my shower before pausing and turning around. She walked back to me quickly and collapsed on top of me, her lips locking onto mine and kissing me hungrily, her pussy grinding on my cock. I kissed her back readily, amazed that I hadn't exploded yet. She stood up suddenly and wiggled off quickly to the bathroom, before she completely lost control of herself. 

I put my hands over my face and groaned when the door to the bathroom had closed. This girl was going to kill me. My cock, which I had worked so hard to calm, was throbbing and rigid again. My heart was thundering in my chest. 

I hadn't been quite as sweaty as Alexa, since I hadn't cum the way she had, but I still needed to cleanse myself. I got off the bed and found a package of body-safe wipes. I rubbed several all over my body, but mostly my poor, abused cock. Alexa had been so aroused that my midsection was sticky with her essence, which almost had the consistency of tree resin at this point. 

Alexa came out of the shower seconds later, drying herself with my towel. Her hair was up and she grinned at me. 

"Much better," she said, massaging her butt cheeks. "Didn't do my hair, since I didn't want them to know I took a shower or why, but the cold water quenched my fires for now." 

"Best not to have to answer questions," I agreed. "And as much as I'm enjoying watching you naked, I thinking you should probably head upstairs to the couch and get dressed." 

She sighed and nodded. "I know. However, dinner will be fun and tonight will be quite wonderful, I promise." 

She dropped the towel and walked up to me, leaning in and giving me a chaste peck on the cheek, her nipples barely brushing my chest. 

"I love you," she whispered. "I'll see you upstairs..." 

I watched her head upstairs, missing her already. I decided to put my clothes back on and began playing a game, wondering when my parents would finally be ready to come down. 

*** 

"Is your aunt up yet?" read the text message. 

"How would I know?" I replied, frowning. "I'm in the basement, you're as close as I am." 

"Fine, let's try this again. Go upstairs, check on Allie, report back. Am I achieving clarity?" 

I think what worried me is that I could readily identify the tone of my mother's voice, even though this had only been text. I shrugged and went upstairs, finding Alexa lying on the couch and texting on her phone. She saw me and smiled warmly. 

"Time to get up?" she asked. 

"I think mom's hungry," I replied. "She told me to come and check on you." 

She giggled. "I guess getting fucked in half by your dad kick-starts her appetite." 

"The less I think about that, the better," I muttered. "Go ahead and get ready, I'll go get them." 

I went up the stairs and knocked on the door to their room. Dad opened it after a moment, wearing jeans and no shirt. He seemed to have hastily put them on. Mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a white blanket and presumeably naked beneath it. She looked away from the door politely. 

"I take it Allie's awake?" dad asked, grinning. I nodded. 

"About time," mom sighed. "Contrary to popular belief, I do get hungry on occasion." 

"I told her to get up, so come down whenever you're ready." I said, taking the doorknob and closing the door. I headed downstairs and told Alexa they'd be ready in a bit, since they seemed to have just finished up. 

"Cool," she said, standing and walking up to me, thankfully dressed. She put her arms around me and smiled, brushing her lips against mine as she looked up into my eyes. "You know I'm going to do everything I can to make you absolutely crazy during dinner and not get caught, right?" 

"I had a feeling you might," I replied quietly, wanting to just kiss her and pin her to the couch. "I'm looking forward to seeing you try." 

We shared a loving kiss before we heard my parents coming down the stairs and stood apart, waiting patiently. 

*** 

Dinner was fun. I always enjoyed hot pot, but the four of us had developed a dynamic that worked well around a dinner table. True, the structure of the huge heater beneath the table meant Alexa couldn't play footsie with me readily the way she had perhaps planned, but we nonetheless had an excellent time. Not surprisingly, the table was loaded with food and even mom was hungry. Perhaps Alexa was right, maybe getting fucked in half by dad really did stimulate her appetite. 

"Have you met anyone at the university yet that you liked, Allie?" mom asked, popping some freshly fried beef into her mouth. "And I don't mean friends, I mean some guy you might want to date." 

"Well, I..." Alexa began somewhat uncertainly. "I've only been to the campus a few times, Karen, I haven't really been concentrating on developing a social life, not to mention it's summer. The waters might be a little thin."  

"Well, don't give up hope," mom said casually. "Y'never know when someone you don't expect will just show up, right?" 

Alexa shrugged. "True enough, and I'm patient." 

"I'm glad you made friends with Jeanie," mom added, putting some lamb strips into the boiler. "Think you'll find her amusing enough to hang out with? You two have a playdate coming up, don't you?" 

I didn't make a sound, but there was clearly a smirk on my face and mom saw it. She looked at my stonily. 

"Something to add, Wamba?" she asked, seemingly unaumsed. 

"Er, no," I replied, going back to my food. "That just might be indicative about why Alexa's gonna have a hard time meeting boys..." 

Alexa blushed and looked at her food. Mother's eyes went wide. Dad supressed a chuckle. 

"Outed..." he said under his breath. 

"I had no clue you liked girls, Ali," mom said in a kind of wonderment. "Not that it matters, of course, I guess it just took me off guard." 

Alexa turned her head to look at me pointedly. "It wasn't supposed to be a big deal." 

Her words expressed disapproval, but I felt her foot sneak over and caress my shin. She'd taken her shoe off. Clearly she wasn't too overwrought. 

"It's not," mom said, shrugging. "It doesn't matter if you're hetero, gay, bi or demi, not to us, anyway." 

"Well, I guess I'm bi," Alexa continued, pulling lamb out of the pot. "Sort of on a girl kick at the moment, maybe, but it's hardly the sort of thing that you plan, right?" 

"Well, good to know there might be nieces or nephews in my future," mom mused. "Goodness only knows when we'll get grandkids out of Chuckles over here." 

She looked at me for a moment. "Unless you're gay." 

I rolled my eyes while dad tried not to burst out laughing and Alexa snickered. "I'm not gay, mom." 

"Well, it wouldn't matter if you were," she answered in a non-chalant voice. "It would just explain a few things is all." 

I sighed and concentrated on eating while Alexa reached across the table and fist-bumped mom. Even though I was driving, dad took some pity on me and allowed me to have a beer, ordering a Khan Brau for me. The mood lightened up again and we talked cheerfully about funny things that had happened to Alexa in Europe and what our course loads should be like this coming years. 

"So when do you think they'll allow us to start doing the deparment work?" she asked. "More to the point, when do you suppose they'll allow me to start working?" 

Mom and dad thought about that and looked at one another for a moment, seeming to communicate telepathically. Dad shrugged. "No reason you can't start along with Alex, as long as you agree to do nothing pants-on-head retarded and do any heavy lifting or strenuous exercise for the next few days." 

"I'm pretty sure I can do the department's lug work while Alexa sorts and re-files," I mentioned. "I'll keep an eye on her." 

"Good, then start when you're ready," mom concluded, smiling as she put some Chinese cabbage in the boiler. "Y'know, Allie, concerning Alex's seeming inability to find a date with anything containing an X chromosome, maybe it wouldn't be so bad for you to be seen in his presence. Might generate some interest in him when other girls see a pretty young thing on his arm." 

Alexa and I paused and looked at one another and then back at mom. 

"It was just a thought," mom said, shrugging. "Nobody knows you're related except a few staff members and you don't share a surname. Just think about it when you're not doing anything better." 

"Thanks, mom." I said dryly, taking a pull from my beer bottle. "My aunt is the secret to my getting a date, is that it?" 

"Oh, don't be so uppity," mom replied dismissively. "It beats dating your 360 controller, doesn't it? Allie's ridiculously pretty, she's exactly the right age to be seen on your arm and other women will wonder what you have going on to keep her interest. Everyone wins." 

"Now, Karen, there's no such thing as 'everyone wins'," dad chided, holding up his chopsticks. "Well, except in the Special Olympics... and even then you have to tell them..." 

"Oh, you're awful!" mom said, swatting dad while Alexa went wide-eyed and began giggling at what dad had said. As progressive as he might have been in his world views, he wasn't above politically incorrect humour by any stretch of the imagination. I just ignored the statement and continued eating. 

"Besides," mom pointed out. "You're going to be seen in one another's company on-campus anyway while you're working, so rumors are inevitable. Just trying to help you out, Sparky." 

"Great," I muttered. "My mom's advice to getting women attracted to me is to date my aunt. Nothing weird about that." 

"It's a tad unconventional," Alexa mused. "But I guess I don't mind pretending to date my nephew, as long as he doesn't get underfoot while I'm hitting on some cute girl." 

I hung my head in despair as mom and dad roared with laughter. 

*** 

I drove us all home, since I was the DD. We went into the house, mom giggling as dad picked her up and carried her through the door and into the loving room. He placed her on the chesterfield and sat down, putting her feet on top of his lap. He removed her shoes and began massaging her feet. 

"Mmmm, heaven," mom sighed as dad worked her toes. "Allie, honey, you need to find a girl who'll do this for you." 

Alexa shrugged as she sat down in one of the big chairs. "I don't doubt that, but the only girl I know thus far is Jeanie." 

"Oh, she's hopless," mom snorted. "She's got big, cute eyes, but they don't leave a lot of room for anything else in her head, trust me. What were you thinking when you asked her out?" 

"Actually, she asked me out," Alexa admitted, blushing a little while I sat in a big chair nearby. "I kind of said yes because I wanted to know someone and she is sort of cute. She came to see me in the hospital and your son got an eyefull when she said goodbye to me." 

Mom began giggling uncontrollably, to the place where dad almost had to stop rubbing her feet. "Oh, honey," she teased, looking over at me with tears of mirth in her eyes. "Did your auntie traumatize you?" 

"Har-har, mother," I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Jeanie just gave your sister a rather involved kiss before she left, it's not like I've never seen two girls lez out before." 

Alexa flushed scarlet at my language and dad chuckled. My mom seemed to not know what to say for a moment, a dear blessing from my point of view since she'd been scoring off me all evening. I stood and went over to the entertainment center, putting on a CD of Lionel Hampton, one of mom's favourite jazz artists. She relaxed again and hummed contentedly. 

"Alex, move Allie over to the other chesterfield and massage her feet," she said languidly. "She could use the tlc and you could use the practice for when you get a girl, you'll need to know how to spoil her." 

My aunt and I shared a look and I shrugged. I stood and took her by the hand, leading her over to the other chesterfield. I gently laid her down and then lifted her feet, sitting beneath them. I removed her shoes and knee-length socks, trying to not look up her skirt. It was a ruffled, flowing thing that terminated maybe mid-thigh. I looked over at mom and dad while I began rubbing her toes. Alexa sighed and settled into the couch. 

"This is nice," mom murmured, tracing a fingernail along the carpet at the foot of the chesterfield. "It's been a very busy week for everyone in this family and hopefully we're settling into a pleasant and relaxed rhythm for the rest of the summer, no more surprises." 

"Amen to that." Alexa agreed. "Hey, Alex isn't too bad at this." 

"Better not be," dad said, still working the balls of mom's feet. "I taught him every single technique I used in seducing your sister." 

"Well, let's hope he's not that good..." Alexa said, causing mom to giggle again. 

I felt her clasp my fingers with her toes, almost caressing me, a secret signal between us. 

We sat in silence for some time, the men reverently servicing the women they worshipped and loved. Alexa's arm that was pressed into the back of the couch her hand subtly touching my forearm and caressing it. Neither dad or mom could see that from their angle, so it was alright. 

"Well, at least Alex will get glowing references from me about his foot massages if girls ask," Alexa murmured. "But I'm not ready for sleep yet and he's sending me there." 

"Well, I'd say let's open some wine, but Allie can't have any for the next few days," mom mused. "Oh, I know. Honey, go and get one of the hookahs, she can do that." 

"I thought we had a kid so he could run and fetch things," dad answered, pretending to look confused. "Was I wrong?" 

"No, not at all, but he's busy turning Allie into a puddle and that's more important, so be a dear and get one of the new ones, will you?" 

He nodded and got out from beneath her, heading off to get the hookah and supplies. Mom got up slowly and sighed, rotating her neck. 

"Mmm, what that man does to me," she breathed. "He's in for a great night." 

I screwed up my face, retreating inside my head and trying to not hear what my mom was talking about. I'm glad and grateful she was relaxing, but this was a little much and not quite what I had in mind. 

"Are you sure it's okay for me to take Alex's room for the next few days?" Alexa asked. I don't want to be a bother." 

"Darling, you'd be a bother if you had a dizzy spell in the middle of the night and went crashing down the stairs," mom chided. "Gollum will be fine, he'll just be suffering separation anxienty from his gaming consoles." 

I just rolled my eyes. 

"I'll make sure that he stocks the fridge downstairs with things you might need, juices and snacks and so on," mom added. "Is there anything Alex can get from your room for you?" 

"Er, no." Alexa replied. 

"Oh, Allie, don't be vain," mom insisted. "I don't want you going back and forth up the stairs, a switch in head elevation too rapidly and you-" 

"It's not that Karen," Alexa interrupted. "It's just that, well... anything I might need from my room, I really don't think Alex will want to be getting for me." 

Mom thought about what her sister was saying for a moment and then began giggling, to the place where tears were running down her face. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 08



"It sounds like you both really need to find some dates..." she wheezed. 

Alexa and I looked at one another, clearly not impressed. 

Dad returned, with the hookah, coals an shisha. "Who's up for a little Seventh Heaven?" 

*** 

Alexa and I now sat on the couch my father and mother had recently vacated, the two of them headed to bed, with mom informing me that I'd be on duty for checking on her sister at 3 am. We'd gone through one bowl of shisha when mom got light-headed and giggly, telling dad she needed to take him to be so he could have his way with her. She kissed us both goodnight and they headed out of the room, with their arms around one another. 

Alexa was curled into my side, watching as a blew a large cloud of billowing white smoke into the air. It smelled like papaya, mango and mint, one of my favourites. I offered her the stem and she took it, inhaling deeply. She then leaned up into me, pressing her lips to mine and gently blowing the smoke into my mouth, following it up with a loving, wet kiss. She put her arms around me, hugging me close, her cheek on my shoulder. 

"I'm so in love with you," she whispered. "And you know what sucks about that?" 

"What?" I asked. 

"We'll never be able to share another Dutch Kiss," she said quietly. "Because I'll always have a reason and need to kiss you." 

She climbed into my lap, straddling me with her arms around my neck. I could feel her thong panties nestle down against me and pressing her chest against mine. She stared deeply into my eyes in the low light of the room. Slow jazz music caressed the air. With a single, fluid motion, she used one hand to pull her shirt over her head and toss it aside, leaving her magnificent breasts exposed. It was a risk, of sorts, but neither of us cared at that moment. 

We kissed deeply and passionately. She reached down and picked up the stem, taking another deep inhale before pressing her lips to mine and blowing the smoke into my mouth. I smiled and exhaled gently, billowing the smoke around her heaving breasts. She stored the stem between her breasts and pressed to me, holding it in place while we kissed. Alexa smirked as she simply bent her head down to put her lips around the mouthpiece and take another pull. 

"This is exactly how we should be partaking in hookah," she whispered, the smoke escaping in mystic tendrils as she spoke. "Together, like this, looking into one another's eyes." 

I nodded, my hands resting on her lower back. I didn't need to respond verbally, we both knew the truth of her words. We kissed again, lost in one another. She pulled her head back just far enough to stare deeply into my eyes while caressing her fingers through my hair. 

"I'm about to ask you an irrelevant question, Alex, but I just really want to hear your answer..." she said quietly. "Would you marry me if you could?" 

I nodded. "Without even thinking about it, Alexa. There's no choice in the matter. Yes, I would ask you to marry me in a heartbeat." 

She smiled and wiped at her eye, clearly pleased with my answer. "Let's finish this bowl and then head downstairs. Your dad's not the only one who's going to have a good night." 

We finished the shisha maybe fifteen minutes later, kissing and loving on one another the whole time. As I put away the hookah, Alexa waited for me in the living room, laying demurely and caressing herself. When I came back, she said she needed to retrieve something from her bedroom and would meet me downstairs. She kissed me and disappeared. I headed downstairs and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting. 

Alexa joined me a few minutes later, wearing her bathrobe and carrying her laptop. She sat down next to me on the bed, put the computer on the TV tray next to it and opened the screen. She then put a finger to her lip while she looked at me, indicating I should be quiet. She maximized a black window on the screen and waited patiently. 

Before long, a young woman about our age appeared. She had dark blonde hair, cut in a shaggy bob, greenish eyes and her smiled excitedly when she saw my aunt. 

"Alexandra!" she exclaimed in delight. "Jeg håbede du ville kalde!" 

She was speaking Danish and she certainly looked the part, meaning that this could only be... 

"Of course, I called, elskede," Alexa replied. "And I have a surprise for you. Alex, I'd like for you to meet Freja, my best friend." 

She now pivoted the laptop to point the camera at me. I tried to not look uncomfortable as I waved at the camera, naked from the waist up. 

"Hi, Freja." I said, waving and trying to not sound awkward. "Nice to finally put a face to a name." 

"You as well, Alex." Freja replied, smiling happily. "Your aunt is my best friend and I miss her very much. I hope you are treating her well for me." 

"That would be a mild understatement, Fre," Alexa said, smiling slyly and putting her head on my shoulder so we were both in the picture. "He's treating me very, very well..." 

Freja snickered. "So you are Alexandra's lover? I am jealous, I miss making love to her." 

"It's me you should be envying, Fre," Alexa purred, tracing her hand up and down my chest. "He makes me scream. See the bite mark on his shoulder here? He made me cum so hard I had to bite him to keep from alerting the whole city." 

"And this..." she added, shrugging one shoulder of her robe off and exposing her breast. "Is his mark on me, declaring me as his own." 

"Oh, that's a good one, Allie," Freja said, grinning as she inspected the teeth marks on her friend's skin. "I am twice jealous now, ja?" 

"So I was thinking," Alexa remarked as she removed her robe, leaving herself naked. "That the three of us might have a little fun together. Kunne du tænke dig at se min smukke nevø kneppe mig?" 

"No," Freja replied, shaking her head. "I would not like it. I would love it." 

Alexa turned her head and smiled at me, her lips close to mine. "Would you like it if Freja watched us fuck, my love?" 

I smiled back. "That sounds wonderful. I'm in." 

"I'm glad you're okay with it," Alexa said, standing and letting her robe drop away to reveal her glorious, naked body. "Because I want her to see you and see what you do for me and appreciate it." 

"It's true, yes," Freja said, standing and pulling off her t-shirt, revealing her breasts and then hiking out of her pants and tossing them aside. "Allie has told me she is in love with you and that makes me happy. I am probably the only other person she's been close to being in love with, but I'm happy to give you my crown." 

I took a look at Freja's body as she adjusted her camera to show her whole body, something she did readily and without hesitation. She was certainly attractive, though not a knockout goddess like Alexa. She had a pretty face, slender neck and shoulders, her breasts were not as large as Alexa's and somewhat pointed in comparison, but I couldn't imagine complaining if I'd been dating her. She had a trim stomach and wore a strip of honey-blonde hair above her pussy. Her legs and ass were toned, no doubt from playing a sport like soccer. 

"Isn't she pretty, Alexa?" Alexa purred, tracing a finger up and down my screen like she was caressing her friend's body. "I miss fucking that bod." 

Freja smiled, sitting in her chair and spreading her legs wide, resting them on the arms and exposing herself to us. She stroked her fingers up and down her slit, teasing us. 

"Where are the roomies?" Alexa asked as she made me stand, recealing that I was still wearing my pants. She began unbuttoning them. 

Freja shrugged. "Who cares? I think Ansgar is studying with a friend and Marna is sleeping off a hangover. Don't know where Izzy is, she's been gone for two days, probably with that mand tøs of hers." 

"Then we'll be uninterrupted for our fun and games," Alexa concluded, winking at her friend. "Just the way it should be." 

"What about your sister and that kæmpe stor you said she was married to?" Freja asked. I could only assume that that 'kæmpe stor' meant behemoth or some such thing, referring to my father. 

"Asleep, and they sleep like logs, elskede," Alexa answered, continuing to unfasten me. "Fortunately, the son takes after the father, at least I'm assuming. Are you ready for the big reveal?" 

Freja nodded and watched intently, stroking her pussylips with her finger. 

Alexa slowly pulled my pants and my cock was swollen enough to almost sprung out once released. Freja sucked in her breath and smiled almost hungrily. 

"Jesus Kristus, Allie," Freja breathed, seemingly astonished. "Where do you put it all?" 

"Mmmm, you're going to find out, my love," Alexa purred, gently stroking my cock, which twitched under her touch. "Wouldn't you love to feel this enormous cock in your hand?" 

Freja nodded, stoking her pussy more firmly now and staring intently. I could see she was already starting to get wet. 

"How about putting it in your mouth and sucking on it?" Alexa asked, smiling wickedly at her friend. 

"Oh, God, yessss..." Freja moaned, using her other hand to hold her pussy open while the fingers on the first hand teased around her inner lips and clit. 

Alexa turned me sideways so that she could hold my cock up and sliding her tongue along the underside of the shaft, making sure Freja could see. She swirled her tongue around the head, looking sidelong at her friend and then up at me. Both Alexa and Freja moaned then as she took me inside her mouth, beginning to slowly bob back and forth along my length. 

As always, it felt amazing to have her mouth around me, wet and warm, while her hand moved up and down, twisting gently along my shaft. Her thumb gave the throbbing vein along the bottom of my cock a gentle squeeze during the movement. She hummed, vibrating her vips on my cock and making me shudder. 

She pulled her mouth off and smiled up at me wickedly, her stroking motion enhanced by the pad of her thumb pressing against the top of my cockhead. I knew that look in her eye now, she was getting incredibly turned on. She wouldn't make me cum like this, because she'd want me to fuck her and cum inside her while Freja watched. 

"Do you like it, Freja?" she asked in a husky voice, turning to stare into her webcam. "Do you like watching me suck my nephew's cock?" 

"I love it," Freja moaned, massaging her pussy, her eyes getting glassy and her hips starting to squirm. "Suck his cock, Allie..." 

Alexa nodded and slid her mouth down my manhood again, deep throating me. The wet, greedy sucking sound filled my room, punctuated by Freja's sighs and moans. My hands gently clasped Alexa's head, fingers flexing in her luxurious golden tresses. She held her head still and I began to slowly pump back and forth, pushing my cock in and out of her mouth. She was breathing through her nose, her eyes locked with mine. 

"Mmmm, you're so bad, Allie," Freja moaned, watching us while her hand churned inside her pussy. "I can't wait to see him lick you and then fuck you..." 

"Let me lick you, Alexa," I panted, fingers and thumbs caressing her ears now. "Let me lick you for her..." 

Alexa pulled her mouth off me and nodded eagely, standing up. She gently made me sit down on the floor and adjusted the camera to show her body above her knees. She stepped over me, gently tipping my head back and nestling her pussy down against my mouth and her legs on either side of me. I snaked my tongue out and began lapping at her wet slit, making her tremble. 

"Mmmm, Fre," she moaned, squirming on my mouth and fondling her breasts. "He's so fucking good at this, I wish you could feel it." 

"Uhhhn, Allie, would you share him with me?" Freja whimpered, watching eagerly while I tongued her friend's slippery lips. "Would you let him fuck me?" 

"Yes," Alexa panted, her skin already flushed and getting damp. "Yes, love, I'd let him fuck you. I'd lie beneath you and- nnnnn!- lie beneath you and hold you tight and squirm my cunt into yours while he fucks you and cums in you. Oh God..." 

"Allie, you slut," gasped her friend, her hand a flurry of activity on her pussy. "Yes, fuck... I want to fuck him with you!" 

Alexa shivered and pinched her nipples, biting her lip as she squirmed over my mouth. My face was already glistening with her arousal, her wonderful taste on my tongue. "Yes, oh God, yes, Fre... want to watch him fuck me now? Oh shit, Alex..." 

"Yes," Freja hissed, reaching over and picking up a large dildo. "Fuck her, Alex. Fuck your aunt and cum inside her." 

Alexa climbed off my mouth and set up the webcam to allow Freja a perfect view of our fucking. She moved onto the bed and got on all fours, facing her friend. I moved around to her ass and knelt behind her. As I was doing this, Freja crawled on her bed and stuck the imposing dildo on the headboard with a suction cup. She intended to mimic our positions, feeling what Alexa felt in a way. 

Alexa tried to control her breathing, hands flexing on the edge of the bed while she watched her friend get in position. I took gentle hold of her ass cheeks and parted them slightly, looking down at her incredibly wet pussy. My cockhead teased against the lips, sticky with her desire. 

"Ready, Fre?" she breathed. Her friend nodded, kneeling on all fours, facing us, her ass wiggling as she positioned herself. Alexa looked back at me through heavily-lidded eyes and nodded. Keeping her cheeks pulled apart, I pushed my cockhead through her netherlips and then slid all the way inside, making her arch her back and groan wantonly. As I entered her, Freja pushed back against her dildo, moaning loudly as she took it into her pussy. 

I began to push in and out of Alexa, establishing a steady rhythm so we could watch her friend fuck herself. They stared at one another intently, clearly indulging in an age-old ritual between them and sharing it with me. Alexa was very turned on, her pussy incredibly hot and wet around me. She panted as she bumped her ass against my hips, her breasts swaying and jiggling beneath her. 

"God, Allie, you're so beautiful," moaned Freja, her eyes glued to us. "I wish I were there with you." 

"Wish you were here too, Fre," Alexa grunted, biting her lower lips while she ground her ass back against me in eager circles. "He feels so good..." 

I breathed deeply and steadily, determined to not cum until Alexa was done putting on this little show she had planned for her friend. We both watched Freja, thrilling to see her squirming against the dildo she was fucking herself with. She supported herself on one hand while she other massaged and squeezed her breasts. She licked her lips as she stared into Alexa's blue eyes, rapt by what she was watching. 

Soon, Alexa pushed back against me and straightened her back, putting me on my haunches while she rested on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and she began grinding or moving up and down on my cock, which Freja could now see as Alexa spread her legs- my glistening shaft was swallowed repeatedly by her greedy pussy, which made the squelching noises we'd come to love hearing from our fucking. 

Freja was panting as she watched me molest Alexa's breasts, massaging them in circles or pinching and pulling on the nipples. Alexa's breath was ragged and she turned her head and jammed her mouth to mine, our tongues tangling as we kissed feverishly, one of her hands running through my hair. 

"Oh, God, fuck him hard, Allie..." Freja mananged to gasp, her skin going pink and shining with her exertions. "Lie on your back on let him pin you and cum in you!" 

"Is that... what you want?" Alexa panted, trembling in excitement. "You want him to pin me down? Pin me and fuck me so I can't escape?" 

"Yes..." the Danish girl whimpered. "Please!" 

Before I knew what was happening, Alexa had managed to turn around in my lap, facing into me and then lying down on her back, her head over the side of the bed and looking at the laptop screen, where Freja was still fucking herself madly. She gripped my arms as I leaned over her, pushing deep inside and she groaned so loudly I thought my parents might actually hear her. 

"Fuck me, Alex," she hissed, her eyes flashing as she looked up at me for a moment. "Fucking give it to me so Freja can see it. Show her what you do to me!" 

I began pounding down onto her, my cock ramming in and out forcefully. Alexa's body shuddered and thrashed beneath me, squeezing my shaft feverishly while we fucked. Her breath was little more than a series of pants and gasps while she looked upside down at Freja, who was almost slamming herself back against her dildo, her whole body shaking. 

"Oh, Jesus, he's gonna make me cum, Fre!" Alexa grunted, her fingernails digging into my triceps as she held up. Her hips were pistoning up and down beneath me, our pubic bones almost smacking into one another as my cock drove deeper and deeper inside her. 

"Fuck him, you slut!" Freja growled, her eyes glassy and her mouth hanging open. "Take his cum in you!" 

"Cum in me, Alex," my goddess said, her voice shaking almost as much as her breasts were. "Cum deep in me, please." 

I pumped harder and harder, arching my spine down as I pressed inside her. Her pussy clenched me with increasing fervour, my head almost spinning from the pressure. The boiling tingle was building as I felt my balls tighten, a delerious pleasure spreading through me... 

I dropped my weight on top of Alexa and jammed my mouth against hers, kissing her madly as she screamed when the orgasm hit her. Her legs had locked around my waist and her nails almost tore at me. I crushed her in my arms as my cock throbbed relentlessly and pumped my cum deep inside her pussy. Tongues plunged while hips thrust and ground with unreal eagerness. I growled in ecstasy, a primal sound that sent shivers through us both. 

She collapsed completely, her arms spread out to the sides, her neck limp and her head craned over the bed to stare at the laptop screen through wide eyes, glassy with release and euphoria. Tremors ran through her as I kept stroking in and out, allowing her greedy slit to milk me dry. We both watched Freja in exhaustion, her face buried in her arms on the bed and her ass up in the air while she rode out her own orgasm, body shaking like a leaf in the wind. 

When the almost paralyzing pleasure had finally passed, Alexa pulled my face down to hers and we kissed deeply and slowly, lost in one another's bliss. Her eyes were moist, no doubt for several reasons, all of them good. 

"I love you so much," she whispered, her lips still pressed to mine. "You're my world, Alex." 

"I love you too, Alexa," I replied, knowing that she believed me. "Thank you for sharing this with me." 

She hummed and smiled, rubbing her nose against mine now. "Any time you like, I promise. This was so hot, my love." 

Alexa finally turned herself over onto her stomach, spreading her legs wide enough for me to rest between them and keep my still-hard cock inside her. She smiled tiredly at Freja and blew her a kiss. 

"Enjoy yourself, Fre?" she askedalready knowing the answer. 

Freja slumped forward onto her bed, the dildo popping out of her, glistening with her cum. It was several seconds before the Danish girl answered. "Best... incest... ever..." 

Alexa giggled. "We would know, we've both fucked those sisters, right? But they're not a patch on my nephew." 

"Nej," sighed Freja, her brow dripping with sweat, her whole body glistening. "That was the best sex I have had in a long time. I would love to do this again, but let's space it out a little, or I will die." 

"Fair enough," Alexa said, nodding. "I almost die every time we have sex, after all." 

"Riiiiight..." I said in response. She giggled and squirmed her butt against me cheerfully. 




Alex & Alexa Ch. 08



"Well, I have papers to write, but I don't rememver my own name at the moment, so maybe I'll just go to sleep," Freja said wearily. "Can you forgive me for ending our session, Allie? I know it was relatively short." 

"There will always be more sessions, my love," Alexa cooed. "And one day, you'll come and visit us or we'll come to you. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" 

"Ja, if it does not kill me," the Danish girl quipped, prompting a giggle from my Alexa. "It was very nice to meet you, Alex, I mean that on every possible level. Take good care of my Allie. I love you, whore!" 

"Love you too, slut." Alexa purred, reacing over and pushing a button on her laptop to kill the Skype window. She sighed contentedly and rested her head on her arms, face turned to the side and eyes closed. 

"That was perfect," she mumbled after some silence. "You are too wonderful, my love. What would I do without you?" 

"I dunno, but I'm pretty damn sure I'd wither away and die without you." I replied, leaning down and kissing her cheek and neck, causing her to moan in pleasure. "I enjoyed that as much as you did." 

"I'm glad," she said, nodding. "I'm glad we could all share one another. She means a lot to me. Are you really going to be okay with that?" 

"Definitely," I confirmed, nodding. "I love you." 

"Mmmmm, love you too," she cooed, turning herself over to look up at me. "I love you so much..." 

We kissed and caressed one another gently for some time until Alexa yawned and giggled. 

"Guess I'm tired," she mused, stretching her arms over her head, her beautiful breasts displayed prominently. "Wonder what brought that about." 

"I'd better get moving, then." I stated, not happy about leaving her but feeling a mite tired myself. "I'll grab my laptop and keep it trained on you overnight." 

"Same here," she said, smiling at me lovingly. "Good night, my loving nephew." 

"G'night, aunt I want to marry." I replied, kissing her one more time and then climbing off her. I retrieved my laptop and put on some pajamas, heading upstairs after she blew a kiss my way. 

Lying in my old room, watching her sleeping form on my webcam, I realized exactly how committed and addicted to Alexa I was, and it pained me that I had no solution for keeping her as my beloved. We were dating other people just to steal moments alone with one another. It was so unfair. 

Sleep took me and I resolved to not worry about it until tomorrow. 

The love of my life held me in my dreams. 

*** 

Author's Notes: Sorry about the delay, still adjusting to life back in the Center of the Universe. We also just elected a new national government and are patiently waiting for the rest of the world to calm down and quit squealing about how sexy the Prime Minister and his wife are. 

I still have to write the next chapters, but I know what they are and where I'm headed, so it should be quick. In other news, apparently my exile in the Land of the Crazy gave me high blood pressure, so I'm starting eating more responsibly and exercising more than I was (ie, not at all), and hopefully that'll kick start my creative juices as well. I've been stressed out and lethargic lately, what with the transition back home and all. 

I'm really starting to enjoy writing Karen and Mike, who are proving to be quite a bit more humourous than I originally thought they would. I'm hoping you'll like where this ends up. 

Keep your stick on the ice! 

- Management