Incest My Virgin Nephew

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"Hey! How's my favorite nephew?" I ask, bending at the waist to make sure he gets a good look at my tits as I lean over the chaise lounge and give him a big kiss on the cheek. My white, flower-print bikini can barely contain my well-developed breasts, which is why I chose to wear it this afternoon.

"Aunt S-S-S-Sara," Jeremy stutters as his eyes bulge out towards my tanned globes, hanging just inches from his face. As I stand up, I can't help but notice that his eyes aren't the only things that are bulging at the moment. I guess that answers the question!

"Your mother thinks your gay," I tell him matter-of-factly as his eyes roam from my tits down to the tiny triangle of material disappearing between my legs.

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"G-G-Gay?" he looks at me incredulously. "W-w-w-why w-w-would she think th-th-that?" he stutters some more and sits up, trying to hide his erection. Damn! He's pretty good size for an eighteen year old. I can't believe this is the same little boy I used to baby-sit. He's certainly not little now. Swinging his legs over the side of the chaise lounge he looks like he's trying to decide if he should risk standing up and exposing himself even more.

"Well," I tell him, ignoring the stuttering which I haven't heard him do since he was about twelve. "You're an incredibly smart, good looking guy who never dates and your mom never hears you talk about girls. You're about to graduate, prom is coming up and you don't even have a date." I sit down beside him and his eyes drop to my chest again. "You're obviously not gay," I laugh. "So tell auntie what the problem is," I say, putting my arm around his bare shoulder.
"I c-c-can't," he says, slipping out from under my arm and moving away from me.
"Why not?" I ask, trying to sound non-threatening.

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I"Bec-c-c-cause of th-th-this!" he says as he stands up. I'm not sure if he means the stuttering or the tent his cock is making of his swimsuit. "Every t-t-t-time this happens," he says, glancing down at the front of his swimsuit. "I st-t-t-tutter!" he says angrily. "How c-c-can I ask anyone out?" he asks, turning away from me, embarrassed.

"Did I do that?" I ask teasingly, knowing full well the affect my body has on men. I workout regularly and, in this skimpy bikini, every toned muscle in my body is on display. I only came out here to convince myself that my nephew isn't gay. The bulge in his swimsuit is exactly what I was expecting but I didn't expect the stuttering or my own reaction to his erection. My pussy is telegraphing distress signals to my brain and I'm doing my best to ignore them. Forget it, he's my nephew, I telegraph back.

"Yes!" he yells." When you're d-d-d-dressed l-l-like th-th-that!" he stammers, pointing to my tits.

"Tell you what," I say, moving closer to him. "I'll go get dressed, you do whatever you need to do to take care of that and we'll meet upstairs, okay?" I smile. "Maybe I can help."

"W-w-what c-c-can you d-d-do?" he stutters, his face completely crimson, probably from my reference to him taking care of his hard-on.

"Well... I'm not just your aunt," I laugh. "I'm also a registered nurse with a degree in psychology. Maybe I can help you overcome your... um... issues." I smile. "I'll meet you upstairs in half an hour." I take one last look at the large bulge in his swimsuit before turning to go. When I said his bulge was exactly what I was expecting, I lied. I wasn't expecting it to be that large or so enticing. I might need that half hour myself.

As I walk up the stairs to my apartment, I see Jeremy almost running into his house. A couple of months ago I moved into the apartment over my sister's garage. It's a comfortable apartment over a three-car detached garage that sits on the back of the property next to the pool. It's inexpensive and I get along well with my sister and her husband, John.

Stripping off my swimsuit, I stand in front of the full-length mirror, turning left and right, admiring the body that I work so hard to maintain. "Hey!" I say to my reflection. "You look good!" I laugh at my boastfulness but I am proud of myself. When I think about turning 30 next year, it makes me wonder how long I can maintain it.

Hefting my breasts, I look at my large areolas and tweak my thick nipples with my fingertips. No wonder Jeremy had such a reaction, my nipples are fully erect and would have been clearly visible through my white bikini top. Touching my nipples reminds me that Jeremy wasn't the only one with a reaction. I let my fingers glide over my flat stomach and brush across the strip of blonde hair, about two inches wide which runs neatly down towards my pussy.

"Ahhhhhhh!" I involuntarily moan, surprised by how sensitive I am when my fingers touch my pussy lips. Now that I'm touching myself, I realize how turned on I was by my nephew's large bulge. Checking the clock, I move over to my bed. I still have about twenty minutes before he gets here.

Lying back and spreading my legs, I imagine Jeremy, up in his room, stroking his hard-on as he thinks about my tits. I wonder if he's on his bed or in the bathroom. Don't young boys always jack off in the bathroom? Sliding two fingers inside my wet pussy, I wonder if he's as large as his daddy. God it's been so long since I've thought about that night. I close my eyes and pump my fingers in and out as I recall every detail.

It was about 10 years ago, while I was in college, when my sister called and said that her flight was cancelled and she was stuck out of town overnight. John has his monthly business club meeting, she said and wouldn't be home until nearly midnight. Could I possibly pick up Jeremy from college and baby-sit until John gets home? Sure, no problem sis. I'd been babysitting my nephew since I was 13 (he was three at the time). He's always been a great kid and never gave me any problems. Well, no more than any intellectually gifted child.

Jeremy quickly finished his homework, we ate dinner and then played games until it was his bedtime. I watched TV until I was sure he was asleep and then went to check out my brother-in-law's porn collection. I had found them when I was nosing around in their closet a couple of years ago and they've provided me with many enjoyable evenings after I put Jeremy to bed. Now, I always look to see if he's gotten any new videos

He had one new video and it was about a babysitter, how appropriate! I've had a crush on my sister's husband since they first got married, even though I was only ten at the time. I flirt with him shamelessly but he's as devoted as any husband can be. I popped the video into the VCR and sat back on the couch.

The girl in the video was made up to look young, wearing pigtails and cotton panties but she still looked like she was in her mid twenties. The storyline was lame but when the guy started eating her pussy, I couldn't help but rub mine while imagining what that would feel like if John did it to me. I'd had a few boyfriends but they were really inept at getting me off, only worrying about themselves and whether I would swallow their cum.

I was so caught up in pleasuring myself that I never heard him drive up or the back door open. Before I knew it, he was standing in the entranceway to the living room, staring at me. My shorts and panties were around one ankle, my blouse was wide open and I had two fingers shoved deep inside my pussy.

Shit! I was scrambling to pull my shorts up and close my blouse, when something in the way he was looking at me with his lustful eyes made me stop. God, he was so handsome. John stands 6'4" with a trim muscular body. I watched him swallow hard while his deep brown eyes were staring right at my drenched pussy.

"Damn, Sara," he breathes as I watch his adam's apple move with his swallowing.

"Yeah," I sigh, leaning back and making no further effort to cover myself. My pussy is on fire, willing him to do more than stare at it. My eyes lock on his as I ease my legs open, imagining that he can see the steam rising from my overheated pussy. Fuck! What am I doing? This is my sister's husband?

"Jeremy's asleep, I take it?" he asks, his eyes never leaving my fur-lined pussy lips. My blonde hair was natural and untrimmed back then.

"Uh huh," I nod as I notice for the first time the huge bulge in his slacks. Damn! It's like we're acting out the fucking babysitting video!

"Jenny won't be home until tomorrow," he says quietly, to himself as much as to me.

"I know," I whisper, knowing this is wrong but unable to stop myself. I kick my shorts aside and slip my blouse off my shoulders.

"Damn, Sara!" he says again, taking a step towards me. "You can never say a word to your sister about this, ever!" he says as he pulls his shirt off and kneels on the floor between my outstretched legs.

"I won't," I sigh as his hands touch my inner thighs and his face moves towards its target. "Ever!" I moan as his tongue touches my wet pussy lips. "Ohhhhhh God!" I grab his hair and pull him into my enflamed pussy.

"Aaarrrrrgggghhhhhh!" I groan as my juices flood my pussy and run down my hand. Relaxing my legs, I leave my fingers in my pussy but pull my other hand away from my clit. Jesus! Just thinking about how John ate my pussy that one night, ten years ago is enough to make me explode. Ten years later, I still remember the way his tongue snaked its way into my pussy and his lips wrapped around my clit.

Shit! Jeremy will be here in about five minutes.

Thankfully, he's a few minutes late and I'm cleaned up and dressed when he knocks on the door. Glancing at his non-bulging crotch, I wonder how well it went for him. Stop it! He's your fucking nephew! Now start acting like a decent aunt and help with his problem. First step is to find out what it is.

"You want a coke or something?" I ask as he follows me into the apartment. I intentionally put on a baggy sweatshirt over loose fitting jeans so I won't cause any serious reaction from my nephew.

"Sure, that'd be great, Aunt Sara," he says, taking a seat on the couch. "I'm sorry about earlier," he adds without a hint of stutter.

"So tell me about this problem," I say, handing him his coke and sitting next to him on the couch.

"Well," he says. "There's not much to tell." He's looking at the floor and almost mumbling. "I'm just a big zero with girls," he says. "When I meet someone I'm attracted to, my libido overreacts and all I can do is stand there stuttering, with an obvious bulge in my pants." He shrugs.

"What do you do?" I ask, seriously curious about his answer.

"Well..." he looks at me sheepishly. "I go to the boys bathroom a lot." He looks at me to see if I get his meaning. I do.

"How much is a lot?" I ask, not sure why it matters but I really want to know.

"Five or six times a day," he says, not looking at me. Damn! This kid jacks off five or six times a day. What a waste of good cock. Down girl... stay focused.

"Does that help?" I ask. "I mean, can you then go back and talk to the girl?"

"No!" he says, pounding his fist on his thigh. "Then I just, you know, get hard again and the stuttering starts all over." He buries his face in his hands. "I'm hopeless!" Hopeless my ass! Not if he recovers that quickly!

"You are not hopeless!" I reassure him. "In fact, once we solve this stuttering thing, you're going to make some girl very happy, getting it up five or six times a day!" I smile. "Is there someone at college that you're attracted to?" I ask while digesting what he's just told me.

"Yeah," he laughs. "There's a girl in my calculus class but every time I try to talk to her..." His voice trails off.

"I get the picture," I answer, glancing at his crotch as I feel the moisture building in my pussy. "That must be frustrating." I'm starting to formulate a solution but I want to keep him talking.

"What's really frustrating is that I think she likes me, too!" he exclaims. "Aunt Sara, you know that I tested like in the 120th percentile for my age, I can do calculus problems in my head but I can't talk to a fucking girl without stuttering!" He stands up and paces around the room. "I don't see how you can help me. I've read everything I could find on the subject but nothing seems to work." He plops back down on the couch. "I've never even kissed a girl," he says under his breath.

"Hey!" I punch his arm. "Cheer up! Aunt Sara's on the case. You're going to be dazzling this girl in no time. What's her name?"

"Megan," he says, looking at me. "Are you sure? Do you think you can actually help me?" The way he's looking at me with those big brown eyes, he looks just like his father. My heart starts fluttering and I take a deep breath.

"No guarantees," I answer, trying to control my breathing. "But I'm going to give it my best shot. We'll start tomorrow right after college. Bring your homework up here and I'll have a plan ready for us," I tell him, hoping I'm doing the right thing. "But right now, I've got to get ready for work." I work the night shift at the local hospital.

"Okay," he says, standing up. "Thanks, Aunt Sara. You're the best," he says, giving me a big hug.

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"See you tomorrow." I spend my entire shift at the hospital thinking about Jeremy's problem. During my break, I talk to our resident speech therapist about how to overcome stuttering problems. By the time my shift is over, I've got a strategy for Jeremy that just might work but I figure I better run it by my sister. I e-mail her from the hospital computer and arrange to meet her for breakfast when I get off.

"Well, the good news is, he's not gay," I tell my sister over coffee in the hospital coffee shop. My shift just ended and Jenny came by after dropping Jeremy off at college.
"Thank heaven," she says with a sigh of relief. "Not that we wouldn't have been supportive but it's a cruel world out there when you're different," she smiles. "You said that was the good news, does that mean there's bad news?" I tell her about Jeremy's stuttering problem as delicately as I can but she just cuts to the chase.
"So whenever he has a hard-on, he can't talk?" she laughs. "How is he different than other men?" she laughs louder. I laugh with her but try to explain the extent of Jeremy's problem.
"There's an approach that utilizes total immersion to overcome these kinds of disorders," I tell her, trying to sound as clinical as possible.
"Total immersion?" she asks.
"Yes," I take a breath and give her the one-two punch. "If we can help desensitize him to the stimulus that causes the erection, then the stuttering should stop," I explain.
"Desensitize him to girls?" she laughs. "Is that possible or even desirable?" she asks. I'm starting to realize that all the laughing is nerves. I try to set her at ease while I explain.
"Not girls," I correct her. "Scantily clad girls. He didn't have a problem when I wasn't in my bikini."
"So what, take him to the beach?" she asks, raising her eyebrows. "I don't understand how this works, Sara."
"What I propose is that I act as the stimulus," I tell her cautiously. "I will invite Jeremy to do his homework at my apartment everyday after college. I will wear my bikini while I help him with his homework. According to the speech therapist, if he concentrates on something completely unrelated to the stimulus he will eventually get desensitized and stop stuttering."
"Do you think it will work?" Jenny asks, apparently unconcerned that I'll be exposing most of my body to my teenage nephew.
"We can only try," I shrug.
"Thank you, Sara." Jenny says. "I suppose this is more than you bargained for when you volunteered to find out if Jeremy was gay," she says, looking at her watch. I don't dare tell her how much I'm looking forward to helping my nephew or how wet I got looking at the bulge in his pants.
"No need to thank me," I tell her, meaning it differently than she thinks. "You need to get to work and I need to go home and get some sleep." We hug briefly in the parking lot before heading to our individual cars.
I'm awake and showered by the time Jeremy knocks on my door after college. Once again I'm in my baggy sweatshirt and loose fitting jeans but this time I have a surprise for him.
"Hi Aunt Sara," Jeremy says, setting his backpack on one of the kitchen chairs. "Did you still want to get together today?" he asks.
"Yes!" I say, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "I've got your program all mapped out, I just need to discuss it with you," I tell him. "Have a seat," I say, pulling out the chair to the right of his.
"I did some research and I think we can conquer this arousal based stuttering problem of yours," I smile at his anxiousness. "Are you familiar with the concept of behavior modification?" I ask.
"B.F. Skinner?" he asks and I nod. "Sure, we learned about him last summer during that course I took at the university." Sometimes I forget I'm dealing with a genius level IQ. Okay, here goes. I take a deep breath.
"Okay, so you're familiar with cause and effect and stimulus and response?" I ask.
"Sure but Aunt Sara, we already know what the cause and effect is... I don't see..." I cut him off before he can continue.
"Wait," I assert, and he just sighs. "There has been some success with a process called Total Immersion Therapy," I suddenly realize what the acronym is but I decide not to share this with Jeremy. Of course, he's too fast for me.
"TIT?" he laughs. "You're putting me on." At least he's smiling.
"I just realized that myself," I smile and get back to the strategy. "Anyway, the idea is to build up your tolerance to the stimuli so it doesn't trigger the response." "Okaaaaaay," he drags it out, emphasizing his disbelief. "Which stimuli are we talking about here?" he asks skeptically.
"The sexual stimulus that causes your erection. Without the erection the stuttering should stop," I tell him as matter-of-factly as I can with my heart beating fast inside my chest. Why am I finding this so hard? Maybe because he looks just like his daddy and I'm talking about building up his sexual resistance!
"How do we do that?" he asks, seriously curious.
"Like this," I say, pulling my sweatshirt over my head and revealing the same bikini top I was wearing yesterday. "You're going to come up here everyday after college, until you can be around me in my bikini and not stutter," I announce proudly as I pull my jeans down and kick them off.
"Aunt S-S-Sara!" Jeremy stutters. "I c-c-can't!" He moves his hand under the table, obviously adjusting himself.
"Yes you c-c-can!" I laugh, mimicking him and hoping he doesn't take offense. He doesn't.
"Your girlfriend is in your calculus class, right. So get out your calculus book and start explaining to me what you're currently studying." He's just staring at my tits, which are now swelling over the top of my tiny bikini as I take a deep breath.
"You're k-k-kidding?" he stammers as beads of sweat form on his forehead.
"I've never been more serious," I say, leaning over to grab his backpack from the floor. Oops! Big mistake! The damn thing is heavy as hell! As I struggle to lift it, the triangles of my bikini top slide to the side revealing more of my tits to my awestruck nephew. When he reaches down to help me, his arm brushes against my barely covered nipple awakening it with his touch. By the time we get the backpack on the table my hardening nipples are visible through my top.
"I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry, Aunt S-S-Sara!" he says but his eyes never leave my chest. I'm surprised at how arousing it is to have him looking at me like this.
"No, it's my fault. What the hell have you got in there, bricks?" I ask, trying to change the subject for him and for me.
"J-J-Just my b-b-books," he says but he's not looking at my face.
"Come on, Jeremy," I say, unzipping the backpack. "Where's the calculus book?" According to the speech therapist, if I can get him talking about something he's comfortable with, that has nothing to do with the stimulus, he should stop stuttering. "Th-th-this is c-c-crazy!" he says, pulling out his book.

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Just humor me, okay?" I ask, opening the book. "What page are you on?"

"P-p-page one t-t-twenty t-t-t-two," he answers, still staring, wide-eyed at my bikini clad body. I open the book to the right page and read something about Quotient Rules and Higher-Order Derivatives.

"Okay, good!" I say, more confident than I feel as the tingling dampness in my pussy starts to distract me. "Explain this to me," I say as I squeeze my legs together and try to ignore my own arousal.

He reluctantly pulls his eyes from my tits and focuses on the textbook. Hesitantly at first, and with a considerable amount of stuttering, he starts to explain derivatives to me. I have no fucking clue what he's talking about but I nod and ask a few questions until he's focused on calculus problems and not on my body. He doesn't notice that he's stopped stuttering as he patiently explains complex calculus concepts to a mathematical retard.

"Ohmygod!" he exclaims, stopping mid-sentence. "It worked!" he says, smiling from ear to ear. "Aunt Sara, you're a g-g-genius." At this point his eyes have again found the swell of my breasts and my protruding nipples, which haven't receded at all despite the jargon laden discord I've been subjected to for the last half hour.

"As long as you're focused on calculus and not on my tits you don't stutter," I tell him. "We're making progress."

"D-d-d-do you th-th-think, if I t-t-talk to M-M-Megan ab-b-bout c-c-calculus..." I cut him off.

"I think it's premature to say for certain but I think it's worth a try," I assure him. "I think if we do this everyday after college it won't take long for you to become immune to seeing me like this."

"M-m-m-maybe," he smiles, shaking his head. We continue for another hour before I have to get ready for work.

Jeremy comes back after college each day explaining more calculus concepts to me and by Thursday we're able to have non-calculus discussions without him stuttering.

"So, have you talked to Megan yet?" I ask him when he's finished explaining his homework to me, something about implicit differentiation.

"Just a little," he answers, smiling. "I asked her a couple of questions about homework and she was anxious to answer them for me. She's really smart!" he says and I can see he is completely enamored by her.

"How about the stuttering?" I ask, trying not to embarrass him by asking about his erection.

"Just a little but she didn't even seem to notice," he's smiling as he packs up his books. "See you tomorrow, Aunt Sara," he kisses my cheek and leaves me standing in my kitchen in my skimpy bikini. I'm proud of the progress he's made but conflicted about the lack of interest he's showing in my body. Don't be stupid! This is what is supposed to happen!

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"So he's been starring at your tits all week!" Jenny says a little too loudly. It's Friday afternoon and we're having lunch at an outdoor cafe near her office. I've just told her about the progress I'm making with Jeremy.

"Shhh! Lower your voice," I laugh. "Yes, it's been kind of weird but it seems to be working."

"Oh Sara!" she says devilishly. "You poor thing. Prancing around half-naked for a young man who has perpetual erections from starring at your tits?" she smiles as she takes a bite of her salad. "It's arousing, isn't it?" she asks, raising her eyebrows at me. "If he's as big as his dad it must be very arousing!" she laughs. Jenny has always been blunt when talking about sex and makes frequent reference to John's size. She doesn't realize that I have first hand knowledge.

"He's my nephew!" I assert but her description is pretty accurate and I've been fingering my pussy everyday after he leaves.

"Nephew or not, he's a man with a hard-on caused by looking at your body," she says. "How can you not be aroused?" she smiles but touches my hand in a serious way. "I'm sorry you don't have someone like John who knows how to keep a woman's juices flowing. He has no doubt about what to do with that mass of manhood between his legs," she says, planting the visual image of John as he fucked me on the couch ten years ago. My pussy reacts like it does every time I think of my brother-in-law.

"So, is he cured?" she asks, taking a bite of her salad. It takes me a second to realize we're talking about Jeremy again.

"I'm not sure," I tell her honestly. "I'm going to discuss it with him today when he comes over."

"Whatever you can do for him, Sara, I will be eternally grateful," she says, looking directly into my eyes so I don't miss her meaning. I swallow hard, not sure what I'm supposed to say.

"He must be like a blank slate muses as much to herself as to me. "For God's sake, Sara, he's like every woman's fantasy, isn't he?" she asks, suddenly realizing the possibilities. "Think of the things you could teach him!"

"I'm only helping him overcome his stuttering, Jenny," I answer, not sure if I'm trying to convince her or myself.

"Well, keep me posted on how that progresses," she smiles as if she's reading my mind. I can't believe my sister is suggesting what I think she's suggesting but apparently I have her approval to take this to another level with her son.

***** "No calculus today," I say, leading Jeremy over to the couch. I'm in my usual attire, a skimpy bikini. This one is light yellow accentuating my tan. "Tell me about Megan," I say as we sit on the couch.

"Megan's great, Aunt Sara," he says, without a hint of stutter. "I talk to her everyday. I've been focusing on calculus but today she asked me what kind of music I liked and we talked about favorite bands and I never stuttered once!" he says proudly.

"That's awesome, Jeremy!" I exclaim but I'm sitting there with my tits barely covered almost wishing for some reaction from him. Would it hurt for him to show some bulge in his pants or to stutter just a little, anything to feed my ego?

"What's wrong?" Jeremy asks. "Looking me in the eyes. Those big brown eyes. Damn, did I mention that he looks like his father?

"Nothing," I laugh. "Just distracted a little today, sorry. So do you think you'll ask her out?" I ask, acting like the concerned aunt that I am.

"I don't know," he says thoughtfully. "I'm not sure if I'll be able to handle that kind of situation without, you know..." he says.

"Well, we're not done with your therapy," I tell him, wondering where I'm going with this. Haven't we accomplished what we wanted? "Next week we'll take it to the next level of stimuli," I say mysteriously.

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"You'll find out on Monday," I answer, after I figure it out this weekend.

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I'm ready and waiting for him Monday afternoon when college lets out. All weekend I vacillated about what I had been contemplating when I told him we were taking it to the next level. I thought about consulting Jenny but decided against it. I have to admit, I'm more than a little nervous when he knocks on the door.

"Hey," he says, setting down his backpack and taking a seat on the couch. "You've had me wondering all weekend," he says without a hint of stutter. I sit down next to him wearing the flower-print bikini that started all this.

"Well, I've been thinking," I tell him. "If you're going to start dating Megan, you could find yourself in some situations where your stuttering may come back." I pause.

"I've thought of that," he says quietly. "But I'm not sure what we can do about it. At some point, doesn't she just have to accept me as I am?" he asks, hoping I'll reassure him.

"Of course but it wouldn't hurt if you had the deck stacked in your favor when that happens," I answer. "So the next level of Total Immersion Therapy..."

"TIT!" he smiles.

"Exactly!" I say, reaching behind my neck and untying the top string of my bikini. "The next level of TIT..." Lowering the top, I watch his beautiful brown eyes bulge as I slowly bare my breasts to him. "If you can conquer this stimuli." I continue lowering the top a little more and showing him my rose-colored areolas and thick nipples. "You're ready for anything," I exclaim as I remove the top completely, freeing my large globes for his inspection.

I sit motionless as he gawks at my tits. My nipples seem to have a mind of their own, hardening like they're reaching out towards him. My God! It feels so erotic to be exposed like this to my nephew.

"Aunt S-S-Sara!" he stammers. My eyes focus on the bulge in the front of his jeans. Why am I so pleased with his reaction? I'm supposed to be helping him! My pussy is twitching and dampening the material stretched across it.

"I think we should go back to the calculus book for this phase," I say, standing up and walking over to the table, my bare tits swaying enticingly with each step.

"I-I-I d-d-don't think I'll c-c-c-conquer this one," he stutters as he gets up off the couch. The huge tent in the front of his jeans distracts me as I imagine it filling up my fiery pussy. Stop! Stay focused! This is about his stuttering!

"Yes you can!" I tell him, forcing myself to look in his eyes. Did I mention his beautiful brown eyes? "A week ago you couldn't even talk to a girl and look what happened."

"B-b-b-but... d-d-damn, Aunt S-S-Sara, they're so b-b-b-beautiful," he says, his eyes never leaving my tits and my nipples continuing to show their appreciation.

"Thank you," I answer. "Maybe as a reward for conquering this I'll let you touch them." Where the fuck did that come from? I can't let my nephew touch my tits! No but it's okay to let him look at them, huh? Whatever. I'm going to have to cut this session short so I can take care of the fiery itch in my pussy before I go to work. Damn!

"Let's just try it for a little while today," I say, smiling. "Then you can go take care of that," I nod towards his lap, "while I get ready for work." He just nods, apparently not trusting himself to speak. He opens the calculus book and stutters his way through half of his homework problems before we call it a day.

As soon as he leaves, I pull off my soaked bikini bottom and grab my favorite vibrator from my underwear drawer. In college, I did a little nude modeling for the art department and it never once turned me on. I was professional and detached but maybe it was because I didn't know any of the art students. Exposing myself to my nephew has gotten me so fucking hot that I can't wait to touch myself.

Stretching out on the bed, I set the vibrator next to me as I move my hands to my tits. With my hard nipples against my palms, I squeeze and knead the soft flesh, sending electric charges to my aroused pussy. Keeping one hand on my tits, I reach down between my legs and lightly caress my slick pussy lips.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I've wanted to do that all afternoon. I close my eyes and imagine Jeremy's tongue licking around my inner labia, teasing and tantalizing my enflamed pussy. As I part my lips and slip one finger inside, Jeremy's face morphs into his father's and I'm back on his couch ten years ago with John eating my anxious pussy.

"Oh fuck, John!" I whisper, not wanting to wake up Jeremy. "That feels so fucking good!" he knows exactly where to lick, flicking his tongue against my clit and then pushing it back into my sopping hole. I'm holding onto his hair and bucking my hips off the couch as my orgasm hits me with the force of a tsunami!

"Aaaaaarrrrrrrggggggghhhhhh! Fuuuuuucck!" I yell, unable to control myself. My sister's husband laps up my freely flowing juices and then stands up, kicking off his shoes as he unzips his pants. My eyes are focused on the large bulge in the front of his jockey shorts as I await my prize. He pulls the elastic out over the end of his hard cock and it springs out at me as he peels his underwear off. Fuck! It's huge! It's long and thick and pointing right at me. Reaching for it, I wrap my fingers around its girth and pull it towards my wide-open mouth.

"I won't last a minute if you do that Sara," he says, pulling back. "And I really want to fuck you," he breathes.

"I can stay all night, John," I whisper, grabbing his cock again. "Let's take a minute this way and then we'll be able to fuck longer." Without waiting for an answer, I wrap my lips around his cock and swirl my tongue around his cockhead.

"Oh God, Sara!" he moans as I glide my lips halfway down his cock, flicking my tongue against the underside of it. Cupping his heavy balls in my hand, I roll my fingers across them, inviting their release.

With his hand on the back of my head, he fucks his cock in and out of my mouth, slamming it against the opening to my throat. I haven't yet learned how to deep throat and I almost gag on his thick shaft. Pulling my mouth back a little, I wrap my hand around his saliva-coated cock and pump it in and out of my mouth. True to his word, his urgent build-up comes fast, flooding my mouth with huge spurts of cum that I try my best to swallow. The poignant taste of salty semen glides easily down my throat but there's too much for me and it oozes out around his cock and runs down my chin.

I pull my mouth off, gasping for air as I fall back against the couch. Damn! I just sucked off my sister's husband! And he wants to fuck me! My pussy is burning with desire!

"Fuck!" John says, plopping down on the couch next to me. "That was intense," he says, smiling at me. I quickly catch my breath and slide down off the couch, kissing his bare thigh as I kneel between his legs.

"Let's see how quickly I can get you ready again, John," I say, wrapping my hand around his cum-coated cock. "I'm more than ready for you."

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfffffffuuuuuuuuccccccck!" My orgasm explodes around my plastic blue vibrator and I fumble with the knob, trying to turn it off as I shiver through the pleasant aftershocks. Relaxing back on my bed, my clit throbbing and my pussy leaking juice, I check the clock and I'm glad I sent Jeremy home when I did.

Fuck! I've got to start dating! This thing with my nephew has me horny as hell. And what's with his father creeping back into my fantasies? I wonder how far I'm willing to let this thing go.

Jeremy keeps coming over after college but we make very little progress the first week. He's still stuttering and I'm still vibrating as soon as he leaves. And John is still dominating my fantasies! I can't believe how vivid my memory is after ten years.

The confusion I feel about exposing myself to my nephew is further complicated because it gets me so fucking hot. As soon as Jeremy leaves, I'm ripping at the ties on the side of my bikini bottom and plunging my fingers into my wet pussy. And all I do is keep reminiscing about that one night ten years ago with my brother-in-law.

After licking up and down the sides of his cock and cleaning up the cum overspill, he was already semi-erect. I smiled at him as I fed his cock into my warm mouth.

"Oh fuck!" he throws his head back on the couch and thrusts his cock into my mouth. I wrap my lips around him just below his cockhead again, swirling my tongue over the tip. Squeezing his hard cock, I suck until he's bucking off the couch and calling my name.

"Ohhhhhhh! Sara! Ohhh! God!" John moans as I release his cock and it stands straight up in his lap. With one knee on either side of him, I kneel on the couch, straddling his thighs. We lock eyes as I rise up on my knees and position my dripping pussy over his massive cock. Reaching between my legs, I rub his cockhead against my slick lips, lubricating him for the big event.

I'm scared, excited and thrilled. It's my fantasy come true! My sister's husband will take my virginity. Yes, it's my first time! I'm sure John doesn't know that and I'm not going to tell him. Leaning forward, I kiss him lightly on his lips as I spread my thighs as wide as I can. Easing down onto his cock, I feel my pussy stretching out to accommodate his girth.

"Ohhh! Fuck! Sara!" John moans, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me down onto him.

"Wait!" I breathe in his ear. "Take it slowly, John," I warn him. "You're kind of big." I'm so scared but it's the thrill of my life. I don't ever want to regret it.

"Okay. Sorry, Sara," he says, easing his ass back down onto the couch. "You just feel so incredible; so hot and tight," he says, moving his hands from my shoulders to my head. Holding my face, he kisses my cheeks, my nose, and my lips before slipping his tongue into my mouth.

Turning and twisting, pushing down then easing up, I glide myself down onto his hard cock, until it hurts. Oh fuck! This is it. I can't let him see my face. Pushing my tongue into his mouth, I raise my hips up until just the tip of his cock is inside my pussy. Bracing myself for the worst, I slam down onto his hard cock burying it completely inside of me in one excruciating plunge.

"Arrrrrggghghhhh!" I yell as the pain shots through my loins and I suck in a big gulp of air.

"Sara?" John says, jerking his head back to look at me. "Oh God, Sara!" The shock on his face is painful to see. "You weren't... ohmygod!... Oh fuck!" he's pushing me away.

"No!" I hiss, pushing myself back down on him. "It's done! It's what I wanted... what I've wanted for a long time!" I can taste my tears running into my mouth. "Don't spoil it, John," I plead. "Please don't spoil it." I settle onto his cock and pull him tightly against me, mashing my tits against his chest. "Just hold me a minute," I beg.

"Sara," he whispers as he brushes damp hair from my forehead. Running his hands over my shoulders and down my back, he pulls me against him. Gradually, I start a slow rocking motion with my hips.

"You should have told me," he says.

"You wouldn't have done it," I smile, sitting up straight and rocking a little faster on his glorious cock! "Would you?" I ask as he fondles my tits and I look into his beautiful brown eyes.

"No, I guess I wouldn't have," he says, pinching my nipples and thrusting into me. And we're actually fucking! The pain has subsided and the pleasure is incredible! I'm bouncing on my brother-in-laws massive cock and he's twisting and pulling my hard nipples.

"Ohhhhh! God! John!" I moan as I the rhythm of our fucking increases and I'm riding him like he's the wildest stallion in the world and I have to tame him. But he'll never be tamed! I don't want him tamed and I'm sure Jenny doesn't either! A wild stallion for the two of us to share, I fantasize!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Johhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnn!" My orgasm explodes, sending electrifying pulses throughout my body. He's still thrusting into me and I just keep riding him as my quivering pussy pulsates around his erupting cock. His hands are on my hips forcing me up and down as he uses my body to milk every bit of cum from his cock. Finally, he releases me and I collapse on his chest, gasping for air.

"Damn, Sara!" he sighs into my ear as he wraps his arms around my body and squeezes my ass cheeks. "Damn!" I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.

*****

"You're like his Pygmalion!" Jenny says over lunch on Friday, referring of course to her son not her husband. "You're at the "rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain' part of the process," she takes another bite of her salad. "Except yours are bare tits in your apartment and I bet the only rain is oozing out between your legs," she laughs at me for blushing, taking obvious delight at my embarrassment. My Fair Lady is one of our favorite movies and we've watched it together dozens of times.

"The difference between a flower girl and a lady, isn't how she behaves, it's how she's treated," I quote one of our favorite lines from the movie.

"The difference between a stuttering nephew and a stud isn't whether he stutters but whether he knows what to do with his hard-on," she laughs. I can't believe my sister is talking about her son this way. Of course, she's not the one displaying her tits for him. "Seriously, he's making progress with Megan," I say, taking a sip of my iced tea and ignoring her teasing. "I think he might actually ask her out."

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You can't let him out there without any training." Jenny says between bites. "Do you remember your first time?" she asks but doesn't let me answer. "Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad's car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!" she laughs bitterly. "Please don't let that happen to Jeremy after all he's been through," she says and I don't tell her my first time was completely different than hers.

"I don't know Jenny," I say. "We're talking borderline incest here. I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering," I insist but she's not dissuaded.

"Seriously, Sara, you can't send him out there to blow his top as soon as he touches something wet and warm... you've got to help get him ready," she says. "Who else can do it?" she asks, taking my hand and pleading with her eyes. "Please, Sara."

"I'll do what I can," I promise, my pussy excited at the prospect of teaching Jeremy about sex.

"This will really be something" my sister says quietly. "Training a young virgin from scratch. I almost envy you," she smiles.

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The next week, Jeremy makes a little progress early in the week and on Wednesday I compliment him.

"You're doing well, young nephew," I say. "We'll make a Jedi Knight out of you yet," I tell him, playfully.

"I've already got the l-l-light saber," he jokes, glancing at the bulge in his pants.

"How are things with Megan?" I ask.

"G-g-great!" he answers, shaking his head. "I'm sorry Aunt Sara. I'm not stuttering around Megan at all anymore but your t-t-t-tits are extremely distracting. Were you serious ab-b-bout l-l-letting me t-t-t-touch them?" he asks, sheepishly. This is the most he's stuttered all week.

"Well..." I had forgotten about that impulsive offer I made. "How about this?" I pause, carefully considering what I should say. "When we can talk for thirty minutes without you stuttering, you can feel my tits," I tell him, trying to make it reasonable. In actuality my tits are aching to be fondled by someone other than me. My nipples stay rock hard the entire time he's here. I never knew I was such an exhibitionist but it really turns me on to have my young nephew staring at my half-naked body.

"D-d-d-deal!" he cries and continues to stutter occasionally throughout the rest of our Wednesday session.

Thursday afternoon, he surprises me by bringing a kitchen timer from his house.

"I'm going to set this for thirty minutes," he smiles. "And every time I stutter I'm going to reset it." He pushes the buttons and puts it on the table in front of him. "Today's the day, Aunt Sara, so be prepared!" he smiles. My pussy screams out to the rest of my body that it's ready, too. I just smile at my nephew as he starts talking.

After twenty minutes, he slips and stutters. I almost want to tell him to forget it and just grab my tits but I let him reset the timer and we continue our discussion. We talk about his classes, his plans for college and, of course, Megan. It seems that he might be getting up the courage to ask her out.

"Where would you take her?" I ask curiously, glancing at the timer. Only two minutes to go, yes! I don't know who's more excited, him or me.

"I don't know, a movie maybe," he shrugs. "What do you think?" He takes a deep breath and watches the timer move to twenty-nine minutes.

"A movie is nice," I answer. "And you don't have to talk very much," I laugh.

"That's a plus," he says, deliberately enunciating each syllable. "I think that all I have to do is ask her. I'm pretty sure she's wondering why I haven't already done it," he says. He's speaking slowly enough that by the time he's done the timer buzzes.

"YES!" he pumps his fist in the air and just stares at my chest. "Um... I've n-n-n-never done this before," he says, looking at me anxiously. "That doesn't count, does it?"

"No, that doesn't count," I say quietly. "Let's go over to the couch," I say, taking his hand and leading the way. "Why don't you just caress them and I'll tell you what feels good, okay?" I ask, feeling like a collegegirl myself.

Jesus! What am I doing? My eighteen-year-old, virgin nephew is about to feel my tits and I can hardly wait! My pussy is soaking wet with anticipation. I don't expect him to do it very well but the idea of him touching me is so fucking erotic!

"Like this?" he asks, lifting my left breast with his hand and running his thumb over my taut nipple.

"Yeah!" I sigh. "Just like that. Do the other one, too," I tell him. We're sitting on the couch, turned towards each other with our knees touching and he has one tit in each hand. Neither of us says anything for several minutes.

"They're so soft," he whispers as he continues squeezing each one, kneading them with his fingers. God, it feels so good, my nipples want more attention.

"You can suck on them," I whisper, pulling his head towards my left tit.

"R-r-r-really?" he stutters, looking me in the eye. I just nod and pull him to my chest.

"Suck on it and nibble very gently with your teeth," I instruct him and... fuck! He's a fast learner. "Ohhhhh! Yeah!" I moan, pushing his head to my other nipple. My pussy is oozing juice and dampening my bikini bottom. I want to grab his hard cock, bulging out the front of his jeans, and ride him while he sucks on my nipples but I restrain myself. This is my nephew after all and I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering. Yeah, right!

"Ohhhhhhhh!" I whisper. "That feels so good, Jeremy," I want more than my nipples sucked! Reluctantly, I push his head back but he keeps his hands on my tits, caressing them. Lifting his chin with my fingers, I look into his soft brown eyes and I can't help myself. I raise his face, and lightly brush my lips across his.

"You're a fast learner, young Jeremy," I say, kissing his lips again before running my tongue across them. His eyes are wide open as he parts his lips and I suck his upper lip into my mouth. I stop short of pushing my tongue into his mouth.

"Enough for today," I say, leaning back and trying to catch my breath. My tits swell in his hands as I suck air deep into my lungs. I cover his hands with mine, pressing his palms firmly against my hard nipples. Closing my fingers around his hands, I slowly pull them away from my tits, wishing I didn't have to.

"Thank you, Aunt Sara," he whispers as he leans forward and kisses me quickly on the mouth. I just nod as he gathers up his books and his timer.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he says as he heads for the door. It's only after he's gone that I realize he didn't stutter.

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You let him touch your tits?" Jenny asks in amazement. "That's awesome! What are you going to do next?" she asks as she takes a bite of her quesadilla. I've accepted that my sister is going to push me to help Jeremy learn about sex.

"I don't know," I answer. I've been contemplating that since yesterday afternoon. "I think he's ready to date now." Jenny smiles at me across the table.

"Why don't you role play his date?" she says, clearly enamored with her brainstorm. "You be... what's her name?"

"Megan," I answer.

"You be Megan and let him try to get to first base with you," she says, holding her hands out palms up in a gesture of 'why not'. "You can be fully dressed and help him learn how to initiate some heavy petting," she smiles at me as she finishes her lunch. I'm sure she's expecting some resistance from me but I like her idea.

"Actually," I say. "That's not a bad idea," In fact, I love it. I want him touching my tits some more and my pussy is anxious for some attention, too. This could be the perfect excuse.

"Then it's all decided." Jenny says, signaling the waiter for our bill. "I'll expect a full report," she smiles. "Just the idea makes me horny. I wonder if John will be up for some role playing tonight," she smiles and I wonder, not for the first time, about my sister's interest in her son's sex life.

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"So what do you think?" I ask Jeremy. We're sitting on the couch and I've just explained the role-play idea to him. I'm fully dressed, including a conservative bra and panty set, wearing a white button up blouse and a pleaded skirt.

"That's a great idea!" he says without stuttering. "We're going out tomorrow night," he says, grinning from ear to ear.

"You asked her!" I say excitedly.

"Yes, and she didn't even hesitate!" he says proudly. "I owe it all to you Aunt Sara!"

"Okay, then we better get some serious practice done today," I say, settling back on the couch next to him. "Let's pretend that we've had a great time at the movies and we're either in the car or at her house without her parents around, okay?"

"Great," he says, putting his arm around me. "I had a great time, Megan..." he stops and grimaces. "I can't do this, can I just call you Sara?" he asks.

"Sure, I think that'll make it easier for both of us but try to stay in character and act like it's our first date," I answer, feeling as nervous as if we really are on our first date.

"Now, here's what you need to do," I tell him, wanting him to be different than all the guys I dated in high college. "Most guys just start grabbing for a handful of tit or running their hands up a girls dress. They also start telling her how much they love her," he's nodding as I continue. "You're going to be different. You are going to be a great kisser, getting Megan very worked up before you try anything, okay?"

"Okay, that sounds right," he says. "I know I'm inexperienced but I've read a lot of books," he says hopefully.

"Well, here's the best advice I can give you," I tell him, looking him in the eyes, those captivating brown eyes. "When you sense that she might be ready for more, you ask her."

"What? Like, can I feel your tits?" he asks.

"No," I answer. "Like this." I lean real close to him and whisper. "I care about you too much, not do this right," I say as I place my hand on his thigh and start moving it up his leg. "Tell me if I'm going to fast."

"Wow!" he exhales. "That sounds perfect," he says. "You're not asking if it's alright, you're assuming it is going to be at some point, just whether you're moving too fast," I told you he was smart.

"Okay, let's try it," I say, sitting back so he can kiss me. Scooting closer, he wraps one arm around my neck and puts the other one on my waist. Leaning towards me he brushes his lips against mine and then pulls me tighter for a more passionate kiss. Before I know it his tongue is in my mouth and we're really kissing! I automatically respond to his intensity, pushing my tongue into his mouth and pulling him into a tight embrace. My nipples are hardening against his chest and my pussy is signaling its interest in being involved, too.

Like the good pupil he is, Jeremy continues the kiss, moving his tongue around and exploring the inside of my mouth. When he finally breaks the kiss, I suck in air, panting while my heart thumps in my chest. Damn! My body is responding to him just kissing me!

"I care about you Sara," he says, looking me directly in the eyes while he unbuttons my blouse. "I want this to be perfect for us," he's got the top three buttons undone. "Tell me if I'm going to fast," he says, raising his eyebrows. I shake my head no, not trusting myself to speak. He has my blouse undone and is working on the front clasp of my bra, while continuing to devour me with his eyes.

"Mmmmmm," I moan as he releases my bra, allowing my tits to swing excitedly from their bindings. With one hand he caresses my right tit while he pulls my head back towards him and continues kissing me. This kid is one fast learner! Deftly caressing both tits, he's got my nipples rock hard while he gently sucks my tongue into his warm mouth. Oh God! I actually feel like a fucking high college girl on a date. And I want him to touch my pussy! It feels wet as hell.

Breaking the kiss, he smiles at me while he moves his face down to my chest. Squeezing my left tit, he sucks the taut nipple into his mouth and flicks his tongue across it.

"Oh yeah!" I sigh, cradling his head in my arm as he suckles on my breast. First one and then the other, he bites, kisses, nibbles and teases my tits until my nipples are as hard as I can ever remember them being. I'm bouncing my thighs together trying to scratch the itch growing between my legs.

While continuing to suck on my fully aroused nipples, I feel his hand slide up the inside of my thigh. Yes! Now we're getting to it! About halfway to my panty-covered pussy his hand stops and he pulls his mouth from my tit.

"We still okay?" he asks. "I'm not going too fast am I, Sara?" he asks, breathing pretty hard himself.

"No!" It comes out more forceful than I intend. "No, it feels nice, Jeremy," I say more quietly. He smiles as his hand continues its torturously slow journey. I have my head back against the couch and my eyes closed as my nephew sucks my tits and moves his hand within millimeters of my damp panties. When his fingers brush the damp material, I let out an audible sigh and spread my legs a little wider.

"That's good," I whisper. "You're doing great, Jeremy," I encourage him as he strokes my pussy lips through my cotton panties. "Try slipping your fingers in through the leg band of my panties," I instruct him as I spread my legs wider. I want to reach over and grab his hard cock through his jeans but I stay passively in character.

"Really?" he asks excitedly as his fingers fumble around with the tight leg band.

"Yes, see if you can pull my panties to the side and slip a couple of fingers in my pussy," I say as I pull his mouth back to my aroused nipples. With a little maneuvering, he gets my panties pulled over and I feel the cool air against my wet pussy. Scooting my ass forward on the couch, I try to give him a better angle to probe my juicy opening.

"Oh fuck!" I cry out as he parts my slippery lips and pushes two fingers into my anxious pussy.

"Pump them in and out a little as you bite my nipples," I pant. "Mmmm! Not so hard, they're very sensitive," I admonish him when he gets a little carried away with my tits.

"Sorry," he says, leaning away from my tits and looking at my face as he finger fucks my pussy.

"That feels great!" I tell him. "Now use your thumb to find my clit," I instruct him as I buck my ass off the couch to match the rhythm of his fingers.

"It's a little higher," I tell him as I feel his thumb probing around. "Ohhhhh! That's it. No, where you just had it! Yeah! Oh fuck! Gently! You barely have to touch it," I whisper.

"There? Is that it?" he asks. "Like this?" he asks, gently rubbing his thumb back and forth against my engorged clit.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Yeah!" I moan. "That's it. Keep doing that!" I'm almost bouncing off the couch as my nephew finger fucks my pussy and strokes my clit with his thumb.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuucccccck!" I scream as the intensity starts to peak and I flood his hand with my juices. I pull his mouth tightly against my tit, almost smothering him. Grabbing his arm to keep it in place, I frantically hump my pussy against his hand.

"Agghhhhh! Jeremy! Oh Fuck!" I'm out of control. This wasn't supposed to happen. We're just role-playing.

"I'm cummmming!" I scream as my pussy convulses around his fingers and I clamp my thighs closed, trapping his hand between them. I pull his face up and shove my tongue halfway down his throat as my body continues to tremble through the aftershocks of my orgasm.

I eventually spread my legs, releasing his hand as I break the kiss.

"You learn fast," I breathe as he brings his pussy-soaked fingers to his nose and takes a whiff.

"I've got the best teacher," he responds as he puts his fingers in his mouth and sucks my juice off of them. We lock eyes and I smile at him as he tastes me.

"Do you like it?" I ask as I straighten my panties but leave my blouse open.

"Yeah," he says slowly as he continues to lick his fingers. "It's like... um... nothing I've ever tasted. It's like a natural aphrodisiac," he says. "Just the smell and the taste are arousing," he comments and I notice that he's not stuttering at all.

"I think it's that way by design," I laugh. Watching him lick my juice from his fingers is getting me hot again. "Lesson over for today," I say, standing up and pulling him up with me. Before I can step away, he pulls me into an embrace and kisses me. My bare tits rub against his t-shirt as he pushes his tongue in my mouth. I recognize my taste on his tongue and can feel his erection pushing against my aroused pussy.

"Down boy," I say, breaking the kiss. "You need to go take care of that," I smile, squeezing his hard cock through his pants. Fuck! What am I doing? I've never touched him before. Whatever possessed me to do it now?

"Yeah. I guess I do," he says, staring at my tits. "Thank you, Aunt Sara," he says as he gathers his books.

"Come over tomorrow before your date," I tell him. "For some last minute advice," I add.

"I will," he answers just before he closes the door.

Damn! What have I started? I really wanted him to fuck me! My own nephew! What's gotten into me lately? I can't believe I grabbed his cock! God, I wanted to suck it raw! I wanted his mouth feasting on my juices and his cock skewering my pussy!

Going into my bedroom, I drop my blouse and bra on a chair and unzip my skirt. Stepping out of it, I pull down my soaking wet panties. God! My pussy is drenched! Lying on the bed, I spread my legs and smear my juices all over my sensitive lips. Ahhhhhh! It feels good but not as good as Jeremy touching me. As I slip two fingers inside and rub my clit with my other hand, I wonder what Freud would say about my relationship with my nephew. Or what he would think of my sister encouraging it!

Am I just using Jeremy as a surrogate for his father? Am I trying to get back at John for ignoring me after that one night? God, I was so naive thinking John would continue seeing me after Jenny got back in town. After fucking ourselves sore that night and falling asleep in each other's arms, John woke up with the biggest case of remorse in history. His face was full of guilt as he apologized for taking advantage of me and vowed it would never happen again. I was crushed. I tried to console him and take all the blame but before we could talk it out Jeremy was up and wanting breakfast. We never talked of it again.

"Ahhhhhhrrrrgggghhhh!" My orgasm rolls through my body like a wave crashing to shore. Maybe because Jeremy already got me off with his fingers my orgasm doesn't have its normal intensity or abruptness. Or maybe I'm just distracted with regrets of what could have been.

Saturday evening I'm ready for Jeremy when he stops by before his date. I've thought about it all day and decided that the best help I can give him is to make sure he doesn't show up at Megan's house with a big erection. At least I've convinced myself that this is for him. Of course it is.

"Hi Aunt Sara," he says, stepping into my apartment and closing the door.

"Hey Jeremy!" I greet him with a kiss. "You look great!" I say, admiring his oxford style shirt and his cargo pants. "All ready for your date?" I ask, noticing his bulge as I lead him over to the couch. I'm wearing a red spaghetti-strap tank top and a pair of white shorts. My nipples are apparent through the thin material of the tank top.

"Yeah, I guess so," he says. "I think I'm as ready as I can be." I'm proud of him for not stuttering.

"Well, I've got one more idea to make sure you're ready," I smile at him as I slide off the couch and kneel between his legs. "I think I should deflate this for you so you can concentrate on Megan without being distracted," I tell him as I unbutton his pants and pull his zipper down.

"Aunt S-S-Sara!" Jeremy exclaims as he lifts his ass off the couch so I can pull his pants down. "J-J-Jesus! I've n-n-never..." His voice trails off as I wrap my hand around his hard cock and stroke it up and down.
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God! It's beautiful! I want to just stare at it and admire it. I love the shape of the head and the slant from the bottom to the top. I lick all around it, nibbling on the underside where the head comes together just under the opening. He's almost as big as his father but I push that from my brain as I open my mouth and guide him in.

"Ohhhhhh! Aunt Sara! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck!" Jeremy moans as I suck his cock into my mouth and slide my lips down the length of his shaft. It's been a while and I savor the feeling of his swollen cock sliding in and out of my mouth, imagining what it would feel like in my horny pussy. Cupping his balls with my hand, I stroke them with my fingers as I bob my head up and down and attack his hard cock with my tongue. He doesn't last long and I feel his balls constrict just before he shoots a large load of cum into my mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuucccck!" he cries as he grabs my hair and thrusts his cock into my warm mouth, spewing his salty seed onto my welcoming tongue. I suck him dry, swallowing every drop of his delicious cum and when I'm done he's still hard.

"You're still hard!" I say, letting his cock plop from my mouth.

"Yeah!" he says. "That happens a lot... I mean when I... you know... jack off," he smiles sheepishly. "I usually have to do it twice." Oh my god! I want this kid fucking me right now! My pussy responds as if it's wondering why he can't.

"No kidding?" I ask incredulously. "You always cum twice?" I'm still stroking his hard cock with my hand as he just nods. Well, what can I do? I wrap my lips back around his cock and start pumping it into my mouth. Flicking my tongue along the underside of his long shaft, I remove my hand and slide my lips all the way to the base of his wonderful cock. Fuck! I can't believe I'm deep-throating my virgin nephew's cock!

"Jesus, Aunt Sara!" he moans. "That feels so fucking great!" he says, pushing his cockhead into my throat. "I've never felt anything like it!" he sighs as he feverishly fucks my mouth, bucking his ass off the couch and holding onto my head with his hands.

He lasts a little longer this time but I really work his cock with my tongue and he explodes with more cum than I would have expected, given that it's his second time. I suck and swallow as he jerkily deposits more of his thick sauce into my mouth. This time, when I release his cock, it's soft and limp.

"Better?" I ask as I sit back on my heels and admire his magnificent tool. Even in its deflated state it's a marvel to behold.

"Wonderful!" he says. "Never in my wildest dreams, did I think it would feel like that!" he says. "You're amazing, Aunt Sara!" He's leaning back and making no attempt to pull his pants up.

My pussy is on fire and I want his tongue in it but he's got a date. Fuck! Why do I suddenly find myself jealous of Megan? This is crazy! He's my nephew! Yeah, is that why you just sucked his cum down your throat? Get a grip, Sara!

"Time to go," I tell him, standing up and motioning for him to do the same. He stands up, pulls his underwear and cargo pants up. After fastening his pants and zipping them up, he pulls me into an embrace, crushing my tits against his chest. My pussy is oozing juice, dampening my panties.

"I don't know what I can ever do to repay you for that," he says. I can think of several things but I don't tell him that.

"Just come by after your date and let me know how it went," I say as I kiss him lightly on the lips. "Maybe, I'll help you recover," I tease him as I rub up against his body.

"I can't wait," he says, squeezing my ass cheeks and sending shivers through my pussy.

"Just remember it's a first date," I tell him. "Don't try to go too fast. A kiss goodnight is a good start." I'm looking him in the eyes to make sure he understands.

"I know," he says. "Don't worry, I'm not going to attack her," he smiles. "I'll see you around midnight if you're sure you want me to come up."

"I'm sure," I answer, anxious to hear how his first date goes and wanting to taste his cock again. "Now go!" I tell him, pushing him towards the door.

After he leaves, I lean against the door and catch my breath. Fuck! Sucking Jeremy's cock has gotten me really worked up. I push myself off the door and start thinking about which dildo I'm going to use to relief my tension when there is a knock at the door. I pull it open assuming it'll be Jeremy.

"Did you forget...?" I stop mid-sentence. It's not Jeremy, it's John standing in my doorway.

"Hey," he says. "I saw Jeremy leaving and thought I'd stop up and see how you're doing," he smiles sheepishly. He hasn't come up to my apartment in the two months I've been living over his garage. In fact, this is the first time I've been alone with him in ten years. "Jenny is spending the night at your mother's house," he says. "They're going to some garden show tomorrow morning." Why is he telling me this?

"Come on in," I stammer, stepping back from the door. Now I know how Jeremy feels when he stutters. My heart is pounding in my chest and my pussy, already excited from my session with Jeremy, is churning up the juice. I watch my brother-in-law walk into my apartment, wearing a black t-shirt and gray sweat shorts.

"I really appreciate what you're doing for Jeremy," he says quietly, standing in the middle of the room. "He's actually on a date, borrowed the car and everything!" he says excitedly. I know that Jenny hasn't told John about my after college lessons with Jeremy.

"Do you want a beer?" I ask, because I don't know what else to say. As I walk towards the refrigerator, I wonder what he thinks I've been doing for Jeremy, or why he made a point of telling me Jenny is away for the night. God! I've waited for this moment, hoped for it but never thought it would actually arrive or that I would have the taste of his son's cum in my mouth when it did.

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did.

"Sounds good," he says, startling me by his proximity. I didn't hear him follow me into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers from the fridge, I hand him one and open the other one, taking a long swallow. I swish the beer around in my mouth, hoping it will remove any remnants of Jeremy's cum before he kisses me. If... he kisses me.

"So, how did you get Jeremy to overcome his shyness?" he asks, his eyes focusing on my hard nipples, emphatically embossed on the front of my tank top.

"Finally put my psychology degree to use," I answer, not to mention the tits you're staring at. I look at my beer bottle, tearing at the corners of the label as my eyes take in the bulge forming in his shorts. My juices are gushing into my panties as I lean back against the countertop, stretching the thin material of my tank top across my erect nipples. I'd be surprised if he couldn't smell the lustful aroma emanating from between my legs.

"Well," he says, clearing his throat as he shifts his gaze from my tits to my face. "Whatever you're doing, it's working," he says awkwardly.

I take the beer from his hand and set it on the counter. Stepping close to him, I look up into his eyes.

"Here we are again," I whisper as we stand toe to toe.

"Yeah. I guess we are," he answers, nervously.

"Jenny's out of town. I'm sort of babysitting Jeremy again," I say. "You didn't come up here just to ask about Jeremy, did you?" I ask as I run my hands up his chest and entwine my fingers behind his neck.

"No, I guess I didn't," he says, tentatively placing his hands on my hips. "Sara, I love your sister," he's almost whispering as he pulls my body tightly against his.

"I know," I nod.

"But I've thought about that night every day for the past ten years. I haven't been able to get it out of my mind," he says. My heart beats faster as he starts a slow rhythmic grind, pushing himself against my pussy mound.

"Me either, John," I sigh, pressing my lips to his. Then we're all a tangle of buttons and snaps as he pulls my top up and I unbutton his shirt. We break the kiss long enough for him to pull my top over my head. I'm frantically working at the buttons on his shorts while he already has mine around my knees. He's sucking my nipple into his mouth as he pushes my shorts lower and I step out of them.

"Ohhh! John!" I moan as he slips his hand into the front of my panties. I finally get his shorts unfastened and pull his underwear down far enough to release his hard cock. Wrapping my fingers around it, I stroke up and down the entire length.

"Damn, Sara," he says, staring at me quizzically as his fingers encounter my saturated pussy. "You're really wet!" he says as he pulls away from me, kicking his shorts off and sliding my panties down to my ankles. Kneeling on the floor in front of me as I step out of my wet panties, he rubs his face against my trimmed mound before flicking his tongue into my dripping hole.

"Ahhhhhhh!" I cry as my legs buckle under me. John grabs me around the waist and lifts me onto the countertop. Leaning back against the cupboards, I spread my legs as he lowers his face to my anxious pussy. Pushing my thighs apart with his hands, he licks all the way from my asshole to my engorged clit, sending incredible sensations through my whole body.

"Ohhhhh! Fuck!" I scream as I grab his head and hold his mouth against my wanton pussy. "Eat me, you bastard!" I hiss at him. "I've waited ten fucking years for you to come back for more, now make it worthwhile!" I chastise him and encourage him at the same time. I've wanted him for so fucking long but now I'm mad at him for coming back! My feelings right now are so conflicted that I just ignore them and focus on the pleasure his tongue is giving me.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Yeah!" I moan as his tongue finds my clit and licks it repeatedly. "Suck it, John!" I breathe. "Suck my clit." He complies, slipping two fingers into my fiery pussy as he wraps his lips around my pleasure button. Ohmygod! I'm in heaven. It's been so fucking long!

"Yeessssssss! Fucking yes!" I yell, pulling his hair as I bash my pussy against his mouth. "Keep doing that! Exactly that!" I pant as my orgasm builds to its peak. "Oh fuck! Oh John! Oh fuck!" I'm rocking my ass on the counter, pulling him into my pussy!

"I'm cummmmming!" I yell as he sucks my knob while flicking his tongue against it, pushing me over the edge. I explode in a flood of juices that he hungrily laps up and I squeeze my legs together crushing his ears with my thighs. Shaking and shivering, I jerk spasmodically from the orgasmic aftershocks and finally relax my thighs. John gasps for air and then continues licking the juices dripping from my quivering pussy.

John picks me up and turns us around, setting my bare ass cheeks on the edge of the kitchen table. The table is lower than the counter and my pussy is now level with his hard cock. I fleetingly think about sucking him off first but he spreads my legs and plunges his cock into my drenched pussy before I complete the thought. Lying back, I pull my knees up as he slides my ass towards him, positioning me at the edge of the table. Jackhammering his thick cock into my highly aroused cunt, he grabs my thighs to keep me from sliding away.

This not how I envisioned it for the past ten years, lying on my kitchen table while he pounds into me. I momentarily wonder how Jeremy's doing on his date as my orgasm builds from the depths of his dad's intense penetration. I finally have John inside me again, and thoughts of his son distract me from my pleasure! John's relentless pounding quickly brings me back.

"Ohhhhhh! Fuck! John!" I pant each word on the forward thrust of his cock. "So... fucking... good!" I moan as I grab the edge of the table and try to buck my ass up to match his feverish rhythm. Leaning forward, he grabs my tits, mauling them in his hands and the pleasure is almost unbearable. He continues to slam his cock into my enflamed pussy and I'm almost there... I can feel it building... so close! Slap! Slap! Slap! Flesh against flesh. His upper thighs smack my ass cheeks as his cock drills my pussy.

"Arrrgggghhhhh! Fuuuuuuuccccck!" I scream as my orgasm rips through my body, releasing the floodgates inside my pussy and soaking John's fervently pounding cock. He thrusts deep inside me and I'm sure I feel his cum shooting into me as his body jerks against my widespread thighs. We convulse against each other, shakily riding out the waves of pleasure before he collapses on my chest and pushes his tongue into my mouth. Kissing him passionately, I wrap my legs around his waist, keeping him locked inside my spasming pussy.

"Whew!" he gasps, breaking the kiss to take a deep breath. "You're even better than I remembered, Sara," he says, kissing my neck.

"What took you so long, John?" I breathe, not really expecting an answer.

"I don't know," he sighs. "Guilt... fear... who knows?" he says, looking at me with those deep brown eyes. "I guess I was afraid that once we got started, we'd never stop. You'd be an addiction that I couldn't or wouldn't break. I was afraid it would ruin both of our lives," he whispers.

"What's changed?" I ask, seriously wondering why all of a sudden, it's okay.

"You living here," he says. "It's a lot easier to ignore you when you're not around," he smiles. "Maybe I'm jealous of all the time you're spending with Jeremy. I don't know," he says, standing up and releasing my legs from around his back. "Should I have stayed away?" he asks.

"No," I shake my head. "I'm glad you're finally here but I understand the addiction issue," I smile as I sit up and scoot off the table. Pulling him into an embrace, I nibble his lip, just like I did Jeremy's and then push my tongue back into his mouth. His hands cup my ass cheeks, deja vu as he grinds his spent cock against my pussy mound. We explore each other's mouths for a long time as we continue rubbing our bodies together. I love the feel of his chest against my tits and I slide them back and forth, teasing my sensitive nipples with his chest hair.

When I feel his cock stirring again, I kiss my way down his body and kneel in front of him. Looking directly into his brown eyes, I slowly feed his semi-erect cock into my warm mouth.

"Oh fuck!" he moans. "I need to sit down for this, Sara," he says, pulling back from me.

"Come on," I say, playfully tugging at his cock. "Let's go into my bedroom," I lead him by his cock, both of us laughing as we fall onto my bed. I roll him onto his back and kneel between his legs.

"Is this better?" I ask as I suck his rapidly recovering cock into my mouth.

"Yes, thank you," he smiles as he watches me deep throat his thick shaft. "Oh fuck! You are amazing!" he groans, pushing his cock all the way until my lips touch his pubic hair. I pull back slowly, flicking my tongue all along the sensitive underside.

"Ohhhhh! Yeah!" he grabs my hair and bucks his hips off the bed. I'm bobbing my head up and down as he fucks my mouth. What a different blowjob than the one I gave Jeremy earlier! I was setting the pace and deciding how deep Jeremy would go while John has taken charge, ramming his entire length into my mouth. God! Submitting to his demanding cock is so fucking arousing, my pussy is creaming like crazy as my mouth devours him.

"Jesus! Sara! Oh fuck! I'm cumming already!" he cries as I feel his balls constrict and I slide my lips back along his shaft. "Daaammnnnnnn!" he screams as his cock erupts inside my mouth and I swallow several large spurts of cum before he's finally drained. He settles back on the bed as I continue to gently suck on his spent cock.

My pussy is ready for him again, and I work my tongue all around his cockhead and tease his balls with my fingers until I feel him start to stiffen again.

"I don't know, Sara," he whispers. "Two is usually my limit." I ignore him and continue to nibble, lick and tease his cock and his balls. I've waited ten years for this and I'm not about to let him get away without fucking me again. My persistence pays off and I'm soon sliding my lips up and down his very rigid shaft.

"Did I tell you how amazing you are?" he asks. I just smile as I straddle his hips and lower myself onto his erect pole. My cunt lips stretch around his thick cock and my juices lubricate my descent until he disappears completely inside of me. I love this position! I feel so full and so totally in control!

Leaning forward, I drag my taut nipples across his chest and lightly kiss his lips before I start rocking back and forth. God! His cock feels so good massaging the inside of my fiery pussy. We start a slow, sensuous dance, barely moving as I grind my clit against his pelvic bone and his cock churns the juices inside my steamy pussy.

"Fuck, Sara!" John breathes as I sit up and start moving my hips in a circular motion while slowly pistoning up and down on his thick cock. "God! You're incredible!" he grabs my tits, pressing his palms against my hard nipples as he kneads the flesh around them. His touch ignites my sensitive skin, sending more pleasure signals surging through my pussy.

"Oh! John!" I moan his name as I bounce on his cock and ride him exactly like I did ten years ago. It's like no time has passed and I'm slamming my pussy down, fucking him like there's no tomorrow. For us, maybe there isn't!

Increasingly intense bursts of pleasure soar through my body as my pussy oozes juice all around his hard shaft. I'm out of control and I don't care. He's mauling my tits and calling my name as the most intense orgasm I've ever had, builds to an mind-blowing crescendo!

"Fuuuuuuuucck!" I scream as my pussy explodes around his swollen cock, triggering his final thrusts and his own eruption. We ride out our mutual pleasure until my body melts down onto his. Our only movements are my pussy quivering around his spasming cock and our labored breathing heaving our chests together.

God! This is what I've been missing. This is what every guy I've dated for the past ten years has been measured against. I began to wonder if I was just idealizing the whole episode. After all, I was young and inexperienced at the time. But no, my sister's husband is far better than my teenage memory.

I don't even know I've fallen asleep until I'm awakened by a knock on the door. I'm lying on top of John with his cock still buried in my pussy. The clock on my nightstand says it's twelve-fifteen. Fuck! It's probably Jeremy at the door. I try to disengage myself from John without waking him but his eyes spring open as his cock plops out of me.

"What's up?" he asks, sleepily.

"Shhh!" I say. "Go back to sleep," I tell him as I move off the bed. "Jeremy is here. Don't make a sound," I tell him. He stares at me before he answers.

"What's he doing here?" he asks.

"I told him to come up and tell me how his date went," I say as I pull on my robe and tie it around my waist. "I'll get rid of him in a few minutes," I tell him as we hear another soft knock on the door.

I pull the bedroom door closed and run my fingers through my tangled hair. I hope Jeremy will just think I was sleeping.

"Hey," I say opening the door with a big smile on my face. "How did it go?" I ask as he comes bursting into my apartment.

"It was so fucking great!" he says, wrapping his arms around my waist and twirling me around. "You won't believe it!" he says, setting me back on the ground and hugging me. "I owe it all to you Aunt Sara!" he says.

"So tell me," I say, glancing at the bedroom door as I lead him over to the couch. Just before he sits down I notice the bulge in his pants and it's as large as I've ever seen it.

"We went to the movie and when I asked her what she wanted to do afterwards, she invited me back to her house." He's talking fast, without a hint of stuttering. "I met her parents and then we went downstairs to play video games. Her basement is tricked out with a complete entertainment center; plasma TV, Playstation 3 and even a Wii!" he pauses and takes a breath


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So, she sets up Guitar Hero III but lets it play in demo mode," he smiles as he continues his story.

"You didn't really want to play video games did you?" she asked as she pulled me down next to her on the couch and wrapped her arms around my neck. I just shook my head as her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. We were kissing for a long time, when I pulled back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I glanced at the stairs, wondering if her parents will check on us.

"They won't come down here," she said, reading my thoughts. "I'm over eighteen and they trust me," she smiled seductively.

"I don't want to mess up on our first date," I told her. "So if I'm going to fast..." Before I could get the rest of the words out she shook her head and helped me undo the rest of the buttons. She pulled her blouse open and I started massaging her tits through her bra as we started kissing again. I fumbled a little with the front clasp of her bra but she helped me without breaking the kiss. Her tits aren't as big as yours but they were so soft I never wanted to stop touching them. She was moaning softly into my mouth as I played with her nipples. God, it felt so good to feel them harden between my fingers."

Jeremy takes a breath and jumps back into his story.

"Moving my mouth down to her tit, I sucked her nipple into my mouth and gently nibbled on it like you showed me. She loved it! She was whispering my name, holding my head to her tit and rocking back and forth as I switched to the other nipple. After a while I pulled my face from her tit and looked in her eyes."

"I'm still concerned about going too fast on a first date," I whispered as I moved my hand under her skirt along her inner thigh. "Are we still okay?"

"Yes!" she whispered, spreading her legs apart and pulling my head back to her nipple. I couldn't believe it! I was actually going to touch her pussy on our first date!

"Wait!" she said, pushing me away just as my fingers touched the crotch of her panties. Oh well, I was disappointed but I'd still gotten farther than I ever expected on a first date. But, you really won't believe this part. She stood up, her blouse was hanging open, her bra was dangling at her sides and I got my first really good look at her firm round tits and her hard, pink nipples. My cock was bursting in my pants but she just smiled at me as she reached up under her skirt and stripped off her panties. Her face was flush when she sat back down and pulled me towards her.

"There," she said, spreading her legs as far as her skirt would allow. "That'll make things easier." And it certainly did! I slid my hand back up and felt her hot, wet pussy waiting for me. I spread her lips and pushed two fingers inside of her using my thumb on her clit just like you taught me. We started kissing again as I finger fucked her, gently rubbing my thumb against her clit. She was moaning and sucking my tongue so hard I thought she'd suck it right off." Jeremy is practically panting as he tells his story.

"She was on fire, Aunt Sara! I finger fucked her and she started bucking her hips off the couch, pushing against my hand until I could barely keep my thumb against her clit. She finally clamped her legs closed around my hand and broke the kiss to catch her breath."

"Oh God, Jeremy!" she whispered between gasps for air. "That was so good!" she relaxed her legs and leaned back against the couch as I pulled my fingers from her dripping pussy. She smiled at me and reached over, wrapping her fingers around my hard-on through my pants.

"Your turn," she said, turning towards me as she unbuckled my belt.

"Megan!" her mom called from the top of the stairs just as she was pulling down my zipper. "Time for Jeremy to go home and for you to go to bed," her mom said.

"Okay!" she yelled back up the stairs and then looked at me sheepishly. "I'm so sorry!" she said. "I'll make it up to you next time," she whispered as she pulled my zipper back up. I refastened my belt as she pulled her panties back on and fastened her bra.

"I had a great time, Jeremy!" she said while she finished buttoning her blouse and straightening her skirt.

"So did I, Megan," I told her, kissing her hard on the lips. "Thanks for a great evening!" As Jeremy was telling his story, I watched him shifting around on the couch trying to adjust his cock and get comfortable.

"Congratulations!" I tell him. "That's one hell of a first date!" I say, smiling at him.

"Thank you for all your help," he says, suddenly noticing the thin robe I'm wearing. "Um... Aunt Sara... you know how you said... that maybe... you'd... um... help me out... you know," he says, nodding towards the bulge in his pants. Fuck! I've just been fucking his father who is still in the next room and now I've got to respond to my offer from earlier in the evening.

"You really do deserve it," I tell him, hoping that John went back to sleep. "Only once, though," I tell him as I kneel on the floor between his legs and start unfastening his belt.

"I can still smell her," he says, sniffing his fingers.

"That's just rude!" I laugh. "You don't sniff one woman's aroma while you're asking another woman to blow you!"

"Oh God! I'm sorry, Aunt Sara," he says, pulling his hand away from his face.

"I'm just kidding, Jeremy," I laugh as I pull his pants and boxers down together, releasing his throbbing hard-on.

"So what do you think Megan meant when she said she'd make it up to you?" I ask him as I lick all around his engorged cockhead.

"Oh fuck!" he moans. "I don't know... maybe a blowjob?" he says, pushing his cock against my mouth. "What do you think she meant?"

"Do you really want me talking right now?" I ask, wrapping my lips around his cock before he can answer.

"No, I guess not," he laughs as he leans back and closes his eyes. He's so worked up from his date with Megan that he doesn't last very long. I bob my head up and down on his cock, swirl my tongue against it and stroke his balls with my hand. In less than five minutes I have a mouth full of cum.

"Ohmygod!" he moans. "You are the best, Aunt Sara!" he says, jerking more of his salty semen into my mouth before he falls back against the couch. He's still semi-erect but I lick my lips and stand up.

"Time for me to go to bed and for you to go home," I smile as he pulls up his pants. "Starting Monday, we better get you ready for your next date with Megan," I whisper.

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"You need to know how to eat pussy, young man," I tell him, kissing him on the mouth as I direct him towards the door. "And your Aunt Sara is just the person to teach you."

"Really?" he asks, wide-eyed with excitement.

"We can't disappoint Megan, can we?" I ask.

"I love you, Aunt Sara," he says, pulling me into a tight embrace, sending shivers through my loins.

"I love you, too, Jeremy," I say as I push him out the door. "Good night." The combination of sucking Jeremy's dick and listening to his story has gotten me hot again. I consider whether to wake up John but when I return to the bedroom but he's already wide-awake and very angry.

"Jesus, Sara!" John yells. "What the fuck was that?" He's standing naked in my bedroom, his eyes blazing with accusation and his cock standing at attention.

"Um... John... listen..," I have no idea where to begin or how to explain about Jeremy so I just drop the robe off my shoulders and move closer to his naked body, reaching for his hard cock.

"Listen to what?" he says, pushing me away. "I already listened to you giving my son a fucking blowjob!" he yells, grabbing his underwear and hopping around on one foot while he tries to get his other foot through the opening in his jockey shorts.

"He's just a kid!" John yells, tucking his cock into his underwear and pulling on his pants.

"He's eighteen!" I yell back. "Two weeks ago he couldn't even talk to a girl." I'm angry now as tears well up in my eyes. "I'm helping him, damn it! He had a date tonight!"

"Yeah, then came back here for his goodnight blowjob!" he says, zipping his pants up and looping his belt through the buckle. "You're too old for him!"

"I'm eleven years older!" I'm actually crying now and getting angry with myself for not being able to control the tears. "Exactly the same age difference between you and I, John!"

"You're his fucking aunt!" he says as he locates his shoes and socks.

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My mistake!" he says." I didn't know you were some crazy nympho-slut!" he yells, stomping through the living room and slamming the front door. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I throw myself on my bed, sobbing. What started out as the best night of my life has turned into a total fucking nightmare!

I eventually cry myself to sleep, waking up naked, on top of the blanket. What have I done? John's right. I've been nothing but a slut, lusting after my nephew and my brother-in-law. God! I'm such a pervert! I was actually turned on by the idea of doing both of them on the same night. After sucking off Jeremy, I couldn't wait to get back to the bedroom with John.

I brood about it all weekend and finally make up my mind to tell Jenny that I can't go any farther with Jeremy.

"You can't leave him hanging like this," she says, when I've explained to her that I've had second thoughts. "You've got to continue his lessons, Sara," she says." Jeremy will be crushed if you stop now. How will you explain it to him?" she asks, raising one eyebrow and I have to admit she has a point.

"I don't know," I answer, unable to counter her arguments without telling her about John. "Maybe we should just let nature take it's course," I offer feebly. "He and Megan seem like they'll be fine without my help."

"One more week," she pleads. "He needs to build his confidence," she smiles. "And didn't you promise to teach him to eat pussy?" she asks, her smile growing wider as she raises her eyebrows. This is so fucked up! My sister is begging me to let her son eat my pussy.

"I don't know, Jenny," I answer. All weekend I've been thinking about moving out, getting away from John and Jeremy.

"Please, Sara." Jenny begs. "I don't ask you for many things, do I?" she asks rhetorically. "What's one more week?" My older sister has always been able to convince me to do whatever she set her mind on.

"Okay," I concede. "One more week and then he's on his own," I tell her. I'll make sure Jeremy takes Megan places she's never been before. After that, who knows? Maybe I'll move away.

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When Jeremy arrives Monday afternoon I have a diagram of a vagina that I borrowed from the hospital lying on the kitchen table. I figure we'll start with a basic education and then move on to the real stuff later.

"This is dumb," he says as I ask him to name the parts. "I know all this from Sex Ed and the other books I've read." I'm losing patience with his cocky attitude and impulsively jump up from my chair.

"Okay smarty!" I say, unfastening my shorts and pulling them and my panties down in one motion. "Let's see you name these parts," I snap at him as I kick my shorts aside and hop up on the table in front of him.

"J-J-Jesus, Aunt S-S-Sara!" Jeremy says as I scoot my ass over and spread my legs in front of him.

"Just name the fucking parts, Jeremy!" I say, getting angry for no reason as I push my ass forward on the table. Okay, maybe there's a reason but it has nothing to do with Jeremy.

"W-W-Why are you d-d-doing th-th-this?" he asks, looking into my eyes instead of my pussy. "His big, brown eyes searching mine for answers. I reach over and curl my fingers in his hair.

"Let's forget the diagram and use the real thing," I say, softening my voice. "Maybe it was kind of stupid. Do you think you can name the parts?" I smile, my legs still spread-eagle on the table.

"Sure," he says hesitantly as he lowers his eyes. Placing his hands on my inner thighs, he pushes them slightly apart and I can feel the moisture building. "This is the labia," he says, running his finger up the length of one side.

"Mmmmm," I catch my breath as his touch sends shivers through my body. "The outer labia," I correct him as I wait for his next touch.

"Right. Outer labia," he says, continuing to trail his finger up one side and down the other. This is too weird! I can't believe I'm sitting spread-eagle on my kitchen table with my nephew naming the parts of my pussy. I'm doing my best to hold still while his finger continues its exploration.

"This is the inner labia," he says, spreading my lips apart and trailing his finger over the inner folds of my pussy.

"Yesssssss!" I exhale loudly through my teeth. Leaning back on my elbows, I close my eyes and enjoy the pleasurable sensations. "You're doing well," I breathe, spreading my legs a little farther apart. I wonder if this is what my sister had in mind.

"And this is the clit," he says, barely touching it with the tip of his finger.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" I moan as an electrifying jolt surges through my loins. Fuck! I'm so wet, I want him to eat me right here on the table.

"You seem to know the parts," I say, my breath coming in short gasps. "But it's not enough to be able to name them," I tell him as I sit up and scoot off the table, leaving a moist streak on the surface.

"You have to be able to identify them in the dark," I say, taking his hand and leading him into my bedroom.

"With your tongue," I add, smiling as I pull my top over my head, exposing my aroused nipples.

"Like a soldier assembling his weapon blindfolded," he smiles and starts to laugh.

"Exactly!" I laugh with him as I crawl up on my bed and feel the juices oozing from my overheated pussy. "Get undressed, Jeremy," I whisper. "We're going to start with your tongue but we may work on your other weapon later," I smile as I lie down on my back with my legs spread.

"Ohmygod!" he breathes as he tears his clothes off. Crawling up on the bed between my legs, he hesitates a second with his eyes darting between my face and my pussy. "You're the best, Aunt Sara," he says without stuttering as he lowers his face and extends his tongue.

"Ohhhhh! Yeah!" I cry as his warm, wet tongue touches the outer lips of my pussy. "The secret... to good pussy eating... is the teasing," I tell him as my heart rate speeds up and my breathing becomes labored. "Lick all around before you plunge inside," he does as he's told, licking around the inner labia and driving me crazy.

"Just... like... that!" I pant as he seems to take forever to get his tongue near my fiery hole. "When you get to the clit..," I add as I squirm around on the bed trying to align my pussy with his tongue. "Be gentle and lightly suck on it." Fuck! He's either done this before or he's very intuitive.

"Like this?" he asks, flicking his tongue across my love knob.

"Ohhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuucccck!" I moan. "Just like that!" I exhale as he slips his tongue inside my pussy and laps at my flowing juices. Cupping my hands over my tits, I'm rocking my ass in rhythm with his tongue fucking. Every few strokes his tongue finds the tip of my clit sending an orgasmic rush through my body. I stop giving him instructions and just pull my knees up, spread my legs farther apart and soak up the pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhhhh Yeesssss!" I breathe as he sucks my clit into his mouth and gently flicks his tongue across it. "God! That feels so good!" I whisper as I push my pussy against his mouth. It does feel great but something's missing. When John ate me... damn it! I'm not going to let John intrude on this! But it's not as great as it could be...

"Put... your... fingers... in... me," I pant, realizing that he's only stimulating my clit. As good as that feels, it'll feel better.... "Ohhhhh! Fuuuuuccck! That's right!" I thrust my hips toward him as he slides what feels like two fingers into my soaking wet pussy.

"Like this?" he asks, momentarily disengaging his mouth from my clit as he continues to finger fuck my pussy.

"Exactly!" I almost yell. He's pumping his fingers in and out of my soggy pussy, while sucking on my enflamed clit. I'm pushing against him, soaking his face with my juices as my orgasm builds. I grab handfuls of his hair, twisting it around my fingers as I frantically hump his face.

"Aaarrrrgggghhhhhhhh! Ooohhhhhhhhhhh!" My orgasm explodes and I jerk convulsively against his face, releasing a hot flood of fresh cream around his fingers.

"Stop sucking!" I admonish him while pushing his mouth off of my clit. "Just lick the juices around my pussy," I explain more calmly as I try to catch my breath. "Right after an orgasm, the clit is too sensitive," I release his head and collapse back on my bed as I continue my instruction.

"Sorry," he says as he begins lapping up my steadily flowing juices.

God, I needed that! I'd really love his hard cock in my pussy right now. There's nothing like a thick, stiff cock filling your pussy after oral sex. I bet Jeremy's cock is hard as a rock. It would feel so good slamming into my juicy pussy.

Fuck! Be responsible! I've got to teach him about safe sex. I don't have any condoms and I'm sure he doesn't either. I'm on the pill but I'd rather he not even experience raw, unsheathed sex. That's just asking for disaster.

"How did I do, Aunt Sara?" Jeremy asks as he kisses his way up my body. His tongue feels nice, trailing kisses around my naval.

"You learn fast, Jeremy," I say, tousling his hair as he sucks on my hard nipple. "That was very good. Are you sure that was your first time?" I tease.

"You're just a good teacher," he says, nibbling on my nipple as his hard cock grazes my thigh. "Aunt Sara?" he says, lifting his mouth from my tit.

"Uh huh?" I answer as I rock my thigh against his thick cock.

"Are you going to teach me how to fuck?" he asks quietly and I feel his cock responding to what must be the mental image in his brain.

"Yes," I answer. "But not today," I smile as he continues sucking on my tit. "We need to get some condoms," I tell him as I tousle his hair.

"Okay," he says, while moving to my other nipple and licking around the areola. "You have a beautiful body, Aunt Sara," he says, flicking his tongue against my taut nipple.

"Thank you," I whisper as he massages my tit with his hand and rubs his hard cock against my thigh. "When are you and Megan going out again?" I ask, reaching down and wrapping my hand around his swollen cock.

"Friday night," he says, turning on his side to give me better access to his hard-on. I stroke gently up and down the length of it, thinking what a waste not to have it inside me. "I don't know where we're going yet," he says.

"Why don't you bring her here?" I suggest impulsively. "I'll go out and you two can have the apartment to yourself."

"Really?" Jeremy asks, his eyes as big as saucers. "And you'll teach me to fuck before Friday?" he asks as he starts humping his cock against my hand.

"Yes, we can start tomorrow," I tell him as I stroke him more vigorously, turned on by the prospect of fucking my nephew. What the hell, I have his mother's consent!

"I don't deserve you," he says, picking up the pace of his thrusts. Our conversation stops as his cock swells in my hand and his breath comes in quick gasps.
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Lie back," I say as I push him onto his back and kneel next to him. I'm still stroking him as I wrap my lips around his hard cock and twirl my tongue around the head. I pump him in and out of my mouth, bopping my head up and down as I imagine what he'll feel like in my pussy.

"Fuck! Aunt Sara!" he cries as his whole body tenses and he shoots a huge load of salty cum into my mouth. I take several quick swallows, corkscrewing my hand up and down his saliva-coated cock while he continues to spurt. When I've sucked out the last of it, I release my grip and let it plop onto his stomach. Crawling up next to him, I graze my fingers over his chest as he catches his breath.

"How do we get some condoms?" he asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling my cheek against his chest.

"First, I think you need more practice with your tongue," I say, my pussy aching for another release.

"No problem," he says, pulling his arm out and easing me onto my back. "I'd love to taste you again," he smiles, moving down between my legs.

"Turn your body around," I say, getting a sudden urge to suck him while he licks me. "Let's do this sixty-nine style."

"Alright!" he exclaims, exuding the enthusiasm of a virgin who's experiencing everything for the first time. He flips around and straddles my shoulders but after a couple attempts to get a rhythm, I tell him it'll be better if I'm on top.

We roll over, get into position and I grind my horny pussy against his mouth while I suck on his cock. I forego any instruction this time as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment. The room is filled with slurping and sucking sounds as the tension builds inside each of us. Replacing his tongue with his fingers, he sucks my clit into his mouth as I deep throat his recovered cock.

Sliding my wet lips up the length of his shaft, I gasp for breath as his tongue action on my clit releases an explosive orgasm. I flood his face with pussy juice seconds before he starts spewing his hot jism into my mouth. Sealing my lips around his cockhead, I continue to pump him with my hand while I swallow his thick cream and shiver through the residual tremors of my orgasm.

Flipping my leg over his head, I collapse on my back beside him, both of us breathing heavily.

Before he leaves I tell him what kind of condoms to buy and promise to teach him how to use them.

******

"He's bringing Megan to your apartment?" Jenny asks, her eyes wide with enthusiasm. "I wish my boyfriend had an aunt like you when I was in college." It's Tuesday morning and we're at a Starbucks near where Jenny works. She's stirring sugar into her coffee as we talk.

"Yeah, I just need to figure out what to do on Friday night," I say, sipping my herbal tea. I'm foregoing the caffeine so I'll be able to sleep today. I've just finished telling Jenny how well her son ate my pussy but as usual she's jumping ahead to what's next.

"You can hang out with us while Jeremy's at your place," she says and before I can answer she's changes the subject. "You're going to help him be ready for the big event, right?" she asks anxiously.

"I promised, didn't I?" I smile, my pussy twitching at the thought of Jeremy's hard cock filling it up. "He's buying condoms after college today."

"That's fantastic!" she says. "I almost envy you, sis," she says quietly.

"You want to fuck your own son?" I whisper appallingly.

"No, of course not!" she snaps. "But just think of it; a fresh, young, virgin cock. You'll be his first piece of ass, Sara. He'll remember this for the rest of his life!" Her face takes on a dreamy look and I wonder if maybe she doesn't wish she could take my place.

"Do you realize how depraved we are?" I ask, smiling in spite of my concerns.

"Yes but in a good way," she smiles back. "What you've done for Jeremy is nothing short of a miracle! If it wasn't for you... well, I don't want to think about what his life would have been like."

"He'd have eventually figured it out," I assure her, even as I realize that I'm glad he didn't.

"Don't downplay your role, sis," she says. "John and I are extremely grateful for everything you've done," I flinch at the mention of John's name. "I told him about it last night," she smiles. "He was shocked, to say the least." I feel my stomach churn as she continues. "But after I explained it and told him about the progress you were making, he was really impressed."

We sit silent for a few minutes, sipping our drinks. I try to get my brain around what she just told me. John understands? Can this really be true?

"Hey." Jenny interrupts my thoughts. "I just remembered this is John's fishing weekend. He and some friends from work are leaving Friday night. We can have a girls' night while Jeremy and Megan are..." she doesn't finish but I get the idea. Looking at her watch, she stands up and says she has to get back to work. I breathe a sigh of relief as we hug and go our separate ways.

"I'll expect all the details on Friday night," she says over her shoulder.

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them.

******

"He's bringing Megan to your apartment?" Jenny asks, her eyes wide with enthusiasm. "I wish my boyfriend had an aunt like you when I was in college." It's Tuesday morning and we're at a Starbucks near where Jenny works. She's stirring sugar into her coffee as we talk.

"Yeah, I just need to figure out what to do on Friday night," I say, sipping my herbal tea. I'm foregoing the caffeine so I'll be able to sleep today. I've just finished telling Jenny how well her son ate my pussy but as usual she's jumping ahead to what's next.

"You can hang out with us while Jeremy's at your place," she says and before I can answer she's changes the subject. "You're going to help him be ready for the big event, right?" she asks anxiously.

"I promised, didn't I?" I smile, my pussy twitching at the thought of Jeremy's hard cock filling it up. "He's buying condoms after college today."

"That's fantastic!" she says. "I almost envy you, sis," she says quietly.

"You want to fuck your own son?" I whisper appallingly.

"No, of course not!" she snaps. "But just think of it; a fresh, young, virgin cock. You'll be his first piece of ass, Sara. He'll remember this for the rest of his life!" Her face takes on a dreamy look and I wonder if maybe she doesn't wish she could take my place.

"Do you realize how depraved we are?" I ask, smiling in spite of my concerns.

"Yes but in a good way," she smiles back. "What you've done for Jeremy is nothing short of a miracle! If it wasn't for you... well, I don't want to think about what his life would have been like."

"He'd have eventually figured it out," I assure her, even as I realize that I'm glad he didn't.

"Don't downplay your role, sis," she says. "John and I are extremely grateful for everything you've done," I flinch at the mention of John's name. "I told him about it last night," she smiles. "He was shocked, to say the least." I feel my stomach churn as she continues. "But after I explained it and told him about the progress you were making, he was really impressed."

We sit silent for a few minutes, sipping our drinks. I try to get my brain around what she just told me. John understands? Can this really be true?

"Hey." Jenny interrupts my thoughts. "I just remembered this is John's fishing weekend. He and some friends from work are leaving Friday night. We can have a girls' night while Jeremy and Megan are..." she doesn't finish but I get the idea. Looking at her watch, she stands up and says she has to get back to work. I breathe a sigh of relief as we hug and go our separate ways.

"I'll expect all the details on Friday night," she says over her shoulder.

******

By the time Jeremy bursts into my apartment with a twelve pack of condoms, I've been preening for hours. I'm bathed, shaved, powdered and perfumed, wearing a thin satin robe and anxiously anticipating today's lesson.

"Good boy!" I commend him as he shows me his purchase. "We'll need at least a couple of these today," I smile, glancing at his bulging crotch as I lead him into the bedroom.

"Really?" he asks excitedly as I turn towards him and start unbuttoning his shirt. I nod my head and continue to work on his buttons. He shifts from foot to foot, unsure of what he's supposed to do.

"Here's the plan," I tell him as I pull his shirt off his shoulders and toss it over a chair. "Today, we're going to get right to the main event. I don't think either of us needs much foreplay," I squeeze his hard cock for emphasis. He shakes his head in agreement.

"You're going to practice putting on the condoms and getting inside me," I say as I unsnap his jeans and pull them down. My heartbeat increases as I push them to his ankles and he steps out of them. His jockey shorts can barely contain his swollen cock and I run my fingers the length of it as my pussy signals its readiness.

"Mmmmmm," he lets out a soft moan as my hand lingers around his cockhead.

"You probably won't last long the first time," I explain as I slip my fingers inside the elastic waistband, brushing the sides of his erection. "You may not even get all the way in before you start cumming. Don't worry, we'll keep doing it until you get it right!" I smile at him as I pull the elastic out over his cockhead and free his excited cock. I let it fly free as his shorts fall to his feet and he kicks them aside.

"Have you been into your dad's Viagra?" I tease. His cock is larger than I've ever seen it.

"No," he laughs. "I'm just so excited, Aunt Sara," he says without stuttering. Good boy!

"Me too," I confide, sitting on the bed and motioning for him to sit next to me. "I could prevent you from prematurely ejaculating, Jeremy, by getting you off with my hand or my mouth before we fuck," I explain matter-of-factly. "Your dates may not be experienced enough to realize that so we're going to build up your stamina, okay?" My pussy is aching and I really want to just push him back and jump on him but I'm trying to maintain my teacher-pupil demeanor.

"Okay, whatever you say, Aunt Sara." He's breathing hard and starring at my hard nipples pushing out the thin material of my robe. I stand up and drop the robe on the floor. His cock twitches and a bead of precum glistens from the tip. I better speed things up a little, for him and me.

"Do you know how to put the condom on?" I ask as I crawl up on the bed and lie down on my back, spreading my legs. My God! I'm actually going to fuck my nephew. My pussy is slick with anticipation.

"Um... I think so," he says, holding up a single foil package. "You just roll it on, don't you?" he asks.

"That's right," I tell him as I pat the bed next to me. "Lie here next to me like we've been building up to this. When you know the time is right, tear open the package, glance at it so you know you've got the rolls going the correct direction and smooth it down over your cock," I explain. I'm usually the one rolling the condom down the cock but I want him to be able to do it in case his date isn't comfortable.

Jeremy lies on his side facing me, his hard cock brushing my thigh and sending shivers through my wet pussy. I watch him fumble with the small package.

"Just take your time," I tell him, not really meaning it. "We've got three days of practice before your date," I remind him. He gets the condom out, tossing the wrapper on the floor. We'll discuss that later. He leans back, awkwardly positioning the circular shape over his cockhead and rolling it down the sides.

"Got it!" he exclaims triumphantly as he turns back to me, waiting for more instruction.

"Now focus, young Jedi knight," I smile. "Nothing spoils the moment faster than you jabbing your light saber all around trying to find the opening," I tease. "Position yourself over me and use your hand to guide it right between my pussy lips," I tell him. "When you're more experienced you won't need to guide it with your hand but for now you better play it safe."

"Like this?" he asks, positioning himself between my wide-spread legs. With one hand on the bed for balance, he uses his other hand to angle his cock towards its target. Fuck! This is it! I feel his sheathed cockhead brush against my moist labia.

"Mmmmm," I try to remain passive so he can get this right. "Exactly like that," I whisper as he glides his cock between my lips. "Don't try to push it all in at once," I tell him as he pulls his hand out from between us and settles his chest against my tits. "Short in and out plunges will help your partner adjust to your size and make it more pleasurable for both of you," I tell him as my pussy welcomes the long awaited invasion.

"Damn, Aunt Sara!" Jeremy gasps, reminding me of his father as he pushes his lips to mine. My pussy is on fire! That's it! No more instruction. I squeeze his ass as I arch my back and thrust my pussy upward.

"Ohhhhh!" I sigh as his cock penetrates the depths of my enflamed pussy.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Jeremy is panting. "It's so... hot and... and... Oh! Fuck!" he jerks spasmodically and then collapses on my chest.

I caress his muscular ass as my pussy screams its displeasure to my brain. I tell myself to patiently wait for round two, promising my pussy a more fulfilling experience.

"Sorry," he smiles sheepishly as his breathing returns to normal. His cock is still filling my anxious pussy and doesn't seem to have diminished any.

"Nothing to be sorry for, sweetie," I tell him, brushing his hair from his eyes. "I told you this would happen," I smile. "Besides, I seem to remember that you always cum twice," I say, wiggling my hips around.

"That's right!" he beams. "What do I... um... how do I... you know?" This is that awkward, discard the condom, moment that everyone hates.

"Just ease out of me," I tell him. "The gentlemanly thing to do is to go into the bathroom, wrap tissue around the condom and then pull it off and dispose of it in the wastebasket." He's already pulling out before I finish talking.

"Make sure it's completely wrapped in tissue so it doesn't make a mess," I call after him, lying back and moving my hand to my clit. Fuck! This has got to be the weirdest sex I've ever had. But there is something extremely arousing about his wide-eyed discovery of how it feels to fuck. Mmmmm. I'll just help this along a little.

"Should I just put another one on?" he asks as he walks back into the bedroom with his cock jutting out in front of him.

"Are you ready to go again?" I ask excitedly, pulling my fingers from my dripping pussy.

"Sure," he answers, sitting on the bed and opening another package. He rolls it over his cock like he's been doing it for years and then climbs up over me, pausing to suck my aching nipples before positioning his cock against my splayed open lips.

"That last one didn't count," he smiles as he glides his cock into my steamy cunt. "This one's for you Aunt Sara," he says, plunging deep into my cavernous opening and grinding his pelvic bone against my clit.

"Yes!" I moan, wrapping my arms around him and pulling his mouth to mine. After a few awkward thrusts, he picks up a rhythm and I'm moving right with him. Now, this is fucking! My pussy once again is ignited in fiery pleasure, oozing creamy lubricant all up and down his pistoning cock.

"Oh yeah!" I pant. "So good!... sooo good!... soo... fucking... good!" I breathe each word on the downward thrust of his cock. My pussy is electrified, sending pleasure surges throughout my whole body as I suck his tongue into my mouth and scbang my nails across his back.

"Mmmpppphhhhh." Muffled moans echo through our mouths as our rhythm increases and he slams into me with a renewed vigor. My pussy is so hot it's melting. I can't feel the physical presence of it, just the immense pleasure building through the lower half of my body reaching towards the final summit.

"Oh fuuuucccck!" I scream, breaking the kiss as my orgasm builds. I tighten my arms around him as he drives me to the crest. He's driving me crazy. There is nothing I can do except hold on hoping he'll last a few seconds more!

"So close... so close... so fucking close!" I gasp for breath as he takes me over the top. "Yeeeeeeeeeessssssssss!" I clamp my legs around his body, gripping his cock like a hot, slippery vice! The pleasure radiates through my body and I shake uncontrollably, barely aware of his release until he collapses on top of me.

"Arrrggghhhhhh!" he groans, his cock convulsing inside my quivering pussy. His mouth finds mine and we kiss passionately while riding out the sensual aftershocks of our intense coupling. Our sweat soaked chests heave against each other forcing us to break our kiss and gasp for air.

"That.. was... indescribable," he says, looking questioningly into my eyes.

"Explosive," I whisper, unable to find the strength to talk.

"Really?" he asks, hoping I'm not just saying it.

"You'll definitely be invited back." I almost laugh as his smile spreads across his face. He starts to ease out of me and I pull him back in.

"Not yet," I sigh, pulling him down on top of me. "Girls like to savor the feeling for a while," I explain. "With a condom, you don't want to wait too long but we don't like it if you pull out too quickly."

"Okay," he says, settling back down on me and kissing my neck. His chest pressing against my sensitive nipples triggers a spasm in my pussy and I swear I feel his cock stirring again.

"Save some for tomorrow," I tell him. "I have to work tonight," I say, slapping his ass playfully as we start to kiss again.

"Oh shit!" he says, breaking the kiss and the blissful mood. "I can't tomorrow, Aunt Sara," he groans. "My guidance counselor scheduled some scholarship interviews for me. They've been scheduled for months. I have to go to them."

"Of course you do!" I tell him. "That's more important!" I say, surprising myself by how disappointed I am. "Not more fun," I add, squeezing my pussy muscles around his spent cock. "But definitely more important."

"I'm sorry, Aunt Sara," he says. "I forgot all about it."

"Don't worry," I smile. "We'll just have to work extra hard on Thursday. We'll have a complete run through; a dress rehearsal for your date."

"Or an undress rehearsal," he laughs.

"An undress rehearsal it is!" I laugh with him. "We can role play the entire date starting from when we get to the apartment," I tell him. "Have you talked to Megan about coming here?"

"Yeah, I talked to her today," he smiles. "She's even more excited than I am, if that's possible. She doesn't even want to go to a movie or anything, she wants to just spend the entire evening here," he says, his voice reflecting his disbelief at his good fortune.

"That's great!" I tell him. "I don't work Thursday night so we can do the undressing, the foreplay, the oral sex... the whole enchilada!" My pussy comes alive thinking about the endless possibilities that Thursday night presents. Damn! Wish I didn't have to work tonight!

*****

Wednesday seems to last a week. Without Jeremy's visit to look forward to, I sleep late, take a leisurely bath and go into work early. I'm distracted throughout my shift with ideas for Thursday night. I want Jeremy to give Megan not only the best sex she's ever had but also the best sex she's ever likely to have. I decide she needs to have at least four mind-blowing orgasms, two oral and two fucking. Of course, Jeremy will have to practice this on me Thursday night! Maybe four isn't enough...

On Thursday, I meet Jeremy at the door, wearing a button up blouse, a pleated skirt and my most conservative bra and panties. We get into character and act like we've just arrived. When he closes the door, I pull him into my arms and kiss him eagerly like I think Megan might do.

"This is great that your aunt let you use her apartment," I tell him, staying in character.

"Yeah," he smiles. "She's pretty special," he says, leading me into the living room. "Do you want anything to drink?" he asks. "My aunt usually has cokes and stuff."

"No," I shake my head. "I just want you."

"Do you want to go into the bedroom?" he asks, and then abruptly breaks character. "This is weird, Aunt Sara," he complains.

"Okay, let's skip all this stuff," I agree, leading him into the bedroom.

"Do you want to give Megan a night of mind-blowing sex?" I ask, turning to face him just inside my bedroom.

"Sure," he says, his face beaming with excitement.

"I'm going to tell you exactly how to do that," I smile. "Foreplay first," I tell him. "Lots of kissing and touching before you get undressed. Then you gradually undress her, complimenting each part of her body as you slowly unveil it." He's starring intently at me like he's memorizing a formula. Maybe he is.

"Really tease her tits. Suck her nipples until they're hard and sensitive. You're good at that," I compliment him and his smile gets brighter. "Then kiss your way down her body and devour her pussy. Eat her all the way to orgasm and then lick all around her pussy and her upper thighs until she's ready to go again." I look right into his eyes. "This is important, you eat her to orgasm again. Don't let her talk you into fucking her until you've given her at least two orgasms with your tongue, understand?" I ask like there's going to be a test.

"Eat her through two orgasms, got it!" he smiles like a kid going to Disneyland.

"After the second oral orgasm, you slip on the condom and slide up inside of her. She'll be out of her mind with desire and you'll drive her to another orgasm." I pause to give him a chance to digest what I've told him. My pussy is aching to get started. All this talk of multiple orgasms is getting me very horny.

"Since you've only cum once, you'll be ready to go again as soon as you ditch the condom and reload for round two," I tell him. "What do you think?" He looks at me with a twinkle in his eye.

"I think I've got it," he says. "It's all about her. I pleasure her first and then my pleasure will be that much better," he says.

"Exactly," I answer, hugging him. "You are so smart!" I say, running my hands up and down his back.

"Just to make sure though, we better practice, Aunt Sara," he smiles mischievously.

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear," I tell him as he lowers his mouth to mine and we start kissing. Somehow he maneuvers me onto the bed without breaking the kiss and we're lying next to each other kissing when he starts fondling my tits through my blouse.

Jeremy follows every instruction to the letter. He spends a lot of time with my tits, fondling them through my clothes before unbuttoning my blouse and caressing them through my bra. When he finally removes my bra, I'm dying for him to suck my nipples

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Your breasts are beautiful," he says, remembering to compliment my body as he squeezes my soft globes. "I especially love your nipples," he whispers, lowering his mouth to my left tit. "They're so responsive," he says, sucking my hard nipple into his mouth. God! I feel like such a slut! I'm naked from the waist up and he's completely dressed.

"Mmmmmmm," I pull his face tighter against my tit. This kid is amazing! He's getting everything right! He takes his time sucking my nipples, sending shivers through my body when he flicks his tongue across them.

"I want to see you naked," he whispers, just as I'm about to suggest he move on. Fuck! He's even reading the signals correctly. He leaves a trail of kisses down my stomach as he locates the zipper on the side of my skirt and pulls it down. I lift my ass off the bed so he can slide my skirt over my hips and then I raise my feet up so he can remove it completely.

With my skirt gone, I spread my legs and watch Jeremy kneel on the bed between my thighs. Nuzzling his face against the front of my white panties, he traces my pussy lips with his tongue. The material is pretty wet already from my aroused pussy and he can probably taste me right through my panties.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" I sigh as he licks my pussy lips and uses his tongue to push the thin material between them. He continues licking my covered pussy as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly rolls them down. God! He's amazing! I've never felt anything like this. I'm pushing my pussy against his mouth as he rolls my panties past his tongue and I feel the warm licking directly against my bare pussy lips.

"Ohhhhhh! Fuuuuuuccck!" I moan loudly as his tongue penetrates my pussy and grazes my clit. Jeremy has my panties around my upper thighs and his tongue buried in my hot pussy. He can't get the panties any lower unless I close my legs and that's the last thing I want to do. I grab handfuls of his hair as I buck my pussy against his talented mouth.

"Don't stop!" I yell as he pulls his face back from my burning snatch.

"Sorry," he says, leaning back and stripping my panties off. "I had to get rid of these," he smiiles, before diving back into my pussy.

"Ohhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhh!" I exclaim, entwining my fingers in his hair and bucking my ass off the bed as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pumps two fingers into my enflamed pussy.

"Oh God!" I moan. "Don't stop! That's exactly it, Jeremy," I yell. "Don't... fucking... stop!" I'm out of control, thrashing around on the bed, thrusting my pussy against his face as my orgasm approaches its peak. His tongue feels so fucking good. My pussy is sending electric pulses throughout my body. I've got his head in my hands and I'm literally fucking his face.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! AaaaaarrrgggghhhhHHHHH!" I explode in a thunderous pleasure rush, flooding his face with my lava-like cream as my body convulses in jerky spasms. I feel his tongue lapping at my juices as my body shivers through several more orgasmic waves of pleasure.

"Oh fuck!" I breath, collapsing back on the bed as Jeremy licks my upper thighs and around my pussy mound. My tits rise and fall with my heavy breathing as I gasp for air.

I've barely recovered when Jeremy pushes my thighs up and spreads them wider apart. I feel his tongue licking along the tiny corridor between my pussy and my ass. I pull my knees up giving him easier access and mentally willing him to lick my asshole. He doesn't disappoint!

"Ohhhhhh!" I moan encouragingly as Jeremy moistens my crinkled rear opening with his tongue. Pulling my knees against my tits, I rock back and forth as he licks from my asshole to my pussy. He grazes my clit with his tongue before moving back down and licking my puckered asshole again. It feels so good; I want his mouth in both places at once.

"Ohhhhh! God!" I moan louder as his tongue journeys up to my pussy again barely making contact with my sensitive clit.

"I think she likes it," he smiles as he lowers his mouth and reams my back opening with his wet tongue.

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tongue.

"I love it!" I tell him as he lingers at my asshole, spreading my cheeks apart with his thumbs and pushing his tongue into the narrow opening. I've never had a cock back there but I love having my asshole teased with a finger or a tongue. Like he's reading my mind, he replaces his tongue with a finger while licking his way up to my clit.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!" I yell as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pushes what feels like his thumb into my soggy pussy. With his finger in my ass and his thumb in my pussy, he rocks his hand back and forth while sucking on my clit. Where did he learn this shit? Another orgasm is building in seconds.

"Oh yeah! Play with my tits!" I pant as he starts mauling my tits with his other hand. He grabs my nipples, pinching and twisting while he continues to finger fuck both openings and suck on my clit. Incredibly pleasurable sensations are pulsating through my body. My orgasm is building and I'm at his mercy. I can't move! He's doing everything!

"Oh God!... Oh Fuck!... Oh Jeremy!" he picks up the rhythm of his finger fucking and flicks his tongue across my clit. "Ohhhhhmmmyyyygod!" I scream as the damn bursts and I flood his hand with my juices. Extracting his finger from my ass before pulling his thumb from my pussy, he starts lapping at my gushing stream of juice. I shiver through several more orgasmic waves and then fall back panting as I dissolve into the bed.

I'm barely conscious of his tongue at my naval as he plants kisses all over my body. When he gets to my face he hesitates until I pull him close and shove my tongue in his mouth, tasting my poignant flavor. I want to devour him as I lick my flavor from the inside of his cheeks and suck his tongue into my mouth.

I feel him slide his hand between us and then he's inside me, his hard cock filling my torrid pussy. Oh fuck!

"The condom?" I whisper breathlessly, momentarily breaking our kiss.

"It's on," he says as he starts rhythmically pumping in and out and I plunge my tongue back into his mouth, wondering when he had time to do that.

His rigid cock is massaging my sensitive pussy walls with each thrust, stoking the embers of my prior orgasms and building a fire so hot that my whole body feels like it's melting.

"Oh God! Aunt Sara," he says, pulling his mouth from mine. "You feel so fucking good!" he pants as he slams his cock into my liquefied hole. I stare into his gorgeous brown eyes; unexpectedly conscious of how tightly my arms and legs are wrapped around him and how frantically he's pounding into me. My pleasure is almost constant as tiny electrical pulses surge through my body on each downward stroke of his cock.

"I'm cumming!" he announces, his face contorted into a painful grimace as he approaches his long awaited release. I rock with him, my pussy drenching his sheathed cock as it jerks uncontrollably inside of me. Instead of exploding, my orgasm seems to ooze out of me and I continue shivering and spasming long after he's collapsed on my chest.

"My God, Jeremy!" I whisper. "You are incredible!" I proclaim. "Licking me through my panties and then with your finger in my ass. Where did all that come from?" I ask as I stroke his damp hair and kiss his forehead.

"The panties were an accident," he says. "I impulsively started licking through the wet material and then I couldn't figure out what to do with them," he smiles sheepishly. "The ass part, I read in a book," he admits. "Was it okay to do that without asking?" he now asks.

"It was more than okay, which I think you already figured out," I say. "I came harder than I've ever cum, Jeremy," I tell him honestly. "You were wonderful."

"I didn't know what to do about kissing you after I'd had my tongue inside your pussy," he admits. "Should I kiss Megan after I eat her?" he asks.

"Definitely," I tell him. "I find it incredibly erotic but Megan will tell you if she feels differently. Just assume it's okay unless she tells you otherwise," I smile. His cock is still inside my pussy and I savor the feeling as my body slowly stops quivering.

"Ready for me to change the condom?" he asks, leaning up and looking at me expectantly.

"Oh God, Jeremy. I don't know how much more I can take," I laugh as his brown eyes seem to plead with me. "Go change the condom," I tell him, playfully slapping his ass. "I did tell you to eat twice and fuck twice, didn't I?"

"Yes you did!" he says exuberantly as he slides his spent cock from my soggy pussy and heads into the bathroom. I lie back, blissfully aware of a pleasant tingling sensation throughout my entire body. I drift into an erotic dreamlike state which is interrupted too soon when I feel Jeremy climb back up on the bed.

Once again demonstrating an expertise beyond his age and experience, he doesn't plunge right into me. Kneeling between my legs, he leans forward, planting soft kisses all over my torso. Gradually moving his lips towards my breasts, he gently lies on top of me with his stomach pressing against the swamp that used to be my pussy.

As Jeremy starts licking around the sides of my breasts, I'm shocked at how good it feels. I'm surprised my tits haven't melted away like the lower half of my body. I moan softly and run my fingers through his hair as he circles my breasts with his tongue, spending extra time licking the crevice between them. When he finally approaches my nipples, they are fully erect and anxious to be sucked. He teases a while longer, licking the areolas and running his tongue across the taut nipples before he sucks one into his mouth.

"Mmmmmm," I murmur my appreciation as he sucks and nibbles my sensitive nipple. He alternates between my tits, stimulating the nipples until they start sending erotic pulses to my pussy. By the time he kisses my neck, I'm rocking my hips back and forth against his stomach. God! My pussy is ready to be fucked again!

Lifting himself up on his elbows, he looks down at my face with a twinkle in his eyes and glides his fully recovered cock into my saturated tunnel. In one slow, steady movement he burrows into me until his pelvic bone pushes against my mound. With my hand behind his head, I pull his lips to mine as he starts slowly rocking back and forth, grinding against my pussy.

My body seems to materialize from nowhere, wrapping itself around him as my pussy envelops his cock in a tight embrace. Damn! I didn't think I could get any more aroused but his cock filling my pussy as his pelvis grinds against my clit is pushing me to new heights.

"You... are... doing... everything... right!" I breathe, kissing his warm lips between each word. My pussy is alive! It hasn't melted away but it is on fire again! I buck against him as I grab his ass cheeks and urge him on.

"Harder!" I pant. "Fuck me harder, Jeremy!" I pull him into me as I thrust up to meet him.

"Faster! Harder!" I scream as he jackhammers his cock into my smoldering pussy. He's breathing hard and I don't think he's going to get me where I'm going. Not like this. I drop my legs down next to his, grab him around the shoulders and push up with one foot, flipping us over so I'm on top. It worked! I didn't lose him. Sitting up, I settle onto his hard cock and smile down at him.

"My turn to do all the work," I tell him as his smile stretches across his entire face. "You play with these," I say, lifting my tits and giving them a squeeze. He immediately complies, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh as I start rocking back and forth on his glorious cock!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" I moan as I pick up the rhythm, frantically bouncing up and down on him. I'm in control now and I'm giving my pussy a real thrashing.

"Ohhh! Fuck! Aunt Sara!" Jeremy wails as my pussy slams down around his swollen cock. He's pinching my nipples and trying to keep my tits from bouncing off my chest as I ride him like a bucking bronco!

I momentarily flash on John's face and how he looked the first time I rode his cock. It was the first time I rode any cock. I lost my virginity to him and now his son has lost his virginity to me. Seems like we've come full circle. Jeremy has his hands on my hips, thrusting into me just like his daddy did.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuuccccccck!" I scream as my orgasm thunders through my body, releasing a flood of juices onto Jeremy's hard cock. He keeps bouncing me on his cock as shivers of pleasure pulsate from my quivering pussy.

"Aaaaarrrrrrggggghhhhhhh!" Jeremy thrusts into me one final time, pulling me down on top of him as his cock erupts in jerky spasms inside my satiated pussy. My mouth finds his and I push my tongue between his lips as my hard nipples dig into his chest. With his arms around my back, he holds me against him until our orgasms subside.

"Damn, Aunt Sara!" Jeremy breaks the silence. "I never thought it would be like this!" he says. "It's a hundred times better than any fantasy I've ever imagined."

"You are going to take Megan places she's never even imagined," I reply, kissing him lightly on the mouth. He's certainly taken me farther than I ever thought he would.

"I hope so," he says quietly. "Aunt Sara?" he says hesitantly.

"What is it, Jeremy?" I ask, leaning up to look him in the eyes. Those gorgeous eyes!

"Um... am I still going to be able to... um?" He's not stuttering but he's sure having trouble getting the words out. "I mean... are we still... um... you know, going to be able to keep doing this?" he asks, looking at me hopefully.

"Well..." I start, uncertain about what's the right answer. "This was your graduation, Jeremy. You've successfully graduated from the Aunt Sara college of Sex!" I exclaim, trying to lighten the mood.

"ASSS!" he laughs. I hadn't even considered the acronym. "So TIT and ASSS!" he laughs and his smile spreads across his entire face. I laugh with him and our bodies shake the bed.

"You better take care of the condom," I tell him as I ease my soggy pussy off his limp cock and roll onto the bed beside him. He scoots to the other side of the bed and gets up.

I ponder his question while he's in the bathroom. Is this going to continue? Now that we've fucked, will Jenny encourage a continuing sexual relationship? I start thinking about other things I could teach him, other positions we could explore. And where does John fit into this whole thing now that he knows what's going on? I've yet to come to a conclusion when Jeremy returns to the bedroom.

"I know you just needed some time to think about it," he says, crawling up on the bed next to me. God! He is smart beyond his years! "I know what we're doing is probably wrong," he adds, brushing hair from my eyes and running his hand over my bare shoulder. "But we're consenting adults, Aunt Sara. We should be able to do whatever we want," he says as his hand moves down to my chest and caresses my breast.

"Let's see how things go with Megan tomorrow night," I tell him, wondering if he'll still want to be with me after he's had sex with someone his own age. "If you still want to continue this, I suppose we could develop some sort of alumni program," I tease.

"I love you, Aunt Sara!" he says, laughing. "No matter what happens tomorrow night, I'd love to be part of your alumni program," he says, kissing me.

We lie there naked on my bed, talking for another hour or so working out all the details regarding his date with Megan. I promise clean sheets and towels while he decides to leave the condoms in the nightstand drawer.

God! It feels so natural being here with him. I don't want him to leave. It's after eleven when I reluctantly send him home and fall into a wonderfully blissful, post-coital sleep.

*****

Friday night, I leave my apartment unlocked and walk up the sidewalk to the main house. I'm excited for Jeremy and surprisingly looking forward to spending the evening with my big sister. When we were growing up she always took care of me. Being ten years older than I am, she frequently babysat me when our parents were out. I've always looked up to her and she's always been there for me.

When I walk into her kitchen, I can't help but laugh because we are wearing identical outfits; white shorts and red halter-tops. She has a pitcher of margaritas ready and is preparing taco meat.

"Well, I guess we know what the uniform of the day is," I laugh as she hands me my drink. It's a large margarita glass with the rim salted.

"Hi Sara," she says, smiling at our choice of clothing. "Do you mind grating the cheese while I finish with the meat?" I take a sip of the margarita and it's delicious.

"No problem," I tell her, going to the fridge and getting the cheddar cheese. "This is good!" I compliment her on the margarita.

"It's a new recipe that John got from someone at work," she smiles. "Too bad he's not here to enjoy it," she laughs.

"More for us!" I declare, taking a big gulp and breathing a sigh of relief that John isn't here. I don't think I'm ready to deal with him yet.

We're on our second pitcher of margaritas and just finishing dinner when Jenny first mentions Jeremy.

"I wonder if they're at your house yet," she says, using a tortilla to wipe up the salsa and cheese left on her plate.

"I think he was picking her up at seven so I imagine they've been there a little while," I answer, getting up from the table and rinsing my plate in the sink.

By the time we clear the table, fill the dish washer and move into the living room, Jenny has mentioned Jeremy several more times.

"So what do you think they're doing, now?" she asks for the third time in half an hour. We're on our third pitcher of margaritas and I'm getting pretty buzzed but I wonder about her fixation on her son's date.

"For the third time, I don't know what they're doing!" I snap at her. "I told you what happened Thursday night and I'm guessing that if Megan is willing, he's following the same sequence."

"Well aren't we touchy," she smiles. "Anyone would think you're jealous." We talked earlier about my experience with her son on Thursday night. She was very interested in how good the sex was and asked several questions about how his cock felt inside of me. I assured her that he could hold his own with the best of them.

"Oh, please!" I answer but she's closer to the mark than I want to admit.

"We should have put a camera in your bedroom!" she says as we're sitting in the living room flipping TV channels, her wide eyes reflecting the amount of alcohol she's consumed.

"A camera?" I ask. "What are you talking about?" I laugh but she's serious. "What would we do, just tell them to ignore the video camera sitting here on a tripod?" I ask, finishing my umpteenth margarita.

"No," she says, seriously. "We could put a wireless camera on the dresser and they'd never even notice it," she says, matter-of-factly. "We'll do it next time," she declares. "You can invite them to use your apartment again next week". I can't believe what I'm hearing. She wants to video her son having sex with his girlfriend. And I thought I was perverted!

"Where are we going to get a camera like that?" I ask, trying to dissuade her through simple logistics. She looks at me for a minute before responding.

"Come with me," she says quietly, getting off the couch and leading the way into her bedroom. I follow her, wondering what she's going to show me. She walks over to her dresser and picks up a small plastic ball with a tiny opening on the side.

"Look at this," she says, handing it to me. "Do you think they would notice one of these sitting on your dresser?" she asks, mischievously. I look at the object in my hand.

"This is a camera?" I ask.

"Yes!" she says excitedly. "And it's wireless!" she exclaims. "We could watch it from John's computer" she is serious about watching Jeremy and Megan fuck! And she's treating me like a co-conspirator! I'm speechless until another thought enters my alcohol-clouded brain.
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