My Jealous, Lazy, Sexy Aunt : Part 6 [Incest]
– 12:44 AM (5/18/21)
I awoke to the smell of burning food. I was alone in the bed having had the best orgasm of my life. Given to me by my Aunt. Saying it in my head didn’t feel weird at all. Good sign. I put my underwear back on and made a quick pit stop to my room for some clothes. Noticing the bedside clock read past noon, I half expected Auntie to be at work by now. It was a happy surprise to see her blundering lunch in the kitchen instead. “Ha!” She said while catching notice of me after she failed to pull a hot lasagna tray out the oven. Auntie smiled and put her hands on her sexy waist. “Who needs the break now? Brat.” Wearing one of Luna’s smaller aprons, Auntie went back to battle with the lasagna. “Need help Auntie?” I asked from the other side of the kitchen counter. “I’m not an idiot Charley, I can manage lasagna.” “I can see that.” I responded. “In the first cabinet to your left there’s oven mitts.” Without saying a word and being as quick as possible, Auntie grabbed the mitts and tossed the dish on the stove top. “All in a day’s work!” she yelled triumphantly.
“Speaking of work..” I said, rounding the kitchen counter. “What time do yo–” It was hard to tell from behind the counter, but Auntie had no clothes under her apron. “What time do I what?” She asked while turning around to face the lasagna. With so much focus on Aunties tits I haven’t had time to admire her other assets. Plump jello-like cheeks jiggled with every movement Auntie made against the lunch. They did a terrible job of hiding her sweet spots. Shadows made it hard to tell, but her lips were still visibly swollen from her previous orgasm. I took them as landing strip lights. Auntie screamed and dropped her knife on the counter when my nose made contact with her asshole. Her post orgasm scent still lingered even there. My tongue made contact with lower lips just as Auntie grabbed my hair. I felt a sharp pain from digging fingernails, praying she would let me linger a second more. My prayers were answered.
– 12:50 AM (5/18/21)
The lasagna was getting cold while Auntie began fondling her breasts. We had moved to the couch now. Thankfully I ripped off Aunties apron in my horny furry and thought to use it as a towel. Saliva, both hers and mine, coated the both of us. Auntie’s juices were leaking out onto my tongue like a broken pipe now. Squeals and cries of all sorts exited her other lips. I wasn’t concerned with those at the moment. Auntie was in the middle of one of these cries when I stopped. “W…What’s wrong baby?” I thought I heard a car door but… *DING DONG*. I looked at Auntie’s questioning expression before a voice brought my attention to the door. “Charley.. Are you there?” Luna, it just had to be Luna. “I think I left some stuff in my room, can I come in?” I returned my gaze back to Auntie’s face only to witness it turn dead pale.
Reason escaped my mind while courage and lust rushed to replace it. If I let her in, even just a little, everything might fall apart. “You can’t come in!” I answered, while leading myself and Auntie to the front door. “What are you doing!!!” Auntie whispered. I hope you understand soon, Auntie. I placed Auntie against the door and shoved her back into it with a kiss. The noise must have startled Luna because she spoke up again. “Charley, what’s wrong. I just–” “Fuuuuuu!” My finger slid inside without issue. My free hand wanted to grab Auntie’s breast but her mouth needed covering. “I know you left that stuff on purpose, Luna.” I spoke to Luna, but my eyes and attention were glued to Auntie. “You think you’re smart but tell me, would a smart girl need to sleep with her professor?” Auntie’s eyes widened at my question while her hole became tighter. “Nuuuuuuuu!” she cried. Aunties nectar was pouring out into a puddle on the floor. “Charley, please! Is someone there with you?” There it was. My moment. “Cum for me.” Auntie’s eyes rolled as my fingers groped her flesh. “Would you really want to know, Luna?” Auntie gripped my shoulders tightly as her squirt began to bathe my lower forearm. I dropped my hand from Auntie’s mouth and reached for the doorknob.
*This story is entirely fictional.*
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