My Jealous, Lazy, Sexy Aunt : Part 3 [Incest]

– 8:05 AM (5/18/21)

“Sorry, I didn’t mean…” She was having a hard time getting the strap over now that the bra padding became stuck under her breast. “I’m sorry I.. I can’t.” I quickly grabbed a kitchen towel and handed it to her. As she reached for it, she undoubtedly saw my erection poking through my boxers. At this moment, I couldn’t care less. When I handed Aunt Liz the towel she put it to her face rather than her breast. Considering how loud she usually is, I didn’t expect her to be a soft crier. “I’m so sorry Charley, I’m…” I helped her up to her feet while saying, “You have nothing to be sorry about. Mistakes happen.” She looked at me but just as quickly turned away, finally able to adjust her bra over herself . Without turning back she spoke. “You said it yourself, that I’m going through a bit of a rough patch.” She wasn’t crying anymore but she still held onto the towel. “Why did I ever think you and I could…” “Could what?” I said half already knowing the answer.

“I’m sick in the head Charley, you know why.” I couldn’t take it any more. Some things just need to be said out loud. “Do you really like me?” I asked. “I’m an idiot, I thought that if I teased you.” She began to squeeze the towel still in her hand while gripping the kitchen counter with the other. “I thought that since we both can’t pick em’ for shit.” She began to trail off. “If I just wear her stuff we…” “How long have you… had feelings like this?” I asked. “Since you told me you can’t keep a girlfriend, whenever that was.” She still couldn’t face me completely, so I turned her face to mine. “You know why I can’t hold down a girlfriend? It’s because I can never make the first move.” She was about to respond before my lips collided with hers. Greedily she scratched my shoulder blades with her nails while I held her face to mine with my hands. I only let go of the kiss when she began pulling away. “Are you sure you want this?” She asked with hope shining in her eyes. I looked deeply into them, smiled, and said, “I’m free this weekend, and I’m willing to try.”

– 9:45 PM (5/18/21)

After getting dressed, Aunt Liz and I took our time explaining ourselves over pancakes and coffee. Apparently she really has been thinking about me since she found out about our shared bad taste. Her plan was half baked and boiled down to simple seduction. She would tease and ‘please’ me over the course of several days through whatever means necessary until even the taboo of it all couldn’t hold me back. It took all my willpower to not facepalm for denying myself that pleasure. As it turns out though, it’s hard to seduce your nephew when you’re tripping over your own feelings constantly. Things escalated for Aunt Liz almost immediately when she met Luna. I couldn’t get her to use the word herself, but her jealousy left her feeling inadequate to Luna’s younger physique.

As outrageous as that thinking might be, Aunt Liz was dead serious. So serious that she was willing to imitate Luna as much as possible. Despite not admitting to jealousy she was willing to admit to the trait of laziness. This was only with the preface that she was clearly trying to be a good house guest, with leftover pizza as evidence. All I could really admit to myself was simple perverse attraction, which left Aunt Liz in another blush. She ended our conversation with one more admittance. Aunt Liz explained that, while on the kitchen floor, she felt like she failed her last chance at a decent relationship, even if it was one with her own nephew. I don’t always know when to speak, but I can see when someone needs reassurance “Glad we got that cleared up.” I said while standing. “It would seem that the two of us more or less want the same thing from each other.” Aunt Liz stood herself and took her dish to the sink. “Does that mean you still want to.. Try.” I slowly grabbed her hand and held it in my own. “Liz, at this point, what other choice do we have?” She seemed to really think about my question for a moment before responding. “You called me Liz.” She said with a sad smile. “If this is going to last it has the real deal, no filter.” She quickly grabbed my hand tight and led me to her bedroom. She looked back, turning her lips into one of her smirks before saying, “This is what it is kiddo, call me Auntie.”

*This story is entirely fictional. Thanks for all the support!*

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