Aunt Grace

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OOC: Kyle Parker. 18 and 4 days old. 5'10. 160. Brown hair. Grey eyes.



"Guess what?" Mom said, peeking her head in the doorway. "I just heard from my baby sister. She's going to fly in for your party."
"Aunt Grace?" I asked, unable to keep the surprise out of my voice. She had always been my favorite aunt, but I hadn't seen her in over......
Had it really been six years?
"It's a special occasion," she said. "Her only nephew is turning 18."
I'm already 18, Mom," I pointed out.
"But the party isn't until this weekend," she countered. "Until then, you're still my little boy....."

She ducked when I playfully threw a pillow at her. Then she walked away.

God.
Aunt Grace.
I couldn't believe how happy I was at the thought of seeing her again. She was a lot younger than my Mom. She was......
26? 27? One or the other.
I could still remember how pretty I thought she was.
I wondered if she had changed.
I know I had.
Thinking about my aunt made my sweatpants swell.
But thinking about anyone of the opposite sex made my sweatpants swell.
There wasn't anything wrong with that.
Was there?
 
Aunt Grace:

I walked out of the airport, half-expecting my beloved nephew to turn up even though I meant for my landing to be secret. Checking my bag for the upteenth time, I made sure the present I specially brought for him was still there and intact. I was sure he would love it.

Reaching out, I flagged at an empty cab, and got in rather excitedly...

OOC: hey...no idea where my post is going...just thought I would write...can always ignore this...;)
 
The doorbell rang and I yelled "I'll get it...."
Then I remembered Mom and Dad were out running errands, and I was the only one who could get it. I laughed and got up.

I opened the door and there she was.

"Aunt Grace?" I said, both stunned and elated. "You weren't supposed to be here until Friday...."

We stood grinning like fools for a few seconds before she opened her arms to me. We hugged, and I had to admit she felt wonderful to hold.

She was every bit as beautiful as I remembered.
More so, in fact.
I was remembering her through a boy's eyes.
Now I saw her for the first time as a man.
And I liked what I saw.
 
Grace:

As we hugged, for the first time I felt my full 38D's crushed against his now firm and muscular chest. I was no longer with my baby nephew; he was now a full-grown, and obviously very handsome young man.

We both lingered a little longer than necessary, and when we finally break our hold, I smile my usual radiant smile at him.

"Looks like my baby nephew's grown quite a bit," I teased him a little.
 
"Mom still says I'm too skinny," I said. "But I did make the All-County baseball team.
I suddenly felt stupid. Aunt Grace had been around the world, and here I was trying to impress her with my piddling accomplishments.
"Well, are we going to stay out here all day, or are you going to invite me inside?' she laughed. "The neighbors are going to get an eyeful if we stand like this much longer."
"Let them," I said, giving her another squeeze. I loved how her body felt pressed against mine. Aunt Grace wasn't tall, but was she ever built. Her huge breasts felt like soft pillows pressed into my chest. I wondered what she looked like with her shirt off.

That thought was enough to set me off again. Aunt's Grace's eyes widened when she felt my embarrassing erection brush against her leg, but she was wise enough to pretend she didn't notice.
I was blushing hard enough as it was.

She gave me a quick warm peck on the cheek before she broke our embrace.
"Get my suitcase, will you? I'm staying in the guest bedroom, right?"

I nodded.

"Just don't open my bag." she ordered. "I've got a little surprise in there for you. But no peeking....."


"Okay," I sighed, as I started to trudge up the stairs with the heavy suitcase.......
 
Grace:

Looking around the house, I realised how much had really changed since the last time I was here.

My wandering thoughts were interrupted as Kyle re-entered the hall.

"Hope you didn't peek," I said again, not as a sign of mistrust but rather to further arouse his curiosity. The pained look on his face revealed that integrity had won over his desire, for now.

"So, shall you show me around the house?" I asked.
 
I was peeking, alright.
But not at her suitcase.
Aunt Grace was a knockout.
I had a stack of porno mags in the back of my closet that I used when I beat off, and Aunt Grace was better looking than any of the girls in them.
I was pretty sure that the next time I jerked off I was going to be picturing......

"So, shall you show me around the house?" she asked.

"Okay," I said, coming back to earth.
Playing the good host, I showed her around. It was a short tour. Dad had converted the basement into an office, but other than that it was pretty much the same as it had ever been.

"Are you hungry?" I asked. "I could make us some lunch."
"I'm starving, Kyle," she said. "You know about airplane food."
"I'm not much of a cook," I admitted. "I hope you like grilled cheese...."
"Sounds yummy," she said, almost sounding sincere. "But would you mind if I took a shower before lunch?"
"Of course not," I said. "The guest room has a private shower. I'll show you."

I did just that. Then I went to get her a towel. When I returned, she was sitting on the bed with her blouse half-buttoned. I could see a trace of a frilly black bra, with creamy white flesh threatening to spill out of it.

I stood in the doorway frozen with my mouth open.
Aunt Grace didn't move for a few seconds either. Then, she reached up and pulled her blouse closed.
Without saying a word, I handed her the towel and walked away.....
 
Grace:

It took me a moment to realise what he was staring at. My cheeks flushing, I pulled my blouse close to retain some sort of decency. Still, there was a desire within me to know if he had stared out of shock or out of...

......

The warm water hits my naked form as I moaned at my aching muscles. I never liked long flights, but anything for my favourite nephew.

My thoughts went back to the present I had brought for him and I smiled once more. I really should stop smiling to myself so much.

......

I thought twice about unpacking, but realise that my stomach was growling pretty loudly. Opening my baggage, I grabbed the top most clothing items, which turned out to be a simple shirt and a pair of shorts. I decided to give myself some bit of breathing space though, and went without underwear. No harm done I suppose.
 
I heard Aunt Grace enter the kitchen.
I turned my head, looked at her and said, "Wow!"

The instant the word was out of my mouth I wanted to pull it back, but Aunt Grace simply laughed and said, "I'm glad you approve."

"I'm sorry," I sputtered. "It's just that you're so beautiful, Aunt Grace. I know you're my aunt and everything, and I shouldn't be thinking what I'm thinking, but....."

"What are you thinking, Kyle?" she asked.

I didn't answer.
I couldn't.

"Are you thinking about me..... sexually?" she asked.

Oh, God.
I was too old to cry, but for some reason, tears started to well up in my eyes.
This had to be the most embarrassing moment in the history of humanity.
But for some reason, I had to tell the truth.

"Yes," I said.
 
Grace:

A tense moment followed, and I almost regretted having put us in such a tight situation.

Then I started to laugh it off, although with a tinge of nervousness. Still it did do wonders to break the uncomfortable mood in the air.

"Well I'm really flattered....that's all I can say," I almost blushed, like a school girl. Another tense moment ensued, and I could almost kick myself again.

"So am I getting my meal? Or do I have to do it myself?" I finally ask.
 
"So am I getting my meal? Or do I have to do it myself?"


That was it?
I had just confessed my sexual desire for my aunt, and that was the response?

Twilight Zone moment, to be sure.

Then she walked over to me and boldly placed her hand on my crotch.

I stood there like an idiot.

"I suppose this is one of those self service joints," Aunt Grace said with a wicked grin as she reached for my zipper.....
 
OOC: :D

Grace:

Some people just don't get it.

Still, this was an opportunity too rare to pass up on; I did fly all the way back for this, even though it was not to the knowledge of my sister.

I gasped when I first felt the hardness of my own nephew, and dared myself to imagine what it would even look like. Youth does have its perks.
 
Before I could move a muscle to stop her -- or help -- Aunt Grace had pulled my cock out of my pants.

As usual, I was hard. I seemed to have a 24 hour a day erection.

Aunt Grace took her hand and wrapped it around my tool.
To her clear delight, she found one hand wasn't enough.

Yes.
I was hung.

"It seems my nephew is full of surprises, isn't he?" Aunt Grace asked.

Imspired by her boldness, I reached out and grabbed my first handful of tit.

Aunt Grace's face lit up.
Clearly this was the right move.
She leaned in and kissed me open mouthed.
I responded in kind.

Then I said, "Mom and Dad won't be home for hours, Aunt Grace. Let's go to my room....."
 
Grace:

It all happened so quickly, but that was exactly how I had envisioned it so many times. The feel of his warmth tingled my pussy, as I held onto his cock with both hands like a little girl hanging on to a beloved doll.

Then his hands felt so good on my breasts, like the first time I had it in the back of a Chrysler. I loved my outstanding breasts, and especially the way men fawn all over them.

"I can't wait much longer," I said. "Why don't we just do it here?"
 
The bedroom did seem like it was a million miles away.
And I couldn't wait much longer either.
I only hoped I could wait long enough to satisfy my hot and horny aunt.

I took my shirt and pulled it over my head, revealing my bare, almost hairless chest.
My pants were already open, so it was easy to kick off my shoes and step out of my jeans.

There I stood.
Completely naked.
Except for my socks.

"Now you," I said.
 
Grace:

It seemed to take forever as he stepped away from me, his cock now out of my grasp, as he took off his clothes in very much of a hurry. He probably could sense my impatience; it wasn't everyday that you get to fuck your nephew.

Still, it must have been the same for him, perhaps the desire even greater. He is after all still a growing teenage kid with huge amounts of hormones.

Then again, it was only right that I should exhibit a certain degree of coyness, much as it would go against my burning desire. Even now, I didn't want to seem to desperate. I wanted it to be perfect.

"Why don't you do it for me instead? You seem to be pretty good at taking off clothes..."
 
*gulp*

Confession time.
I had never undressed a woman before.
Hard to believe, I know.
Still.
How hard could it be.
It would be a lot easier, I realized, if my hands weren't shaking so.


Still, Aunt Grace was patient and understanding with me.
And helpful.
And loving.
And instructive.
I was in very good hands.

"First the shirt," she instructed.
I pulled it out of her shirt and started unbuttoning it. With every button another mystery was uncovered.When it was completely opened, I pushed it off her shoulders and let it flutter to the floor.

Now she stood in tight white shorts and a scarlet bra.

"It opens in the front," she pointed out.

I admit I fumbled for a few seconds, and that Aunt Grace had to come to my aid, but soon enough I had her luscious mounds uncovered.
They were firm and round, showing remarkably little droopage for theit size. And her nipples were huge.
I couldn't wait to suck them.
And I knew I would.

"Well?" Aunt Grace asked.
I realized I had just been standing there like a dork.
My beautiful aunt was here offering me everything I had ever dreamed about, and all I had to do was push down her shorts.
I reached out......
 
Grace:

I could almost laugh at his trembling hands, but I knew how precious this moment was for the both of us for me to spoil it just like that. Besides, he looked kinda cute when he was nervous.

Half-expecting him to start mauling my breasts, as every other male teenager would probably have done, he tried his best to take my shorts off as gently as he could. His tenderness made up for his inexperience, and it pleased me. I would reward him in my own way later.

As if patience ran out on me, I put my hands on my hips, and aided him in sliding my shorts down. Looking up after stepping out of my shorts, we took a moment to realise the situation we were in.

Standing, both naked, in the middle of the living room. Aunt and nephew. This was going to be an unforgettable night.

Leading him to the couch, I pushed him back softly against it. Then, I proceeded to kneel between his legs...
 
Aunt Grace knelt before me and took my penis in her hand.

"You have a beautiful cock, Kyle," she said, wrapping her fingers around it. "I bet the girls go crazy over it."

Not wanting to lie, I didn't answer. I hoped she took my silence for confirmation.

What would she think if she knew I was still a virgin?

"So big and hard," she whispered. The desire in her voice was a tangible thing.

I was really turning her on.

Aunt Grace lowered her head and flicked out her tongue, lightly brushing the tip of my cock. I gasped.
It was like nothing I had ever felt before.
Then, she planted a gentle kiss on it before.
Then, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my stiff erection.

The pleasure that flooded my body was indescribable.
Suddenly, I felt almost........


Presidential...........
 
Grace:

It felt like such a sacred moment, and the very act of putting his cock in my mouth seemed to spoil every bit of it. Yet, I enjoyed it, and I would make sure that he did so too. My lips continue to travel along the diameter of his cock till I reached the base.

There, I stopped, if only momentarily, to catch both my breath and to soak in the pleasure of it all. I still couldn't believe we were doing this.

As I dislodged my pursed lips from his cock for the first time, leaving a trail of thick saliva hanging from the tip, I start to stroke it with my hand. The glistening head seemed to be speaking to me. "More! More!"

Kissing it once more, I rub his cock all over my face, as my eyes are now transfixed onto his. Slowly, almost trance-like, I put his cock back into my mouth, and descended once more...
 
Being a man, I learned everything I know about sex from watching porno films.

In porno films, men get their cocks sucked for ten minutes straight, and never come close to coming.
In fact, it only prepares them for a session of endless fucking.


I was not destined to be a porn star.

I almost lost it the first time Aunt Grace took me in my mouth, and once she started sucking me in earnest, I don't think I lasted more than two munutes.

"God, Aunt Grace, I'm coming," I tried to warn her.


She just kept sucking, though.

And she kept sucking me long after I flooded her mouth with my hot cream.....
 
My orgasm involuntarily welled up deep within my bowels. The feeling of my aunt's warm wet mouth sucking the sensitive swollen, plum-sized glans of my penis was more than I could bear. Couple that with the long slender fingers of her left hand fondling and tugging on my low hanging scrotal sac, while her right hand masturbated me into her mouth and -- uugghhhh!

I grasp the back of her head with both hands as I ejaculated several thick, creamy strings of hot sperm into her hungry mouth. She swallowed greedily as she continued to milk my rigid shaft, extracting every last drop of my virgin spunk from my egg-sized balls.

My knees tembled and quaked as I pulled my semi-hard member from her mouth with a loud, sucking pop. As I looked down at her, the sight of her massive bosoms and rigid nipples, covered with a light sheen of perspiration, sent shivers of lust through my loins. Further down I could see her dark, tangled pubic bush, beginning to show several soaked strands clumped together, as the smell of her sex, mingled with my own, served as a potent aphrodisiac.
 
OOC:

think i shall ignore that BadBrother...although the writing's not too bad....:D

scentto...in RP you don't just take over another player's character....you either start your own thread...or ask for permission from the thread-owner to start your own character or something....try the PM yea...
 
Grace:

I only looked up momentarily when he warned me of his orgasm. He should have seen by then, the lust and desire in my eyes. I wanted to taste his cum so badly.

My lips close around his cock firmly now, my head bobbing up and down in a uniform fashion. He wasn't going to last much longer.

Reaching below his shaft, I squeezed his balls gently, hearing him groan from above. Still I continued my onslaught, now my lips only enveloping enough to cover his cockhead as I began to furiously stroke his cock.

His legs tense up, and I could feel his hands hanging onto my head for support. With a final loud groan, he unleashes a torrent of hot cum into my mouth, which I gladly accept.

Continuing to pump away, I made sure I milked him to the last drop before removing my mouth. This time, looking up, I swirled the cum in my mouth, for his viewing pleasure. Somehow this always turns men on.

Then, I swallowed hard. It tasted heavenly...
 
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