AphroditeReborn
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My name is Jewel Robertson, Juliana, actually, but everyone since I was a small child has called me Jewel.  I am the youngest child of two loving, if somewhat narrow-minded, parents who are both gone now, so my only family is my older sister, her husband and her son.  I have an ex-husband, but that’s another story…
THIS story is about my nephew and me. Quinn is 24, a very handsome college senior. He is ten years younger than me. Not a big difference in our ages and I would often baby sit him when my older sister wanted to go out with her husband. Elizabeth, Lizzie, I always called her, thought I was the best babysitter in the world… most often she probably thought that because I was free. I grew up watching over Quinn and seeing him grow from a tiny toddler, to a handsome young man… very handsome. And that is the crux of my problem.
I am in lust with my own nephew. Last summer, when he was home from college during break, I saw him playing in the pool with his girlfriend Jill. He had risen out of the water very quickly as he came up underneath her to throw her into the air. His black swim trunks had ridden very low around his hips and I felt my face flush as for the first time I saw Quinn as a MAN and not merely as my nephew. He was lean and toned, muscular, but not overly so. His flat stomach and broad shoulders made my insides flutter. I longed to see his cock and just knew it would be at least 8” and thick… the perfect size to slide into my warm, wet pussy.
Throughout that fall and winter and even into the spring I made plans to see my sister whenever Quinn happened to be home. She thought it was “family bonding” as I had drifted away after getting my own degree, new life and a new marriage {that ended disastrously}. I also would see her when Quinn wasn’t home so she wouldn’t get the wrong impression or rather, the correct one… the I really wanted time to surreptitiously watch Quinn. He became the object of my fantasies and now, a year after the famous “pool incident” I like to refer it as, his face is always the one I see in front of me when I masturbate.
Quinn and I have always had a close relationship, being not that far apart in age {my sister is 18 years older than I am – yes I was an “oops” baby}, and we often joked around together and had lots of fun, but I was aching, burning lately with lust to get him all to myself for a change… without Lizzy around. I wanted to try to “feel things out” to see if there was any lust at all on his part for me. If there were any spark at all, I would finally fulfill my fantasy of fucking my own nephew.
A co-worker of mine had mentioned a fantastic Bed & Breakfast Inn up the coast about two hours in Miller’s Cove. He had said it was a small little town, more quaint than touristy and I took his advice and booked a room for two nights at Miller’s B&B. Now all I had to do was see if Quinn wanted to “tag along” on my road trip.
I nervously dialed his cell phone.
“Hey, Hon, it’s Auntie Jewel…. Yes, yes, doing fine… how’s school?… Oh yes, off for the summer. I recall loving my three-month vacations before I got a job in the real world…. Ha Ha, yes I know you are living in the real world right now Hon and you will make a fine architect one day. When do you graduate?…. Next spring, huh, good for you…. W-Why did I call?” Ok seconds thoughts here wondering if this was really such a good plan or not. Taking a deep breath, I continued. “I just c-called to see how my favorite nephew was doing. I’m getting ready for a relaxing weekend getaway, just me up the coast a bit… you wouldn’t want to come along would you? Just to keep your old aunt company? ? I’ve been dying to get out of this town anyway… You would?!” OMG, OMG, OMG he was actually willing to come with me! “ That’s great, Hon. It will be a nice relaxing break, just the two of us. Bring a nice change of clothes… slacks and a button down shirt… I want you to take me dancing… jeans or shorts for the beach and of course bathing trunks. They do have a pool there. I will pick you up around 5pm, before your folks get home from work… just leave your mom a note telling her I needed company for a road trip… she knows my quirky nature and how I go off on road trips all the time… ok, Quinn… see you soon then.”
				
			THIS story is about my nephew and me. Quinn is 24, a very handsome college senior. He is ten years younger than me. Not a big difference in our ages and I would often baby sit him when my older sister wanted to go out with her husband. Elizabeth, Lizzie, I always called her, thought I was the best babysitter in the world… most often she probably thought that because I was free. I grew up watching over Quinn and seeing him grow from a tiny toddler, to a handsome young man… very handsome. And that is the crux of my problem.
I am in lust with my own nephew. Last summer, when he was home from college during break, I saw him playing in the pool with his girlfriend Jill. He had risen out of the water very quickly as he came up underneath her to throw her into the air. His black swim trunks had ridden very low around his hips and I felt my face flush as for the first time I saw Quinn as a MAN and not merely as my nephew. He was lean and toned, muscular, but not overly so. His flat stomach and broad shoulders made my insides flutter. I longed to see his cock and just knew it would be at least 8” and thick… the perfect size to slide into my warm, wet pussy.
Throughout that fall and winter and even into the spring I made plans to see my sister whenever Quinn happened to be home. She thought it was “family bonding” as I had drifted away after getting my own degree, new life and a new marriage {that ended disastrously}. I also would see her when Quinn wasn’t home so she wouldn’t get the wrong impression or rather, the correct one… the I really wanted time to surreptitiously watch Quinn. He became the object of my fantasies and now, a year after the famous “pool incident” I like to refer it as, his face is always the one I see in front of me when I masturbate.
Quinn and I have always had a close relationship, being not that far apart in age {my sister is 18 years older than I am – yes I was an “oops” baby}, and we often joked around together and had lots of fun, but I was aching, burning lately with lust to get him all to myself for a change… without Lizzy around. I wanted to try to “feel things out” to see if there was any lust at all on his part for me. If there were any spark at all, I would finally fulfill my fantasy of fucking my own nephew.
A co-worker of mine had mentioned a fantastic Bed & Breakfast Inn up the coast about two hours in Miller’s Cove. He had said it was a small little town, more quaint than touristy and I took his advice and booked a room for two nights at Miller’s B&B. Now all I had to do was see if Quinn wanted to “tag along” on my road trip.
I nervously dialed his cell phone.
“Hey, Hon, it’s Auntie Jewel…. Yes, yes, doing fine… how’s school?… Oh yes, off for the summer. I recall loving my three-month vacations before I got a job in the real world…. Ha Ha, yes I know you are living in the real world right now Hon and you will make a fine architect one day. When do you graduate?…. Next spring, huh, good for you…. W-Why did I call?” Ok seconds thoughts here wondering if this was really such a good plan or not. Taking a deep breath, I continued. “I just c-called to see how my favorite nephew was doing. I’m getting ready for a relaxing weekend getaway, just me up the coast a bit… you wouldn’t want to come along would you? Just to keep your old aunt company? ? I’ve been dying to get out of this town anyway… You would?!” OMG, OMG, OMG he was actually willing to come with me! “ That’s great, Hon. It will be a nice relaxing break, just the two of us. Bring a nice change of clothes… slacks and a button down shirt… I want you to take me dancing… jeans or shorts for the beach and of course bathing trunks. They do have a pool there. I will pick you up around 5pm, before your folks get home from work… just leave your mom a note telling her I needed company for a road trip… she knows my quirky nature and how I go off on road trips all the time… ok, Quinn… see you soon then.”