Some Call It Taboo {closed}

Letting you slide from my shoulders, guiding you to the bed. I lay to my back, my rigid cock heavy with need.
Watching you position yourself, loving the fluidity with which you move. Feeling your nails dig in my belly. Feeling you turn and position your juicy cunt above my face....growling playfully as I feel your mouth surround my manhood. Both my hands spank and rake your ass. "O Auntie, you are beautiful in more ways than I ever even dreamed."
 
I lift my mouth from your glorious meat and look over my shoulder at you. "And you, my dearest nephew, are more handsome than any Hero of my romance novels." I giggle and turn back to suckle your wonderful manhood. My lips softly kiss the tip, before my tongue runs up and down your shaft. My right hand caresses your sac, milking the cum into your rigid cock. I can feel your attentions on my ass and pussy but my main focus is on providing you pleasure and I know I am succeeding when I hear you groan.
 
My head swimming in ecstacy as you skillfully pleasure my cock. Index & middle finger of my right hand fucks your cunt as the index finger of my left hand fucks your tight asshole. Hearing you moan yet again with the pleasure I give you. Feeling your teeth graze the vein on the underside of my cock. Feel your legs flex and squeeze against my head.
 
“'MMMMMMMMMMMMMM baby," I breathe in between licks. "I can't get enough of you." My sucking grows faster again as we are nearing the pinnacle of sexual release once more. With your actions on my ass, which feels so incredibly erotic, though foreign, I raise up again and look over my shoulder into your smoldering eyes. "Quinn, would you like to fuck Auntie's ass?"
 
I feel you stop pleasuring my cock. I hear your voice from a faraway place. I look to see you watching me, your voice finally registers in my brain, your words finally making sense...

"How is it you can read my mind so easily? Is it the family thing or the bond that we now share?"
 
"It's got to be the bonding, Quinn. Because right now, even though I know that incest with my own nephew is so very wrong, I don't feel it with you."

I lift myself gently off of you and sit on the bed.

"I mean... I don't feel that this is wrong. You are an incredibly handsome young man who happens to want to fuck an older lady... and for that I am grateful, believe me... but it's not so much Aunt and Nephew anymore... it's Jewel and Quinn."

I bite my lower lip, wondering how you will react to my words. I don't ever want you to feel guilty about this act that is condemned by the public. All I want you to know is that I love being with you, pleasuring you, knowing that it is ME, my body that is turning you on that sends me to dance in the heavens.
 
I pull you to me, laying your head on my shoulder, kissing you slowly deeply.
"I agree 100%. I have wanted this for so long that you had ceased to be "Aunt Jewel" a long time ago, in my mind. I see you as an incredibly gorgeous woman. A woman I have wanted to be with for a very long time. I don't want this to end when we leave here. It will be something treasured between us."

"As for fucking your ass. I think we need to save that for later. It is almost noon. I think we should lay down and take a nap. To get our energy back. Then go downtown to one of those little cafes we saw and get a bite to eat. We still have a long day & night ahead before we have to get back to 'reality' tomorrow."
 
"I agree baby. This won't end when we head back to 'reality'." I pout a little as I am cradled in your arms and then let out a yawn. "But you didn't get to cum again."
 
"Well, that just means you have to 'work' harder the next time." I give your ass a swat and kiss your nose. I reach over and set the clock on the nightstand for 3pm so that we don't oversleep...
All too soon I am awakened by the alarm. You seem to be a more sound sleeper than me. I gently pull away from you and watch you laying there naked on your belly. My eyes wandering over every inch of you. I trace your spine with the index finger of right hand, all the way down to the dimples on either side of your tailbone. I then explore lower, sliding down the crack of your ass. My index finger the only thing touching you. As my finger finds your pussy I look up at your sweet face to see that your eyes are open and you have been watching me this whole time.
"Hey sleepy-head!" I lean in and kiss your succulent lips.
"Let's get movin'. I figure we take a leisurely lunch at The Plump Tomato and then go find that private cove and watch the sunset. Then we can go dancing as you had mentioned earlier. When we finally do make it back here, if we aren't too tired, I will fuck your ass and claim its virginity." I kiss your nose and wander naked into the bathroom to give myself a standing bath with towel and washcloth, deliberately facing you so you can watch.
 
I nod off in your arms and somehow feel the loss of you when we separate during sleep. My dreams are vivid and erotic. We are beneath a waterfall in the tropics, alone and naked. As you kiss and fondle me there is one stream of water running down my back. In slow motion it seems to move. My eyes flutter open to see you tracing the path of that stream of water with your fingertip down my back, into my ass and sensuously finding my pussy. You finally see that I am awake and watching you and you cease your ministrations. Your plans for the rest of the day and evening have been laid out and I revel in the idea of a man taking charge. My ex-husband, Rick, was never a 'take-charge' kind of guy. After your all-too-quick kiss you jump out of bed... ahhh the exuberance of youth, I smile to myself.

I watch you walk into the bathroom, leaving the door deliberately open so that I can watch you attend to cleaning yourself. My left eyebrow raises in curiosity as I roll over onto my side and raise myself, placing my chin into my left palm. You seem as much an exhibitionist as I am. As I watch you play close attention to your cock and balls I feel my pussy growing damp again at the sight of your Adonis-like anatomy.

You bring the washcloth and towel towards me, intent on giving me a sponge bath also. As your right hand gently washes and caresses my shaven mound your tongue runs circles around my right nipple, arousing it to peaked hardness. How is it that you can arouse me so much with a simple touch, look or word?

You head back to the bathroom and hang up the washcloth and towel to dry. I am still watching you. The muscles in your legs vibrate with potency as you move around the room in search of clothing that isn't torn to shreds from our morning escapade.

You admonish me for just lying there and I reply, "That cove might be spectacular and the sunset will be amazing, but right now my view is so breathtaking that I can't move a muscle."

You laugh and throw a dark blue sleeveless sundress at me. "Bra? Panties?" I ask. You shake your head and my mind swirls with the aroused anticipation of what you are claiming to be an 'easy-access' afternoon.
 
My eyes wander over your superb body as I wash myself. Lingering longer than I need to at washing my cock and balls. Remembering your hands and mouth on them earlier.
I splash on a bit of cologne, not wanted to smell too "heady". I walk to you and begin to wash your shaved pussy. My mouth, meanwhile, is occupied with arousing your right nipple. Feeling your immediate response in both regions. I smile against your nipple...knowing now that my favourite Aunt has becoming my very willing fuck toy.
I replace the towel and washcloth, knowing that Mrs. Miller will come clean the room while we are out.
I walk back, naked, to the dresser and see you still where I left you. "Get up sleepy-head! We got places to go! Things to do!"
I watch you stretch with almost feline grace. My cock throbs.
I toss a sundress at you, it covers your face and I laugh. You give me a curious look when that is all I give you to wear.
"O my dear Auntie, you will be on display for me this afternoon. We will come back again before we go dancing."
We finish getting dressed and wave to Mrs. Miller as we head out the door. She gives us a dreamy smile. I keep you directly in front of me so she can't see what you are not wearing.
We walk to The Plump Tomato and sit on the outside deck and order from the extensive menu.
 
As we sit in the warm afternoon sun, dining alfresco, I feel very exposed to you and not only because I am wearing no under garments. You seem to have awakened a lot of needs and desires within me that no other man has seemed to take care to do. To the world that sees us now, I am an experienced woman, not old, but 'seasoned' who has somehow manage to snag a young stud for her pleasure. What they don't know is that we have a bond that goes beyond sexual. As I look over the menu the waiter comes to take our order. My thoughts are filled with 'after'. Not just after lunch or after the cove or after dancing, but with 'after the weekend'. You will be heading back to college several hours away from our hometown in just a few weeks. Almost a year from now I will be sitting with your mother, my sister, at your college graduation. Will you have found someone else to replace me and Jill as your new 'fuck toy'? Will I have found someone that brings me to the heightened pleasures you have this weekend? My sister has always been the rational one in the family and I have always been the dreamer. It is hard for me to take things "one day at a time".

I take a sip from my water glass and see you watching me, desire is rampant within your eyes and I blush. Just your gaze heats me from the inside out. "What?" I ask playfully, knowing full well that you are as severely caught in the throes of lust as I am.
 
As I check out the menu my thoughts are not on food. I can't help but think about "us". Will this weekend be all there is? Will we be able to control our lust for each other after this weekend alone together? Will the family even have any inkling as to what goes on in the unspoken words, the furtive glances, the nonverbal body language? What happens when I leave to finish my last year of college? Will we drift apart?
I decide to put it all out of my head and focus on the moment.
I slip my right foot out of my shoe and slide it between your legs, my toes stroking your smooth shaved pussy.
My left foot plays with your right one.
Your jaw drops open with the unexpected caressing, but then you quickly regain your composure and sit more upright so I have easier access to your feminine folds.
The waiter arrives to take our order and I don't even move my feet away from you.
You stumble through giving your order of Chicken Fettucini Alfredo. I know full well the waiter has noticed your nipples poking against the sheer material of your sundress.
I order the Scallop Carbonara and a bottle of Merlot
I give the waiter a knowing wink as he retrieves our menus and goes to convey our order to the kitchen staff.
 
I jump in shock as I feel your toes suddenly press into my damp pussy. They are deliciously warm and amazingly talented. I see the waiter approach and I blush again. I feel like a damn teenager again! I am not normally this easily embarrassed, but the brazen things you do are as erotically appealing as they are scandalous. I stutter and look from the waiter to the menu and back again as I try to keep my composure. Your big toe tickles my clit and I swear I hear my voice crack. The young waiter, in his pressed shirt and crisp, clean linen apron, smiles at me and then turns to you, but not before I notice that he glanced at my chest. My nipples are aching for your touch and the soft fabric of my dress, isn't so soft anymore as it rubs and teases them indecently. You place your order and the waiter tries to hide a smirk as you wink.

"You are very naughty, Quinn," I purr to you in a low voice. "But I like you that way."

As the heat from your agile digits penetrates into my fleshy folds, I sigh in anticipation. I cannot wait until your fingers, your tongue or heaven help me, your hard cock, is teasing me there.
 
Rubbing your clit mercilessly with my big toe. Feeling you press against it. Marveling that my favourite Aunt is as much a slut as I dreamt she would be. This weekend has awakened an animal lust in me that even I didn't realize was so strong.
Our orders given, we wait for the food to arive. I breathe in the succulent aromas wafting on the air from the kitchen. I always did have a healthy appetite. Part of the reason why I started working-out at 16. Now, at 24, ready to finish college, I am proud of the things i have accomplished so far. I am learning that if I want something I should just go for it and worry about the consequences as they happen. This weekend is full proof that I can have whatever I crave as long as I plan carefully and plot my progress. You think you know what the rest of this weekend will hold, but you have no idea the delights that await you. You think you are the one in charge but as I have already proven to you, I can make and have made you do my will.....even with the slightest move of my big toe on my right foot.
 
My eyes are closed, reveling in the sensations you are administering to my body. I sense more than hear the waiter approach with our bottle of wine and hear the cork pop. My eyes remain closed. He is aware of what is going on beneath the table and I allow him the fantasy of envisioning what is causing my flushed appearance and labored breathing.

All too soon our plates arrive and we still sit in silence for the most part, each with our own thoughts, tasting the delights of this superb Italian Ristorante. I have a sudden vision of us in a similar setting with the Roman Coliseum in the background. I often have daydreams like that, but with you they seem a lot more real, no matter if they are still fantasy...
 
My eyes feast upon you once again, never tiring of the banquet. I am fully aware of our surroundings as I toe-fuck you, asaaulting your clit and feeling your fluid reaction.
I see your eyes closed. I signal the waiter to come close and whisper in his ear. I slip a $20 into his shirt pocket. He fills our glasses and walks away with a noticeable bounce in his step.
I watch you open your eyes, totally unaware of the exchange that has transpired between the waiter and I.
I lift my glass and smile at you, "A toast to a perfect day, a perfect weekend, a perfect woman...and all that is yet to come!"
 
I smile back at you and raise my glass also. "I don't know about the 'perfect woman' part... but... Salute!" I see a twinkle in your eye that is more prevalent than before... that same mischievous twinkle you have had since your youth.

"What are you up to, Quinn?" I raise my eyebrow and watch you closely.
 
"What am I up to? What makes you think I am up to anything?"
I try, successfully, to stifle the grin on my face. O you will find out soon enough, my dear Auntie! I think to myself.
The waiter brings our food and I immediately begin to salivate and dig in to the sumptuous meal. Savouring the scallops, the noodles cooked to el-dente perfection, the sauce just with enough tang and zip.

"Mmmmm this is good!"

I notice you watching the waiter walk back to the kitchen. "Are you OK?"
 
"I am fine... wonderful... perfection personified. Why wouldn't I be ok?" I ask grinning like a Cheshire cat.
 
I let it go for now and finish up my meal. I throw some bills on the table, grab the bottle of Merlot and hold out my right hand to you...
"I paid the waiter to let us take the bottle to the beach. He gave me directions to that cove."
We walk leisurely down the street til we get to the beach. Removing our shoes to let our toes play in the sand. I breathe in deeply the salt sea air.
"Mmmmmmm I do love that smell. Thank-you for thinking of this little get-away."
I lean over and kiss you full on the mouth, hearing you moan your pleasure
 
As we walk towards the beach a light breeze kicks up and my dress tries to expose my naked pussy. We laugh as I try to hold it down while we walk. As we sink our toes into the sand we walk hand in hand as any lovers would do at the beach. When you gather me in your arms and thank me for this weekend, I reply, "I am very glad you could come, Quinn. I have been trying to think of a way to get you alone with me for months, just to see if the casual glances you had given me meant anything. My 'plan' of seduction was more of just wanting to talk to you and get to know you better, but I am very glad that it worked out the way that it did."

As your lips crush mine in answer, I let out a whimper. Your tongue dances with mine in an erotic tango and your teeth claim your mark once more. I feel your hard arousal press into my stomach and the moisture from my pussy barely dribbles down my legs. "Make love to me, Quinn," I whisper. "Right here. Right now."
 
"It would seem that making plans succeed is a family trait." I smile at you as you playfully slap my hand.
"I think we have gotten to know each other more deeply than we even imagined. Sometimes actions do speak louder than words.
We stand in the surf as we kiss passionately. My hands again claiming your ass. The chilled waters lapping gently over our feet.
I break the kiss as I hear the thundering of horse hooves. We look to see 3 riders racing up the beach and whiz by us. You squeal and I grab you out of the way. We end up laughing and clinging to each other.
Your words of need register in my brain.
"Ernesto, the waiter, says the cove is just on the other side of that ridge up ahead. Let's go."
 
I follow you with my hand in yours as we trudge up the dune. Knowing that you are taking me someplace secluded is rushing the heat in waves throughout my body... much like the tide that is rolling in. As we get to the top of the ridge, I gasp in wonder at the sight. "Oh gods, Quinn.... isn't it beautiful!?"
 
A lush green field, set back a ways off the beach, meets our eyes. A few very stout trees scattered about. Perfect for secluded encounters, since I hate getting sand up my ass.
I lift you into my arms, your legs wrapped around me and carry you onto the grass. Sliding down with my back against a tree I rest you upon my lap and proceed to kiss you, deeply, hungrily, possessively.
My hands slip your sheer sundress up around your hips.
"I feel so overdressed compared to you, my darling Jewel."
 
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