Note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
Her hands ran over Tyler's naked body, soaping it up. She moved her hands between his legs and soaped the inside of his thighs. "I don't think I've even seen him so soft" Peg laughed, noticing how even when Tyler was all soft, he wasn't shrunken and shrivelled up like so many other men she knew.
"Awww Aunt Peg!" Tyler protested. "You basically drained him earlier."
"It was merely an observation." Peg laughed, putting on a fake posh accent. "I'm not complaining at all, he satisfies me plenty." She gave his cock a playful squeeze. Tyler moved behind her and started soaping her back. He loved the contours of her body and was a little disappointed that his cock wasn't springing to life like it normally did even though he could feel stirrings in it. He had already cum a few times that day so he guessed he just needed a little more time.
"I need to wash my hair." Peg stated. "In case any of your piss got into it." She laughed. "I had almost forgotten how hot watersports was. You staying in the shower?"
"Yes!" Tyler responded. "If I can." he said as an afterthought.
Peg laughed again. "Sure honey. I can see you're enjoying this. So did you like it?"
"Yeeah Aunt Peg! It was really hot."
"Did you like the taste? Took me a while actually... but as I said, since your father liked it, I did it. But I grew to like it after a while." She suddenly grew pensive, placing her hand on Tyler's cheek. "You remind me so much of him. Of your father. He was into all things kinky. And I was game to do anything he wanted."
"You loved him huh, Aunt Peg?" Tyler said softly.
"At the time I guess I did. But you know, over the years, as much as I did with him -- and I did it all willingly -- I can't help but feel he kinda used me. To get what he couldn't from your mom. I can't complain though, we did it all I guess and I doubt I'd have experienced all that with anyone else"
"He liked pee too huh?"
"Oh he loved it! As I said Tyler, I wouldn't have had the guts to do this with anyone else but your father. It just seemed so taboo, so illicit, so... so dirty. Its not something you can just casually bring up with a boyfriend -- no matter how open you are."
"I get what you mean Aunt Peg. It's dirty but its also like... it kinda makes you closer? I mean fuck, I've drunk your pee! How much closer to you can I get?"
"You're just a pervert! You like dirty sex!" Peg laughed, stepping back in the shower stream to wash off the shampoo suds. She turned back to face him. "Your father loved pee so much he had a fantasy of us both peeing on each other and then having sex on the pee soaked bed. I was worried about the sheets and he just laughed and said there was such a thing as rubber sheets. We never did it though although I know how much he would have loved that."
"God! That's... that's really dirty. Filthy even. I had no idea my father was into such stuff."
"I'm sorry Tyler, maybe that was too much information then." Peg said softly.
"No... Actually I can see how kinky it would be." He broke out into a huge grin. "The wetness, the smell, oh fuck yeah." Tyler said as Peg laughed.
They both dried off and went back into the room. Peg had a towel draped across her while Tyler had his wrapped around his lower torso. As Tyler walked past the countertop to the bed he noticed Aunt Peg's panties lying on top of it. He picked it up impulsively and sniffed on it. He felt his cock starting to stiffen.
Peg watched him, noticing the front of his towel starting to tent out. "Do my panties really get you that excited?" she asked softly.
Tyler turned to her. "It's you... you get me excited... and I just love how your panties smell."
"I can tell!" Peg laughed. "Pity I just peed not too long ago or I'll pee on them and stuff them in your mouth."
Tyler dropped the panties on the counter and moved toward Peg, he tried to pull her towel off but Peg skipped away laughing. "Tyler! We need to eat! Later okay!"
Tyler put on a pouting face. "Yeah, okay, okay. We going out or ordering Room Service?"
"What have they got?" Peg asked. "I really can't be bothered getting dressed."
Tyler looked over the room service menu. "Pretty basic. Burgers, Salads... oh Egg Fried Rice... Chicken chop, Fish and Chips... I'm easy with a Burger or a Fried Rice."
"Why don't you order one of each then? We can share." Peg said as she put her hair up into a towel and lay against the headboard of the bed.
Tyler called room service and ordered. "There's a 20 to 30 min wait," he said.
Peg looked at him and smiled. She opened her towel and spread her legs. "Care for an appetizer?"
Tyler practically jumped on the bed. "Fuck yeah!" He spread Peg's thighs and looked down at her freshly washed pussy. He stuck his head between her legs and lapped at her slit.
"Ohhhhh... Niceee..." Peg mewled. "Gently Tyler, she's still a bit sensitive. No chewing on my clit please... ohhhhh." She slid lower down the bed, forcing more of her pussy on to Tylers mouth. She sighed in pleasure as her nephew licked her softly. "I... oh fuck... We're not gonna risk fucking till room service comes... so if this is gonna work you up too much... Oh goddd..."
Tyler was likcing up and down her slit with long, slow strokes. He moved his fingers to her slit, teasing the lips as he flicked his tongue gently against her clit. He started to press his fingers into her moist cavern. "No," Peg responded as he hand flew down to stop him. "Please, just lick me...softly, slowly."
He moved his fingers away, moving up to spread her thighs wider. He lapped slowly at her slit, kissing the lips softly and then back to long, strokes right along her slit, up to the clit then back down again.