Liquid Bliss

Chapter 2

It took a few more days, but finally a package arrived for Danny, forwarded from Mike's home address. Inside was a small bottle of clear liquid. Looking at the label's tiny print, Danny read: 'Liquid Bliss - Natural Relaxant' with the logo of some obscure scientific laboratory. He turned the bottle in his hands, skepticism etched on his face. "Natural, my ass," he muttered, thinking of Mike's dubious reputation with such matters.

That weekend, Danny's parents announced they'd be going out for dinner, leaving Danny and Sarah alone in the house. Danny felt a flutter of nervous excitement in his stomach, the plan suddenly feeling more real. He waited until Sarah was settled in the living room with a glass of wine before making his move.

She was curled up on the couch, a book resting on her lap, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders. Danny walked into the living room and began watching tv. When Aunt Sarah's glass was looking a little low he took a deep breath, steeled himself, and said, "Hey, Aunt Sarah," he said, trying to sound casual. "I'm gonna grab a drink, do you want some more wine?"

She looked up from her book, a small smile playing on her lips. "Sure, Danny. That would be nice."

He grabbed her glass and headed to the kitchen, pulling out the small bottle of Liquid Bliss from his pocket. He poured a generous amount into the glass, swirling it around to mix it in. He wasn't exactly sure how much to add, but he figured 'more is better' when it came to getting his aunt horny and compliant.

Danny glanced over his shoulder, making sure Sarah wasn't watching, then headed back to the living room. She was still engrossed in her book, not paying him any mind.

"Here you go," he said, handing her the glass.

"Thanks, Danny," she replied, taking a sip. Her eyes flicked back to her book, and Danny felt a pang of guilt. He was playing with fire, and he knew it. But the thought of feeling her body against his again, of hearing her sexy moans, fucking her until he shot his hot wet load deep inside her, was far too tempting to resist.

Danny excused himself and waited downstairs for the Liquid Bliss to take effect as he tried to occupy and distract himself with a game. He didn't really know what to expect from Mike's magic formula, but he was excited. His cock throbbed slowly in his pants and he found himself pulling up the video of himself fucking Sarah.

Before it could get good, however, he heard the basement door open.  Danny quickly minimized the video, his heart pounding in his chest as he waited for Sarah to make her way down the stairs. She appeared at the bottom, her cheeks flushed, her eyes dazed and unfocused. She was holding onto the railing for support, her body swaying slightly. she called out, her voice soft and slurry.

"Aunt Sarah, how's it going?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

"I'm feeling a little weird Danny... I can't find my book, can you help me?" She slurred, her eyes trying to focus on him. He could see the pupils were dilated, her breathing was heavy.

Danny stood up, his heart pounding in his chest. He could see the outline of her nipples through her blouse, hard and erect. He tried to keep his voice steady, "Sure Aunt Sarah, let's go look for it."

He led her upstairs, her hand resting on his arm for support. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and it was all he could do to keep his cock from straining against his jeans. She had on a pair of form fitting jeans and as a test, he faked like he was slipping and ran his hand down her ass. When she didn't seem to notice, he left it there and gave it a small squeeze, which actually elicited a giggle from his aunt. 'Ok, that's a good sign,' Danny thought.

At the top of the stairs, they moved into the living room. "Where ah, where did you see your book last?" Danny asked.

He was trying to keep his voice steady, but he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He could smell her perfume, a sweet, intoxicating scent that made his head swim. He wanted nothing more than to push her up against the wall and ravish her, but he knew he had to play this smart.

Sarah's eyes fluttered, trying to focus on him. "I... I don't know, Danny. I don't remember." She took a shaky breath, her hand still resting on his arm. "Maybe over by the couch?" They moved over together, and began looking. It wasn't on the coffee table or on the tables beside the couch, or on the shelves nearby. Sarah started to look more frantic, her eyes darting around the room.

"It's... it's not here, Danny. I must have left it somewhere else." She said, her voice laced with frustration. Her hand was still on his arm, squeezing it unconsciously. Danny could feel the heat of her body, and it was all he could do to keep his thoughts straight. Suddenly, she moved to the couch and got on her knees to begin looking over the back of the couch. In her woozy state, she looked like she was going to fall and Danny reached out and grabbed her hips.

He couldn't believe his luck. Her ass was now presented to him perfectly. He stood there for a moment, staring at it, his pulse racing. He knew he should stop, that this was wrong, but his cock had other ideas. It was rock hard, straining against his jeans, begging to be released.

His hands trembled slightly as he held her hips. He could feel the heat of her body through her jeans, and he knew he had to touch her. He slid his hands around to her stomach, pulling her back against him.

He could feel her body tense for a moment, then relax as she let out a soft moan. "Aunt Sarah, are you ok?" he asked.

"Mmmm, yes Danny. It feels so good when you touch me. I don't know why, but it does," she murmured, her voice soft and breathy. Danny could feel her body pressing back against him, her ass rubbing against his cock. He groaned, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts through her blouse. He could feel her nipples hardening under his touch, and he pinched them gently, eliciting a moan from her.

"Fuck, Aunt Sarah, you're so hot," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. He couldn't believe he was finally touching her again, that he was getting another chance to explore her body.

He let his hands roam, exploring her curves, feeling the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips. He could feel her heart pounding in her chest, matching the rhythm of his own.

His hands moved up, cupping her breasts through her blouse. He could feel her nipples hardening even more at his touch, and he couldn't help but let out a groan of his own. He wanted to feel her, all of her.

Working his hands around her stomach, he was able to access the buckle to her jeans. It was difficult, but he managed to undo it with fumbling fingers. He then worked the zipper down, revealing more of her soft, creamy skin. Danny hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her jeans and panties, and with a little maneuvering, he managed to pull them down to her knees.

Sarah's ass was now fully exposed to him, and he couldn't help but let out a low whistle of appreciation. It was round and firm, with just the right amount of jiggle. He ran his hands over it, squeezing and kneading the flesh, feeling the heat radiating from her core. She was moaning now, and pressing her ass backwards into his hands. He slipped his hand between her legs and felt her pussy, which was soaking wet. He pushed a finger inside her, and she gasped, pushing back against him, taking his finger deeper. He started to finger fuck her, slow and steady, feeling her juices coating his finger. She was moaning louder now, her hips moving in time with his hand.

"Aunt Sarah, you're so fucking wet," he growled, his cock throbbing in his pants. He couldn't take it anymore, he had to taste her. He dropped to his knees behind her, keeping her hips in his grasp. He leaned in, his breath hot on her skin, and then he licked her, a long, slow swipe from her clit up to her asshole.

She was sweet and tangy, and he couldn't get enough. "Fuck," he muttered, the taste of her exploding on his tongue. He dove in, attacking her pussy with his mouth, his tongue flicking and probing, his lips sucking and biting.  He was relentless, consumed by his desire for her. Sarah's body bucked and writhed, her hips grinding against his face,

Danny's cock was throbbing, aching to be inside her. He couldn't wait any longer. He stood up, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down, his cock springing free, hard and ready. He grabbed her hips, positioning himself at her entrance.

Then he realized something: he had promised the guys he would film it if he had the chance. It felt super wrong, but Mike had given him the concoction which was allowing this to happen, so he felt he owed it to them.  Plus, he wanted to keep the evidence for himself to jerk off to later. He quickly pulled out his phone, hitting record and setting it on the coffee table, facing them. The camera angle wasn't perfect, but it would have to do.

Danny looked down at Sarah's pussy, glistening with her juices and his saliva. He rubbed the head of his cock against her slit, coating it with her wetness. He couldn't believe he was about to fuck his aunt again.

The thought sent a thrill of excitement and guilt coursing through him. He pushed the head of his cock inside her, savoring the hot wet heat of her pussy around him. She was so tight, he had to take it slow, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed inside her.

"Yessss," he groaned, his hands squeezing her ass as he bottomed out inside her. He paused for a slow moment, savoring the wicked feeling of a nephew's cock inside of his aunt. Her pussy pulsed around him, as if inviting him to move.

"Danny, oh god, oh god, It feels so good, please dont stop," she moaned.

Danny obliged, pulling back slowly until just the tip of his cock was still inside her. He then slammed back in, a low growl escaping his lips. "Fuck, yes," he hissed, starting a steady rhythm, his hips slowly slapping against her ass with each thrust.

In preparation of possibly getting another shot at Aunt Sarah that night, he had jerked off twice earlier that day. Danny was determined to last longer than their first encounter, but fuck, she felt amazing. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, and he relished the hot incestuous feeling of his Aunt's hot pussy surrounding his horny cock. Danny's hands gripped her hips harder, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he increased his pace, slamming into her with all his might.

Sarah's body rocked with each impact, her tits bouncing wildly beneath her blouse. Danny wanted to feel them in his hands. He reached around, unbuttoning her blouse with shaking fingers, popping each button open until her bra was exposed.

He didn't bother with the clasp, instead pulling the cups down, freeing her tits. They were full and round, and filled his hands as he cupped them from behind as he continued fucking her hot wet pussy. The room was filled with the sound of his thighs slapping her ass, and the slick sound of his cock sliding in and out of her. Sarah was lost in the waves of pleasure that were wracking her body. Her head hung down, her long brown hair falling like a curtain around her face, her moans muffled by the couch cushions she was holding herself against. Her hands gripped the back of the couch tightly, her deep breathing matching the hot impact of their sexual rhythm.

Danny's breath was coming in short gasps, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. He could feel the heat building in his belly, the pressure in his balls growing with each stroke. He wanted to come, needed to come, but he also wanted this to last forever. He wanted to fuck her like this all night.

Suddenly, his eye caught the living room clock and he realized what time it was.  His parents would be home any minute. Panic surged through him, but so did a thrill. He was going to have to hurry.

He grabbed her hips harder, picking up the pace. His cock slammed into her, their bodies slapping together loudly. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her body tensing as she neared orgasm. He reached around, finding her clit with his fingers, rubbing it in time with his thrusts.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted, his voice ragged. He could feel her body tensing, her pussy pulsing around his cock. She was close.

"Just like that, Danny," she moaned, also saying some sexy stuff in Spanish. She rocked back and forth, her pussy fucking his cock in a hot delicious rhythm.

The fast steady rhythm picked up harder and harder, faster and faster, until her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down around him as she came, crying out loudly, "Yes!"

Danny felt her juices gush out, coating his cock and balls. He groaned, the feel of her coming sending him over the edge. Before he knew it, he was cumming as well, going off like a gunshot inside of his Aunt's tight wet pussy.

He filled her up, his hot load spilling out from around his cock as he continued to thrust into her, milking every last drop from his balls. His body shuddered, his mind spinning, his cock buried deep inside her pussy.

Just at that moment, he saw headlights coming up the driveway. Shit! His parents were home! Danny quickly pulled out of Sarah, his cock still hard and dripping with their combined juices. He grabbed some tissues from the coffee table and cleaned himself up, then tucked his cock back into his jeans, zipping them up just as he heard the front door being unlocked.

"Okay Aunt Sarah, gotta get dressed..." he said as loud as he dared while grabbing Sarah's shoulders. He realized she had somehow passed out, as if the force of the orgasm had literally blown her mind. "Shit shit shit shit...." He murmured, thinking as fast as possible.

"Danny? We're home!" his mom called out.

"Yeah, I'm here!" he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. He quickly wiped Sarah's pussy clean as best as he could and shoved the tissues into his pocket. Her jeans and panties flew up and over her hips, and he spun her passed out form around and flipped her bra up. He yanked her blouse closed, buttoning it hurriedly. As best as he could, he settled Sarah down on the edge of the couch, as if she had fallen asleep while reading her book.

As he jumped to the other side of the couch, he hoped he'd done enough to hide the evidence of their fucking. Just as he was settled he saw Sarah's book in the magazine rack and picked it up like he was reading it, then his mom turned the corner to the living room.

"Hey, honey," his mom said, giving him a warm smile. "How was your day?"

"Uh, it was good," Danny replied, trying to keep his voice casual. His heart was still pounding in his chest, his cock still throbbing. He was acutely aware of Sarah's unconscious body just a few feet away, his cock was still half-hard and tingling from the hard fucking it had just been doing.

Thank god his mom only stood at the doorway to the living room. The scent of his and Sarah's mingled juices still hung heavy in the air, and he could see the camera on the coffee table, still recording. "Sarah's out, huh?" His mom asked, glancing at her slumped form on the couch. "She must be exhausted. We were going to wait to tell you this, but since she and Uncle Bill are having these having... marital problems... she's going to be staying with us for awhile longer while things get settled."

Danny hesitated, his mind racing. That sounded amazing, even more chances at Aunt Sarah's hot sexy body, but he couldn't stop thinking he needed to get rid of the camera. "Uh, yeah, sure. Anything for family, right?" His voice slightly cracked, but he tried to be cool.

His mom raised an eyebrow but didn't question him. "You're a real sweetheart."

As soon as she left the room, Danny lunged for the camera, hitting stop and pocketing it. He then glanced at Sarah, her face still flushed, her breathing still heavy. He couldn't believe his parents had almost caught him in the act.

Danny's heart was still pounding, his cock still throbbing. He looked at Sarah, still passed out on the couch, her blouse disheveled, her jeans unbuttoned. He couldn't stop thinking about how good she felt, how tight her pussy was, how her tits bounced in his hands. Now that his mom had left the room, he took a second and rearranged Sarah's clothes better, clasping her jeans properly and doing her blouse and bra up correctly. Sure, it passed a cursory glance from his mom from fifteen feet away but he wanted to erase as much evidence of what he was doing before Sarah woke up.

Once he was done fixing Aunt Sarah's clothes, and depositing the book back as it was, he moved back down to the basement and opened up the website for "Liquid Bliss". He wanted to check this stuff out, get a better idea of what it was and what was possible. As the website loaded, he pulled out the small vial from his pocket, the clear liquid inside shimmering slightly in the dim light of the basement. He swirled it around, watching it coat the sides of the vial. It had no smell, no color, nothing to indicate what it was capable of.

Looking at the website, Danny read through the testimonials, his cock twitching in his pants as he imagined the things people were saying they'd done under the influence of Liquid Bliss. One man claimed he'd fucked three women at once, another said he'd had sex in public without caring who saw. There were stories of threesomes, orgies, even a few involving BDSM. For each of these, it seemed as if the people had been taking the substance willingly, but as he read further, Danny began to see a common thread, almost an unstated truth.

The women in these stories, they weren't always consenting. Not in the way they should have been. They were drugged, tricked, or just too far gone to realize what was happening. The testimonials were written in the third person, so it described the women as "enjoying the sensations, and being totally open to new experiences" then "waking up refreshed, with no recollection  of the previous night's events." Danny read further, his heart pounding as he realized the implications. This stuff could make women... compliant. Vulnerable. He looked at the vial in his hand, the clear liquid shimmering under the dim light of the basement. He thought about Sarah, passed out upstairs, her body still warm and willing from the effects of the drug. He could have her again, and again, and she'd never know. The thought sent a thrill through him, his cock hardening in his pants.

Danny felt conflicted. On one hand he knew if anyone ever found out what he was doing he would be in big big trouble.

But on the other hand, he was horny all the time and this Liquid Bliss stuff was giving him an opportunity to enjoy some honest to goodness hot pussy. Like Mike had said, he just had to be careful. He cursed himself for cumming inside her, that was stupid... She was an adult so he assumed she was on birth control, but what if she wasn't? What if he knocked her up? That was a little harder to explain away then a miss-matched button.

Danny knew he had to be more careful. He couldn't risk her finding out, or just as bad, his parents finding out. He decided he needed to learn more about this Liquid Bliss, understand it better before he used it again.

He spent the rest of the night scouring the internet, reading forums and blogs about the substance. It was a powerful aphrodisiac, that much was clear. "Mike where did you find this shit." Danny asked himself.  He made a mental note to ask Mike about it the next time they got together. Thinking of Mike, he pulled up the video of him fucking Aunt Sarah on the couch and uploaded it to the hidden drive on his computer with the other video of them fucking on the basement couch.

He couldn't risk anyone finding them, but he also couldn't bring himself to delete them. He saved the videos in a folder titled "College Research," figuring that if anyone found it, they'd at least be confused enough to leave it alone. Before calling it a night, he forwarded the new video to Mike via secure IP transfer.