I twisted away from Zack.
"Look I'm not in the mood Zack, go home please,"
He pushed me back against the wall. I struggled a little pushing on his chest. I kept turning my head away, but finally his lips found mine. I gave up the struggle pretty quick, and feeling his hot tongue in my mouth, I started to respond.
"See auntie you want it really," he said with a chuckle.
I slapped his face and pulled away again, I managed to make it to the living room. His hand went up between my legs and he grabbed my pussy from behind. He began squeezing my pussy, and pulling me back against him, until I covered his hand with mine. I pushed his fingers into the thin material of my panties! We sort of stumbled to our knees on the carpet, and he pulled me over on my back. He reached up my skirt, and I felt the vain attempt my panties made to keep me protected. The elastic snapped and I heard them tear. Two pairs of hands fought frantically with the front of his trousers. We seemed to be getting in each others way!
"Look just stop will you?" he said pulling my hands away.
I did only for a few seconds; as soon as his hard cock came out of his trousers I was frantically grabbing it.
"Get it in me!" I whimpered.
His cock nudged at my entrance, and with a stiff jerk that had me gasping, he was in me! I began to undo my blouse, but Zack just brushed my hands away and ripped it open sending buttons in all directions. He reached in my bra and just grabbed my tits and yanked them out! He mauled and pulled at them roughly, causing me to whimper and gasp. His tongue went back in my mouth again. My legs crossed over high on his back, and I could feel his cock gain another inch into his aunt's wet pussy. He was bucking hard and fast, and we were actually moving along the carpet!
"Let me breath!" I gasped, finally getting his mouth off mine.
"Fuck off," he replied with a chuckle, like I had asked for something weird.
We fucked like rabbits, like it was the end of the world in a few minutes time. My own orgasm was knocking on the door, and as it washed through me I wrapped everything around my nephew. I just clung to him feeling my pussy pout and twitch on his hard dick. He was grunting too, and sweat built up on both our bodies. His mouth was right by my ear and I could hear every grunt Zack made, and the odd swear word that escaped under his panting breath.
"See you love it auntie, you are such a big slut, bigger than mum!"
Zack was now gripping my hair with both hands and ramming hard into me. I know it was just the passion but did he have to do it so hard? I mean we had moved right across the carpet, and my head was banging on the kitchen door! I felt him shoot in me again, just like he did the first time. But I wouldn't be running away to clean myself up. I was now on the pill. I'm sure if I told Brian he'd jump down my throat. Still if he was fucking Faye then did he expect me to stay faithful or married to him? Zack's face was screwed up as he squeezed everything he had into me, until he collapsed panting heavily.
Finally his weight was too much for me and I managed to push him off. I crawled out to the hall and dragged my handbag back into the living room. Why I didn't get up and walk I didn't know, maybe because my legs were still like jelly. I got my cigarettes out and gave one to Zack. The top of my head was hurting now, where it had constantly thumped against the door. I'm sure when I looked in the mirror it would be flat on top! We just lay on the carpet smoking. I could feel a dribble running down my backside from my puffed up pussy. My nephew's spunk had filled my cunt and was now back out, and making its way to leave a stain on the carpet. I wondered whether I would be able to see it the next day. Would it be there when my husband returned from his business trip with the slut of the year? No I'd better clean it up. Zack went to the loo as I finished my fag. When he came back he threw me some loo roll. I chuckled.
"What's so funny?"
I didn't answer, but in all the time I had been married my husband had never even considered that it might be nice to hand me some tissues! Hardily romantic but at least Zack was thinking of me. Maybe Faye would have a pile by the bed in the hotel? She wouldn't need much with the little dribble my husband had to offer.
"God he had better be using condoms!"
"Who had, Uncle Brian?" Zack asked.
Zack looked at me like I was mad. My words were supposed to be thoughts.
He sniggered, "so you think Uncle Brian is fucking her. You are far sexier."
I looked at him, did he really mean that? He bent forward and took my nipple in his mouth; he kissed and sucked it gently as I cradled his head.
"Am I really Zack?" I mumbled faintly.
He lowered me carefully on my back. His cock slipped up me again.
"Yeah Aunt Sylvie, you know when I came in and saw you bent over the table. I wanted to push him out and take his place. You are too sexy for him, much too sexy."
I clung to him as he fucked me slowly. I could feel his solid inches between my legs, I could hear his little excited gasps, and I could smell his skin. I ran my fingers through his hair, as his body stiffened. My pussy tingled and waited until he began to shoot. This time I didn't push him off. I just held him in my arms, until he finally moved ½ an hour later. I watched him dress.
"What do we do now Zack, where do we go from here?" I asked, as I struggled to get my torn blouse the right way round.
He shrugged. I don't know what I was expecting but I wanted more than a shrug. It brought home just how stupid this was. I was now just a fuck for my nephew. It seemed he could take me or leave me. He had a golden opportunity to stay the night, couldn't he see that? He walked towards the living room door.
"When will I see you again?"
I felt humiliated asking but I wanted him. He just turned and grinned.
"Look this was a one off auntie, you were drunk, and I took advantage of that to get what I wanted."
"You mean you don't want me?" I whimpered.
"No I didn't say that. I want you but not like this. I want to push you to limits, boundaries, or whatever."
"So that thrills you does it, wanting me to humiliate myself?"
"Come here," he said softly.
I hesitated for a moment. Finally I made my way to him. I stared into his eyes feeling so nervous.
"Do you want me to carry on dominating you, making you do things like I've done in the past?"
I looked down; I couldn't admit this could I? It was exciting, scary, sexy, and perverse.
"You'll be expected to do things worse things, if that's what you want then we could have real fun together. Your husband doesn't come into this. You're not even to think of him. I'll turn you into my slut, do you really want that?"
He turned away and went to the front door. He looked back at me weighing me up.
"You are a good fuck auntie, but that is not enough."
I fingered my aching pussy that night. I thought of all the things Zack had made me do. At the time I was frightened, but now looking back it thrilled me being scared and out of control. Could I really let that happen again? By the morning I thought I would have gotten rid of those feelings. I went and made myself a cup of coffee. Mum and my stepfather arrived for lunch. We sat in the kitchen eating as the doorbell rang. I just stood staring at Zack. My mind was all over the place. He moved inside the front door and pulled his zip down!
"My mum and dad are here Zack!" I whispered frantically.
"I know I saw the car. Suck me off."
I shook my head refusing him. Then he held up his mobile phone.
"Maybe mum would like to see this?"
I pulled the living room door closed. When I turned round his hands went on my shoulders. I was still shaking my head as I went down on my knees.
"I won't take long auntie, so the quicker you start, the quicker I finish."
My heart was coming through my chest again. But I put his purple head in my mouth. I began sucking him and tossing him off. This was crazy and stupid but I was sucking for all I was worth. My head bobbed back and forth, and my hand worked his shaft.
"Sylvia your dinners going cold!" my mother shouted from the kitchen.
"I'll be right there mum," I shouted, and then plunged back over Zack's cock!
I could hear him grunting through his teeth. Then I felt it hit my throat, I swallowed, and swallowed, but the stuff kept coming! I coughed and choked a little but I still kept pumping with my hand. Shit the bloody front doors wide open! I slammed it hoping to god nobody had walked by. I looked up into Zack's eyes. He was grunting and becoming louder, I just prayed he wouldn't cry out. His salty spunk slid down my throat. Finally he pulled me to my feet.
"Go Zack, quickly," I panted.
"Give me your panties, now."
I slipped my tights and panties down and handed them to him.
"Now go for god sake go," I hissed.
I closed the front door, and as I turned round dad was stood there.
"It was j, just a salesman," I blurted out.
He lifted his napkin to my face, and I felt him wipe a wet trickle from the corner of my mouth.
"Your dinners going cold," he said with a grinning face.
I sat back at the table and tried to keep my hands from trembling.
"Bloody salesmen," my stepfather said to my mother.
"You know Sylvia you really should be more forceful with them. They are only after one thing you know?"
I looked in shock at my mother.
"Money dear, I meant money!" my mother replied, with a shocked look on her face.
"Some might not be though, I bet some prey on lonely housewives, some would want more...." my stepfather said.
"Oh that's enough of talk like that at the table," my mum said, with her hands pressed to her ears.
I took a deep breath trying to calm myself, and trying not to think of the cock that 5 minutes ago was shooting in my mouth.
"Sylvia you've got white wine sauce on your top," my mum said pointing.
I quickly glanced at my grinning stepfather and rubbed it with my napkin.
The following week my sister arrived with her 4 kids. We spent a few days going out and having a laugh. She left the older two with Zack. They all got on well; Zack used to visit his father in Scotland from time to time, even my sister seemed to get on with him. Brian did a barbeque for us all and Stephanie insisted that Zack should come.
"God look at him chatting to your sister."
