All characters are fictional and above the age of 18. This is a story about a sexual encounter between family members. If this is not your cup of tea, please choose a different story. Thanks and be respectful with constructive comments only. This story takes place after "Aunt Kam becomes a masseuse," but can be enjoyed as a stand alone story.
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Walking out of the massage parlor I was on cloud nine. Driving home all I could do was smile while replaying the events that just transpired with my Aunt Kam. No guilt whatsoever, only that sated feeling after cumming in my aunt twice over the last hour. Wondering what she meant by becoming her sexual servant...
"Ding," an incoming text rattled me back to my senses.
Seeing Aunt Kam's name on my phone. "We need to talk, my place 5pm tomorrow..." was the message, "tell your mom you're going out with friends."
I'm James, in my early twenties and recently moved back in with mom to reduce costs. Previously I was out on my own, but decided to complete my degree by attending the local university near mom's new house.
Mom being newly divorced from dad and moved across town to this quiet area near the university. It worked out perfectly for me to be able to walk to my classes and not worry about parking on campus. Picking up a part time job, also within walking distance from her house it only made sense to stay with her. Plus I could help her get through this difficult adjustment period of living without dad. Dad was doing fine for he quickly found a live in girlfriend replacing mom in what she called his midlife crisis.
When growing up in my younger days, I frequently masterbated while fantasizing about the females in my family. Not being the shy type who used socks or the likes to get off in, I was more brazen and preferred to utilize the lace or silky panties found in mom's dresser drawer. Or on the rare occasion when we stayed over at my aunt and uncles house growing up, the panties found in her dirty hamper in the bathroom.
I always considered my activities and thoughts normal. Having accidently seen mom's naked body on numerous occasions only intensified my dirty fantasies of incest. At the time it all seemed normal, but looking back on it I was a perverted kid that masterbated all the time. Those perverted thoughts are what fueled my devious plan of visiting Aunt Kam at the massage parlor and led to an hour of pure bliss.
Finding the right time during dinner, I told mom I was going out with friends tomorrow night. I had rehearsed every aspect of what we were going to do in case she asked any questions. To my surprise all she stated was have fun and be careful.
The time had come to head out when those familiar nerves identical to when I entered the massage parlor hit me. What did Aunt Kam have in mind, or was she going to scold me and tell me it should never have happened. One's mind can be the worst enemy, especially when doing things you should not be doing.
I showered and dressed for a night out with friends. Nothing fancy by no means, just a pair of jeans and a polo shirt. "Bye mom," I yelled while walking out the door.
Aunt Kam lives not far from mom's house. Within ten minutes of leaving home, I was parked and ringing the doorbell.
"Hi James, please come in," she greeted me wearing a tightly fitted floral top with a deep scoop neckline showing off her large breasts. Her shorts accentuated her hips with her luscious legs on full display. Aunt Kam is in her 50's, not a skinny model but with curves in all the right places in my opinion. A voluptuous redhead with hips and an ass made for fucking. Add to this DD sized tits and you now know why I am her perverted nephew walking in the house with a hard on.
Following her into the family room, I could not keep my eyes off her ass. "Please have a seat," she instructed.
Sitting on the sofa, she sat right next to me slightly sideways to face me, one leg folded underneath her butt. Nervous excitement ran through my body awaiting her next move. Aunt Kam just stared into my eyes as I sat there trying not to break out in a sweat.
"Again I need to apologize about surprising you at the parlor yesterday," breaking the silence I managed to get out.
"About that, remember our deal. No one, I mean absolutely no one must know what took place between us," she instructed.
"Yes, ma'am."
A slight smile crested her lips, "Like I said yesterday, I've wanted to do that for quite some time." She continued, "But we need to work on your orgasm control."
"Excuse me?" I questioned.
"A woman loves to have a cock like you're packing young man, but would prefer to have it for hours." Continuing with authority in her voice, "Yesterday was awesome, but now we are going to work on orgasm control."
Not quite sure where this is going all I could stammer out was, "We are?" Taking a deep breath, "What exactly do you mean?"
"James, like I said yesterday I hope you're up to being my sexual servant," that devilish grin continued spreading over her face. "By that, I give pleasure at work and it gets me so wound up." Nonchalantly she continued, "Not all my clients get my special treatment, but the ones that do I do it because I like it."
I was in awe. I never stopped to think how it would be affecting her. "So what are you thinking?"
"I need to cum!" She barked. "You are a sexy hung young man, and honestly my safest option for release instead of my clients."
My head was spinning with what she was saying and my cock throbbing, "Anything for you Aunt Kam."
"First off drop the aunt part, just call me Kam sweetie." Slightly shifting on the sofa she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Let's take this to my bedroom." A tingle went down my spine as the hair rose on my neck, what have I gotten myself into.
Standing up she grabbed me by the hand and lead me down the hallway to her bedroom. I don't ever recall seeing the inside of her bedroom, but it wasn't what I expected. Centered on the far wall was a king size bed with a padded headboard. There was a night stand on either side with bedside lamps and some pictures of Aunt Kam and my late uncle. Oddly resting on each nightstand appeared to be a padded cuff of some type.
Once fully inside the room, Aunt Kam turned and dimmed the overhead light to a soft glow. The two nightstand lamps were still glowing, but not nearly as bright as I first thought giving out a soft glow.
Bolden by the dimmed light, I pulled her in close and we kissed for the first time. It started with a light kiss, progressing to make out session like two love struck teenagers. Holding her tight she started grinding herself against me.
Reaching up, I started to unbuttoning her blouse. As the last button was undone I slid if off and over her shoulders. Breaking from the kiss, I completely removed her blouse exposing a black lace bra encasing her milky white breast. Going back to making out, I unlatched the bra and with a little help was able to remove it without breaking our lip lock this time. My hands immediately started caressing her naked breasts.
Moaning into my mouth she shivered as my hands ran over her erect nipples for the first time. Breaking off the kiss, I lowered to take one in my mouth and lightly sucked on it.
"God you're so good at that babe," she hissed while I moved from one nipple to the other. My hands were fast at work on unfastening her shorts, slipping them down along with her panties so she could step out of them. Standing up I admired the beautifully mature sexual creature before me.
Kam's hands were fast at work lifting my shirt over my head. Starting to help her with this, her attention shifted to unbuttoning my jeans and trying to rip them off as fast as I did hers. This took a little work, since I was wearing jeans and not shorts. She was bent over close to my crotch while sliding them past my hips, when my throbbing cock sprang free smacking her across the face.
"Hmmm, someone is ready to play," she commented while helping me step out of my pants.
Standing up we embraced for another make out session. Both of us exploring each other's body with roaming hands. "Let's take this party to the bed," Kam insisted.
Moving to the bed, we resumed kissing again. Eventually, I ended up on my back with Aunt Kam straddling my waist. That devilish grin smeared all over her face as she leaned over across me, placing one of her tits in my face. I started orally assaulting her nipple when she took my right hand. "Click click click," is all I could hear as something squeezed around my wrist.
