Changes Ch 05 4

Authors Note: As of this chapter, we've really hit the end of what we've produced with Adam, Jess, Kris, and Aileen. We know where we can and want to take it - some of you who pay attention already might have an inkling (it's implied in this chapter, among other things). We've had some great responses to this little story, so we'll definitely keep writing here.

However, feel free to let us know what you'd like more of. As you've no doubt noticed, this isn't some smut-filled fuck-fest in every chapter. Instead, we try to keep a nice balance between exposition woven into a sexually-driven narrative and interesting character development - a fun exercise, and certainly something we need to practice.

For now, we hope you enjoy!

---Jasmine and Daniel

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Adam woke the next morning, bleary and uncertain of what had happened the night before. Showering and dressing in a t-shirt and jeans, he went downstairs where he found a now-familiar figure at the counter, fighting with the coffee machine which beeped ominously.

He walked to her back and put a hand on her shoulder. He felt courageous since his mother was gone for the morning.

Jessica spun, her eyes wide. When she saw it was him, she relaxed.

"

Christ

, don't scare me like that! I thought you were Lee."

"And? So?" He frowned.

"Well..." She shrugged. "I don't know! Nervous...about last night, I suppose." She ran a hand through her hair and looked up at him. "Can't believe we did that...

god

"

Yeah. There was that.

He blushed remembering it. Looking at his aunt, he cleared his throat. She wore a short skirt and a simple top that exposed somewhat tanned cleavage. Her hair was a tousle, a red mass tied with a red hairband. "So, you regret it?"

"Well....yes...no.

Maybe

! Damn." She muttered. "I'm your aunt, Adam! Stop smiling like that...you little ass!" She glared.

"You don't really often think, do you, Aunt Jessica?" He smiled.

Jessica crossed her arms. "I...I

try!

Okay?"

Adam shook his head. How he saw his aunt had changed over the past few days, not in the least because she seemed to act more like a girl his own age in most ways.

"I want some coffee!" She said, turning to glare at the machine. "How's this thing work anyway?"

"Here, let me. " He programmed the coffeemaker and turned it on with a few, quick presses of the buttons. "Did mom leave some bread?"

"Mhm" She nodded to the paper bag on the table which turned out to hold bagels and two croissants.

They ate in silence while the coffee dripped into the pot. Had it been a few days earlier, sitting with her in the kitchen in this fashion might have made him nervous, or perhaps uncomfortable. Now, however....he eyed her. She seemed the one who was nervous, not him. Rather than feeling uncomfortable, he felt...

confident

.

"Hey. I won't tell mom what we did." He assured her.

She started, glaring at him and brushing crumbs from her lips. "Christ, I should hope not." She shuddered "She'd kill us both." A pause. "Well,

me

. You, she'd just lock in for the rest of your life. You know how she feels about certain...kinds of women."

He grinned. "You're a trailer park girl then?"

"Look at me!" She gestured to the simple top and torn pants she was wearing today. "I'd fit in there in a second!"

He shrugged "You look very nice."

His aunt harrumphed, then sighed. "Well, I suppose I better get used to not buying the most...expensive shit there is. Not all the time at least."

"Mhm."

"Can I have some coffee?"

Adam rose and filled a cup. Setting it down in front of her, he glanced down her cleavage. On impulse, he put down the pot and cupped her chest with both hands.

She gasped. "What are you

doing

, Adam?" She angled her head, looking up at him, biting her lower lip.

"You're hot." He said, heartbeat quickened at his own action.

"And...what? That's what you do to girls you find hot?" Jessica challenged. "No wonder you don't have a girlfriend yet..." Her smile was slightly nervous, ever-so-tremulous.

"When she's given me permission, yeah."

"I never gave you permission,

twerp!

"

"You told me to be confident." He leaned down, touching lips to her neck. Was it too far?

She gasped. "Adam...yes, I did say that, but..."

"But what?"

His aunt glared.

"What?" He repeated.

"This is fucking...

risky.

" She said, her voice more a murmur and leaning her head to the side.

Her lack of actual denial made him more courageous. He pulled her top down, exposing a sizeable, full breast tipped with a pink nipple. His aunt wasn't wearing a bra this morning.

"Adam!"

"Quiet." He told her, attempting a stern voice.

Jessica gaped at him. "

Wha-

"

"Quiet!" He raised his voice.

His aunt glared, but her lips were parted and her breath was audible now. "Adam" her voice was much more controlled "we

can't

just..."

"I want another blowjob." He said, surprised at his own audacity.

His aunt's eyes widened and her throat moved as she swallowed.

"Mom will be gone for hours yet. You told me to tell you what I want and not to be shy about anything, didn't you? Isn't that what you said?"

His aunt was quiet for a moment. "If we do this...we'll never be the same, Adam. I'm your aunt! I'm your mom's friggin

sister

..."

"Yeah. And I licked your pussy."

She closed her eyes and licked her lips. "Yeeees...you're right, but...wine and other things. Horror Movie. I wasn't

thinking

! I'm thinking now."

"Think less, and suck more then."

Again his aunt gaped. "Jesus!

Damnit, Adam!

Who the fuck are you and what have you done to my cute, innocent nephew!?"

He grinned. "I thiiiiink you sucked his innocence out last night." Emboldened by her lack of actual resistance, he leaned in. At first, she didn't part her lips for his kiss. It took moments before she did, tasting of coffee and strawberry Jam.

"

Adam..

" She breathed.

"Yes...

Jessica?

" He emphasized her first name, smiling.

"Oh, so what? I'm no longer

Aunt

Jessica now?" Her lips glistened with saliva.

"Nope." He reached down and caressed both of her breasts, her nipples stiff against his palms.

"You're horny." He accused.

"I...well yeah! Of

course I'm

horny!" She glared at him, then lowered her voice. "I'm always horny in the morning, Adam. Usually Martin and I would fuck like bunnies whenever we woke up. I

love

dick in the morning.

I want it.

"

That gave him pause.

She grinned, as if knowing what she'd done. "Yeah? Not as confident anymore?

Yes

, Adam. I've fucked men.

Lots of men.

" Her voice became lower. "I'm older than you. Quite a bit older, and

much

more experienced. You should have someone your own age as a girlfriend...not...me. I'm not for you, babe."

"I don't want you to be my girlfriend. I just want a blowjob." He insisted, swallowing.

Why did she say those things? Well...to scare me, of course. As most guys my age might be intimidated. But i'm not going to be intimidated.

"How many men have you fucked then?"

She cocked her head and raised one eyebrow. "What? You want to know?

Really

?"

"Well....maybe after. " He moved trembling hands to his jeans. He was going to do this! I'm going to show her. Unbuttoning his pants, he pulled his cock free of it's confines, watching her eyes grow wide. "You told me you were horny. Well..show me. Suck me off."

She glared up at him, her chair now half-turned towards him. "Fucking...

ass

!" She muttered - but she looked around before slowly sinking to her knees.

Adam grabbed the back of her head, threading fingers in her thick hair and pulled her close, his cockhead bumping her lips.

"Adam..." Jessica looked up at him. Her tongue came out to flick at his cockhead, testing the waters.

"Ah.." he groaned and pushed. It was easy to enter her mouth, for she gave way easily. "Suck, Jessica.

Suck my cock

. Oh...yeah.." It felt even better than last night, perhaps due to the way he'd started it. He looked down at her.

Her eyes were closed and she moved her head back and forth slowly. He could feel her tongue moving along the length. Her breath came hard through her nose. Her hands moved to his back, and she caressed his lower back, urging him closer.

"Mhmmmmm" She moaned.

It was a languorous sucking. Adam expected that he would cum within the minute, but he surprised himself by lasting. It wasn't easy. The sight of saliva trickling from the corner of her mouth, dribbling on the floor made his cock twitch. The way her lips twitched when it did, a small smile, made him groan.

Jessica went at him with incredible extents of experience, and it was clear she knew what she was doing, coaxing him onward.

"Is this what you wanted? What you dreamt about?" She demanded, releasing his cock for a moment while catching her breath. "Like me sucking you off, Adam?"

"I didn't dream at all. I just slept. But when I saw you this morning, I decided I wanted you to suck me off." Adam said honestly.

Jessica grinned at that and enveloped him again, closing her eyes. She seemed to suck harder, one of her hands working at his testicles and the portion of his shaft not in her mouth.

He panted, feeling his climax approach. He began moving against her mouth, fucking her as she sucked him. A muffled groan came from her, but she didn't push him off. It made him thrust harder. He remembered her words from last night at the last moment and twisted her hair instead of tapping her head.

"

Cu...cumming!

" he gasped, shoving forward.

Her moan reverberated along his cock, and she swallowed visibly as he emptied his load inside her mouth. It took half a minute or more before the stars faded from his eyes. For another half-minute, she kept sucking, caressing his cock with her tongue, and taking great care to clean his cock before letting it slip free with a wet '

slrrp'

.

"Mm..." She breathed. "

Happy

, Adam?" She gave his thigh a soft smack.

"Very..." he admitted. Seeing her hair tousled, her face flushed and a small trail of stray semen dripping from the corner of her mouth also made him feel ashamed. "I..."

"No, no.

Don't

apologize. Christ." She rose, and made no move to cover her exposed breasts, instead righting her hair. "Worst thing you can do, apologize after something like this. You're right, Adam. I

told

you to act like this. Tell me what you wanted. Show me. " She smiled. "Didn't think you'd actually go ahead and do it...but can't whine

now

, can I?" For a moment, she grew very serious. "Look. Listen to me, Adam. If I seriously wanted to stop you, you couldn't make me move an inch. Don't even think about it.

I'm

deciding when I want to fuck, and when not to. If i don't want to, i'll let you know. Okay?" She smiled.

"Well...." He cleared his throat.

"Besides." She craned her head, stretching her neck "I like it. I've missed fucking regularly."

"But we didn't have sex." He pointed out.

"True. But blowjobs are fun too."

He grinned. His shame was fading at her words and he pulled her close, kissing her neck, her cheek, and touching her breasts.

"Mm...Adam. Careful." She murmured, pressing against him. "Someone just blew his load and a

different

someone is even hornier than before....ah!"

"So what can I do? Want me to fuck you?"

"Yeeeeees...But you

can't

, and we

can't

." She grinned. "I'll be fine. Frustration...can be fun."

Something he'd seen in a video came to him and he took her by the shoulders and walked her to the counter. Reaching around and opening her pants, he stood behind her.

"Adam, no. I'm serious - really. I was kidding.

We can't fuck

. We can't do that." Her glance was a warning one.

"Bend over the counter." He said.

"Adam...

AH!

" He'd pushed her down and almost as a reaction, she pushed her lower body back. "God dammit! What's gotten into you!"

What had gotten into him was the realization that his aunt had meant every word she'd said. That he could say what he wished to her. Do what he wanted. The idea was exciting in a way he'd not expected.

"Adam..wait...don't tear them! I don't have that many left. Let me..." His aunt hooked fingers into her underwear and pulled it down. "But

no fucking

. Alright? Don't even try it. We can't. Wouldn't be right, okay? I mean it, Adam.

Ooooh....fuuckkk...

"

He'd sunk two fingers into her from behind, his other arm leaned over her back with the elbow pressing into the small of her back. She was wet, dripping fluid along the length of his fingers. "You're wet as hell." He accused.

"

Of course

I am!" Jess exclaimed "I told...you...ah. I told you I get horny in the mornings. Besides." She muttered "Sucking...cock..mmmm...makes me hornier."

"I like how wet you are." He said.

"Yeah? I'll get wetter." She groaned "Oh Adam...don't stop. Go deeper...like that. Yes. Like that. Angle your fingers a bit upward at the top? Ah! Bit more?

OH! FUCK!

" She gasped, shaking and bucking on the counter, attempting to push him up.

"Lay still!" He snapped at her.

She mewled, but quieted.

It was the first time he'd really commanded her as such, and it felt good. Her reaction encouraged him.

"You're a little slut, aren't you?" He thrust is fingers inside, a wet shlk-shlk-shlk audible in the kitchen. "Aren't you, Jessica?" He demanded.

"

Mhmmmrnngggnnnn.

I am. Sometimes. For the right guy. For you." She moaned, thrusting her rear back against his fingers and standing with her legs farther apart.

"You like being fingerfucked like a little slut?"

"

Yes!

" She gasped, slamming her fist against the counter. "I love it! I'm....AH! A slut. Do it. Fuck me! Oh, Adam. I'll be a slut for you at least."

"You told me not to fuck you, Jessica." He teased.

"

Ass

...Ah! ....fingers. Use your damn fingers. Fingerfuck me. Ngh. Bastard."

He slapped his free down on her bared ass and she squealed. She pushed her rear against his hand, however, and he repeated it. Another squeal.

"Harder. Oh, harder. Fuck my pussy, Adam. Finger my horny pussy. Make me... make...me...cum." She groaned and shook.

The sound of an engine and tires on gravel from outside halted them more effectively than even a gun to the head could have.

"Oh, Shit!"

With a wet sound, he withdrew his fingers and Jessica had her panties up so quick that he heard the fabric stretch. Her pants were quickly behind.

In some movie, perhaps they'd

juuuust

have managed to get their clothes on and right themselves, but the fact was that by the time Adam's mother came back in the kitchen, they were both calmly sitting at the table and had plenty of time to right themselves.

Aside from Jessica's flushed cheeks, very little could have said what they were doing earlier.

"Good morning!" Aileen poured herself coffee and sat down in front of Jess. "Slept well?"

"Mhm. Heaven!" She grinned "Such a good movie. And Adam's not half as scared as you."

"I'm sure." His mom smiled. "Well, good. Glad you had fun. What are you up to today, then?"

"Checking out a job." Jess sighed, then glanced at him. "Wanna come?"

The question could have two meanings, and there was a sparkle in his eyes. "With you to find a job?" He frowned as if considering it, then shrugged. "Not as though I have anything better to do."

His mom looked surprised

"What? Phone isn't exactly ringing, is it?"

"Adam...honey." Mom began.

"Nono." He smiled "didn't mean it like that." At least not entirely. "It's cool. I'll go with you. I can pick up some things in town anyway."

"Lee, can I take your car then?"

"

If

you promise to bring it back in one piece, yes."

Jessica rolled her eyes and finished her croissant. "You worry too much. I'll just grab my purse and some other things."

"Hey! I have reasons to!" She called after Jess as she left up the stairs. "So." She eyed him. "Looking for a job with...

Jess

?" She sounded hesitant.

"Oh. Yeah. Sure." He shrugged.

"Honey." She took a deep breath. "I didn't...chase that girl out to deprive you of your social life. You should socialize more. Maybe meet up with your friends. I wouldn't even mind if you went to some concert. Or party."

"Jer's gone to his relatives in Pittsburgh, and Malik is busy with his job, mom."

"Yeah...but you have other friends. I know you do. Look. I want you to meet people. That also includes girls. A girlfriend too. It's just...that when I saw her, and you - and you and her..."

He bit into his bagel and waited.

She shook her head. "I don't know. Has that girl...really been spreading rumors about you? Because of me? Because of what I did?"

He frowned. "Who..."

"Jess kind of...

implied it

. Is it true?"

"Kind of. A bit, maybe. It's no big deal, mom." Adam shrugged.

His mom closed her eyes and sighed. "Alright."

"But yeah. I don't mind going along with aunt Jess."

"And things are...good? Between you two?"

"Honestly? Best they've ever been." And let her not guess what that means.

"Oh. That's...good."

"Hey, she'll live here, for now, right?"

Mom nodded. "She will."

Adam rose and finished his coffee. "Tell aunt Jess I'm waiting outside by the car, alright?"

"Sure."

******

She was getting her hair ready, tying it into the semblance of a ponytail, and looking at herself in the mirror. The top was simple, the pants clean and form-fitting.

I look pretty good

. She turned, looking at herself in the small mirror.

Fuck. I really have no jewelry left.

She'd had time to grab almost nothing.

Then again, I'm not going to a high-class party. The ring will do. Aaaaand that bracelet. Maybe that necklace. Well, the necklace. The only one I have left.

She put it on, looked at herself again.

There. Ten-out-of-ten redheaded knockout, bitches. Let's see anyone who turns down this.

Jessica tried smiling, checked her teeth and-

"Hey. Jess."

Fuck!

She whirled, hand to her breast. "Jesus, Lee!" She panted.

Twice in one day.

"You scared me."

Her sister frowned. "Why? Who'd you think it was? The

monster under your bed

I had to scare off?"

"That was ages-" She took a deep breath. "Look, sorry. Just a bit on edge I guess. Nervous about...well, I need that job, after all."

A smile touched her sister's lips. She really was ravishing - a more ripened, somewhat fuller version of her own slim self when she smiled.

"You will do fine. I know you can do...well, when you apply yourself."

"Wow.

Thanks, mom

. Not at all condescending." She frowned and crossed her arms. "What did you want? Tell me I'll do fine?"

"I...no. Look. You've been talking to Adam. And he to you, apparently."

"What? Is that so hard to believe?" She frowned, feeling her temper rise.

"No - not at all! I just...I'm wondering about...look, has he talked to you about

women

? Girls he's seeing?"

A cold fist clenched her gut and seemed to squeeze. Jessica swallowed. "I...why do you ask?"

Aileen frowned. "Because...well, I don't know. What you said about...

what I did

. To that one girl. Kaylee." She closed her eyes. "

My lord

- The name alone. You said I might have...made it harder for him to meet someone..."

Jessica could breathe again.

No suspicion, thank god

. "

Made it harder?

Lee, it's damn high school! You're older than me, but you're not

that

much older. Really think about what you did, and if you'd heard one of your friends tell you that's what some

guy's mom

had done to you. Helped you with your coat? Chased you? Come on, you're the smart one between us! What do you think that did?" She shook her head and grabbed her watch and clasped it on with a faint

'click'.

"I'd be surprised if anyone of those bitches looks his way without laughing at him. And I'm pretty sure you have a nice rep at that school too now." She frowned. "What - has he had any friends over since you did that? Anyone?"