Milf Feeds Bi-Nephew

Part 1. From Danny's point of view.

Danny looked at the view from his aunt's beach house and watched the rollers coming in. He reminded himself how lucky he was to spend a week here by the sea. At age 18, just left school and due to start university in September, he reckoned he should be ready for the next step in his life ... but he wasn't. Confused was a word that circled his mind.

''How are you this morning, Danny?'' Her voice had sex appeal. Aunt Stacy was the sister to Danny's mother and the twin sisters looked alike. Auntie had always taken a keen interest in Danny and she had invited her nephew to spend a week or two relaxing. She came to stand alongside Danny. ''I brought you a mug of coffee.''

Danny took it gratefully. ''Thanks, Auntie.''

She put her hand on his shoulder. ''You're not your usual self this morning. The same yesterday. What's troubling you?''

This could be embarrassing, he thought and looked for a reasonable explanation. ''Oh, just wondering what the future might ... you know ... and all that.'' Even to Danny, his reasoning sounded dumb.

''Come and sit with me.'' She walked over to the armchair and indicated the sofa opposite. Danny had always found her silky voice attractive as he sat. ''I've known you all your life, Danny, and I know when you're hiding something. Best thing is to come clean.''

''I'm okay, really. Tired maybe.''

''You look tired so why aren't you getting enough sleep?''

''Hot, I guess.'' Danny took a sip of coffee and let his eyes flicker away from auntie's face and down to her cleavage and further down to her legs. He blinked and dragged his eyes up to her face again. ''Sorry.''

There was a moment's silence before she smiled. ''For what?''

''Well, ah ... I shouldn't be looking ... you know ... at your chest and ...'' He shrugged because he knew auntie was a very attractive woman. He had heard others say that she was a MILF. Her spiky blonde haircut and intense blue eyes made auntie look younger than her 40 years. And Danny had also seen her in a wet bikini which indicated teardrop breasts with large nipples. And her legs were shaped like a gymnast.

''It's a compliment,'' she laughed, ''and you're admiring my figure. Claude doesn't do that.''

Danny relaxed. ''Your husband must be mad.''

Stacy came to sit next to him. ''And what is worrying you? You look sad.''

''It's nothing.'' He told himself he could not tell her the truth - his problem with masturbating. ''It's a man thing,'' he said and looked at his lap.

Auntie gently cupped his chin and turned his head to face her. ''You are a good looking man. Your dark hair is too long, it shields your eyes and your lips are more full than most men. But you are adorable.'' She swept the hair back from his eyebrows. ''Tell me your problem.''

''I can't. It's sort of private.'' He wanted to look away but auntie kept him facing her, their eyes locked together. He felt the pressure to say something as her thumb moved over his lower lip. ''It's what all boys do.'' His words felt clumsy and he wanted to retract them.

''And men.'' Her voice sounded husky. ''Pleasure themselves ... relieve their stress ... men do it. Is this your problem?''

He nodded and auntie drew him in closer and hugged him. Danny smelt her perfume. Somehow, he felt reassured, that he could tell auntie anything. ''Yes,'' he mumbled.

As their hug increased, auntie said, ''Say it in your own words, Danny darling. I'm family and I understand.''

He spoke into her soft shoulder, ''I try to masturbate, want to do it ... try to ... but after a while, I lose it. I don't know why.''

''And this makes you frustrated.'' Auntie's other hand stroked his back as he nodded again. She said, ''Are you hard when you start?''

''Yup.'' He gulped and wanted to stay in her arms for reassurance.

''So you can get a little way along the journey, so to speak.'' He nodded and she spoke again into his ear, ''And you fantasise, I assume. But what happens then?''

Danny needed to take a breath and withdrew from their hug. ''Images swirl around my head and, I suppose, I get confused. And that's where I can't go further.''

''You lose your ... erection?''

''Yes.'' He thought back to last night and the lack of sleep as he tried to finish himself off.

As if reading his mind, she said, ''And you spent much of last night trying to masturbate and it didn't work.'' Her statement had him nodding again. She smiled. ''I'm more than twice your age, Danny, so I have more experience than you. There is a solution ... we have to talk things through ... we can resolve it. And once we've got to the bottom of this you'll be so much happier. Will you make me a promise?''

Danny trusted his aunt. She looked so much like his mother, her twin sister, that it felt like he was promising his mum. ''Yes, I promise.''

''Promise me to do whatever I suggest, to answer my questions truthfully, to follow me in this quest.''

''I promise, Auntie.'' He gave a broad smile, the first for ages and auntie put her hand against his cheek and used her thumb to wipe under his eye.

''You have a vulnerable side, Danny. I can see a lot of people falling for you. Not only are you handsome but you have a closeness to your feminine side, you relate to how women feel and act. You're a person of many parts I think.''

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. Ever since one of his friends had said that he looked pretty, he had changed his hair and clothes to emphasise his masculine side. And as auntie had been talking he noticed she had shifted her position, a push of her hips towards the sofa's edge which meant her skirt rose further up her thigh and couldn't go any further without exposing auntie's knickers. He tried to avoid looking but failed. Danny continued to take in the view below her waist.

By leaning over, auntie kissed the top of his head but now Danny's eyes looked down her cleavage. ''You poor boy,'' she said, ''you seem all over the place.'' She took his hand. ''Come with me.''

In a daze, Danny was lead upstairs, his hand still held as he walked behind auntie. He debated to himself whether aunt Stacy was going to make him have sex with her. ''Auntie,'' he said, as he pulled back slightly, ''it's not right to involve you. We can talk about things but no further ... you're my mother's sister and ... I don't know what mum would say.''

''There's nothing to tell my sister,'' as she went into her bedroom. ''I'm helping you discover yourself.''

''Thank you, but it would be wrong to go too far. It's taboo, isn't it?''

''You're not going to have sex with me, darling Danny. It's a question of developing your understanding, looking into your sub-conscious so you can understand what's stopping you have fulfilment.'' She opened a drawer in her wardrobe. ''Which underwear shall I wear? The black thong and skimpy bra ... or ... this white lace panties and bra?''

Danny looked in awe at the items, expensive and sexy. It felt weird but also his cock got a fraction bigger. ''What are you going to do?'' He bit his lip. ''Suppose Claude catches me in here?''

''He's back tonight. And I'll tell him how we discovered your hidden inhibitions.''

''Don't tell Uncle Claude, please. It's embarrassing.'' He pleaded with his eyes.

''Fine. Choose.'' She pointed at the drawer.

''The white lace.''

''Now go and sit on the side of the bed and I'll be back in a minute.'' She went into the bathroom.

Although he was nervous, his cock had expanded some more. Aunt Stacy came out of the bathroom wearing a transparent full-length robe tied at the waist.

As she walked over she said, ''Keep your top on, just take your shorts off.''

Her words had assurance and maturity so Danny couldn't think of a reason not to do as he was asked. Besides, he had promised auntie to do whatever she said. He stood and dropped his shorts. It wasn't necessary to look down at his white underpants to know that his cock pressed against the cotton. Auntie noticed.

''Danny, my darling. You're halfway there. What's the problem?''

He swallowed as he remained standing. Danny's voice croaked, ''I can't get it much bigger and then I can't sustain it.'' He blew out a breath.

''See if this helps.'' She languidly untied her robe. The gap revealed the white lace panties and bra. The robe fell off her shoulders to the floor. She did a twirl. ''Seems to me your bulge hasn't moved. Maybe it's nerves.'' She came and stood beside him and touched his shoulder. ''Sit back on the edge and lie back.''

''Should I be doing this with you?''

''I know you're shy. Sit on the edge and lie back.''

The instruction seemed clear enough so Danny obeyed. His mouth had gone dry.

Auntie sat next to Danny on his right but didn't lie down. ''Are you a virgin?''

The back of his head was on the mattress but he managed a nod anyway. He realised that she had taken his right hand with her right hand.

''I want to know,'' auntie said, ''what you're thinking as together we move your hand down your body. Think you can do that? To tell me what's going on in that beautiful head of yours? Let's try.''

It seemed reasonable to try, thought Danny. Her warm hand covered his and rested on his pecs before he felt a little push downwards. Slowly and together, their joint hands roamed across his abs. He struggled to say it. ''I'm thinking this is nice.''

''And now?'' said auntie, as she guided him over his bellybutton.

''Feels sexy,'' he said while looking up into her blue eyes.

She whispered, ''Look at my breasts, not my eyes. My nipples might help you.''

As their clasped hands touched the elastic band of his underpants, Danny felt his cock move. The sight of auntie's nipples had his attention, their storks pushed through the flimsy lace. He remembered to say what he felt. ''You're so sexy.''

''Let's see if you can maintain this monster.'' Their hands had already pushed under the briefs and over his pubic hair.

Danny jolted as contact was made with his cock. Suddenly he said, ''Don't pull it out. I don't want you to see.''

This didn't stop auntie moving their locked hands across his groin inside his briefs to allow him to grip his erection. ''Okay, big boy. We'll keep you covered.'' She paused to smile down at him. ''Why don't you want your cock out?''

Together they used fingers to stroke his shaft. ''I don't want you to see it,'' he said. ''I'm shy I suppose.''

''You seem good to go all the way.'' Her fingers, enmeshed with his, had become slippery. ''What are you thinking?''

''You on top of me but I know it will pass.'' The way she directed his masturbation meant that the head of his cock protruded above his underpants most of the time. ''I can feel it going less hard,'' he said, ''and fading like it always does.''

After a moment, she withdrew her hand. ''I can feel it softening.'' With both her hands she undid the back of her bra and threw it to the floor. ''See if this helps.''

Danny watched her breasts spring free. As he suspected, the fullness of her breasts was shaped like a pendant gem on an earring. Around her extended pink nipples were a ring of coffee-coloured skin. ''Oh my ... I shouldn't be seeing you like this,'' he told her but his cock seemed to be interested.

''We're going to find out how to give you real pleasure.'' She paused to twist so that her boobs were nearer Danny's face. ''Your lips have become more prominent which I like. Keep your hand on your cock and I'll let you suckle this breast.'' She leaned over with her left breast and let the nipple near Danny's soft lips.

Her breast was near enough that Danny could smell her scent. ''I mustn't, auntie. You're family ...'' As he was speaking, auntie's nipple touched his moving lips.

''Shuush, darling Danny. Lick me.''

He found himself allowing her nipple to connect to his teeth although he refused to open his mouth.

Her cooing came close to his ear. ''My nipple is for you, darling. I'll stroke it over your teeth and lips until you let me in.'' She did this several times, little movements back and forth across his wide mouth. ''You're my boy. I want to feed you.''

Danny's saliva increased and the cock in his hand had got hard again. He closed his eyes and hoped it was okay to be this close to his aunt. Her thumb caressed his cheek and he opened his mouth. The relief was shocking for Danny who sucked and listened to her instructing him to use his tongue to draw the nipple in. He sucked and sucked like a hungry child. After a while, Danny was aware of masturbating himself again, his cock harder than it had been for a long time. He opened his eyes to look up at her as she turned to watch his cock.

''Your cock looks lovely.'' She joined with his hand to increase the slickness and precum from his tip. She brought her fingers up from his cock to his mouth and slipped the spunk-covered finger alongside her engorged nipple. ''There ... taste the love-food ... suck me and drink it down.''

The slight salt taste of precum mingled with her skin and nipple sweetness made him stretch his lips wider to suckle even more as auntie fed him more cock juice. He was masturbating quicker and wanted to tell her not to look at his cock, even though most of it was now out of his underpants.

Auntie seemed to understand his shyness as she lovingly told him not to worry about showing his manhood. Her fingers had enmeshed with his to jointly masturbate. Then she felt his balls. ''These are heavy and full, Danny. Take it slowly. You're doing well.'' Auntie adjusted her position. ''I'm going to feed you my other breast.'' She expertly opened his mouth, withdrew her soaking nipple and replaced it with her right nipple.

There was no resistance from Danny as he latched on quickly and licked the spunk covered fingers being pressed between his teeth. There was added pleasure from sucking her wet finger and then two fingers before returning to her new nipple. During the following 2 minutes, he sucked and felt her hand playing with his cock alongside his hand.

Her whisper had a mothering tone to it, ''Would you like me to press into your bum?'' Without realising it, Danny increased the suction on her breast and drew his legs up to place his heels on the edge of the bed. She smiled, ''Danny wants me to feel you, don't you?''

He blinked once to signal yes, his eyes on auntie's face.

She cooed, ''Spread your legs wider ... that's better ... my finger is wet from your cock ... let me spread some more juice, darling. You're doing very well.'' Suddenly, he jolted as her finger pressed into his ass. ''Shush, I won't hurt you. Relax your bum for me.'' Auntie pressed further into Danny's anal passage.

Unable to understand why he found her finger up his passage so enjoyable, he quickened his masturbation. His eyes drooped as Danny neared his orgasm.

Auntie pressed a second finger in, wet with precum and slowly bum fucked him. Without breaking her rhythm she calmly asked Danny, ''Would you like a man to do this next time?''

Danny's eyes opened wide and suckled her nipple more while he shook his head slightly from side to side.

''You'd be safe, my darling, especially if it's Claude who does this for you.''

Momentarily, Danny stopped sucking her nipple, before carrying on.

''Good boy. I'd make sure he won't hurt you,'' whispered auntie, ''and I'd look after your big cock, to milk your lovely sperm out of those full balls, to make you climax and climax.''

Just then, Danny couldn't stop the powerful orgasm that started deep in his groin and erupted into his erection. He felt the thick glob land on his chest and speeded his wrist-action to have the next spurt from his cock. The ejaculation took over his body and he moaned into her breast but he still had after-shocks coursing through his body, aided by her fingers which fucked him.

As his body stilled, she withdrew her fingers and wiped them on her panties. Auntie carefully withdrew her teat from his mouth.

He looked up at his aunt and ran his tongue across his swollen lips. She leaned down to kiss him. Danny didn't have the strength to resist or say that he shouldn't kiss his mother's sister but as soon as her tongue stroked his, Danny opened his mouth. The French kiss continued for several minutes which almost had him crying with relief.

She broke the kiss and wiped the underneath of both his eyes. ''You cried a little. You are an adorable boy. And you've done well.''

''I didn't realise how much I need you.'' Exhaustion began to overtake him and he let her arrange him on the bed with a sheet to cover him. Sleep overtook him. At one point, later, he thought he heard several cries of ecstasy come from the en-suite bathroom but then he fell into a deep sleep.

Part 2. From Claude's point of view.

Two days later, Claude arrived at the beach house on Friday late afternoon having worked in the city all week. From the house, he could see Stacy and their nephew on the beach. Claude changed out of his business suit into a polo shirt and faded shorts before he strolled down to join Stacy. He brought 3 mugs of tea and sat next to his wife to watch Danny in the surf. Stacy kissed him, asked about his workday and talked about how Danny had settled in since arriving last Tuesday.

As they talked, Claude could tell that Stacy wanted to say something. His sensitive antennae to his wife's mood had been honed by their marriage in which they had no secrets. Concerns were aired. Fantasies were shared. She knew that he was bisexual and had sex occasionally with his on/off boyfriend in the city. And Claude knew of Stacy's fondness for threesomes but only when he was part of the action.

Stacy caressed his bare knee and let her hand slide up his thigh. ''I got something to tell you.''

He raised his eyebrows as if he was surprised. He liked her hand 6 inches from his cock.

''Danny has a problem which I think I've partly sorted. On his first morning here he was very glum. We talked and he confessed to wanting to masturbate but couldn't complete the act, if you know what I mean.''

''So you extracted this personal information out of Danny. What happened then?'' Claude wondered how involved his wife was with their nephew.''

''I needed to show Danny that he could play with himself, keep the erection going and finish it ... to come by doing it himself.'' She looked at the surf. ''He's a sensitive boy ...'

''18 and in good shape.''

''Yes, but he didn't want me to see his cock. He did his best to keep it in his underpants.''

''So ... how far did you go to help him?'' said Claude who thought it unlikely that she would have sex with Danny.

''I helped to masturbate him.'' The noise of the waves had a calming effect. ''He wanted to do it himself and not have sex with me although he suckled my breasts ... it was one of the things that helped him to complete.''

There was a brief silence before Claude said, ''He's your sister's son, our nephew, family. There's no way can you have any sex with him. Suppose your sister finds out?''

''Danny won't say anything. He's discovered a lot about himself.''

Claude knew that Stacy was tactile and sexy and loyal. He considered himself lucky to be married to her because she accepted his bi interest with the agreement that Claude would always use a condom with another male. In return, Stacy gave great sex to her husband.

Claude asked, ''What has Danny discovered?''

''He didn't realise he's bisexual.''

''And you're thinking that a three-way with Danny?'' he said in surprise. ''There is no way would I agree to that. He's family and that makes it taboo.'' Claude couldn't continue because Danny was running back to them, laughing and saying how fantastic the waves were. As he stood and drank his tea, Claude ran an appreciating eye over Danny's tight abs and the bulge in his swim shorts. However, as far as Claude was concerned they must not have any more sexual contact with their nephew.