Moved in with Hot Aunt

Part 2 in a new series. Check profile for first story. Enjoy.

The following day, while getting ready for Sunday school, I avoided looking at my aunt too much. But from her demeanor, it was like nothing happened. When I tried to catch her eye for a bit, she just flashed a quick smile and said, "Let's go sweety, we don't want to be late."

I stayed in that same daze of disbelief at the way my aunt was acting, and I wasn't sure anything had happened. Except I knew that it had. It was so real, and it was the most amazing thing ever. I was smitten. And now that she had confirmed that Melissa was boy crazy and she really liked me, I couldn't help but notice the complete way Melissa fawned over me. I should've realized that my lame jokes weren't that funny.

Because I remembered my agreement with my aunt, I did my best to avoid Melissa's gaze and not horseplay around with her as much, especially when my aunt was close by. I also tried to get my aunt to drop me a hint, at least confirm what happened last night wasn't a dream or a mistake.

After dinner, my aunt asked me to help her with the dishes. She put her hand on my arm and flashed me a look. I went studiously to the sink.

"Look, we need to set up some boundaries; the way you've been eyeing me, someone will get suspicious."

My hurt look caused her to step close and put her hand on my chest from behind. "We have to be very careful, and besides, I think we need to set up some real boundaries. While I did enjoy myself. I think I may have taken it too far." Her voice was soft and comforting. It drove me wild.

"So wait, you enjoyed yourself? Tell me more," I said, licking my lips.

She jabbed and stuck her tongue out. "Of course, I enjoyed myself, you little twit," she moved closer. "But seriously, I don't need this to escalate; we have to set boundaries. Like we agreed, I get you off, and you distance yourself from Melissa."

"Tracking"

"But this is just to get you off. Let's keep it to hand jobs, and you can look at my tits, but that's it."

"Wait, so I can't play with them?" I said, staring longingly at her chest.

"You're such a perv! I'm here offering you a five-star hand job and a great view, and you're still not happy with that?"

"Auntie, you are right, but look, I live in the same house as Melissa. Today was so hard trying to maintain my distance."

She reached and grabbed my boner from behind. "Mmmm, yeah, it is really hard." Her warm breath on the back of my neck sent shivers down my spine.

"And more than likely, I'm going to be hired and start working at the same store she's working at, and it's likely we'll share shifts together."

"Yes, I guess I can see your point," she said while rubbing my cock. She squeezed hard, almost enough to hurt me. Almost. "Alright, you fucking perv, you can play with my tits, but you're not sucking on them."

I gasped. My dick bulged and pulsed.

"Oh, you are so cute when you get excited... mmmm... maybe it will be a special treat once I see Melissa get over you."

Fuck Melissa, I was sucking on them titties!

"Yea, I think someone agrees," she said as she continued rubbing my cock, jerking me off through my pants. "Alright, the old fart turns in pretty early and is knocked the fuck out quick. The only thing will be Melissa. You guys have been staying up talking pretty late." And we had. In almost three short weeks, it seemed like we were best friends. I did like the little shirts and shorts she wore once her parents were asleep.

"I'll tell her I'm tired."

"Mmmkay, do it quick, and I'll reward you" She gave my cock a hard squeeze and squished her titties into my arm. She looked deep into my eyes. She must've seen the yearning hunger because she smiled and gave me a small kiss on the forehead, "Don't keep me waiting."

~

"So you excited to be working with me, cuz?! I know it's not much, but it's super easy. On some weeknights, we hardly get any customers, but maybe we can work the late shift on weekends together. I'll show you my pet spider in the back and everything."

I raised my eyebrows. Melissa was especially chatty after dinner. Now that I knew she liked me, I was much more relaxed and tried to act uninterested; this seemed to make her pursue me even more. She came over and sat next to me on the couch. "See," she said, pointing to a photo on her phone of a decent spider in a web behind a door somewhere. I was so aware of her sweet smell, our thighs touching, her titties squeezing onto my arm, slowly inching towards my hand holding my phone. I shuddered.

"That's a fucking huge spider, why would you keep a thing like that?" I asked coldly. She winced but quickly stuck her tongue out playfully.

"Alright fuck you too, then. See if I let you feed bugs to Robert."

He has a name. "Alright, well, I'm pretty tired. I'm going to call it an early night." As I walked towards my room to shower, I could feel her stare, and I felt shitty.

"Good night"

~

It felt like hours. I fought so hard not to masturbate waiting to see my aunt. I was trying to save my cum after completely draining myself last night. I was hoping I could impress her with my nut again. The way her eyes gleamed as I gushed onto her. The way her eyes looked as she played with my sticky cum on her hands. She looked like she wanted to lick it and taste it. Her pretty lace panties showed off her ass; come to think of it, they looked wet as I went in for her neck and... I had to snap out of it; I was going to bust.

I did have a lingering feeling of guilt. I really enjoyed becoming close to Melissa. She was so funny, so smart. And we were getting so close and getting along well. But I knew I was doing this for a greater cause. I had to be convincing in rebuking her advances. This was so difficult; I was not used to women, this hot, flirting with me. It was a problem but a good problem to have, to ponder.

Once I started falling asleep, the door opened slowly, and my aunt, fully robed, slipped in. "Alright, let's get to it, mister perv!" She unraveled her robe, and in the bright moonlight from the open window, her body glowed. I drank in the sight. Intoxicated. She wore a nice sheer bra that had her tits looking amazing. Even in the low light, I could see her nice hard nipples sticking out. Her stomach wasn't exactly flat, but it had a bit of a tone to it. Her panties matched the nice bra in a sheer sense. I could see a bush bunched up inside her panties. I couldn't help but stare.

"Like what you see?"

"God, yes,"

"Oh, you like your auntie looking like this."

"Yes, auntie."

She sat next to the bed and leaned over. "Lay back, let auntie take good care of you. I was watching, and you did such a good job. I think you deserve a big treat."

I was only wearing boxers, and she quickly pulled them down. My cock sprang out and almost hit her in the face. She giggled. It was so strange seeing my aunt, well over twice my age, slightly blushing and giggling like a young girl. Quickly, business entered her face. She spit hard over my cock and began long, slow strokes as she stared intently into my eyes.

"Oh my, look at these huge balls," She said as she brought her other hand to firmly cup and massage my nuts. "They're so full and swollen of dirty cum," she whispered, inches from my cock. She opened her mouth she drooled onto my cock and balls while maintaining eye contact. "Yes, you really do need someone to help you. All that young hot cum bottled up inside, we need to release it, baby."

"Oh, yes, auntie."

"Yeah, you like that, you fucking perv." She spit again.

I stared at her swaying chest.

"Oh yeah, you did such a good job you can touch baby. Just don't pinch too hard."

My hands moved almost automatically. I grasped both with strong handfuls. The fabric felt soft. At first, I was scared and only held them. She murmured, "harder." There was a pleading in her voice that emboldened me. I didn't hold back. I rubbed hard, pinched, then pulled. She let out an audible gasp. "Not too hard, oh baby, I don't want to be loud."

"I.. can't help it," I gasped. I started bucking my pelvis into her long strokes, and she slowly gained speed. The material on her breasts caused a warm friction as I continued to explore with my hands. I took the chance and leaned forward to kiss her juicy lips wet with her saliva.

She turned and giggled softly as I began nuzzling her cheek and neck. "No, we shouldn't kiss. I don't want to cross any lines. I don't want to lose control like yesterday. Only hand job and titty play," she whined reluctantly.

"Are you sure?" I moved closer to her head, and I softly licked her ear.

"Ummm yea... oh my god... you like your hot fucking auntie, don't you," she said, out of breath, giving into a few smooches. "No... no, we can't kiss," she said between kisses. "It's not right, you fucking perv."

"Are you sure? It seems like it's alright" I said as I forcefully shoved my tongue into her mouth.

She gave a loud "Mmmmffh," and that fucking sent me over the edge. She had a split moment of hesitation before giving in. She began to suck my tongue with the same intensity her hands were working my cock. My precum was now leaking abundantly.

"I'm close," I said as I squeezed both nipples and went to kissing her again.

Her tongue gave in again before she pulled away and, out of breath, said, "Fucking cum, you pervy bastard, give me that fucking cum all over these titties." She had quickened into a rhythm that got me there, and I could not fight the inevitable. She undid her bra quickly and guided my hands once again to rub her tits hard. I obliged.

"Yea, you want this cum, auntie?"

"Ohh,"

"I said, do you want this cum, auntie?"

"Ohh yea, I want it,"

"You want what?"

"I want my nephew's filthy cum all over my dirty titties. I need it. My titties need that filthy cum. I need that fucking cum," even in the darkroom, I could feel her stare intensely in my eyes. Locked in, I knew resistance was useless.

I exploded. Convulsion after convulsion long thick streams squirted out. She leaned forward, making sure to catch most of it in her heaving breast. When some of it reached her face. She began to automatically lick it.

"Oh, your so fucking hot auntie, your so dirty auntie." With my last thick squirting rope, I did a low growl, "Godamn, you're a dirty bitch."

I was completely shocked, and I expected her to slap me. But the look of surprise in her eyes turned into glee as she grabbed her own tits and started licking the cum off of them.

"Oh yea, honey, your auntie is such a dirty bitch. I love the way you covered these tits. Such Nice young and strong cum." She grabbed her tits hard. She flicked her tongue all around. When she made it to her nipple, she gave me a little wink before devouring it whole and sucking hard.

In those few moments, she repositioned herself, and now she was straddling me and grinding my leg. Her panties went from moist to soaked. It only lasted a few seconds before she snapped out of her trance.

"Whew, oh fuck! What the fuck, oh good god, what the fuck was that? That was good," she said, trying to regain composure. She looked so conflicted as she picked up her robe and bra, readjusted herself, and cleared her throat.

"Wait," I pleaded.

"Now, now, we agreed," she said. She leaned over and kissed me on the forehead, and slipped out of the room. Leaving me gasping, overheating, and my cock newly solid.