Here is a story you might enjoy. My previous stories (many of them featuring an older woman and younger man/ teenager) have elicited some lovely and heartfelt responses, so here is another. Enjoy!
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I have always had the hots for my nephew. In this story, both my nephews are staying with my husband and me for the spring semester while their parents try to work out their troubled marriage. I have seduced Roger (the older one) a few weeks before and have been fucking him regularly. Then my 18 year old nephew Eddie begins to suspect something...
I know it's naughty and incestuous, but it's really just a story! I hope you enjoy.
"Auntie, why has Roger been sleeping with you for the past couple of weeks?"
Pauline almost dropped the bowl of pancake batter she was preparing for breakfast. Her younger nephew's totally unexpected question made a shiver of dread suddenly rush through her. She and Teddy had been talking about high school when he had suddenly changed the subject. Pauline almost fainted when she realized that she had been found out somehow.
Pauline leaned against the counter for a moment or two, her hand on her chest. Her heart fluttered and she found it difficult to catch her breath for a moment. She had to think of some way to explain why she and Roger had been sleeping in the same bed, without making it seem that something taboo was going on between them. But how could she explain it away? At the very least she had to keep Teddy from telling anyone else about his discovery.
"Are you okay, Auntie?" she heard Teddy ask.
"Oh . . . yes . . . yes, of course . . . I'm all right, darling. Have . . . have you known about Roger and me very long? I . . . I mean . . . have you known about our sleeping together very long?" she asked nervously.
"Just for a couple of weeks, Auntie. How come? Is everything okay? Did I say something wrong?" Teddy asked, looking up at her with inquisitive eyes.
"How did you find out . . . that we were sleeping together?" she asked, trying to appear calm.
"I thought I heard something out in the hall one night real late, and when I peeked out, it was you and Roger going from his room to yours. I started hearing the same sounds every night, and every time I peeked out I saw Roger sneaking out of his room, you know, on tiptoes, and going to your room. Then early in the morning he would sneak back to his room and close the door real quiet so nobody would hear. I know I shouldn't have been spying that way, but I just wondered what was going on. You're not mad at me, are you, Auntie?"
"Mad at you? No, Teddy, not at all. Have you told anyone about this?" she asked, trying to hide the tension in her voice.
"No, Auntie. Why? Should I have?"
"Oh no! No, darling! You mustn't tell anyone at all! Do you understand?" she asked, rushing to him and putting her hands on his shoulders, looking deeply into his eyes.
"Sure, Auntie Pauline I won't tell anybody. But how come? Is it a big secret or somethin'?" Teddy asked, his innocent eyes glittering with youthful curiosity.
"You might say that, darling. I must talk to you about this very soon, Teddy. In the meantime you mustn't say a word. Promise?"
"Cross my heart!" the boy said.
Pauline managed somehow to get through breakfast, although not without considerable discomfort. She suddenly became acutely aware of the little sidelong glances Roger kept giving her. There was something more in those little looks and smiles than a nephew 's affection for his Aunt. After all, she had been fucking the boy every night. She began to wonder if, besides Teddy, her husband saw anything unusual in those loving looks.
It occurred to Pauline that Ted might not keep quiet about his discovery. It wouldn't do at all to have the boy spread the story of her unusual sleeping arrangements with her 20 year old nephew all around high school. She didn't think that he had any intention of breaking his vow of silence, but boys would be boys. She couldn't take any chances. She had to settle things quickly.
"Teddy, are you feeling well this morning?" she asked just as the boys were getting ready to leave for school.
"I feel great, Auntie!" Teddy said.
"Your face seems a bit flushed, darling. Do you have a fever?" she asked, putting her hand on his forehead.
"I don't think so," he said with a puzzled look.
"Is he all right, Pauline?" her husband asked.
"I think he has a slight fever. He might be coming down with a touch of flu or something. I think I'll keep him home from school today. I'm sure he'll be fine, Earl. Just go to work and don't worry at all. It may be nothing at all, but I just want to be sure."
"Okay. Well, call me at work if anything comes up," Steve said.
"Of course, darling," she said, giving Earl a half-hearted kiss on the cheek as he walked out the door.
"Now off with you!" She said to Roger, who was giving her a strange look. You'll be late for your new job!" she said, shooing him out the door.
"But I really feel fine, Auntie!" Teddy said as she led him by the hand into the living room, then sat him down on the sofa beside her.
"I know, darling. I was just trying to find an excuse to keep you home from class today, darling. I need to talk to you alone." Pauline said, squeezing her nephew 's hand.
"About what, Auntie?"
"Don't you know, Teddy?" she asked, looking deep into the boy's eyes.
"You . . . you mean . . . uh . . . about what I saw?" the boy asked in a shaky voice.
"Yes, Teddy. Can we please talk about what you saw? Are you sure you told me about everything you saw? About everything?" she asked.
"I . . . I can still make it to my first class if I run, Auntie!"
"Teddy, darling, you must tell me what you saw."
"But . . . uh . . . I don't want to, Auntie. I . . . I mean . . I . . . I don't think I should . . ."
"And why not, Teddy?" she asked as gently as she could, under the circumstances.
"You . . . you might get mad at me or something . . . I . . . I mean . . . well . . . I saw what you and Roger were doing!" he said, his face reddening a bit.
A shiver ran through Pauline when she realized that the boy had seen a lot more than he had let on at first.
"What exactly did you see, darling?" she asked, her voice quavering slightly in her growing excitement.
"Are . . . are you sure you want me to tell you, Auntie Pauline?" the boy choked.
"Yes, darling. I want to know it all. Did you see more than Roger's coming and going from my bedroom?"
The boy nodded nervously.
"But how, darling?"
"I . . . I peeked through the keyhole!" the boy said in a barely audible voice.
"Now I understand." said Pauline quietly. She was thinking quickly now, deciding how to proceed.
"I . . . I couldn't help it, Auntie. I kept seein' Roger go into your room every night. Most of the time he was . . . he was naked! I had to find out what was going on-- I knew I shouldn't spy on you like that, but I couldn't help it! I'm sorry, Auntie!" the boy whined, looking down at the floor.
Pauline knew that her youngest nephew's discovery about his aunt and his older brother must have come as quite a shock to him. But she also knew that he must have enjoyed watching her fuck- otherwise he wouldn't have looked through the keyhole more than once. And the fact that he brought it all up to her clearly meant that he wanted her to share with him about it...
Pauline looked at Teddy and began see the possibilities. How many times had she sucked Roger's swollen cock while Teddy watched? Had Teddy been watching as she spread her pussy lips and sweetly asked Roger to fuck her? She wondered if he had been watching the night that she had had Roger cum all over her face, had perhaps enjoyed seeing that thick white cum dripping from her cheeks? When she thought of Teddy was secretly taking it all in, she felt a tingling in her cunt.
"I suppose you found it—interesting—to watch. Didn't you, darling?" she asked, planning to find out exactly what sex acts Teddy had observed her doing.
"Well . . . I . . . uh . . . I guess . . ." the nervous boy said in a barely audible voice.
"Did you see Roger and Auntie--having sex with each other?" Pauline smiled, trying to make her question seem normal.
"I-- I didn't know you did stuff like that with Roger!" Teddy rasped.
"But you were watching and you found out, didn't you, Teddy? Roger certainly enjoys pushing his big hard penis up inside Auntie. Auntie likes that feeling too. And we both like the way his- his cock--gets all hard and hot just before it shoots off." Pauline looked questioningly at her nephew. "Is my using sexual words with you OK, Teddy?"
Teddy nodded assent.
"Do you think that what we were doing was wrong, Teddy?"
"Wrong? Uh . . . gosh, Auntie . . . I . . . I don't know . . ."