Incest stories: It’s Good to be a Little Bad – Chapter 3

Author: DDMarshall5285

I kept a close eye on Carol for a few days. I finally decided that watching Carol 24/7 was foolish. If she was going to cheat she was on her own and would have to answer to Roger if she was careless and got caught again.

It was a beautiful day, bright and warm. I got out the new bathing suit I had bought and convinced Bobby to go up to the pond with me and have a picnic and swim. I thought it would also give me a chance to ride my new bike. Bobby was all for it. I put on a pair of hiking boots, my jeans and a long sleeve shirt over my two piece bathing suit. I only took my helmet for safety’s sake for the ride to the pond. I packed my backpack with water, some soft drinks, sandwiches, pickles and a beach towel.

I went down to the barn with Bobby and what do I see but my old Indian Chief looking like the day it came out of the showroom. Bobby was grinning at me as I stood there amazed at how beautiful it looked. I turned to Bobby and asked, “When did you do this?”

“Dad and I just finished restoring it last year. What do you think?”

“It’s beautiful, gorgeous. Can I touch it?”

“Of course you can.

“Can I ride it?”

“Sure why not, it runs great. After all, it is your bike.”

I rolled the Indian out of the barn and Bobby came out right behind me on his Kawasaki dirt bike. I climbed onto the Indian and started it up and it felt so familiar to me. Like it really was my bike again. I put on my helmet and took off. Bobby was right behind me and I had the best half hour of fun on a bike that I have had since I was a teenager.

We rode to the pond and had a picnic and went swimming. We stayed for over an hour and a half and then rode back. It became almost a daily adventure for Bobby and me to ride to the pond. I thought that half hour ride up and half hour back on the Indian was the best part of the whole day until…

I shut down the Indian, took off my backpack and striped down to my bathing suit and ran into the water. Bobby was right behind me, dove in and swam out past me. It had to be the hottest afternoon so far and the cool water felt terrific.

I was floating on my back in waist deep water with my eyes closed when Bobby came along side and pushed me under. This was nothing new. We always rough housed a bit while we were up here. I stayed under the water and grabbed his ankles and up-ended him as I stood up. When he started to get up I went to tackle him but he moved back and my arms ended up around his butt instead of his chest and my face was right in his crotch.

I should have let go and let him get away but I didn’t. I held on and tried to push him over. I could feel his cock against my cheek. Bobby had his hand on my shoulder and I expected him to try and push me away but he didn’t. He just stood there bracing himself so I could not push him over. I just kept hugging him. I felt his hand on the back of my head as I turned and kissed the expanding cock I could feel through his bathing suit.

I stood up quickly and headed for the shore. What the hell was I thinking? Was I thinking that I could suck off my nephew? Hell yah, that’s exactly what I had been thinking.

I turned as I got to the shore and Bobby was not far behind me. He didn’t see me watching as he was looking down and adjusting himself. Damn he must have a hard-on. When he looked up and saw me he snatched his hand away.

“You alright Bobby? My fault, sorry.”

“Yah Aunt Kate. I’m fine. It will go away after a while.”

Then I said something stupid, “Well let me know if it doesn’t.” Damn what was wrong with my brain today? Over a year without sex. That’s what was wrong with it.

Again I turned away quickly after embarrassing myself a second time and said, “Let’s have some lunch” as I went and retrieved my backpack.

We got out the sandwiches, pickles and a couple of cans of soda. Except for the trail and this small area near the pond the surrounding woods were thick with pine, oak, birch and maple trees. There was a nice grassy spot under a maple tree that we always picnicked under. It was the same one that I remember having fun under with Roger. We started in on the sandwiches.

Bobby was sitting across from me and we were not talking like we usually do. I got the feeling that Bobby was looking at me differently. After I finished the first half of my sandwich I took a drink of my soda and took a bite out of the second half of my sandwich. I noticed Bobby kept glancing at my crotch. I looked down and cringed. Strands of my pussy hair were clearly visible outside my bathing suit bottom.

I reached down to adjust it and Bobby said, “Don’t bother Aunt Kate, you already did the damage.” I looked down and sure enough I could see the impression of his hard-on in his bathing suit.”

“I think you might have to take care of that before we go back.”

“Maybe I’ll take a walk into the woods after I finish my sandwich.”

For some unknown reason my mouth interrupted my brain and said, “Maybe you don’t have to go into the woods.” I spread my legs a bit more. I pulled my suit bottom a little tighter to my crotch. Not enough to show the lips of my pussy, but enough to tease and excite an eighteen year old. I continued to chew on my sandwich as I watched Bobby switch his sandwich to his left hand and reach down and rub his cock outside of his bathing suit. His eyes were lidded and he was starting to breathe through his mouth.

We both finished our sandwich at about the same time. I spread my legs little more and casually pulled the crotch of my suit aside enough that almost half my pussy was showing. Bobby stopped rubbing his cock from the outside of his bathing suit and reached inside and was slowly stroking it.

I was totally focused on what he was doing. It was like I had tunnel vision. I could feel a prickly feeling in my neck and chest as I anxiously waited to see if Bobby would be so brazen that he would take his cock out for his old horny aunt that could not take her eyes off what he was doing. The fact that I did not look away, protest or close my legs must have given him the courage to not disappoint me. He pushed his bathing suit down and then leaned back and supported himself with his left hand as he proudly displayed his beautiful cock and let me watch him stroke it with his right.

“This okay Aunt Kate?”

“Yes honey it’s fine. It’s my fault so I don’t see how I can complain.”

I was instantly reminded of Roger and teasing each other up here. Bobby was the spitting image of his farther at that age. I wanted to reach over and help him out. But I quickly came to my senses and got up and adjusted my suit to cover me properly. What the hell was I thinking, I am not seventeen anymore and Bobby is not my brother. “You take care of that while I go and cool off, you stud muffin.” I ran to the lake and dove in. I was so turned on I swear steam came off my body when I hit the water.

I swam around and tried unsuccessfully not to glace at my nephew as he jerked off under the maple tree. A few minutes later he came down to the edge of the lake smiling as he said, “You can come out now Aunt Kate. It’s safe.”

I came out of the water and pointed my finger at him and shook it, “Don’t you dare mention this to your mother or father.” Thoughts of my brother and me teasing each other out here when we were his age again haunted me. I would expose myself to Roger and laugh and he would stoke himself and call me his naughty sister.

I walked up to Bobby and put my hand on his cheek and said, “I think we better head back. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have teased you like that.”

Bobby leaned in and kissed me quickly on the lips and said, “I’m glad you did. It will be our little secret.”

I know I was blushing as I went and repacked my backpack, dressed and we rode back to the house.

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Incest stories: It’s Good to be a Little Bad – Chapter 4

Author: DDMarshall5285

Back at the house I actually felt a little guilty about being so hard on Carol. Here I am sitting at the kitchen table with her talking about family and friends as my mind kept wandering to how I sexually teasing her son and how I enjoyed watching him Masturbate.

Thankfully Bobby had a few chores to do around the house and his father called to say he just received a large shipment and wanted Bobby to help with the inventory and unpacking. We held supper until they got home. It was little past 9:00 pm when Carol and I had the kitchen cleaned up and the dishes done.

Roger asked about our day and told us how things went at the store. We watched a little TV and we all headed off to bed around 11:00 pm.

I put on a tee shirt and boxer style bottoms, brushed my teeth and then crawled into bed. I had my hands behind my head and smiling as I again thought of Bobby jerking off and wondered what he must think of his old aunt. I was just about to doze off when I heard my brother and Carol’s bedsprings announce their love making. I could not help but listen and think about Bobby.

I got up and tiptoed barefoot down the hall to Bobby’s room. The door was ajar so I lightly tapped on the door jamb and whispered, “Are you awake?” The noise coming from Carol and Roger’s bedroom sounded louder. I thought I could her murmuring but was not able to make out what they were saying.

“Yah, come on in.” Bobby whispered back.

I pushed the door open and went in and closed it behind me. Bobby was sitting up bare chested in his bed with a sheet up to his waist. The only light on was a dim night light. I sat on the side of his twin bed and came up with a lame excuse of why I was in his room at this time of night, “I could not get to sleep listening to them so I thought I would keep you company until they are done. Do you mind?”

“Heck no. That and thinking about this afternoon at the pond is what is keeping me up.” He glanced down and I did too as I chuckled at his pun.

“Can you keep another secret?” I asked.

“Yes.”

I slid my hand under the sheet and down over his boxer shorts. I gently squeezed his cock as I leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss. “Is it okay if I do this for you? I could not stop thinking about it either.”