Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1 – Chap 8

Incest stories: Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1 – Chap 8

by hornykip50

“Well it’s about time I got to see the real deal.” Without a moment’s hesitation, she pulled the sheet and comforter off my naked body. “Mmm. Nice.” I couldn’t waste anymore time. I jumped up and ran to the bathroom. Jess was right behind me. “Need me to hold it?” she asked.

“No thanks,” I answered. “I’ve got it.” I took my place at the toilet and start to urinate when I felt a soft hand on my butt and slowly moved around to cup my balls. I tried my damnedest not to get a hard-on, but failed. “Dammit, Jess! Do you have any idea how hard it is to piss with a boner?”

“It’s not my fault you get hard with the slightest touch.”

“Maybe, if you could keep your hands to yourself…” Jess did let me go and I was able to finish my piss. “I need to shower, so, if you will excuse me…”

“I don’t mind if I do,” she said as she began to strip herself. I knew I would lose any argument I could come up with, so I let her proceed. I was quietly happy she wouldn’t listen to my objections anyway. I watched as she removed one piece at a time to reveal more flawless skin. Soon, I was for the second time ever, seeing my aunt/girlfriend in the flesh, before my hungry eyes. “Well, what do you think?” She put her arms out and spun around for me. I covered as much of her body as I could with my gaze.

“It’s healed, huh?” I observed as I reached out and gently ran my finger over the scar from her surgery that lie just above the line of her thick black bush. Her stomach jumped and she sighed at my touch.

“Yes, honey the scar is healed. I just need the doctor to give the okay for me to jump you,” she said with heavy breath, and sultry wanton eyes. I couldn’t resist anymore. I grabbed her around the waist, pulled her nakedness to me and hugged her tight. My stiff dick pressed into her lower stomach, making Jess coo her heated approval. I kissed her, softly at first, then deeper and more passionately. I began to explore her smooth sexy body with my inquisitive hands. I roamed her back from her shoulders to her tight swimmer’s butt. I played with the firm cheeks, all the while, probing her yielding mouth with my tongue.

Jess’ hands found their way to my butt and mimicked what my hands were doing. She started to pull me into herself, grinding her steaming crotch into mine. Our pubic hair tangling together. I took this as a sign that she wanted more, so I began a dry hump. But she wasn’t getting what she needed. So, she pushed me to the toilet. I barely had time to put the seat down before she jumped in my lap and made the dry hump count. My stiff aching dick easily parted her wet puffy lips. Jess rocked her hips back and forth. Each time she pulled backward I could see the head of my penis peak from between her lips, and dragging her clitoris out of its hiding spot.

I grabbed her luscious fanny globes and pulled hard when she moved forward. This ground my cock into her gash with ever increasing pressure. She locked her arms around my neck and locked her lips hard to mine. Within a few short minutes, her moans became low throaty screams that echoed in my head, as we continued to kiss. She was cumming from the grind, soaking my crotch with her pungent love nectar. I couldn’t hold off anymore and released my own cum all over my stomach. Jess moved in closer and smeared the spent man juice all over both our stomachs.

“Well… I guess we had better get in the shower and clean up this mess,” Jess said getting off my lap, and trying to stand on shaky legs. I moved to the pantry grabbed two towels then to the shower and turned on the water. “Make it hot… like you make me.,” she said. We got in the shower and though we had already sexually satisfied each other, we played a little more.

After lunch, Jess wanted to show off her car, so we excused ourselves and headed outside to check out her new car. “Wow!” I shouted as it came into view. “Oh my god, Jess. That is one awesome car!” The car was a Black Nissan 370z. Not the kind of car I saw her being into, but still a great choice.

“Wanna go for a ride?” she asked.

“Duh,” I answered, making a beeline for the passenger door. I was in the car and buckled up before she could fish the keys out of her purse and get in herself. “Oh, cool. A six speed manual. Any guy would be jealous . Is it fast?”

“I haven’t pushed it yet, but it has plenty of power,” she answered. “Okay, where are we going?”

“Guitar Center,” I suggested. “We need to get you that electronic piano,and I still haven’t got my guitar. It was a bad week.”

“I am so sorry for that,” She laughed. “Okay, no I’m not.”

“I will get you back, someday somehow,” I warned her. She couldn’t get the car into gear, she was laughing so hard. I couldn’t help but to laugh with her.

Once at Guitar Center, we started shopping for a good keyboard. Jess played around with a few, which gave me a very good indication of her untapped prowess. She was very good. Some other customers gathered to listen to her play. They followed her from one unit to the next. I think she was starting to like the attention as she began to ad-lib a little and even show off. The more she hammed it up, the better she got. She was really coming out of her shell in that store. She finally settled on an eighty-eight key Korg. Not the most expensive one, but, not the cheapest, either.

I knew which guitar I wanted and which amp, so when I paid for Jess’ piano, I also paid for my new equipment. Since it would not fit in her car, we arranged for it all to be delivered. I also picked up some self help books. As we were leaving the store, she stopped me and gave me a very passionate kiss, for the whole store to see. “I guess you don’t care who sees you kissing me,” I chuckled

“Nobody here knows me and our relationship. Other than that we obviously love each other,” she snickered. “Okay, Chet. I need to thank you for buying me this keyboard.”

“No thanks are necessary,” I said. “I have an ulterior motive. I want you to play for me. Often.”

“Deal. I love you so much,” she said as she planted another hot kiss on my lips.

We went back home and spent the rest of the afternoon studying the books I had bought. I had to be patient on actually trying out my new guitar. The store was going to do a “setup” on it and deliver it Monday afternoon. But that didn’t deter us from studying.

After the evening meal, we watched movies on DVD, until it was time to go to bed. “Where are you sleeping tonight, Jess?” mom asked.

“Do you really need to ask?” I asked.

“No, she didn’t need to ask. She knows,” Dad said.

“You know, you still haven’t been cleared for sex,” Mom informed Jess.

“We can handle sleeping together without having sex,” Jess said. “Besides, we had fun this morning. Didn’t we, Chet?”

“Yes,” I agreed. “That brings to mind… how did that orgasm feel? I mean, did it hurt? You said the first one you had after the surgery was a little painful.”

“They don’t hurt anymore,” Jess said. “The one I had this morning was incredible.”

“I am going to bed now,” I said. “Goodnight all.” I went to my room with Jess less than two steps behind me. I got undressed, then went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and use the toilet for the final time of the day. When I finished, Jess did her thing in the bathroom. By the time she got back to my room, I was in bed, waiting. Jess had put on a tiny nightie before she used the bathroom, but as she approached the bed, the nightie came off.

Jess slipped under the covers and cuddled next to me. It felt so good to have her next to me in bed again. She wrapped her legs around mine and laid her head on my chest. We laid still for quite a while not saying a word. Finally I said, “I love you Jess.”

“I love you, Chet. Goodnight, Honey.”

“Goodnight, Baby.” I reached over and turned out the light. Soon Jess was snoring lightly next to me. I enjoyed the rhythmic breathing until I faded into a restful and satisfied sleep.

I slept without a movement until about six o’clock, when I had to get up and relieve my bladder. When I finished, I slipped quietly back into bed. I lay there in the dim light and looked Jess over for a moment or two. She was on her back so I was able to see her breasts and pussy. Her hard young athletic tits stood proud on her chest. The chocolate colored nipples topped them perfectly, and were semi-erect in the cool morning air. I looked down her perfectly smooth stomach to her neatly trimmed pussy. I dared touch the fur covering. It was coarser than I had imagined, yet felt luxurious. I traced the cleft at the top of her gash, and pushed my finger in slightly to find her clitoris. It felt moist and slick. Jess moaned lightly and wriggled a tiny amount. I figured I had better not push my luck and decided to try and get back to sleep. Before I did, however, I sniffed the finger I had probed her with. The scent was exquisite; musky and very arousing. I moved my hand to just under her perfect breast, and drifted off into a dream filled sleep.

Two hours later, I was awoken by a sensation I had never experienced before in my life. My dick was hard and throbbing. I had imagined that sensation many times before, but the feeling now was indescribable. I opened my eyes to see the top of Jess’ head moving up and down on my shaft. She had one hand cupped around my balls and the other stroking my cock at the same pace her mouth kept. I was in heaven. My hands found the back of her beautiful head. I just felt so natural to gently guide her.

She stopped sucking just long enough to look into my eyes and say, “Good morning, Honey. I saw your beautiful dick standing at attention and just couldn’t resist. What a yummy meat stick.” She quickly resumed the oral lavishing. I was shocked at her prowess. She pulled back until just the tip was just inside her mouth, where she danced her soft tongue over the very end and into the slit. She, then opened her lips slightly and took the entire six inches in one swift motion.

“This isn’t your first blowjob, is it?”

“UMM..HMM,” she hummed as she continued.