“I’m only helping him overcome his stuttering, Jenny,” I answer, not sure if I’m trying to convince her or myself.
“Well, keep me posted on how that progresses,” she smiles as if she’s reading my mind. I can’t believe my sister is suggesting what I think she’s suggesting but apparently, I have her approval to take this to another level with her son.
*****
“No calculus today,” I say, leading Jeremy over to the couch. I’m in my usual attire, a skimpy bikini. This one is light yellow accentuating my tan. “Tell me about Megan,” I say as we sit on the couch.
“Megan’s great, Aunt Sara,” he says, without a hint of stutter. “I talk to her every day. I’ve been focusing on calculus but today she asked me what kind of music I liked and we talked about favorite bands and I never stuttered once!” he says proudly.
“That’s awesome, Jeremy!” I exclaim but I’m sitting there with my tits barely covered almost wishing for some reaction from him. Would it hurt for him to show some bulge in his pants or to stutter just a little, anything to feed my ego?
“What’s wrong?” Jeremy asks. “Looking me in the eyes. Those big brown eyes.
“Nothing,” I laugh. “Just distracted a little today, sorry. So do you think you’ll ask her out?” I ask, acting like the concerned aunt that I am.
“I don’t know,” he says thoughtfully. “I’m not sure if I’ll be able to handle that kind of situation without, you know…” he says.
“Well, we’re not done with your therapy,” I tell him, wondering where I’m going with this. Haven’t we accomplished what we wanted? “Next week we’ll take it to the next level of stimuli,” I say mysteriously.
“What do you mean?” he asks.
“You’ll find out on Monday,” I answer, after I figure it out this weekend.
*****
I’m ready and waiting for him Monday afternoon when school lets out. All weekend I vacillated about what I had been contemplating when I told him we were taking it to the next level. I thought about consulting Jenny but decided against it. I have to admit, I’m more than a little nervous when he knocks on the door.
“Hey,” he says, setting down his backpack and taking a seat on the couch. “You’ve had me wondering all weekend,” he says without a hint of stutter. I sit down next to him wearing the flower-print bikini that started all this.
“Well, I’ve been thinking,” I tell him. “If you’re going to start dating Megan, you could find yourself in some situations where your stuttering may come back.” I pause.
“I’ve thought of that,” he says quietly. “But I’m not sure what we can do about it. At some point, doesn’t she just have to accept me as I am?” he asks, hoping I’ll reassure him.
“Of course, but it wouldn’t hurt if you had the deck stacked in your favor when that happens,” I answer. “So the next level of Total Immersion Therapy…”
“TIT!” he smiles.
“Exactly!” I say, reaching behind my neck and untying the top string of my bikini. “The next level of TIT…” Lowering the top, I watch his beautiful brown eyes bulge as I slowly bare my breasts to him. “If you can conquer this stimuli.” I continue lowering the top a little more and showing him my rose-colored areolas and thick nipples. “You’re ready for anything,” I exclaim as I remove the top completely, freeing my large globes for his inspection.
I sit motionless as he gawks at my tits. My nipples seem to have a mind of their own, hardening like they’re reaching out towards him. My God! It feels so erotic to be exposed like this to my nephew.
“Aunt S-S-Sara!” he stammers. My eyes focus on the bulge in the front of his jeans. Why am I so pleased with his reaction? I’m supposed to be helping him! My pussy is twitching and dampening the material stretched across it.
“I think we should go back to the calculus book for this phase,” I say, standing up and walking over to the table, my bare tits swaying enticingly with each step.
“I-I-I d-d-don’t think I’ll c-c-c-conquer this one,” he stutters as he gets up off the couch. The huge tent in the front of his jeans distracts me as I imagine it filling up my fiery pussy. Stop! Stay focused! This is about his stuttering!
“Yes you can!” I tell him, forcing myself to look in his eyes. Did I mention his beautiful brown eyes? “A week ago, you couldn’t even talk to a girl and look what happened.”
“B-b-b-but… d-d-damn, Aunt S-S-Sara, they’re so b-b-b-beautiful,” he says, his eyes never leaving my tits and my nipples continuing to show their appreciation.
“Thank you,” I answer. “Maybe as a reward for conquering this I’ll let you touch them.” Where the fuck did that come from? I can’t let my nephew touch my tits! No but it’s okay to let him look at them, huh? Whatever. I’m going to have to cut this session short so I can take care of the fiery itch in my pussy before I go to work. Damn!
“Let’s just try it for a little while today,” I say, smiling. “Then you can go take care of that,” I nod towards his lap, “while I get ready for work.” He just nods, apparently not trusting himself to speak. He opens the calculus book and stutters his way through half of his homework problems before we call it a day.
As soon as he leaves, I pull off my soaked bikini bottom and grab my favorite vibrator from my underwear drawer. In college, I did a little nude modeling for the art department and it never once turned me on. I was professional and detached but maybe it was because I didn’t know any of the art students. Exposing myself to my nephew has gotten me so fucking hot that I can’t wait to touch myself.
Stretching out on the bed, I set the vibrator next to me as I move my hands to my tits. With my hard nipples against my palms, I squeeze and knead the soft flesh, sending electric charges to my aroused pussy. Keeping one hand on my tits, I reach down between my legs and lightly caress my slick pussy lips.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” I’ve wanted to do that all afternoon. I close my eyes and imagine Jeremy’s tongue licking around my inner labia, teasing and tantalizing my enflamed pussy. As I part my lips and slip one finger inside, I picture Jeremy’s face eating my anxious pussy.
“That feels so fucking good!” he somehow knows exactly where to lick, flicking his tongue against my clit and then pushing it back into my sopping hole.
“Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfffffffuuuuuuuuccccccck!” My orgasm explodes around my plastic blue vibrator and I fumble with the knob, trying to turn it off as I shiver through the pleasant aftershocks. Relaxing back on my bed, my clit throbbing and my pussy leaking juice, I check the clock and I’m glad I sent Jeremy home when I did.
Fuck! I’ve got to start dating! This thing with my nephew has me horny as hell. I wonder how far I’m willing to let this thing go.
Jeremy keeps coming over after school, but we make very little progress the first week. He’s still stuttering.
The confusion I feel about exposing myself to my nephew is further complicated because it gets me so fucking hot. As soon as Jeremy leaves, I’m ripping at the ties on the side of my bikini bottom and plunging my fingers into my wet pussy.
*****
“You’re like his Pygmalion!” Jenny says over lunch on Friday. “You’re at the “rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain’ part of the process,” she takes another bite of her salad. “Except yours are bare tits in your apartment and I bet the only rain is oozing out between your legs,” she laughs at me for blushing, taking obvious delight at my embarrassment. My Fair Lady is one of our favorite movies and we’ve watched it together dozens of times.
“The difference between a flower girl and a lady, isn’t how she behaves, it’s how she’s treated,” I quote one of our favorite lines from the movie.
“The difference between a stuttering nephew and a stud isn’t whether he stutters but whether he knows what to do with his hard-on,” she laughs. I can’t believe my sister is talking about her son this way. Of course, she’s not the one displaying her tits for him. “Seriously, he’s making progress with Megan,” I say, taking a sip of my iced tea and ignoring her teasing. “I think he might actually ask her out.”
“You can’t let him out there without any training.” Jenny says between bites. “Do you remember your first time?” she asks but doesn’t let me answer. “Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad’s car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!” she laughs bitterly. “Please don’t let that happen to Jeremy after all he’s been through,” she says and I don’t tell her my first time was completely different than hers.
“I don’t know Jenny,” I say. “We’re talking borderline incest here. I’m just helping him overcome his stuttering,” I insist but she’s not dissuaded.
“Seriously, Sara, you can’t send him out there to blow his top as soon as he touches something wet and warm… you’ve got to help get him ready,” she says. “Who else can do it?” she asks, taking my hand and pleading with her eyes. “Please, Sara.”
“I’ll do what I can,” I promise, my pussy excited at the prospect of teaching Jeremy about sex.
“This will really be something” my sister says quietly. “Training a young virgin from scratch. I almost envy you,” she smiles.
******
The next week, Jeremy makes a little progress early in the week and on Wednesday I compliment him.
“You’re doing well, young nephew,” I say. “We’ll make a Jedi Knight out of you yet,” I tell him, playfully.
“I’ve already got the l-l-light saber,” he jokes, glancing at the bulge in his pants.
“How are things with Megan?” I ask.
“G-g-great!” he answers, shaking his head. “I’m sorry Aunt Sara. I’m not stuttering around Megan at all anymore, but your t-t-t-tits are extremely distracting. Were you serious ab-b-bout l-l-letting me t-t-t-touch them?” he asks, sheepishly. This is the most he’s stuttered all week.
“Well…” I had forgotten about that impulsive offer I made. “How about this?” I pause, carefully considering what I should say. “When we can talk for thirty minutes without you stuttering, you can feel my tits,” I tell him, trying to make it reasonable. In actuality my tits are aching to be fondled by someone other than me. My nipples stay rock hard the entire time he’s here. I never knew I was such an exhibitionist, but it really turns me on to have my young nephew staring at my half-naked body.
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