My Favorite Aunt Ch. 05

Literotic asexstories – My Favorite Aunt Ch. 05 by masterofnymphoslut

Mom pulled into the driveway around 2:00. I was fifteen feet in the air on an extension ladder, working on the siding of the house, when I saw her pull in. I was drenched in sweat again as I climbed down. We hugged as she stood next to her car.

“You’re all hot and sweaty Ry.” Mom said smiling. “I’m so glad to see you. Believe it or not I was missing you.”

“It’s good to see you too mom.” She was wearing a pair of jeans and the tightest blouse I’d ever seen on her. It was too early to start with the teasing. The elephant in the room would be dealt with soon enough. “How was the drive?”

“Boring. As usual.” Mom replied as she opened the trunk. “Would you get my suitcase for me baby?”

“Sis!” Aunt Jean yelled as she walked down the stairs of the porch.

Mom walked towards her as I followed with her suitcase. The two sisters hugged. “It’s so good to see you sis.” Mom said.

“Good to see you too!” Aunt Jean said smiling. “You here to see me or your boy?” Jean was the one who started with all the double talk. “Actually, he’s not a boy anymore.” She said giggling.

Jean and mom turned and walked into the house, arm in arm, giggling and whispering to each other. “I want to hear all the details.” Was all I heard from mom.

They ignored me as I followed them into the house. I took mom’s suitcase upstairs and put it in my old bedroom. Then I went back outside and cleaned up what I was working on. After I finished that I went back upstairs and showered. I came back down about forty-five minutes later dressed in my usual post shower attire, gym shorts and a baggy t-shirt. Jean and mom were still sitting on the couch talking like the close friends they were. I was guessing that I was the focal point of the conversation. As soon as they saw me their stares told me what they had been talking about.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a beer. Then made my way back to the living room. I stood there listening to them as I downed my beer. They both kept looking back and forth between each other and me. “So how have you been mom?” I asked. I knew they had been talking about that elephant in the room. Mom stole a glance at my groin.

“I’ve been good baby. But I’m doing much better now. I’ve missed you both.”

“How’s dad?”

“Oh he’s fine.” Mom replied with that dismissive air she has when she doesn’t want to talk about something. “He’s gone on another one of his fishing trips with his friends. I think the only thing they do is sit around and drink beer.”

I knew they had grown apart since I’d left the house for college. I remember when they were really good together. But I also remember how different they were. Dad being the more conservative of them, and mom being a free spirit. I didn’t know how different they were till aunt started telling me about their sex life. I don’t think aunt could keep a secret if her life depended on it.

I stood there drinking my beer as mom and aunt talked. The blouse she was wearing looked like it was being stretched to the point where the buttons could pop at any minute. My guess is she chose to wear that to tease me. Well it was working. I checked out her chest as mom kept glancing back at my groin. She had just gotten here and I could feel the sexual tension rising.

“Well I’m glad Ry has been such a big help to you.” Mom said to Aunt Jean.

“Oh sweetie! He has been such a huge help.” The ladies giggled.

I decided to start playing the game with them. “So why are you really here mom? Did you come to check me out again?”

Mom got a little flustered. Not because she was shy or naïve, but because she was being challenged by her only son. “I can explain that Ry.” She had this whole speech written out in her mind during the drive here. But once she was face to face with me she couldn’t think of anything to say.

“Or did you come to watch me take Aunt Jean?” I sat down on the couch next to Jean, grabbed a fistful of her hair with one hand and pulled her into my body. I kissed her hard while my other hand grabbed one of her tits. I started sucking on her lower lip as I squeezed her tit. She responded just the way I knew she would.

I had never been this bold before with any of the girls at school. I think the thing that spurred me on were all the stories Aunt Jean had told me about mom’s escapades, and the sexual relationship that they shared. To a certain extent, I stopped seeing mom as ‘my mom’ and began seeing her as a sexual creature. And the more I thought of her as such, the more I wanted her as such.

Jean threw her arm around my neck and held me tight as she began to moan and whimper. The longer I kissed her and mauled her tit, the more intense her moans became.

I watched mom out of the corner of my eye getting more aroused by the second. Her breathing was becoming labored. I saw her shove one of her hands between her legs as she squeezed her own tit with the other.

I released Jean’s lip from my nibbling teeth as I loosened my hold on her. “Take your blouse and bra off.” I told my aunt.

Jean’s hands were trembling as she unbuttoned her blouse. She pulled it out of her jeans, then slid it off her shoulders. She then reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. She looked at mom smiling. “He owns me sis. I do whatever he tells me. And I love it!” She slipped her bra off her shoulders and threw it on the floor.

I took control of her again. I kissed her again as I played with her tits. I fondled them at first. Hearing her breathing becoming labored and her moans intensifying again, I knew I could bring her to climax, her breasts being so sensitive. I pinched her nipples, gently at first then increasing the pressure. Aunt’s moans slowly became squeals. Then I released her lip again and dropped my head to her chest. I sucked in one of her nipples, nibbling on it with my teeth as I teased it with my tongue.

Jean’s body began to shake. “Oh fuck baby! You’re going to make me cum!” She grabbed my head with both hands and pulled it into her chest. I mercilessly teased the one nipple with my tongue as I pinched the other one between my fingers. “Oooohhhh FUCK!” She screamed before she started to sob. Her orgasm took control of her, intensified by the knowledge her sister was watching her being taken by her son.

I nursed and mauled her tits for several minutes as her orgasm shook her body. When I sensed her orgasm was subsiding I released her and looked at mom. Mom’s whole body was trembling. I stood up and stepped over to stand in front of her. The two women weren’t the only ones who were aroused beyond control. I reached for her hand and held it against my groin. My cock was rock hard. “Still want to check me out mom?”

I held her hand against my groin as I watched the struggle within her playout. “Oh baby,” she moaned. “I shouldn’t.”

“But you want to. Don’t you?” I taunted her.

“Of course she does.” Jean whispered softly, recovering from her orgasm as she squeezed her own tits, pinching the nipples.

The two sisters looked at each other. “I shouldn’t.” Mom said to her.

Jean sat up and touched my arm, never taking her eyes off mom. “Just take her baby.” She said to me. “Take the bitch and let her know what she’s been missing.”

“Take it out mom! Come on! I know you want to!” I taunted her.

“I can’t! I shouldn’t!” She squeezed my hard shaft, even as she was denying her desire to do so. Her whole body was trembling. She later confessed that she had worked up this whole scenario how things would playout between us when she saw me, and how bold she would be. When fantasy became reality she couldn’t do it.

Aunt Jean looked up at me. “Just take her baby. Your mother needs to be treated like what she is, a slut.” She giggled as she reached for mom’s blouse and started unbuttoning it.

I saw a look on mom’s face I’d only seen on two other females before. One was aunt. The other was a girl I played with at school. That look of wanton lust. That look that told me their sexual need was now completely in control of them. “Is that what you need mom? You need me to treat you like a slut?”

“Oh baby! I don’t know! Please! I shouldn’t!” Her grip on my cock betrayed her words. I didn’t have to hold her hand on it anymore. She began stroking the length of it slowly, cupping my balls with her other hand. I was so turned on I was afraid I might cum in my gym shorts.

Aunt Jean unbuttoned the last of her buttons and opened her blouse. I backed up and let her take control of undressing mom. She slid the blouse off mom’s shoulders. Mom offered no resistance. Then aunt reached behind mom’s back and unsnapped her bra. Mom’s tits spilled out. They were magnificent. She had huge areolas topped off with two nipples swollen and as hard as rocks.

I shuffled forward a few inches. I leaned forward and cupped both her breasts. I lifted them, feeling their weight and firmness. Mom moaned as she begged me to stop. “Oh please don’t baby.” Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. “Please don’t!” She started to sob.

I straightened up. “Take it out mom!” I almost shouted. “Come on! Do it!” I commanded her. “I know you want to.”

I could tell her resistance was crumbling. Mom reached for the elastic band of my shorts with both hands. Then slowly pulled them down. My rod jumped out standing at full attention. She sat there staring at it like it was the first cock she’d ever seen. As her resistance faded, so did her inhibitions. She reached for it, gently grasping it in her delicate hands.

Her touch was like an electric shock to me. She stroked it softly. The eroticism of watching my mom stroke my cock was too much. I knew I was going to blow my load in a matter of seconds. Now I was the one completely at the mercy of my own lustful desires. I grabbed my mom’s head and pulled it into my cock. She didn’t hesitate to open her mouth. I shoved my cock in her mouth and began to fuck it with a ferocity I don’t think I’d even experienced with Aunt Jean. “OH FUCK! OH FUCK!” I chanted over and over as my orgasm took control.

I felt like my knees were going to buckle as my body spasmed and shook. Then I realized again it was my mom sucking on my cock and swallowing everything I was pumping into her. A new wave of euphoria took control of me. I couldn’t let go. I kept pumping her head, not considering once if I was hurting her. I desperately wanted to enjoy this either sitting down or laying down. But I wasn’t about to pull her mouth off my cock. So I continued fucking her mouth as if she were one of the girls I had enjoyed at college.