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He pounded, he thrusted, he moaned, he grunted. He didn’t stop to think about it, about the fact that he was fucking his Aunt. Just like he didn’t think about it when he fucked her yesterday, or the day before that. So on, and so on? So, how did it get this way? Well it all started with mowing the lawn.

On that day, Kyle had been sent to his Aunt Jane’s house in order to help her with the lawn. He was less than excited about the prospect, admittedly, but being promised payment made it much more worth it. After pushing for a while, he realized it was too hot outside and took off his shirt, wrapping it around his waist.

While pushing the lawnmower, he had to forcefully shove the old thing at some points, at one point he ran over a rock and.. crack! He heard something and the lawnmower wouldn’t begin. Reluctantly, groaning and walking up the steps inside. Greeting his Aunt, he leans against the kitchen counter, glistening and tired. His Aunt was well dressed, in a pleasantly vermillion dress, Kyle’s eyes glided to her cleavage before clearing his throat and standing up straight.

“Is the lawn all done?” His Aunt began to speak. “Nah.. uh, it uhh stopped working..” “What? The lawnmower?” He nodded lazily. “Oh, bless your heart, working out in that hot sun..” She approached him, caressing his face. “That old lawnmower’s all busted up anyway..” She said, still holding his face. Her eyes look down to his chest, putting a hand on it and chuckling “Jeez, you’re sweaty.. I’ll make some lemonade” Kyle nodded his head as his body reacted without his permisson to her touch, he felt a tightness in his pants and tried to walk over to sit down. Once he got there, he sat, crossing his legs to hide his erection. “So, uhh.. how’s life been?” He asked, trying to make conversation. “Good, how about you?” “Meh, school kinda sucks right now.. this one teacher.. she’s just.. how do I say this..” “A bitch?” “Haha, yeah that’s the word.. a bitch..” She handed him a glass of ice lemonade.

“Don’t feel the need to censor yourself around me honey, im not like your mother..” she said, winking. He flinched at the action, feeling the reaction in his pants again he tapped his finger nervously while he drank. “So, uhh.. am I gonna be staying over tonight?” “Yep, I’ll be driving you home Monday..” “Right.. I’ll be sleeping in Stacy’s room, right?” “Ohh, her room is kinda.. unofficially our storage room right now.. it’s full of boxes, garage sale stuff..” “Right, right, do you see Stacy often?” “I don’t see any of my kids often…” She replied a bit somberly.

“I’m sorry to hear that..” He said as he tried and failed to keep his eyes off her cleavage. “Can I uhh.. excuse myself?” She nodded “Thanks..” He cautiously walked with the boner in his pants, making his way to the bathroom and pulling off his shorts, then his boxers before sitting down. His throbbing cock sprung out and swung back and forth before resting on his stomach as he slumped back. The size of his member was at all times a bit pesky when he got hard-ons… it seemed like all the manual labor, paired with his admittedly attractive Aunt and her touch had made him stiffen.

He put a hand around his cock, sitting up straight just to lean back again when his hand began to stroke. He groaned lightly, looking around he found a hand lotion in a pink container, lathering it in his hands and then putting both on his member he began to stroke. He let out several low moans and gasps while he began his pleasure. He shut his eyes while leaning his head back. As he did so he felt colors float through the air, forming an image, forming sounds from his lust. He tried to picture, in sync with his actions, an attractive, remarkable woman sucking on his cock. His vision cycled through pornstars, celebrities, all sexy in their own right, before suddenly before he knew it, his Aunt was before him. He let out a moan, his legs trembled for he could see it so vividly, even through wisps of color and imagination, he could discern the sight of his Aunt sucking, up and down, bobbing her head on his cock and effortlessly taking the length into her throat. Her body was rid of clothes, with her bare breasts hanging there, he wished he could just reach out and grab them, or run his hand down her back and touch her butt.

As much as he tried, the vision wouldn’t shake, he felt his lust for her begin to boil, and his cock swelled, just then his vision fluttered into a geater one, he could hear it vividly. The headboard smacking against the wall, his Aunt over and over again “Honey.. honey..” As he dove his cock into her wet pussy over and over. The vision was dreamlike but the sound was real. The knocking of wood, her voice. “Honey.. honey.. are you okay?” Are you okay? Wait… He quickly opened his eyes and gasped as the door swung open, seeing his Aunt in the reflection of the window. It was too late for him to suppress it, and so his cock bursted with cum, blasting far and landing on the mirror, but all he could see was a cream-white rope draped across her face and cleavage, as well as cum dripping down her dress. “I- I’m so sorry! I didn’t.. you.. I- I’m sorry do what you need to do!” She shut the door quickly, looking bewhildered. Kyle sat there, cock still dripping with cum, panting and sweating.

He didn’t know what to do, his Aunt caught him masturbating… and he was so.. erect by justbher touching him.. He took a long shower to clear his thoughts before heading to bed with his eyes open.

To be continued…

NSFW: yes

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