Morning seemed to come too soon as the alarm on Simon's phone went off with an annoying tone. Still groggy from the late night before, Simon forced himself out of bed and stretched his body to work out some kinks. Something felt a little different though; his skin felt tighter, both dry and moisturized at the same time. Then, the events of the previous night came flooding back to him, his body temperature instantly went up ten degrees when he remembered what he had done with his aunt. Shame and embarrassment quickly turned into excitement as his morning wood pulsed with thick veins. He grabbed his cock firmly with his right hand, tilted his head back and moaned.
Fuck. If I didn't have to go to work, Simon thought disappointingly to himself. I could call out though. I should call out, and just jack off to Aunt Brigit all day. However, feigning illness could have repercussions both at home and work, so his sense of responsibility forced him to release his thickened member.
When Simon remembered he had used dirty clothes as a make-shift bed sheet, he quickly gathered them up and returned them to his laundry basket. He was just about to head to the bathroom for a routine morning shower when he remembered his aunt's challenge to him.
"Don't wash this off." He heard that sultry voice in his head. "And if you can last all day, I'll give you what you wished for earlier."
What did I say earlier?
So many things happened so fast the previous night that Simon had a difficult time remembering everything he said. Anticipation and curiosity won out, so Simon broke his morning routine. He took his hand off his door knob and turned to get some fresh clothes from his dresser.
I'm covered in cum, so nothing too nice, he thought.
He was beginning to dread having accepted his aunt's sexual challenge, he couldn't quite smell himself but he could only imagine what people would think if they knew what he did.
Can't back out now. Simon hardened his resolve.
Last night, he had one of the best orgasms of his life, and his aunt was without a doubt the hottest woman to ever jerk him off, so he was all too anxious to do that again. Perhaps, hopefully take things even further.
***
Simon dressed a little more casually for work that morning than usual in some older clothes. He worked at a nearby coastal resort and handled the shipping and receiving. More often than not, Fridays were lighter days and he desperately hoped he would be by himself. So, off to work he went without running into his mother or his aunt. The drive for Simon was uneventful; it gave Simon some freedom to daydream and fantasize about what his aunt might do for him later. His cock sprang to life with the slightest thought of his aunt and he was forced to constantly shift in his seat.
This is not going to be easy, he thought with a loud sigh and continued to reposition his expanding member. Simon pulled into the large parking lot of the resort campus and had navigated to the employee service entrance.
Once settled, Simon breezed through managing the inventory. He had been left alone for the most of the morning, and the few interactions with coworkers he did have amounted to nothing more than a few comments about how disheveled he looked. However, in that afternoon, he was faced with a difficult, and humiliating, situation.
Kelli Colonel was Simon's immediate supervisor and the overall property manager. She had a rather tough attitude, a tongue with no filter, and a preference for working with men; especially Simon since he seldom questioned her directives. Kelli was a very fit, but not hulking, woman in her mid-thirties, she always kept her brown hair pulled in a pony-tail, and had a passion for rucksack races on the beach.
Kelli had sought Simon at the delivery dock to inform him that a shipment of equipment due later in the day had been moved to the following week. Once Kelli had finished explaining the situation, she noticed something strange about Simon.
Sniff sniff.
"Simon, what the hell?" Kelli glared. "You smell like...dammit you smell like sex!" Compelled, Kelli leaned into Simon. "Yeah, that's some dirty sex. You don't clean up afterwards?"
"Oh...uh...sorry 'bout that. It was late, we ran long, and I had to weigh getting a shower or getting here on time." Simon replied.
"Ha! She burned you out didn't she? No shame in that. I've conquered many a mountain myself. You wouldn't even be able to come into work." Kelli said with a very sly smirk.
Simon stood there wide-eyed wearing an awkward smile. In his excited state, it sounded to him like his boss just propositioned him, but before he could process her comment any further, she continued with another request.
"Hey, focus up. The events coordinator wants to see you." Kelli said in a louder tone as she looked down at a tablet she held that contained her list of tasks.
"Events coordinator? Wait, which one?" Simon asked.
"The head honcho, Chanté Williams." Kelli answered without looking up at Simon.
"Like, now?"
Kelli looked up, but responded a little testily, "I dunno. Probably. You know how that department is. When they want something, they want it now."
Simon looked back at his disorganized work station, "uh yeah. I'll clean up here and then head over."
Kelli exited the loading area, but before she had left completely, she turned and yelled, "hey, good work last night." And shot him a wink.
There. Did...did she do it again?
***
Simon's head spun the entire walk to the Promotions and Events offices; he tried to decipher the code that was Kelli's "wouldn't be able to come in" comment, followed by a suggestive "good job" and wink.
Best not to make any assumptions. Just gotta meet with the events people and then I'm getting outta here.
Simon entered the area where the events coordinators worked and found the large windowed office of Chanté Williams. Inside, was a beautiful, smoothed ebony skinned woman, with very long black wavy hair, blue eye shadow, large eye-catching red painted lips, and she wore a sheer light blue dress. She was busy reviewing possible designs for new announcement signs that were going to be stationed on the beach side of the property, and did not notice the sight of a messily composed young man at her office entrance. Simon stood just outside the doorway, and lightly knocked.
"Yes? Hello?" Chanté's eyes darted upward.
"Uh, hi. Simon, from materials and shipping. Umm...Kelli said you wanted to talk to me." Simon calmly answered.
"Oh yes, please come in and pull up a seat." Chanté gestured to some cushioned chairs across from her desk.
"I'm actually...a little ripe today," Simon lightly tugged on the collar of his shirt. "I don't wanna funk up your office."
"Oh really? My senses will be offended by you working hard and getting sweaty?" Chanté laughed to deflect any tension. "I'll be fine. Please, have a seat."
Simon sat in a chair, but had not pulled it close to her desk.
"You'll have to sit closer, I want to share a manifest on my screen." Chanté had her head turned towards her computer monitors--of which she had three--but had focused her eyes on Simon and smiled.
Simon reluctantly scooted closer.
Sniff.
Simon froze in his seat and his anxiety surged. Oh god, she can smell me. She's smelling me on purpose. Fuck this isn't going to go well.
Chanté had not commented, nor made any noticeable reaction in her expression. She simply spun the screen furthest on her right around to give Simon a view of a spreadsheet she had open. Her intent was to give someone in the shipping department a heads up that the resort was dealing with a new supplier and there would be an increased number of routine deliveries.
In between certain points of Chanté's explanation, Simon witnessed her inhale deeply and audibly.
Sniiiiiiiifff.
Simon's uneasiness increased each time. Why does she keep doing that? This was a mistake. All it takes is one comment to the wrong person and I'm outta here.
Chanté maintained her composure, however, and did not give any physical sign that the odor of cum caked on Simon's body disturbed her in any way.
"One final thing I want to show you, but you'll have to come around to my side because I'll be clicking around a lot." Chanté instructed.
Simon swallowed hard, and then maneuvered to the other side of Chanté's desk, where he was forced to invade her personal space. As she navigated to several web pages, Simon tried to maintain focus on her screen, but her breathing became slower as she leaned in closer to him. The ultimate distraction was when he noticed her suck on the tip of her left index finger.
"Do you have any questions?" Chanté's voice was very breathy.
"Uuuuhh..." Simon stood up but remained motionless entranced by her glistening wet lips, and as he looked down, the perfection of her mouth hovered just above her plunging cleavage. "NO! No. Just an email of the vendors should be fine." He answered and quickened his haste towards her office door.
"Okay." Chanté responded with a bit of disbelief in her voice. "Oh Simon!" He was eager to leave, but turned back to her. "Feel free to...come by...if you need anything."
Simon nodded and smiled, but made no further attempt to continue the conversation. He left her office and made a b-line to the delivery area. With the afternoon delivery canceled, Simon did not want to risk running into anyone else that might surmise that his body was plastered with ejaculate. As secretly as possible, he gathered his personal belongings, closed all the bay doors, and left the resort. With nothing to do, and nowhere to go, Simon headed home.
***
Simon had never been excited about returning home, where he lived with his mother instead of his own place, but that time was different. At his mother's house, was a flirtatious, busty, unreserved, drop dead gorgeous redhead that he could lust after and fantasize about to his heart's content. Sure, she also happened to be his aunt, but he had already crossed so many boundaries with her that now Simon would stoop to any level for a chance to go further. Simon arrived home and once again parked in front of the house instead of the driveway. Then, he remembered one small hiccup. He threw his head back and gave a long exasperated sigh, Simon promised his mother, Candice, that he would replace the fixtures in her master bath.
Not a huge deal, he reassured himself, it just meant less time to hang out with his aunt.
***
The house was very quiet when Simon entered. "Hello?" He yelled to whomever might have been around to hear him, with no answer Simon made for his room. He had stepped on the landing at the top of the steps and accidentally bumped into his petite mother and knocked her back slightly.
"Oh my god mom I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention." Simon explained.
"Hi sweety, it's okay. I'm running around like a mad woman trying to clean up a little." She leaned in close and whispered, "I think your aunt is used to a cleaner house." Candice eagerly hugged her son to welcome him home. "Simon, did you shower? Or did something happen at work? You smell a little...strong." The scent of her son took her by surprise, but strangely, she wasn't exactly put off by it.
"Yeah, uh sorry. Stayed up too late, then didn't get up in time, but I was going to replace those fixtures now so no point in getting clean just to get dirty again." Simon tried to casually laugh off the awkward situation.
"Oh that's right. I really appreciate you doing that for me sweety," Candice said with a bright smile as she touched her son's arm. Simon smiled back then continued to his room to drop off some personal items. Afterwards, he went down to the basement to grab a few tools.
***
Only a small section in the back corner of the basement had not been finished, and Simon used that space to store tools and other personal belongings that he did not have space for in his room. In the finished areas, the basement contained a little sitting area and a small exercise room, which he had to pass to get to his storage. What awaited him in the exercise room was a wonderful and erotic sight.
Brigit trekked vigorously on the treadmill, which she had set at a steep incline to get a better workout. She wore a pair of very tight black yoga pants that came down to her mid-calf, a strained sports bra that did nothing to keep her massive breasts from heaving and swaying with every step, and bright pink tennis shoes. Her mid section was exposed and she had the slightest pooch in place of rock hard abs, but that didn't turn off Simon in the least. It just made his aunt look more voluptuous in his mind. Her red hair was tied up rather messily at the top of her head, it was so huge and heavy that it made her look like she had a fiery mane. What aroused Simon the most, was that she glistened from an incredible amount of sweat that coated the exposed areas of her skin. Simon was in awe and stood there gaping at her. When Brigit saw her nephew, she reduced the speed and incline of the treadmill and hopped off to greet him.
"Hello handsome," Brigit said and hopped down from the machine. "Fancy meeting you here," as she picked up a nearby towel and dabbed her sweat dripping face and chest. When she had finished whipping herself down, she grabbed Simon by the back of his head and forced him into a long forbidden kiss.
Even sweaty from her workout she smelled incredible to Simon, he was immediately intoxicated and overwhelmed by the carnal attractiveness of his aunt and submitted to her completely. Simon put his arms around her and dug his hands into her firm bubble butt, and with as much strength as he could without hurting her, he pulled her in close to feel her body against his. He moaned as her tongue snaked its way into his mouth, her saliva flooded his mouth with a sweetness that he was anxious to drink. He breathed heavier and squeezed her even tighter.
SLUUURP SMACK!
"I know where this is going if we're not careful." Brigit said as she pulled away from her overzealous nephew, "Hell, if I'm not careful. God I wanna fuck you right here. But what if your innocent mother came down and caught us? Could you handle being forced to look her in the eyes as you pumped wave after wave of thick jizz into my hot cunt."
That excited Simon greatly, as he slipped a hand under her tight yoga pants and searched for her puckering anus to fuck with his finger.
Brigit threw her head back and moaned in a loud deep tone. "God dammit, I wanna fuck you in public so everyone can see me ride a hot young stud with a monster cock."
Simon ground his pelvis hard into hers and pleaded, "yes Aunt Brigit. AH AH AH! I'll do anything you want. No matter what. UUUUUHH! Anything to finally fuck you."
"Haha! You are a little slut," Brigit giggled and bounced a little. "Patience. I promise, you won't regret being my slut."
Brigit turned to grab her water bottle and then faced Simon again. She flipped up the cap and slightly tilted the bottle and poured a small amount of water over her massive tan cleavage. With a subtle grin she said, "till next time, and no showering yet. I'll do that myself." Brigit left the exercise area and headed upstairs. Simon stood alone in the basement catching his breath.
***
Meanwhile, Candice had felt flushed from her encounter with her son. In that brief hug with Simon, something had given her lofty thoughts and made her feel sexually aroused. She had checked herself in the guest bathroom and discovered her face, neck, and chest were all very red and warm to her touch.
What has got me all excited? She asked as she fanned herself with her hand. Suddenly, all I can think about is sex. Dirty, hardcore, sex. I feel like I walked in on some nasty couple and all I want to do is join them.
She grabbed a small paper pill cup from the medicine cabinet and took a few gulps of cold water.
Get a grip, she told herself. Plenty to do around the house and the last thing I need is a wet pussy in front of my son.
After she composed herself, Candice went upstairs to check on Simon who was working in her master bath. She had found him topless, lying on his back, his upper torso positioned inside the cabinet under the sink, tightening a few connections. He had already completed mounting the fixture to the top of the sink and had it properly sealed,
"Hello?" Simon called out, not knowing who had entered the bathroom.
"It's me sweety. Just wanted to check and see how you're doing." Candice replied in a sweet high voice.
Simon had always been her little baby, she had never seen him as a grown son or even as a man in general. However, something flipped a switch in her brain, and lying on her bathroom floor was a slender man with defined abs and pants that had ridden down so far that she lustfully stared at the bulge of his very large penis. She looked at her son and thought how he was always sweet to her, how she admired him, and how much loved him. Candice knelt down onto the floor beside him and placed her hand on his chest.
"Can I get you anything sweety?"
"Huh? Uh, no mom, I'm fine." Simon grunted from having to tighten a valve in an awkward position. "Nice to have company though, 'preciate you hanging out if you want," he continued.
Candice kept her hand on him. "You're really working hard up here. You're covered in sweat." Candice said and she lightly rubbed his bare chest.
Candice was mesmerized as she swept her hand back and forth over his tight smooth skin. She noticed that, except for his arms and head, he had practically no body hair; everywhere she caressed she felt the perfect blend of strong and smooth. In her daze she moved her hand further down to Simon's abdomen.
"Thanks for being my big strong handyman Simon," Candice said with a big smile across her face.
Unaware of her own actions, she rubbed her hand across the width of his abs, and with each motion lowered her hand further down towards his waistband.
Simon felt her hand descend, and he got so distracted that he forgot which way to screw something tighter vs. which direction made it loose. The motion of his mother's hand stirred erotic desires in him, desires he couldn't hold back.
Holy shit, she keeps going lower. Fuck, this could absolutely be the worst time to get hard.
He tried to fight it, think of something else, but the suggestive motion of Candice's hand turned Simon on. His cock twitched, and the flexed motion startled Candice. She was released from her trance and was horrified at herself for doing this to her son, but the bulge in his pants continued to grow, and the root of his cock was now exposed.
Just, just a little further, Candice thought. I wonder if I can just touch it. Would he let me get away with that?
For a split second, Candice convinced herself to be brazen, she quickly slipped her fingers under his waistband and brushed the thick base of his cock.
Oh my god! She thought.
Oh my god! Simon jumped, and took a deep breath and held it. Afraid to breathe, afraid to move. No no no no no. This can't be happening! Simon panicked, for any erection that surged that strongly, his instinct was always to stroke himself.
"Candice? Are you up here?" Brigit yelled from the first floor.
In shock and embarrassment, Candice quickly picked herself up off the floor and fled from the bathroom. A "saved by the bell" moment for Simon, but the damage was done, and his thickening hardon was strangled by his pants. With one fluid motion, Simon undid the top button and pulled the zipper down. He pulled his boxers away from his body and released his still growing cock into the open air. It landed on his stomach with a loud audible THWACK.
***
"All done mom. Faucets look good, you should be happy with how they turned out." Simon said as he descended the stairs. He hadn't looked at anyone as he spoke, he just focused on cleaning his hands with a rag.
"Thank you so much Simon. Really. I appreciate all you do." Candice replied. And when Simon looked up he saw his mother and his aunt sitting very close to one another on the couch with their legs tucked underneath them. "Now go get a shower. Dinner in the oven is almost ready." Candice said as she motioned for Simon to go back upstairs.
"Simon, I'm sure you're starving after all the hard work. And you don't want to make us wait either do you?" Brigit jumped in with a sweet soft voice and flashed puppy dog eyes at her nephew.
"Of course not Aunt Brigit. Let me, uh, wash my hands at least and I'll get the table set." Simon responded, hoping to earn some brownie points for a better reward later.
By the time Simon had his hands cleaned and the table set, the timer for the oven went off and everyone was ready to eat. Candice had prepared a one-dish salmon and vegetable dinner.
Something a little healthier, she thought, to make up for yesterday's delicious but poor choices.
Aside from the occasional sultry glances Brigit gave Simon, and the couple of times she ostentatiously licked her lips, it was a normal dinner with normal conversation. Brigit focused on Simon a lot, she asked about his job, and what he wanted to do. Simon wasn't able to give clear answers, but reassured his mother that whatever he did he would be close enough to help her with whatever she needed. When dinner finally finished, everyone grabbed their dishes and headed for the kitchen. With all three working together, cleanup was a breeze.
***
"Will you be heading back up to your room?" Candice asked her son. "You've definitely earned some game time."
"Hmm? Oh, no. I got plenty of action last night. I think I'll join you two lovely ladies this evening." Simon answered with some genuine excitement in his voice. "Can I get you both something to drink?"
Candice was the first to answer, "some wine for me sweety, I'm in the mood for any of the blends so something pink please. Thanks."
"Same for me, handsome." Brigit replied.
While Candice and her sister moved to the living room, Simon poured three glasses of a Moscato he had found and precariously carried the drinks to the sitting area. Candice regained her previous spot on the couch while Brigit sat on the large square lounge chair. He slowly walked to his mother and she quickly took a glass from him. Then, he more easily carried a glass of wine to his aunt.
"Ah, I see you have a taste for pink as well." Brigit winked as she accepted the wine glass from him. "Come, sit with your aunt. I want to lay on you." Brigit said and shuffled to one side of the chair. Simon wasn't sure what to do, but he went for it anyway and slid behind her on the large seat..
"Be careful you two. Don't get any funny ideas." Candice chuckled.
Both Brigit and Simon laughed at her comment, but they were already having funny ideas about each other. Sexual ideas rather. Everyone sat, talked, and drank for hours. Every so often Simon would get up to refresh drinks, and every time he did he couldn't help but grind up against his sexy aunt. She had the same fun, she would purposefully press her ass harder against Simon's thick semi-hardon
Hours flew by and Candice was feeling the effects of the long day, the late hour, and the several glasses of wine she had consumed.. She stretched and yawned on the couch, and kept falling further and further down into a lying position.
"Excuse me. I'm so sorry. I just felt so sleepy all of a sudden. I'm still awake, I'm just going to rest my eyes a second. You two keep talking."
"Aww, poor little baby. Can if you're that tired, we can put you to bed," Brigit offered.
"No, no. I want to stay up," but Candice's resolve was weak and before long she had completely passed out.
Brigit barely wasted any time, she reached behind and grabbed Simon's cock through his pants. She squeezed his member hard and gave him a few strokes. She then tilted her head back and whispered in Simon's ear, "you still stink of sex. I'm glad. Do you want your reward?"
Simon nodded vigorously, "yes Aunt Brigit."
"Mmm, then follow me upstairs to your room. But first, I want you to strip right here. Slut's don't care who they're naked in front of. Even if it is their mother asleep on the couch." Brigit moaned and licked up Simon's neck.
"Yes Aunt Brigit." And Simon did as he was instructed. He stood up from the chair and swiftly took off his t-shirt and dropped his pants and underwear. His tone body and stiffening erection were on full display.
"Now, I want you to walk over to your mother on the couch and cover her with a blanket. Be a good little boy for mommy." Brigit said in a soft cutesy voice.
Again, Simon complied. He softly stepped over to his sleeping mother on the couch, terrified that she might wake up, or that she had not been asleep at all the whole time. He gathered the blanket in his hands and gently placed it over his mother, and Candice just moaned and rolled over facing away from Brigit and Simon. Brigit wore a huge satisfied smirk. Then she lifted her right hand and made a beckoning motion with her index finger. Brigit ascended the stairs with a nude Simon close behind and the illicit couple made their way to Simon's room.
***
Simon closed the bedroom door as quietly as possible, while Brigit had found a soft light to turn on. As soon as Simon turned around, his aunt was hot on him in a passionate embrace and tongue fucked his mouth. Her hands were all over his naked body, and his skin felt burning hot against hers, yet he felt incredibly smooth everywhere she touched him.
SLURP SMACK SMACK. The sound of their aggressive making-out filled the room.
Simon could not contain himself, his hands explored her body as if he had no control over them. His right hand was tucked under her thin pajama shirt and his thumb powerfully flicked her hard elongated nipple. His left hand dug fiercely into her pants for his favorite part of her to grope, her solid ass.
Brigit pulled her mouth away from Simon's with another loud SLURP.
"If this is what lotioning with cum feels like, I might have to get you to cum all over me."
"I could do that. Please, Aunt Brigit, let me do that for you." Simon pleaded as he kissed up and down Brigit's neck and kneaded the huge globes of her tits and ass.
"Oh I bet you could, but that's not what I want to reward you with tonight."
"Huh?" Simon questioned with a sad hopeful tone to his voice.
"No my slut. You were so good today, but you're filthy, so I was going to give you a shower." Brigit said as she reached down and stroked Simon's rigid cock. She could already feel his veins pulsing in her hand.
Simon breathed heavily in her ear, "a shower? I mean, I'm up for it, but I think mom will definitely hear us. And, why are we in my room then?"
"Aww. You're going to be so much fun," Brigit laughed in response. "I'm going to give you a shower right here."
Simon widened his eyes, "wait, you mean?" He withdrew both hands from her body, but then firmly grabbed his aunt's wide hips.
"Yes. Now, I don't squirt very much but you said you wanted a girl to squirt all over you. So I was going to cum on your beautiful body and watch you jerk off to me."
"Oh fuck, I want that," Simon practically yelled. He fell to his knees right in front of his pornstar level sexy aunt. Brigit's tiny pajama t-shirt had ridden up a great deal and exposed her midriff, so Simon pressed his face hard into her lower stomach to smell and kiss her beautiful bronze skin.
"Oh my, someone's eager!" Brigit shivered at the touch of her nephew's tongue on her skin.
Simon hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her pajama bottoms and slowly pulled them down, lowering his head as he did so.
"Mmm, your tongue feels so hot on my skin," Brigit said as she rolled her head back. "And wet. You must be drooling."
Simon finally pulled Brigit's pants down enough to expose her bare pussy, and like the rest of her body, it was perfectly tanned. Simon kissed his aunt's stomach while he cupped her pussy with his right hand, his index and ring fingers caressed the soft puffy tissue on either side of her lips. His middle finger slid along her now slick slit and rubbed her sensitive clit. His left hand had a tight grip on her muscular right buttock, her glute was so massive and so solid that he couldn't even dig his fingers into her. A butt that big should have been somewhat soft, but Brigit's was strong and sculpted. And as Simon worked his fingers over her pussy, his left hand crept closer and closer to the middle of her ass.
"That feels good on my skin, but now I want that slutty tongue in my cunt." Brigit demanded.
"Yes Aunt Brigit. I bet you taste so good." Simon said as lowered himself further beneath his towering sex goddess aunt. "The smell of your pussy is really turning me on. I'm so fucking hard right now it almost hurts."
"Oh yes slut, take that cock out. Let me see it." Brigit commanded.
Simon briefly removed his left hand from her ass and yanked his pants down to his thighs. It was a fight to force his own cock down enough to get his pants over his swelling monster, but ultimately he freed the veiny log, Brigit heard a loud WHACK and Simon's cock slapped against his own body.
"Oh my god, that sounded angry." Brigit gasped after the sudden noise, but then giggled when she realized what it was.
"Fuck, you're so hot Aunt Brigit. I think my cock is trying to grow bigger than it can." Simon looked down and admired his size.
Shortly after, Simon planted his mouth firmly on Brigit's pussy. He sucked, and kissed, and teased her pussy lips. In long slow licks, he dragged his tongue over her protruding clit. The scent of her horny pussy was strong in Simon's nose, and he became dizzy and intoxicated with his aunt's hot wet sex. Her pussy juices began to pool and drip over Simon's face and chin, her liquid ran down his face and neck, and before long Simon had a wet trail leading down his chest. This wet coating, however, was mixed with his own saliva, as Simon couldn't keep himself from drooling each time he licked Brigit's pussy, tasting her fluid and feeling her clit against his tongue.
"AAAHH AAAAHH AAAAAAHH!" Brigit cried out.
SLURP. SLURP. SLURP.
"AAAAAHH. Yes! Eat my pussy. I love your slutty face buried in my cunt!"
LICK LICK SLUUURP. LICK LICK.
His left hand returned to her rock-solid ass, only this time he diligently worked his fingers into the crack of her ass and made his way towards the budding opening of her hole. Simon had never really played with a woman's ass hole before, he wasn't sure he was even into it.
But a slut would do it. A slut would do the dirtiest thing they can think of, he told himself.
Simon pulled his mouth off his aunt's pussy for a brief moment, "AH! Fuck you taste so good, fucking cum in my mouth Aunt Brigit."
"Holy shit Simon! Holy fucking shit!" Brigit's breathing was hard and short. "Fuck that feels so good. My pussy is already so wet. Oh my god Simon, yes, please keep doing that. You dirty fucking slut. OOH!" Brigit screamed out when she felt Simon's middle finger from his left hand rub and probe her anus, then with a sudden POP he had inserted his finger up to the first digit inside her. While he continued to lick his aunt's pussy, Simon wiggled the finger that was lodged inside her rectum, causing her to squirm and dance on his face.
He worked his finger in and out rhythmically, and Brigit attempted to spread her cheeks wider with one hand while the other played with her spasming pussy that hovered above Simon's face. Suddenly, Simon forced his finger further, much further, into Brigit's ass causing her to jump again and then collapse. She ground her pussy harder into Simon's eager mouth, she didn't even let him come up for air. Simon had his entire middle finger inside her and gently massaged her rectum walls.
"Oh you naughty bitch!" Brigit squealed as Simon worked his finger in and out of her, fucking her in the ass with his hand. "AAH! You like my ass baby? MMMMM that feels so good. What do you like best, my little slut? My huge tits that jut from my sickeningly addictive body? Or my pussy that's soaking your face right now? Or maybe you've been an ass man all along."
Brigit tried to remain upright but her body sank lower and lower until she was completely hunched over, but Simon was able to support her weight. At one point, when he had almost pulled his middle finger out entirely, he pressed his middle and ring fingers tightly together and jammed both firmly up her ass. Brigit screamed out in pain and pleasure at this sudden intrusion and a sharp squirt of fluid shot from her pussy that Simon caught at the right time down his throat. It was both bitter and sweet, and his cock throbbed and twitched uncontrollably from desiring even more of his aunt's forbidden fluid. Brigit could no longer hold herself upright, and unintentionally she fell on top of Simon. Not wanting his aunt to hurt herself, he removed his hand from her ass and released his mouth from her tender vagina to catch her.
***
The collapsed sex-crazed bodies of Simon and Brigit laid precariously on his bedroom floor, both panted heavily to catch their breath, and both were eager to continue their forbidden illicit affair. Simon made the first move, he rolled his aunt onto her back, and licked the entire way up her body from her navel to her left earlobe. She squirmed underneath him, and when he stood up and towered over Brigit, he appeared to her as the very definition of male sexual prowess. His cock bobbed up and down as if he were absentmindedly flexing it. Massive veins protruded around his shaft giving him a ribbed texture, which she imagined was sensational when being fucked. The mushroom head of his cock swelled and turned a deep purple, and a large dollop of precum formed at the tip before it became too big and ran down his immense shaft. She was tempted, in that moment, that she could have cast aside her need to dominate, and pledge to pleasure him in every possible way her body was capable of.
Brigit innocently reached out with a shaking hand, and Simon took it and gently helped her to her feet. They both removed what was left of their clothing and proudly displayed their naked bodies to each other. Brigit moved in close and licked Simon's hairless chest; she noticed an extremely salty taste on his skin, most likely due to his sweat and dried semen from the night before.
Brigit gave him a sultry look and then grabbed his wrists and led him to the bed.
"Over here, I want more," she demanded.
Simon attempted to gently push her down, but she stopped him. "No Simon, get underneath. I want to grid my wet pussy on that slutty face of yours." And Simon was all too eager to comply.
"Anything you want, Aunt Brigit. It...it actually feels amazing being a slut for you." Simon replied. He had laid flat on his bed and scooted down to meet his aunt's pelvis as she climbed on top and straddled his midsection.
Brigit's saliva coated pussy was puffy, and her lips were red from the previous oral onslaught. Simon moved his arms underneath her legs and wrapped them around her thighs. He forcefully pulled her body to him and locked his mouth back on her dripping snatch. It didn't take long to get a mouthful of her liquid; he savored her flavor as his tongue lapped and hungered for more.
Simon moved his tongue in slow strong strokes, from the opening of her vagina all the way up to her small, but very hard, protruding clit. Brigit moaned and bucked every time she felt his tongue brush against it. And to Simon's amazement, every time his tongue flicked her clit, a tiny squirt of liquid would shoot into his mouth and hit the back of his throat. He licked harder and harder, and used the tip of his tongue to continually flick her most sensitive area. The repetitive squirts of her cum quickly filled his mouth.
GULP! GASP! "Fuck! You taste so good Aunt Brigit. I want you to just flood my mouth. I wanna fucking drown in it!" Simon professed to his dominating aunt. He didn't normally talk like this, and he surprised himself at how much he got caught up in the heat of the moment.
"Oh yes baby!" Brigit cried out. "These are just my mini-gasms, but keep going, I...AH...AH...AH...feel a big one coming."
Brigit had leaned far back and propped herself up with her left arm. With her right hand, she tugged and pulled on her hard right nipple and bit her bottom lip. In that position, Brigit could aggressively grind her hot pussy into her nephew's face. And reclined as far back as she was, she felt Simon's huge, rock hard cock, firmly resting against her back. His erection was so strong, Brigit felt the swollen head digging into her back like a massage wand. A constant stream of precum steadily dripped from the tip, which created a slick lube on Brigit's skin. So much formed that she felt the warm liquid running down her back as it made its way to the crack of her firm bouncing ass. What hadn't run down Brigit's back, dripped down Simon's very erect shaft and pooled around his groin and coated his stomach.
Gasps, shrieks, and loud moans filled the room as Brigit bucked into Simon's open mouth; and she took even more control by rubbing her engorged clit into his upper lip. Simon grew wide-eyed at the sudden force against his face, and gripped his aunt's thighs tightly to try and brace himself. Unable to lick his aunt's pussy properly, he focused on her sensitive clit and sucked on it like it was a tiny thumb; he was careful not to bite her, and formed a perfect seal with his lips.
Brigit threw her head back and began grinding harder. "OH FUCK YES! FUCK! Oh god you little slut! Eat me out like the pussy addicted sex god you are! Oh god this feels so fucking good!"
SLURP, SLUUURP, SUCK SMACK! Was all Simon could muster.
Simon wanted to be worried if they were making too much noise, but nothing was worth stopping the sex show that pushed him to the edge. His mother could wake up from her stupor, she could wander upstairs, and then she would hear the horrible sounds of her son's aggressive cunnilingus on her sister. If she looked in her son's bedroom, she would have been appalled at the incestuous sight of her sweaty older sister as she thrashed and ground her mature cunt into the pussy drunk face of her naked son. She would see her son unabashedly thrusting, and his cock would bob and slap her sister in the back. And judging by the size and stiffness, she would see that her son was lost in a world of pleasure and arousal.
Oh god, what if mom catches us? Simon thought. I'm harder than I've ever been, but if my mother walked in I don't think I could stop. Aunt Brigit was right, if she asked I would fuck her in front of my own mother. Oh god, what's happening to me?
To some, Simon's transformation to a lewd sex addict may have seemed quick, but to him, he had been holding back for so long, and being with someone as hot as his aunt was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. And Simon was going to live out his fantasies.
Brigit had leaned forward and grabbed Simon by his hair and forced his face even harder into her cunt. She screamed wildly, "OH FUCK! OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! IT'S COMING, IT'S COMING YOU SLUT! OOOOOOOO!"
In the instant before she climaxed, Brigit slid down Simon's body until she sat square on his thighs. Then, a sharp powerful stream shot from Brigit's well-sucked pussy and struck Simon in the face, then again in the neck, and again on his chest. He held his mouth open, but as strong as his aunt's ejaculate was, he could barely collect enough to swallow.
"AAAAHH AAAAHH AAAAAAAAAHHH YES! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Brigit cried out over and over again.
Simon enjoyed being cummed on, his hair was wet and already dripping, spray ricocheted and splashed all over his body, his bedspread, and even back onto Brigit. Simon forced himself to his feet and stood on his saturated bed, with his massive prick tightly grasped, he fiercely worked the entire length. His dick was already coated in a thick layer of slick precum. He pumped hard with his right hand, veins stretched and bulged with each stroke, and with his left he cupped his heavy balls and squeezed them. Brigit was stunned, and her gaze was fixed to the head of her nephew's cock, which swelled to an enormous proportion every time he stroked upwards.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck Aunt Brigit! I'm so hard it almost hurts!" Simon breathed heavily, and flexed his body so hard the muscle fibers could be seen through his skin.
"Oh no baby, cum for me," Brigit said in a sweet, almost motherly voice. "I don't want it to hurt. Cum anywhere you want," she said softly again.
"OH GOD! AH! AH! AH!" Simon panted and was beginning to become light-headed. "IT'S COMING! IT'S COMING! IT'S COMING!"
"Coat my face in your hot cum. Or plaster my tits and I'll let you fuck them. Come on baby, be the dirtiest slut for me."
Simon decided to do something bold, something possibly even dangerous. He yelled at the top of his lungs, "OH FUCK I'M GOING TO CUM. MY FUCKING GORGEOUS AUNT IS MAKING ME CUM. I'M GOING TO CUM ALL OVER YOU!!"
Screaming his impending orgasm to the entire household thrilled Simon, declaring the lewd act was the final straw that removed any inhibitions, or reservations, he had left. With difficulty, he quickly aimed his cock downwards and a blast of thick hot white cum burst from the tip of his penis. The blast struck his aunt hard in the face in the corner of her left eye. His aiming was terrible, and despite Brigit holding her mouth wide open, his second shot blasted her forehead and a thick glob ran down her face and coated everything in its wake in a slimy texture. Brigit had held her massive tits up in both hands, so Simon used the remaining shots to blast his aunt's chest.
When Simon's eruptions had finally subsided, he collapsed and fell back into his bed. Brigit released her breasts and began wiping her face. Every now and then, she collected a large amount on her fingers and sucked them clean, but her nephew's semen was so thick and heavy that it continued to drip down onto her shoulders and onto the lower parts of her body. She tilted her head side-to-side and moaned each time she tasted her nephew's semen.
Once her eyes were clear, Brigit beckoned Simon with her finger, and in a low voice she commanded, "come here."
Simon obeyed, when he got close enough they kissed passionately, and their tongues explored one another's mouth. Cum fell from Brigit's face and landed into Simon's awaiting mouth. Brigit kissed Simon harder and used her tongue to explore deeper, at times he felt she was reaching all the way back to his tonsils.
"That doesn't disgust you? Eating your own cum?"
"I've uh, never done that before. It's not bad, pretty hot if I'm being honest." Simon confessed.
"Good answer," Brigit said, and with a glob of cum collected in the palm of her right hand, she held her hand above Simon's head. He tilted back and let his jaw drop open, Brigit poured the thick contents down his throat and watched as he slowly gulped it down.
***
"My, someone felt brave. Announcing to the whole neighborhood that you're cumming to your aunt." Brigit commented, still wiping the areas around her eyes.
"That was the best I could think of. Was that...slutty enough?" Simon asked his aunt.
"Of course baby. Sluts don't care who knows they're sluts. Does that mean you want your dear mommy to know?" Brigit asked, or rather suggested, with a coy look in her eye.
"I uh, I don't know. No. Yes...maybe?" Simon responded with a rather tortured look on his face.
"Don't worry my wonderful slutty nephew. I have a really kinky idea. And I think you're going to like it."
Simon was briefly nervous thinking about how his aunt would take things to the next level, but her last idea gave him the best orgasm he ever had, so he resolved to obey her no matter what.