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The last load in my balls, I dumped it inside her insides before pulling out my shaft and with this I conclude our frantic encounter.
Both of us breathing with difficulty and our sweaty bodies fall on the bed and shine with the light of dawn.
I wanted to know her honest opinion about our furtive encounter, to my surprise my mother was already asleep and even snoring next to me.
After lying down and before even closing my eyes, I feel like all my fatigue was disappearing little by little without having slept, my body is recovered like 60%, but 10 minutes later it is already at 100%.
My recovery is total to the point that if I want to start fucking again, I don't have any kind of problem, the thing is that my mother is snoring at this moment so I discarded the idea.
So I try to sleep
Between dreams I feel like a totally different energy than regeneration begins to flow through my veins and enters my muscles strengthening every fiber in my body, increasing my physical strength.
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Upon waking up Elizabeth raises her head and looks at her right side, finding Joe's naked body, she is a little surprised to see his physical change, but especially his pectorals and wide arms, she was speechless.
Elizabeth's eyes follow the silhouette of Joe's body and when they meet the axis her eyes open in surprise bringing her hand to her mouth to avoid any noise that wakes the young man.
Very carefully Elizabeth gets out of bed and when she stands up, the woman immediately begins to look for her robe and finds it on the floor next to the bed.
As she stands up, her gaze falls back on Joe's shaft and as this shaft begins to rise without Elizabeth missing a single detail, this surprises her again.
(Come on Eliza, for God's sake it's Joe, you can't do this, the boy is sleeping.) she repeats several times in her mind, but without taking her eyes off the impressive shaft in front of her nose.
Elizabeth unconsciously licks her lips and lets out a sigh, saying in a whisper. —"It will only be a little."— With this she leans down and with her hand grabs the shaft and begins to stimulate it a few times.
The movements were so slow that Elizabeth had to swallow the saliva that is accumulating in her mouth, losing track of time and when Elizabeth regains her lucidity her breath hits the skin of the shaft.
Unconsciously Elizabeth had gotten so close to the shaft that it brushes her nose.
—"Well, I'm here now and it's a waste not to try a little, isn't it?"— She says to herself in a whisper and then opens her mouth and tilts her head until she has the head of the shaft between her lips again.
Elizabeth begins to suck slowly enveloping the head of the shaft simulating romantic kisses.
After several kisses Elizabeth raises her gaze and meets Joe's open eyes, but the young man doesn't say a word to Elizabeth and simply closes his eyes again.
At that moment Elizabeth's cheeks turned red, because they had caught with the shaft in her mouth.
Knowing that she had been discovered, she left all subtlety behind, but she took the shaft out of her mouth and stood up. —"I'll be right back."— She said out loud. The woman gets out of bed and runs to the door without saying anything else.
When she left she left the door open and after several minutes, she returned with her smartphone in hand.
—"I need to show this off."— The woman said before lying back down and while she put the shaft between her lips simulating a blowjob she picked up the phone and took several pictures.
Elizabeth looks through the photos taken from the phone and discards the least attractive ones, then takes several more photos.
When she finishes Elizabeth puts her phone aside and looks for Joe's phone.
She finds the phone on the nightstand next to the alarm clock and gets up to get it.
Then she puts the camera down and takes more photos.
—"Use these photos discreetly to scare away all those sluts."— Having said this, when she finishes, Elizabeth puts the phone back on the bed and resumes the blowjob and when the shaft is ready to release its load Elizabeth takes her phone again and makes a video of the whole sequence.
When she finishes the woman simply gets up and leaves the bedroom closing the door, leaving behind a shaft still erect and ready for action.
In the hallway she walks towards the stairs with slow steps, Elizabeth licks the remains of the white nectar and a smile appears on her lips.
As Elizabeth wanted to have breakfast she finished going down the stairs and before reaching the kitchen her smartphone began to ring and when she saw her sister's name on the screen, the woman was not surprised.
Before answering Elizabeth tries to adjust her mind. [Hello, Natasha.]
On the other end of the call, all you can hear is the woman saying. [I'm coming to your house.] With that, Natasha cuts the call, causing Elizabeth to panic.
She started walking around the kitchen and while snapping her fingers she tries to make up a good story.
The first thing Elizabeth thinks of is making up a fling with the pool cleaner, but she immediately discards it, since the man is over 60, is too fat and comes to clean the pool on the weekends.
(Maybe a helper.) she thought out loud, but the idea was discarded since her husband has a contract with a company and they will assign the person.
(What about the gardener.) After several minutes Elizabeth lets out a sigh and shakes her head, she knew that wouldn't work either, because the gardener has been working with the family for 40 years.
Knowing that she didn't have a solid backup plan, she returned to the table and while she looked out the window waiting for her sister to arrive, Elizabeth made herself a coffee.
It didn't take long for a black Lincoln Aviator pickup truck to appear in front of the house and after parking on the sidewalk, a blonde-haired woman in a short dress that was tight to her impressive figure got out of the driver's seat. The dress was so short that it barely covered half of her thighs.
The woman tried to pull down her dress, but without much effect, since when she walked, the dress went back up her thighs, revealing white, shapely thighs.
Upon seeing Natasha arrive, Elizabeth let out a sigh.
As she got up from the table, she fixed and tied the ribbons of her robe and calmly walked toward the front door.
After hearing the sound of the doorbell, Elizabeth waited a few seconds before opening the door, showing her best smile and saying hello. —"Naty"— while opening her arms.
Natasha accepts her sister's hug and kisses both cheeks, then answers. —"How are you Ely?"— with a big smile on her lips.
—"I'm fine, thanks for asking"— Elizabeth answers and also returns both kisses to her sister and adds. —"Come in, don't stay at the door."—
Natasha immediately enters the house and while Elizabeth closes the door, her sister Natasha doesn't waste time and starts looking everywhere.
The moment she turns around and sees what her sister was doing, the smile on Elizabeth's face completely disappears and she asks. —"What are you looking for?"—
—"Your lover"— Natasha answers without stopping looking everywhere and between whispers she adds. —"Come on sister, I know you and you would never let him go home so easily."—
After a brief memory, a subtle smile appears on Elizabeth's lips that she immediately tries to erase from her face saying in her defense. —"I have no idea what you're talking about."—This comment made Natasha stop her search, to look back at her sister's face.
Natasha was about to reply to her comment, but the words caught in her throat as she watched her sister walk.
Elizabeth, knowing firsthand what was coming, tries to flee to the kitchen in a hurry, but the discomfort in her crotch became much more acute, causing a strong and noticeable falter as she walked.
—"Shit"— Natasha screams and points at Elizabeth's legs. —"You've become irritated from so much fucking."—
—"What are you saying, what are you talking about?"— Elizabeth answers and stops her steps.
—"I have nothing."— With that, the woman tries to move her legs, but her face wrinkles from the irritation in her cave.
Natasha immediately notices her discomfort and when she is about to shout out the fault, she suddenly closes her mouth, because she sees her nephew Joe coming down the stairs.
Natasha sketches her best smile and waits for Joe to arrive to say hello, but when she looks more closely at Joe's body as he goes down the stairs an idea comes to her mind and she immediately turns to see her sister Elizabeth.
Elizabeth's face turns red and in response she simply looks away.
Having a clearer idea, Natasha was left with her mouth open, but immediately shows her smile again at Joe's arrival and opens her arms to greet him.. —"How are you Joe?"— She asks and hugs him tightly.
—"Very well Aunt Natasha"— Joe answers when he receives the hug.
Natasha takes advantage of this moment to look at her sister and make signs with her eyes. [It's Him.]
As it was impossible to deny something so obvious Elizabeth simply nods her head in silence.
Natasha shakes her head several times and as her greeting is about to end she smiles again before asking. —"Because you didn't go to camp with your sisters or cousins."—
—"I didn't feel like going Auntie"—Joe answers and when he wants to take a step back, Natasha holds him in her arms to look at his body more closely.
—"Look at all those muscles, you are already a man."— Running her hand over Joe's chest and down to his abdomen.
Elizabeth clears her throat forcefully to break the moment. She steps forward and grabs Joe's arm and pulls him out of Natasha's arms.
—"Go to the kitchen for breakfast."— Elizabeth says and pushes Joe's body in the direction of the kitchen.
The smile on Natasha's face grows bigger and bigger as she watches Joe walk without any problem to the kitchen, while Elizabeth also follows Joe with her gaze in silence.
Natasha is about to speak, but Elizabeth raises her hand to stop her comment and points at Joe. [Wait a moment.] she says with some signs.
[Wait, you fucked Joe.] Natasha replies with some signs of her hands and gaze.
Elizabeth just nods silently a couple of times, she clears her throat to regain her sanity, then she points at her private parts and wrinkles her face, leaving Natasha with her mouth open.
—"It's so good."— Natasha asks out loud.
Elizabeth puts her finger to her mouth and asks for silence.. —"Shhh"— Then she points at Joe's back and nods a couple more times.
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The secret to greatness:
As I enter the kitchen I go straight to the fridge and take out the carton of milk, I put it on the table and go to the pantry in search of the cereal.
The distance between us is more than 10 meters, but I hear everything that my mother is talking about with Aunt Natasha and personally I care very little about the subject.
Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be interesting either, it's just my most honest opinion about these types of subjects. Because when you live surrounded by women 24/7 you learn not to overvalue female beauty so much.
Because any other man in my position will put on his best face and lift his chest to flex the muscles of his arms in front of a beautiful woman and think about it. But let's be honest for a moment.
Would you do it?
Of course you do, because you've barely seen them, therefore you don't know them, but I do know them and every beautiful woman sleeps, eats and defecates the same or worse than you.
A series of screams take me out of my thoughts.
—"Of course I'm going to fuck him"— Natasha screams.
—"Over my dead body"— Elizabeth responds even more furious.
Before the conversation between my mother and aunt gets out of control, I snap my fingers and an intense peach aroma spreads through the kitchen.
When the aroma reaches her position, my mother is the first to notice it and remains silent, this gave my aunt time to refute my mother's words. —"I'm also a woman and I have."— My aunt Natasha only says half of her sentence and remains silent.
Both women start sniffing like customs dogs and following the smell they enter the kitchen with a smile on their faces.
Having their full attention I snap my fingers again and the peach smell stops and seconds later it begins to disperse.
When the smell disappears, both my mother and my aunt seem to have woken up from a trance and look around a little dazed. —"What happened to us Joe, why are we here?" — My mother asks somewhat confused, while pointing to the living room where they were minutes before.
On the other hand, my aunt Natasha stares at me and seems as if she is going to jump on me at any moment and since I am bad at giving explanations, I raise my hand to stop all her questions and get a few minutes of silence.
First I snap my fingers and the peach aroma begins to expand, as my mother and aunt are closer, the aroma takes effect almost immediately.
How do I realize this?
In their looks full of longing that they cannot hide. —"Something has happened to my body" — saying this I show them the muscles in my arms and abdomen.
Both women look with fascination at the relief of my muscles and my flat abdomen.
—"I can't understand how this can affect you in any way Joe, come on this can't be as bad as you want to make it seem..."— My aunt Natasha comments pointing at the muscles on my body and adds... —"I think it's a positive thing, it even makes you look much more attractive to girls."—
The disbelief in my aunt's words didn't take me by surprise and in response I let out a sigh. So I go back to see my mother in search of a pleasant answer. But the peach scent is already having its effects.
My mother's breathing is slow and heavy, she moistens her lips with the tip of her tongue and swallows the saliva accumulated in her mouth. —"I think your aunt is right Joe, your change can't be as bad as you're thinking..."— For many people these words and behavior would go completely unnoticed, including my aunt who is at her side.
So I can only nod a couple of times confirming what both women said, I turn around and walk to the table to resume my breakfast. But before I get there I stop and turn around to look at my mother. —"Take off your robe."— I order
—"What, what are you talking about?"— My aunt asks me, but at that moment my mother brings both hands forward and unties the knot of her robe. —"What the hell do you think you're doing Elizabeth?"— My aunt asks angrily.
As my mother takes off and throws the robe to one side, as a response to the question asked by my aunt, my mother only shows a smile.
This surprises my aunt, she stays with her eyes and mouth literally open before turning to look at me and asking. —"How did you do it.?"—
Not wanting to give her an answer, I simply shrug my shoulders. —"I don't know"— I say between laughs.
Maybe it was the answer or my cheeky smile, but my aunt took a step back and reached into her bag trying to take out her smartphone, dialing the number of one of her daughters.
It's Esther's number, how do I know? Because I hear her voice on the other end of the call and she asks... —"Hi mom, what's wrong, why are you calling me?"—
—"Call your grandmother and your uncle, tell them to come..."—
—"Where, why, what's going on mom, I notice you're very upset."—
—"Listen daughter, to your aunt Elizabeth's house, don't be late."— When the call ended, my aunt took several steps back, ready to run for her life at any moment.
For my part, I snap my fingers before resuming my breakfast and after a few minutes my mother comes to her senses.
—"What happened?"— She asks us, but when she sees that she was naked, she lets out a scream and tries to cover some parts of her body with her hands.
My aunt takes advantage of this moment and runs towards my mother, taking her by the shoulders. —"Come on, we have to get away from Joe." With that, she leads my mother into the living room and on the way picks up her robe from the floor.
On her way to the living room, my mother asks my aunt a ton of questions. She tries to answer and explain the situation to my mother.
At this point and from my aunt's reaction, it was clear that my life was going to change completely. You know, cutting all my family ties, leaving home and school behind. Technically, I would start from scratch and in the meantime, I try to finish breakfast.
For some strange reason, I am calm, I don't feel guilty and I am not crying as if the world was going to end tomorrow.
In fact, it is quite the opposite. I was happy to leave the house.
When I am about to get up from the table, I notice that my mother and aunt started another heated argument.
You know, those arguments with shouting and exaggerated hand signals, but several rings from the smartphone cut the conversation short and my aunt immediately answers, while looking at my mother. —"No, no, everything is fine at home mom, Joe turned 18 and I wanted to surprise him with you and his father. No, mom, Elizabeth is fine, something more important, Joe's birthday is important mom.."— my aunt shouts.
Since my aunt was busy with her cell phone, my mother grabs and puts on her nightgown, while returning to the kitchen just when I am making some emergency plans.
You know, something like tricking grandmothers with enough money to pay for the rent of a small apartment and basic needs, such as electricity, water, internet or clothes.
—"What are you thinking about Joe?"— My mother asked me when she arrived at the table.
—"Potential investors?"— I answer and she rolls her eyes. —"Stop thinking about nonsense and finish your breakfast."— With that she sits in front of me and lets out a sigh.
The sigh made by my mother took me out of my thoughts. —"What's wrong?"— Before answering, my mother leans over the table to shorten our distance.
This movement causes her robe to open enough to show her large, white breasts in close-up.
Consciously or unconsciously, I lower my gaze. —"You like what you see?"—After her question, she smiles and leans a little more and she almost lies down on the table. —"There's something else where these come from?"—She points at her breasts with her finger and then with the same finger she points down.
I don't deny that her proposal instigated me to the point of taking a look under the table, finding a pair of open legs and a wet, pink outline at the bottom.
Several seconds later, she closes her legs, which made me return to the table. This time, my mother has an even brighter smile. —"In a few minutes, I'll go to work."—
Then she uses her thumb to point back. —"I'll talk about it with your aunt, but remember not to talk about it again."— I nod a couple of times to confirm.
—"With no one, no matter who it is."— my mother makes several signs with her hands again to make everything even clearer.. —"You understand, with no one, even if they are your sisters or grandmothers."—
I roll my eyes in response. —"I'm not an idiot you know."—
—"It seems so."— With that my mother gets up from the table and walks to the pantry cabinet. —"What the hell were you thinking before telling us this?"— She asks me, while opening the cabinet and taking out the coffee jar. —"Did you think that we would both willingly accept after hearing that you have such powers, because they are powers right?"— She asks me before preparing her cup of coffee and even turns around to look back at my answer.
I nod a couple more times in silence and it was like she heard the best joke in history, causing my mother to laugh loudly.
This makes me want to explain my point, but my mother makes some signs for me to stop and shut my mouth.
She laughs for several more seconds and cuts her laughter short with a sigh. —"Did you know that your great-grandfather had the same idea?"— I shake my head several times in response.
At that moment my aunt Natasha enters the kitchen saying. —"Until some sons of bitches stoned him in a stream for saying that he had mental powers and since then nobody talks about it, even if you look for news or any kind of information on the web you won't find anything."— My mother just nods to confirm the words said by my aunt.
This surprised me and as I finish my breakfast I get up from the table. —"Well, I'm going to take a shower."—
—"My father always said that the secret to greatness is silence."— My mother comments and then adds. —"Just because no one talks about this doesn't mean it doesn't exist."—
Taking advantage of our uncomfortable silence, my aunt warns. —"Even though a lot of time has passed since this, people are still the same shit as always, that's why you have to be very careful with whom you talk about these topics."— I just nodded in response and left the kitchen to go up to the second floor.
To be continue...
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