While continuing to suck on my fully aroused nipples, I feel his hand slide up the inside of my thigh. Yes! Now we’re getting to it! About halfway to my panty-covered pussy his hand stops and he pulls his mouth from my tit.
“We still okay?” he asks. “I’m not going too fast am I, Sara?” he asks, breathing pretty hard himself.
“No!” It comes out more forceful than I intend. “No, it feels nice, Jeremy,” I say more quietly. He smiles as his hand continues its torturously slow journey. I have my head back against the couch and my eyes closed as my nephew sucks my tits and moves his hand within millimeters of my damp panties. When his fingers brush the damp material, I let out an audible sigh and spread my legs a little wider.
“That’s good,” I whisper. “You’re doing great, Jeremy,” I encourage him as he strokes my pussy lips through my cotton panties. “Try slipping your fingers in through the leg band of my panties,” I instruct him as I spread my legs wider. I want to reach over and grab his hard cock through his jeans but I stay passively in character.
“Really?” he asks excitedly as his fingers fumble around with the tight leg band.
“Yes, see if you can pull my panties to the side and slip a couple of fingers in my pussy,” I say as I pull his mouth back to my aroused nipples. With a little maneuvering, he gets my panties pulled over and I feel the cool air against my wet pussy. Scooting my ass forward on the couch, I try to give him a better angle to probe my juicy opening.
“Oh fuck!” I cry out as he parts my slippery lips and pushes two fingers into my anxious pussy.
“Pump them in and out a little as you bite my nipples,” I pant. “Mmmm! Not so hard, they’re very sensitive,” I admonish him when he gets a little carried away with my tits.
“Sorry,” he says, leaning away from my tits and looking at my face as he finger fucks my pussy.
“That feels great!” I tell him. “Now use your thumb to find my clit,” I instruct him as I buck my ass off the couch to match the rhythm of his fingers.
“It’s a little higher,” I tell him as I feel his thumb probing around. “Ohhhhh! That’s it. No, where you just had it! Yeah! Oh fuck! Gently! You barely have to touch it,” I whisper.
“There? Is that it?” he asks. “Like this?” he asks, gently rubbing his thumb back and forth against my engorged clit.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Yeah!” I moan. “That’s it. Keep doing that!” I’m almost bouncing off the couch as my nephew finger fucks my pussy and strokes my clit with his thumb.
“Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuuuucccccck!” I scream as the intensity starts to peak and I flood his hand with my juices. I pull his mouth tightly against my tit, almost smothering him. Grabbing his arm to keep it in place, I frantically hump my pussy against his hand.
“Agghhhhh! Jeremy! Oh Fuck!” I’m out of control. This wasn’t supposed to happen. We’re just role-playing.
“I’m cummmming!” I scream as my pussy convulses around his fingers and I clamp my thighs closed, trapping his hand between them. I pull his face up and shove my tongue halfway down his throat as my body continues to tremble through the aftershocks of my orgasm.
I eventually spread my legs, releasing his hand as I break the kiss.
“You learn fast,” I breathe as he brings his pussy-soaked fingers to his nose and takes a whiff.
“I’ve got the best teacher,” he responds as he puts his fingers in his mouth and sucks my juice off of them. We lock eyes and I smile at him as he tastes me.
“Do you like it?” I ask as I straighten my panties but leave my blouse open.
“Yeah,” he says slowly as he continues to lick his fingers. “It’s like… um… nothing I’ve ever tasted. It’s like a natural aphrodisiac,” he says. “Just the smell and the taste are arousing,” he comments and I notice that he’s not stuttering at all.
“I think it’s that way by design,” I laugh. Watching him lick my juice from his fingers is getting me hot again. “Lesson over for today,” I say, standing up and pulling him up with me. Before I can step away, he pulls me into an embrace and kisses me. My bare tits rub against his t-shirt as he pushes his tongue in my mouth. I recognize my taste on his tongue and can feel his erection pushing against my aroused pussy.
“Down boy,” I say, breaking the kiss. “You need to go take care of that,” I smile, squeezing his hard cock through his pants. Fuck! What am I doing? I’ve never touched him before. Whatever possessed me to do it now?
“Yeah. I guess I do,” he says, staring at my tits. “Thank you, Aunt Sara,” he says as he gathers his books.
“Come over tomorrow before your date,” I tell him. “For some last minute advice,” I add.
“I will,” he answers just before he closes the door.
Damn! What have I started? I really wanted him to fuck me! My own nephew! What’s gotten into me lately? I can’t believe I grabbed his cock! God, I wanted to suck it raw! I wanted his mouth feasting on my juices and his cock skewering my pussy!
Going into my bedroom, I drop my blouse and bra on a chair and unzip my skirt. Stepping out of it, I pull down my soaking wet panties. God! My pussy is drenched! Lying on the bed, I spread my legs and smear my juices all over my sensitive lips. Ahhhhhh! It feels good but not as good as Jeremy touching me. As I slip two fingers inside and rub my clit with my other hand, I wonder what Freud would say about my relationship with my nephew. Or what he would think of my sister encouraging it!
Am I just using Jeremy as a surrogate for his father? Am I trying to get back at John for ignoring me after that one night? God, I was so naive thinking John would continue seeing me after Jenny got back in town. After fucking ourselves sore that night and falling asleep in each other’s arms, John woke up with the biggest case of remorse in history. His face was full of guilt as he apologized for taking advantage of me and vowed it would never happen again. I was crushed. I tried to console him and take all the blame but before we could talk it out Jeremy was up and wanting breakfast. We never talked of it again.
“Ahhhhhhrrrrgggghhhh!” My orgasm rolls through my body like a wave crashing to shore. Maybe because Jeremy already got me off with his fingers my orgasm doesn’t have its normal intensity or abruptness. Or maybe I’m just distracted with regrets of what could have been.
Saturday evening I’m ready for Jeremy when he stops by before his date. I’ve thought about it all day and decided that the best help I can give him is to make sure he doesn’t show up at Megan’s house with a big erection. At least I’ve convinced myself that this is for him. Of course it is.
“Hi Aunt Sara,” he says, stepping into my apartment and closing the door.
“Hey Jeremy!” I greet him with a kiss. “You look great!” I say, admiring his oxford style shirt and his cargo pants. “All ready for your date?” I ask, noticing his bulge as I lead him over to the couch. I’m wearing a red spaghetti-strap tank top and a pair of white shorts. My nipples are apparent through the thin material of the tank top.
“Yeah, I guess so,” he says. “I think I’m as ready as I can be.” I’m proud of him for not stuttering.
“Well, I’ve got one more idea to make sure you’re ready,” I smile at him as I slide off the couch and kneel between his legs. “I think I should deflate this for you so you can concentrate on Megan without being distracted,” I tell him as I unbutton his pants and pull his zipper down.
“Aunt S-S-Sara!” Jeremy exclaims as he lifts his ass off the couch so I can pull his pants down. “J-J-Jesus! I’ve n-n-never…” His voice trails off as I wrap my hand around his hard cock and stroke it up and down.