Our Little Secret

Barb let Kenny's deflating cock slip from her fingers and land with a wet plop against his leg. The hair on his stomach was matted from his sweat and juices. Barb grabbed the box of tissues from his nightstand and wiped her hands clean. She sat the box next to him.

Barb stood up and adjusted her shirt and pushed her hair away from her eyes. "Now, remember this is our little secret. Right, Kenny?"

"Yes, Aunt Barb," Kenny said managing a weak smile.

"Good," she replied. Barb brushed a sweat-soaked lock of hair off his forehead and gently kissed it. "Sleep tight," Barb said. She flashed him a bright smile as she walked out of the room.

Kenny staggered to the bathroom totally bewildered. The light in his aunt's room clicked off before he reached the bathroom. Kenny looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. His head ached and he felt dizzy, he couldn't even begin to comprehend what just happened. He didn't know what he felt or even how he should feel. After a minute Kenny just shook his head, splashed cold water on his face and vowed to sleep on it.

Back in his room, Kenny climbed into bed. His mind raced through the earlier events. Eventually sleep overtook him, but somewhere in his dreamland the thought of having his aunt as a sexual partner recurred and inserted itself into his subconscious thoughts.

The next morning Kenny awoke with a start. "Was I fucking dreaming last night?" he said to himself quietly, "that really couldn't have happened." Kenny replayed the evening's events over and over again in his head. Each time he came to the same conclusion – it really happened, just like he thought. If that wasn't enough his crumpled shirt laid by the bed as further proof.

Kenny wandered down the steps and rounded the corner of the steps into the kitchen to find everybody, including his aunt, at the table.

"Good morning," Carol, Kenny's mother said cheerily, "you're just in time for some scrambled eggs."

"Good morning, Kenny," his Aunt Barb said. "I thought I'd have to come up there and give you a special wake-up call." Kenny smiled back at her unsure if she meant some sort of innuendo in her comment.

Kenny sat down next to his aunt. He made sure his legs didn't brush against his aunt or that some other contact was accidentally made. After last night just sitting so close to his aunt freaked him out or was it turned on? Kenny wasn't exactly sure.

"So did you have a good time last evening?" Carol asked.

"Yeah, I did. It was good to see all of the relatives," Kenny replied.

"I had a really good time, too, last evening," Barb said. Her right hand slid under the table and up Kenny's leg until her fingers found their way under the leg of his shorts.

Kenny's leg jerked away from his aunt's touch banging against a table leg. The plates and cups on the table jumped off the table only to clatter down and spill their contents.

"Look what you did," Roy said as he dropped the local sports page and tried to stem the tide of orange juice heading towards the table edge.

"Are you all right?" Carol asked. "Roy quit grumbling and read your paper," she muttered to him as he picked up the paper without missing a beat.

"I'm sorry mom," Kenny said, "something tickled my leg."

"You're awfully tense for a boy your age," his aunt added, "you need something to relax you." Barb laughed in a way Kenny thought was at a joke only they would get.

"Well, whatever your problem is," Roy said without so much as glancing away from his paper, "don't forget to clean out the two basement back rooms and cut up all those boxes. Bulk garbage pick-up is Tuesday and I don't want that shit in my house for another month."

"Okay dad. I'll get that done today," Kenny said.

Less than an hour later Kenny found himself holed up in the basement. His parents and aunt were gone for the day. With the house to himself he turned his CD player up and set about cleaning the two rooms. He thought he would get these done as early as possible so he didn't have to worry about it the rest of the weekend or listen to his dad bitch when it wasn't done when he came home.

Cleaning these two rooms was a chore Kenny was used to since he'd been doing it at least once a year for the last ten years. These two basement rooms were the only unfinished rooms in the basement and served as both his dad's tool room and a drop off point for all the unwanted stuff in the house. With a well practiced and trained hand Kenny set about clearing all the rubbish out and cutting up boxes so they would go into the trash easier.

This alone time also let him think about breakfast. He couldn't believe his aunt actually ran her hand along his leg with his parents at the table, let alone in the very same room. While her touch sent a shiver of excitement and lust through his body he couldn't help but be a little upset at her with her little stunt. An overwhelming desire for his hot aunt, which had grown since he saw her tattoos and stole a peak down her top and especially since the previous night, soon replaced any irritation he momentarily felt. The forbidden nature of his lust only intensified, and not inhibited, his desires.

Kenny, deep in thought and work, barely registered that the music disappeared mid-song. The music had been so loud and he so distracted that he hadn't even heard the sounds of her car pulling up front or the opening and closing of the house doors. Even the sounds of a squeaky basement door or her footfalls on creaky steps hadn't penetrated the din of heavy metal music.

Barb leaned casually against the doorway; her hip stuck out to one side, emphasizing the femininity Kenny had eagerly soaked up with his eyes the previous evening. Her white top was unbuttoned down to the ivory-white cups of her bra. Generous amounts of cleavage peaked out from under her top.

"You know you could've been less jumpy this morning," Barb said.

"How was I supposed to know you were going to touch me? You shouldn't have done that with my parents in the room," Kenny half yelled at his aunt.

"I thought about that while I was out. I shouldn't have done that. I could've accidentally ruined our little secret," she said.

"Yeah and we really don't want that to happen."

"Well I hurried back, since I knew you'd be alone, to properly apologize to my favorite nephew," Barb said with a wink and a sly glance over her shoulder, as if to check that they were still alone.

Barb took a few steps towards Kenny as he backed away. Kenny soon ran out of ground and came to a stop against the wall. Barb put her hands around his waist and pulled herself towards him. Barb reveled in the feeling of Kenny's body pressed against hers. Her entire body tingled with excitement as its natural reactions became more pronounced. Barb felt her nipples tighten into stiff nubs pushing against her tight blouse while her pussy seemed to become impossibly damp in a short time.

Barb pushed herself up on her tiptoes, making sure her tits pressed into her nephew's chest. She drew her mouth close to his ear, under her touch she could feel his body shaking. Her actions had the effect she was looking for.

"Do you want to know something?" Barb whispered into Kenny's ear. Barb's voice was so low that if Kenny took time to breathe he might have missed what she said.

"Uh huh," Kenny croaked. Kenny could feel a lump forming in his throat that felt like it would choke him. His heart pounded its fast and steady beat in his head. Kenny didn't know whether to pass out or throw up – either one seemed like a good option to him right now.

"I'm glad I got back before your parents," Barb whispered. She briefly flicked her tongue against Kenny's ear as she talked.

"You are?" Kenny asked.

Kenny looked down as much as possible. He saw his aunt's breasts only inches from his face pressed into him, her chest and upper slopes of her breasts were flushed hot red with arousal. Despite his nerves and queasy stomach his swollen member, pushed into his aunt's hip, revealed the depths of Kenny's desire. The same heart that thumped its beat into his brain continued to pump much needed blood to his engorged shaft.

"You aren't?" Barb asked. With her left hand she squeezed Kenny's swollen cock through his shorts. "It seems to me you're very glad they aren't around, too," she said. Barb's eyes smoldered with her barely contained lust.

Kenny tried to swallow the lump in his throat and nodded.

Kenny thought his head was going to explode when his aunt touched him. His cock throbbed painfully in his pants. Kenny was aware that another, even light touch would have him squirting gallons of come uncontrollably.

"Do you want me to stop?" Barb cooed into her nephew's ear.

Kenny shook his head.

"I didn't think so. I can feel how hard your cock is," Barb said, "I bet it would feel better if it was against my skin." When she said that she pushed her hip against her hand as she slowly squeezed his erection again.

Kenny left out a whimper of agonized pleasure. His knees felt like jelly and he believed that if his aunt took a step backwards he'd crumble to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

"You poor thing," Barb said, sensing his agony. "I guess I won't tell you how I felt last night. You remember last night, don't you?" she said with a feigned pout.

"Of course," Kenny tried to say even though he felt like he'd swallowed some cotton balls. "I mean of course I do," he squeaked out with little more success.

Barb looked back over her shoulder to make sure her sister or brother-in-law wasn't standing there. She wiggled her body against Kenny's again. "I was so horny last night that within seconds of me turning the light off I had myself coming. The whole time I thought of taking your thick cock into my mouth and running my tongue all over it. I wanted to feel your hot sticky come on my hand again and on my tits and in my mouth. I hardly slept one wink last night."

"I don't know if I can take much more of this," Kenny muttered as his aunt finished her story, "I feel like I'm gonna explode."

"I bet you can't," his aunt giggled, "you know you don't have to take either." She kissed him gently up and down the side of his neck, lightly dragging her tongue by his ear, stopping only to catch her breath. "Oh, there is one more thing," Barb added, "if you only knew how hot I was this morning at the breakfast table. I wish I could've woken you up the way I wanted to, but I doubt your mom would approve." With her fingers, Barb slowly worked his zipper open.

"How were you going to wake me?" Kenny asked, his voice still trembled and croaked from his dry throat.

"I was going to do this," Barb said. She pulled him into the next room and pushed him onto the couch. Barb dropped to her knees. Kenny saw that his aunt's face and chest were flushed, her nipples clearly visible, jutted to hard points under her blouse.

This whole situation seemed surreal and almost unbelievable, but it was really happening. Barb slid her fingers into the waistband of Kenny's shorts and yanked them down. Kenny's cock bounced into full view of his aunt, this time voluntarily. Large drops of precome oozed from the swollen purple tip of his thick cock. Barb gasped.

"You'd never forget a wake up like this," Barb said. She licked her lips and tilted her head to accept Kenny's cock into her mouth. It looked much thicker and harder than it did the other night. "Now, I want you to close your eyes, lean back, relax and enjoy," Barb said. Kenny tightly closed his eyes and leaned against the arm of the couch. "Your Aunt Barb is going to take care of you."

Barb exhaled a deep breath. She was about to cross a line she'd never imagined would've crossed before she came to visit her sister but the heat emanating from between her legs and the sight of her exposed nephew urged her on.

Kenny groaned as his aunt's hand closed around his cock and began to slowly stroke it. Her gentle strokes brought Kenny closer to orgasm. Kenny didn't want simply another repeat of last night. No, he wanted to feel his aunt's warm mouth on him, to feel her tongue run up and down the length of his shaft and finally to feel his hot come pump down her throat.

Kenny opened his eyes to watch his aunt take his cock into her mouth. He was determined not to miss anything from his first blowjob. Just as he opened his eyes a moving shadow on the far wall caught his attention. He glanced over his shoulder at the basement window in enough time to see the tires of his dad's pickup truck pass by.

"Aunt Barb, Aunt Barb," Kenny stammered. He tapped his aunt urgently on the shoulder. "Mom and dad are home, we can't let them find us here. They'll fucking kill me," Kenny said as tears welled up in his eyes.

A look of disappointment crossed Barb's face followed by a moment of panic. Barb put a reassuring hand to Kenny's face. "Grab your clothes and go to the bathroom over there," Barb motioned towards the tiny bathroom Kenny's father had installed in the basement two years earlier. "I'll make sure you have plenty of time get calmed down."

Barb stood up as if nothing was happening. She buttoned her top to cover her bra and cleavage she had just uncovered for Kenny. Barb ran her fingers through her hair and picked at the bangs before she headed for the stairs. As she started up the steps the back door opened.

Kenny could hear his parents and aunt talking. He was amazed how natural and calm she sounded while he stood in the tiny basement bathroom trembling like a leaf. Sweat mixed with a few tears streaked his face. Kenny decided the best thing to do was to get back to work like nothing happened – just like his aunt. This was easier said than done. Kenny splashed water on his face and dried his eyes. He went back into one of the rooms and grabbed a broom.

"How's the room coming," Roy said. Kenny nearly jumped out of his skin even though he'd heard the creak of the door and steps.

"Good, dad. I just have another box or two to cut up and a little more sweeping.

"Good job, boy," Roy said. He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans and looked around with a smile of approval on his face. "So, what'd ya say we get some pizza later for dinner? Just a guys night out," Roy said.

"What about Aunt Barb and mom?" Kenny asked. By now he'd stopped shaking and the earlier close call had sufficiently faded into the background that he wasn't scared now.

"Oh, they're going on a gals night out, they want to spend some time catching up. It'll be just us two bachelors here," Roy said. He clapped his son on the back for emphasis.

Later that evening Roy and Kenny settled in the hot tub. After a filling dinner of pizza the warm water felt great against their bodies in the cool summer night. Roy was on his sixth beer for the night and was definitely feeling the effects. It seemed to be all he could do to keep awake.

Kenny hadn't drunk a drop of alcohol that evening but he too felt intoxicated. During the evening his thoughts kept wandering back to his aunt. The earlier events of that afternoon played over and over in his head. Each time he found some new and lurid detail to focus on and each time his cock grew harder and harder.

"Your mom and aunt must be having a hell of time," Roy said looking at his watch. "They've been gone for nearly five hours."

"I wonder what they are doing?" Kenny asked.

"Knowing your aunt. They're probably up to no good," Roy said. He laughed loudly at his own joke nearly choking on his beer he'd just sipped.

"I think mom will keep Aunt Barb under control," Kenny said.

"If your mom gets enough liquor in her it might be the other way around," Roy said.

Just as Roy finished his sentence the driveway lit up with the headlights of Barb's car. Kenny and Roy waited what felt like an eternity before the car doors opened and loud peals of laughter poured from the car.

"Did you see the look on his face?" Carol yelled in a slurred voice, "I thought he was gonna piss himself."

"No, no. The look on his friends face was priceless," Barb cried back to her sister.

The loud slamming of car doors made Roy wince in the hot tub. It was almost midnight and noises at this hour didn't go over too well with the neighbors, who were just as likely to call the cops as they were to ask you to hold it down.

"Oh, fuck," Kenny heard Barb yell followed by the tumbling and clanging of metal garbage can lids.

"Shhhh," Carol said loudly. "It's after dark and the neighbors are trying to sleep."

"Will you two drunks get over here. You're going to wake the whole damn neighborhood up with your racket," Roy yelled in a hushed voice.

Carol and Barb rounded the corner and stumbled into the backyard. Barb and Carol clung to each other for support, both giggling. Roy looked at Kenny with a slightly annoyed look on his face. "I knew this would fucking happen," he said to Kenny.

Kenny just shrugged his shoulders. It was truly a rare occasion when he saw his mom drink anything stronger than tea. Seeing her drunk filled him with the awareness his mother wasn't the lame tight-ass he'd thought she was.

"I'm going to take your mom and aunt upstairs. Make sure everything is off before you come in," Roy said. He sighed like a person who knew what needed to be done wouldn't be as easy as it should be.

"I bet he wants to take us upstairs," Barb giggled. Carol burst into fits of laughter.

"C'mon girls. You've had enough fun to last you for quite awhile. Make sure everything is off, okay, boy." Roy said before hurrying the two women into the house.

"Okay, dad." Kenny stretched out in the hot tub. Any thoughts of alone time with his aunt seemed dashed. The moon rose higher as the remaining light in the house clicked off.

Kenny closed his eyes and settled deeper into the hot tub. The warm water surrounding his body provided a welcome barrier against the cool evening air.

"You really didn't think I'd forget about my favorite nephew?" Barb said. Barb clutched the front of her pink housecoat close to her chest.

"I didn't know what to think. You were so drunk earlier I thought you'd be passed out by now."

"I was putting on a bit of an act. Now your mom, she's really drunk," Barb paused for a moment. "You look awfully lonely in there. Do you want your auntie to join you?"

The moonlight lit up Kenny's grin in the deepening shadows of night. "The water's wonderful," Kenny said. He splashed some water as an invitation.

Barb stepped onto the deck by the tub. Kenny's smile broadened as he took in the whole of his aunt's shapely form. Barb let the housecoat drop off her narrow shoulders to her elbows. "You ready?" Barb asked. She dipped a foot into the tub and kicked some water towards her nephew.

Kenny nodded; he locked eyes with his aunt in a gaze that could have melted ice. Barb flipped a strand of hair away from her eyes with a flick of her head. Her tongue moistened her dry quivering lips. She dropped her hands to her side; the housecoat fell to her feet in a pool of pink fabric. Barb stood there clad in a dark red string bikini. The cut of Barb's bikini bottom completely revealed her rose tattoo. The top didn't offer much more coverage than her bottoms did.

"Wow, you look ... you look incredible," Kenny said.

Barb didn't say a word as she slid into the warm water. She made her way towards her awaiting nephew. Before Kenny could say anything Barb took Kenny's head into the palms of her hands. Barb's mouth closed around Kenny's closed lips. Kenny trembled as he felt his aunt's warm breath and wet tongue probing his mouth. Barb sucked Kenny's lower lip into her warm mouth before breaking off her deep kiss.

"I thought that would be a good ice breaker," Barb said. She reached under the water and began to rub Kenny's leg. Kenny snuggled closer to his aunt taking pleasure her soft curves pressing into his body and the warmth emanating from her. Kenny put his trembling arms around her to pull her closer.