Staying with Aunt Jannie Ch. 06

"He's crazy!" I thought to myself, incapable of doing anything.

"Ah, baby, you feel so good," my husband suddenly said in such a lame and weak tone.

I changed my sight to Nicky completely, disregarding my husband, even though he was doing his best to fuck me.

Nicky then reached into his pajama pants, and got his massive cock out. He was really nuts by doing this. Not the innocent, boring, and shy kid anymore, was he? I felt pride and fear at the same time! But the sight of his dick was enough for me to let him do whatever he wanted. I wanted to keep staring at it. He started stroking his dick now, and making faces of pleasure at me and biting his lips and getting his tongue out for me. He was masturbating at the scene of my husband fucking me senseless. I started to get aroused again, and seeing his dick in front of me, so close at hand, I could imagine it inside my pussy again, and this made me feel the pleasure I was now so familiar with, regardless of who was actually penetrating me.

"Oh yes, that dick. The best... Please... more...harder!" I said between gasps of breath. Nicky was going to make me cum without even touching me. That's how much I was obsessed with him now.

"Oh yeah! You like it, don't you? Huh? Who's bitch are you? Huh? Tell me!" Said my poor bastard of a husband.

"Yours, I'm your bitch! Yours only!" I said, staring at Nicky. Nicky smiled like a freaking devil, and jerked off so hard that his face was twisting now expressing ecstasy. I was praying that he didn't cum right there! But before he even could, my husband was already cumming in my belly, moaning like the real bitch in the room, and leaving every strength in his body with the liquid, for he fell to my side, exhausted. He was laughing, I guess proud of his performance? Then I looked at the door, but Nicky was gone.

"Why is that door half opened like that? Jesus, we have to be more careful. With the sounds we were making, Nicholas could have heard us." my husband said. I said nothing. We stayed in bed for a while, and finally my husband fell asleep and started snoring. I waited like 20 minutes, and then slowly and carefully went out of bed and escaped the room. I tiptoed as fast as I could and reached Nicky's room.

He was in bed, under the sheets and appeared to be sleeping, like nothing ever happened, with his back facing the door. I entered it and slowly approached him. The only light in the room came from a window, and i was very limited, letting us barely discern our faces. I got close to him and seated by his side.

"Why did you do that?" I didn't want you to see that! I never wanted you to see him fuck me like that. Why would you even... I didn't enjoy it OK? I didn't like it at all. I just want you to know that. Please!" I said, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I know" he said, sitting up, and immediately putting his hand on my cheek , full of love and consolation, and cleaning my tears. "Of course you didn't enjoy it. You are with me now, and no matter how many times he attempts to do that, you will always think about me. I wanted to make sure of that, and that's why I went there to see you two. I wanted you to think about me even in your moments of intimacy with him. You might not belong to me like you belong to him, but you are with me now. Don't cry. I love you... I do. I don't see you as my aunt anymore, but Jannie, my love."

"I...I love you too! I know that now. I suspected I would feel it at some point, but now I'm sure. It's not just sex, it's ... something more. You complete me! Oh Nicky, why did you come here? Why did you have to appear in my life? You are my nephew! You are barely 19 and I'm close to my 30's. This cannot be! Yet, I do love you! Oh!" I said, crying still. I put my hands in my face to cover my tears, and sobbed some more. Nicky put his arms around me and kissed my head with tenderness, and said it was going to be okay.

"He can have your body, but your heart is mine. We might not live together, or even have a normal relationship, but if we want to keep seeing each other we can. It's no the end, Jannie!"

Nicky's words had deeply moved me that night. I felt so good with him, and he with me. I seemed like the younger and weaker one, and I was fine with it. I slept by his side for a little while, and at some our of the early morning he woke me up gently and told me it was best to wake up by his side. I kissed him passionately and kept my lips glued with his for a some time. I then got out of his bed and tiptoed back to sleep with my husband.