The Devil In Aunt Dee - Seduction

She turned to face him. Her hard nipples pressed through the thin fabric of her bikini top. Her expression was serious and thoughtful. She raised her head. He carefully dried off her neck and shoulders. She reached behind herself and untied the string that held the bikini in place. It took her just a moment to shrug out of it. Her breasts were beautiful, full, and round, topped by her hard, dark nipples. She made eye contact and nodded. Using both hands, he carefully dried the water from her torso, feeling the soft fullness of her breasts as he did so. Her nipples puckered even further as his towel shrouded hands moved over them. He felt like he was floating as he stood in front of her, cupping and lifting both breasts.

He moved the towel down her abdomen, soaking up the water there, feeling the muscles rippling with her breath. She stripped off the bikini bottom, then met his eyes again. He carefully dried off her pelvic area, feeling the softness of her pussy as he moved the towel over it. Her pubic hair was barely there, cut to maybe an eighth of an inch, just a light dusting of honey blond hair. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths as he gently spun her around and dried the full globes of her ass.

She leaned over and picked up the wrap. It took her a moment to wrap it around herself, tying the ends together in a knot above her breasts. The material flowed over her body like a liquid sheet, clinging and translucent. She picked up another of the Turkish towels and gestured for him to turn around. She dried his back and shoulders carefully, then his raised arms and legs. He stood there, still as a statue, completely lost to the feel of her hands inside the towel, sliding over his body.

"Turn around," she told him.

He turned around and she repeated the flow, over his neck, his arms, his chest, his abdomen. His eyes closed, concentrated on his breath, deep breaths, in and out.

"Take off the swimsuit," she said.

He stripped it down over his legs and stepped out it.

"Spread your legs nephew," she said, then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my god, it feels so dirty saying that."

She knelt and dried his erect cock and his tight balls. He twitched, but by a supreme act of will did not cum. She had him turn around and she carefully dried the globe of his ass. Then, she wrapped the towel around his waist and tied it in a knot at the hip.

She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him tightly, her body molding to his. His cock, hard, pressed against her soft belly and he could feel her breathing through it, the small rise and fall of her stomach.

"Did you find my gift?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered.

"And what did you do with them?"

"I smelled them," he replied.

"Is that all?"

"No," he said, "I used them to masturbate."

She drew a deep breath.

"Oh my god, that is so fucking hot. I hoped you would. I imagined it. I dreamed about it."

She reached under the towel and took his hard cock into her small cool hand.

"This is wrong," she said, "So wrong. You're my nephew, I'm your Aunt. We shouldn't be doing this; we shouldn't think of each other this way. But, God, I can't help it."

All the while her hand was softly, slowly, pulling at his cock, stroking it, squeezing it.

Her voice was a small whimper.

"Is it wrong that I want to fuck you? That I want to feel this cock sliding into me, stretching me open, reaching deep inside of me?"

"Yes," he replied, "It's wrong, it's very wrong, but I want the same thing. I want to fuck you, and I want to fuck your senseless, in all ways, in all positions, I want you to scream and cry out and moan and cum, over and over again."

Her stroke stopped and she squeezed his cock tightly with a pulsing grip. He could feel her heaving breath against him.

He reached up and took her by the chin, tipping her head back until those soft green eyes, full of her want and need, were locked on his.

"This is so fucking wrong Aunt Dee, but I don't care. I've got to have you. Please? Please let me fuck you."

Then he bent down slightly and kissed her on the lips, slow, soft, deep, and full. Her mouth opened and his tongue slipped inside and found hers. They kissed passionately, tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths, lips caressing and nipping, wet and hungry.

"Please," she gasped, "Please fuck me nephew."

She stroked his cock again.

"God, your cock is so hard, it's like it's carved from stone. Please fuck me. Please put it in me. Please make me cum for you. Make your Aunt cum for you, make your Aunt cum on your cock, make your Aunt moan and beg to be fucked by you."

He stripped the wrap from her and then a moment later dropped his towel. They were both standing naked in the sunlight, bodies pressed tightly together, the slow rhythm of her stroking hand pulling at his cock, their bodies softly gleaming in the sun.

He slide a hand between their bodies, down her abdomen to her pussy. He lightly caressed her clit, small and hard. She shuddered and moaned. He made small circles with his fingertip, sliding over it, rotating around it. She moaned again, ragged and deep.

"Oh god," she said, "Oh god, oh god."

He moved his hand down a bit further, extending his middle finger to slide between the lips of her pussy. She whimpered. He felt her wetness then, her juices sliding across his finger. He smeared them around. He curled his middle finger and it slipped easily into her.

"Oh my god," she said, "This is so wrong, my nephew is fingering my cunt. My own nephew is finger-fucking me. What are we doing? Don't stop. Please god, don't stop. Finger-fuck your Aunt. Finger me, just like that, oh please, just like that."

Her breath was a ragged in and out while he fingered her, first one finger, then another, penetrating her, twisting, and turning, plunging in and out. Her whimpering moan was constant, rich in passion and wanton in need.

"Please," she begged, "Please fuck me. I need your cock. I need it inside of me nephew. Push it in. Please, oh god, please fuck me."

He backed her across the deck to the lounger and eased her down on it, his fingers never stopping. When her back landed firmly on the lounger, her legs came up, spreading around him, opening widely. "Please fuck me, she said, oh god, please fuck me. I need your cock in me. I need it, I need it, I need it."

He adjusted his position, bending his knees until the head of his cock was at the entrance to her pussy. Only then did he pull his fingers out. They were dripping. He smeared them on the head of his cock.

She guided him into position. He advanced his hips slightly, pressing the swollen head of his cock against the soft opening of her pussy. She squeezed down hard and popped it back out.

"No, no, no," she said, "You're big, you're big, you have to force it in."

He drew in a deep breath.

"Aunt Dee," he said, "I'm sorry, but I can barely control myself. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you hard and rough. This is so wrong, but I can't stop, I need to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock, I need it so badly."

"Yes, yes," she whimpered, "Make me, make me take it hard, fuck me hard, I want it, I need it too, I need it so badly."

He grabbed her firmly by the ass, holding her in place, lifting her slightly, and he plunged into her. She was tight. The natural resistance of her pussy was inexorably battered aside as his cock speared into her, aided by her natural juices, but still a shaft of stone forcing her to stretch, forcing her to accommodate it.

She cried out like an animal. He grunted like a beast and forced it further into her. She thrashed and tried to escape. He held onto her, his fingers digging deep into her ass cheeks. He tightened his grip and thrust again, penetrating her deeper. Her cry was continuous. With a final thrust he felt his cock reach it's full length inside of her tight pussy. He looked down. The lips of her cunt had a tight grip around the base of his cock. He rotated his hips around, stirring it inside of her, as she settled into a deeper moan.

"Oh god," she said, "Oh god, you're deep, you're too deep, it hurts nephew, it hurts!"

He held it in place, slowly rotating his hips, stretching her pussy further open. She moaned and twisted about under him.

"You're tight Aunt Dee," he said, "Fuck but you're tight. Your little pussy has my cock gripped so tightly I can barely move it."

He leaned down and whispered into her ear. "I know it hurts Aunt Dee, but I am going to fuck you like an animal. You can do it. You can take it."

He pulled his cock back, all the way back, until just the head remained inside her. Then, he put his weight behind it and rammed it back in. Her scream was incoherent, and she tried to twist away from him, but his grip on her was like iron, holding her in place. He did it again, pulled all the way back until just the head was between her pussy lips, and then plunged it back in. He fucked her in long, slow, deep strokes, each one nearly all the way out before it ripped back into her. She grunted and screamed on each thrust.

He gradually increased his speed, his hips hollowing on each deep thrust. Slowly, he began to build speed, thrusting faster and faster, until he was fucking her like an animal, plunging in and out of her, her tight pussy finally opening under the onslaught of his long and thick cock. She was incoherent, crying, babbling, her screaming moans begging him to stop, begging him to not stop, calling him nephew again and again, asking him for mercy, telling him to fuck her harder. He responded with his own grunting, groaning, and moaning, telling her he was going fuck her, even if she was his Aunt, he was going to fuck her as hard as he wanted, as long as he wanted, until he was done with her, until he'd filled her with his cum over and over.

Her first orgasm shot through her body like a bolt of electricity. Suddenly she went rigid under him, her body taut, her back bending, thrusting her breasts upward, her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him into her, she cried out, and then started shaking. He came inside of her, inside the tight grip of her pulsating pussy, pouring cum into her, feeling it cascade from his body into hers. Her eyes popped open and for a moment she was staring directly into his eyes, then they slowly rolled up and back, and she lost consciousness.

He slowly pulled his cum covered cock out of her, it's length glistening and smeared in white. He stood over her, breathing deeply, looking down at her, as she slowly regained consciousness, looking around confusedly before rolling to her side and drawing her legs up into a fetal position. She was crying, trying to recover. He stood there, watching her body tremble.

How long passed neither of them could say. She lay there trembling. He stood there over her, his cum covered cock still hard, standing erect, an occasional pulse sending a small bit of cum out of the tip to cascade down the shaft. When her trembling stopped, he suddenly reached down, grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over, onto her knees, her ass in the air. She moaned, nodding her head with a jerky motion. Her pussy was still slightly gaped, rivulets of cum dripping out, falling on the lounger.

He fitted his head, grabbed her firmly by the hips, and plunged back into her. She screamed. He began to pump in and out, hard, deep thrusts that shook her body. She grunted and groaned on each thrust, babbling again.

He reached down, scoped up some of their cum, and smeared it over her tight little anus. She felt the pressure and snapped her head around, looking wide-eyed at him. Thrusting his cock in and out her cunt, slowly and methodically, he waited until she gave him a sudden nod her head. He pressed his index finger into her ass, all the way to the knuckle.

She screamed and went rigid for a long moment, her entire body tight and frozen. He held the finger there, deep inside of her, until he felt her anus start to relax. She looked over her shoulder, made eye contact, and nodded again. He started to finger-fuck her ass, sliding his finger in and out, twisting it around, all the while rocking his thick cock in and out of her pussy. She dropped her head to the lounger and moaned deeply into the pad.

"Oh my god," she suddenly said, "My nephew has a finger in my ass and his cock in my cunt. Oh god, oh god, oh god."

He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Aunt Dee, your nephew is going to fuck you in the ass."

Her head snapped up and she looked over her shoulder again.

"Your cock, your cock, your cock," she babbled, "It's too big, it won't fit, it will tear me apart."

"No Aunt Dee," he replied, "It will fit. It will hurt some, but it will fit."

He slipped a second finger into her ass, slowly opening it. She moaned again, burying her face back in the lounger and squeezing tightly to the frame. Two fingers slid in and out of her ass while his cock continued it's slow, methodical plunging into her cunt from behind.

Her head snapped back up and she turned to look at him as he slid his third finger into her ass.

He leaned forward again to whisper in her ear. "Almost there Aunt Dee, almost there."

He twisted his fingers, as her mouth opened in a silent oh.

"Your ass is tight Aunt Dee, have you ever been fucked in your ass?"

She shook her head, a certain wildness in her eyes.

"Good," he said, "Your nephew is going to be the first man to fuck you in the ass. Do you think nephews should fuck their Aunts; do you think nephews should be first one to take their Aunts anal virginity?"

She shook her head.

"Do you want it, Aunt Dee? Do you want your nephews hard, thick, long cock in your ass?"

She nodded.

"Yes," she gasped, "Yes, fuck my ass nephew. I want you to do it. I want you to fuck my ass with your cock. I want it inside of me, stretching me open, filling me up. Oh god nephew, I can't believe it, but I want you in my ass, please, please nephew, fuck my ass. Split me open, fill me up, make me scream. Sodomize me, please sodomize me."

He moved backward, pulling his long cock from her cunt. He reached down, slipped two fingers from his other hand into her dripping cunt, then pulled out the combination of his and hers cum and smeared it over the head of his cock. He twisted his three fingers inside of her and she moaned deeply. He slipped his three fingers from her stretched anus, placed the head of his cock against the gaping opening, and then leaned forward to push just the head into her ass. Her head snapped up again, her eyes wide as she looked over her shoulder at him. He froze for a moment, eyes locked on her eyes, until she nodded once.

He pressed into her ass. Her pussy had been tight, but her ass was even tighter. His pressure was slow, steady, and inexorable. She felt it stretching her anus open. It hurt like fire, and she moaned. He kept up the pressure, opening her slowly, easing the head of his cock into her. She whimpered as he stretched her sphincter wider and wider. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more she felt something shift in her and she felt her ass open. The long thickness of his cock slithered into her.

"Oh my god," she said, "Oh my god, I've got a cock in my ass! I've got my nephews cock in my ass. This is wrong, this is so wrong."

"Do you want to stop Aunt Dee, do you want me to pull it out," he asked, still whispering in her ear.

"No," she moaned, pain and pleasure tangled in her voice, "No, no, no, I want it in me, I want my nephew's cock in my ass, I want it all inside of me."

He pushed forward until his balls nestled against her butt cheeks. Then, he slowly pulled back. Her moaning was constant, the mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelming her. She limply dropped her head back down onto the lounger and he started to slowly fuck her ass, the long length of his cock slipping in and out. He gradually increased the tempo, thrusting harder and faster.

She came then, her body going rigid, twisting and turning as much as she could, her eyes wide open as her first anal orgasm racked her body. He fucked her through the orgasm, which seemed endless to her, wave after wave crashing over her. She felt helpless, limp, tossed about in an ocean of pain and pleasure. He was relentless, fucking her through orgasm after orgasm.

Sometimes she felt his hands on her breasts, squeezing, twisting, and rolling her nipples. Sometimes she felt his hands on her clit, fanning over it, intensifying her orgasm. She felt his hand in her honey blond hair, alternately holding her head up and pressing it down into the lounger. Through it all she felt his cock, driving in and out of her ass.

Sometimes she couldn't hear what he was saying, lost in his grunts and groans. Sometimes she could hear him, hear him whispering nasty, filthy things into her ear.

"My god Aunt Dee, your ass is so fucking tight. I'm deep inside of it, deep inside of you, fucking you like you've never been fucked before. What a sweet little lover you are, getting fucked in broad daylight, in your backyard, by your own nephew. That's your nephew's cock plunging in and out of your ass Aunt Dee, that's your nephew fucking you, making you scream and moan and whimper, making you cum over and over. Do you think your neighbors can hear you? Do you think anyone is watching from the second-floor windows, watching your little body get used by your nephew? Do you want to cum again? Oh, you do, your little clit is so hard, let me squeeze it and twist it. That's it Aunt Dee, cum for your nephew, cum again."

He pounded her ass until his cock was sliding easily in and out, until she knew she was gaping wide open, her body flushed red from her orgasms, her mind lost somewhere in the dense fog and twisting winds of pleasure. She was hoarse from screaming and moaning and crying when he was finally done.

"Now Aunt Dee," he said, "You're being fucked like no one has ever fucked you. Your ass is mine. It belongs to me. Your ass, this sweet ass, it belongs to your nephew."

"Yes," she said, "Yes, it's yours, it's yours, I'm yours. All of me is yours, all yours."

"Good," he said, "Now I need to cum, so let's finish this off, I need to cum so badly."

She felt him pull his cock out of her ass, felt the thick length of it sliding out.

"No, she whimpered, "No put it back, please put it back."

He just laughed softly and rolled her over onto her back. She stared up at him, at his lean frame, drenched and dripping with sweat. He moved up over the lounger, straddling her body, his strong thighs pinning her arms to her sides. He took a handful of hair and tipped her head up. She was so lost in the aftermath of her multiple orgasms, in the incredible sensation of her gaping ass, that for a moment she didn't know what he was up to, didn't know what he wanted.

"They say you've never truly fucked a woman until you've had her three ways -- in her cunt, in her ass, and in her mouth. Open your mouth Aunt Dee. I am going to fuck your mouth and your throat. Can you deep throat a cock Aunt Dee?"

She obediently opened her mouth. Like he had fucked her pussy and her ass, he slowly slid the girth of his cock into her mouth. She felt its thick head and slick length slide across her lips, stretched wide to accommodate it, then across her tongue as she tried to lick it, then into her throat. She felt the thick head pressing down her throat, her green eyes wide open. He started to roll his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of her throat.

She gagged and gasped for air. He pulled it out long enough for her to catch her breath, and then slid it back in. She sucked on it greedily, slurped at it with her tongue, felt its length sliding all the way down her throat, pull back, and then repeat itself. She could feel the drool from her lips running down her throat, smearing over her face. She lay beneath him, pinned down, as he fucked her throat.