Incest stories: Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1

Incest stories: Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1 – Chap 2

by hornykip50

“It’s okay,” I told her. “I know women got to shop.”

“Especially when I am having a hard time finding something for you.”

“You already know what I want.”

“I think I do… It has something to do with that picture I sent you, right? By the way, that is for your eyes only… Do you hear me?”

“Loud and clear Ma’am,” I laughed.

“You better heed my warning. If you don’t, you will not live to see it again. Now, is there something else specific I can buy for you? And don’t you spend too much for mine, if you are getting me one at all.”

“Too late,” I said. “I have already bought yours.”

“It better not have cost too much.”

“You will know when you get it.”

“Mom just went to the restroom. I have a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“What did you think of that picture… Really?”

“I thought it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

“I may have uploaded a picture from the Internet. It may not be me,” She said with a giggle.

“I know it is you, love. That lips tattoo just above your tan line is a dead giveaway.”

“You’ve been looking at my crotch area you perv?”

“Well… Er… Um.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” A short paused, then Jess continued. “Did you wank it last night?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

“Hee hee hee. Did you?”

“Yes. And I won’t lie about it! What did you get me for Christmas?”

“I had my pecker cast in bronze. That way, you can have me anytime you want.”

“Bullshit. Dammit, here comes Mom. I will talk to you later. I love you.”

“I love you. Bye.”

The next two days till Christmas Day were the longest. I was like a little child, getting excited about what gifts I was getting. I was also anxious to see how Jess reacted to the gift I got her. We planned on going to Pap and Grammi’s on Christmas Eve and spending two full days there. We were to spend this evening with Grandma Tuttle. I looked forward her Christmas almost as much as with the Bailey side of the family. I had been getting cash from Grandma Tuttle. Pat and Kat were still young enough they only wanted toys. Grandma did not disappoint any of us. She enjoyed lavishing us with piles of toys and or cash. When we returned home, and just like she was watching the house, Jess called. I was excited to tell her about the money I got from Grandma. “We need to talk… Seriously,” Jess started.

“What’s going on, Love?”

“I was going to wait till tomorrow to tell you this, but I think we need talk about this now.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing… Yet,” Jess replied.

“Well, please, don’t keep me in suspenders.”

“Funny, Chet. Anyway, this morning I started having premenstrual cramps.”

“O…K… Forgive my stupidity, but where is this going?”

“I was planning to ask if you want to have sex. I wanted it to be spontaneous. But with these cramps, I think my period is just around the corner. I am ready to have sex with you. God, I hope you are ready for me. I would feel awful if you weren’t.”

“Of course I am ready. I have wanted you for so long, but I didn’t want to appear be pushy about it.”

“Yeah, I have never felt pushed. That is one thing I love about you. Nevertheless, I am ready and I don’t think I can wait any longer. And now I know what your manhood looks like, I want it more.”
“I just hope your period doesn’t start for another couple days. I would hate to let you down.”

“You couldn’t let me down if you tried. If it does start, maybe you can look past that and we can still do it.”

“I don’t know if I could. I would certainly give it a try. Just to please you.”

“Good. Anyway, I just started getting cramps this morning and they usually last a couple days before the bleeding starts.”

“I can’t wait to see you naked, finally.” We talked for another hour before we traded our “Goodnights” and went to bed. I didn’t sleep well that night. My mind was fixed on what was going to happen in the next day or two.

First thing in the morning on Christmas Eve, we packed up the car to make the two hour trip from Sandusky to Akron for the Bailey Family Gathering. Though I was high with anticipation for the plans that Jess and I had made, I slept most of the way there. I guess I was making up for some of the sleep I had missed the night before. Mom and Dad laughed as we pulled into the drive. Pat and Kat usually zonked out during the trip, but I usually read a book, did homework or just watched the scenery.

Pap, Grammi and Jess ran out to meet us as we were getting out of the car. They were always happy to see us. Of course, Jess gave me special hellos. This day was no different other than our secret plans. Jess hugged Mom and Dad and the little children. Pap and Grammi hugged me first, knowing that Jess would “molest” me and tie up all my time. When it was my turn to greet Jess, she gave me that sly sparkling smile that drove me nuts. The smile quickly faded as she was hit with a particularly bad cramp. Once the cramp had passed, she locked me in her arms and gave me a passionate kiss. Pat and Kat giggled in shy embarrassment.

When we pulled away from each other, I looked at Jess, who must have been having another cramp, and asked her, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, once the Midol kicks in.” She rubbed her stomach as we walked to the house arm in arm. She did, in fact act like she felt better as the day wore on.

After a huge dinner, we cleaned up the dishes and settled in the living room and talked about everything and nothing while we let our meal process. About three o’clock, we decided it was time to exchange gifts. I was anxious to see Jess open the gift I bought for her. I was hoping she would like it. I bought her an iPad. We had looked at them one time when we went shopping and she said she would like one. I hoped that she hadn’t gotten one from anybody else, since. When she opened the gift, she looked at it and screamed. “Oh, my god! This is just what I wanted!” She looked at me, “How could you afford this? They don’t just give them away, you know.”

“I worked for the money,” I said. “I do odd jobs for Grandma Tuttle.”

“And she pays well,” Dad and I added at the same time.

“How well? These iPads go for over seven hundred dollars apiece.” Jess stopped thought for a second. “Dammit Chet, I don’t think I am worth such a pricey gift.”

“I do, Honey.” I answered as I looked around the room for support. Everybody nodded in agreement.

“But what I got you isn’t worth near that much,” Jess stated with a waver in her voice as she tried to hold back tears.

“If you bought it for me, It is worth MORE than that iPad.” I grabbed the package she got for me and opened it. It was a plastic model kit of a 1961 Chevy Impala. “Where did you find this? I have been looking for one for years.”

“I went into that old hobby shop on Old Main,” she managed to get out. “You see, the box has a little shelf rash and is faded a little. It sat there for a long time.”

“Just waiting for you to come along and rescue it.” I sat the box carefully to the side and took Jess into my arms. “It is the perfect gift. I love you.”

“I wanted more for you,” she sobbed.

“I told you, this is perfect. Now I have the car of my dreams. And the girl of my dreams.”

“And you still owe him a Christmas kiss,” Pap joked. Jess didn’t waste a second and planted the second passionate kiss of the day on me. I wiped the tears from her eyes and we continued opening gifts. The room was filled with laughter and joy, as all other Christmas’s in my memory were.

When bedtime came, Grammi suggested it would be alright if I were to sleep with Jess. But only if that was all we did. “It would be a lot more comfortable than that cot you always get stuck on,” she said. I was excited as hell to finally be able to share a bed with my love. I was not going to betray the trust my family gave me.

I showered and went to Jess’ room and waited for her to do her bathroom duties. I was nervous, to say the least. I fidgeted and paced the room while Jess finished. When she finally came into the room, she was wearing only her fluffy terry robe. I had never thought of a terry robe as sexy, until that moment. “I need to get into my nightie,” she said shyly. “Would you object to seeing me naked? If only for a few seconds?”

“I would not object at all,” I stammered. Jess slowly undid the sash on her robe and let it fall open. There she was in all her beautiful glory. “I knew it,” I said after I caught my breath. “Oh my god, Jess. I never could imagine…” Her breasts were larger than they appeared to be under her blouses and inside her bras and bikini tops. How was that possible? Her nipples were dark brown and erect. I allowed my eyes to follow the shape of her torso down to her virgin pussy. Just as with the picture the pubes were neatly trimmed to a perfect “V” and glistened in the light just like the hair on her head. The one small difference was that her bush was tightly curled. “Uh, I think you should get into your nightie, or better yet, a full nightgown, before I forget the promise I made to Grammi.”

“Yes, I suppose I should.” she hesitantly agreed. “One thing, though. I haven’t got anything frumpy. You will just have to control yourself. And, if you can’t, we will deal with the consequences.” I was doing good to keep my erection to half staff. I am sure Jess could see it as all I was wearing was a light pair of pajama bottoms. She dropped the robe to the floor and took her time putting on the thin silk nightie. It did very little to hide the magnificent body within. “Be careful with that,” she said pointing at my growing boner.

“Dammit,” I grunted. “I was trying to keep that down.”

“Well, it didn’t work. Get in bed and try not to stab me with that thing.” She was obviously turned on the same as I. Her face was flushed and she couldn’t get her eyes off my wood. I slid under the covers and patted the bed beside me. She crawled in and cuddled next to me. She threw her arm over me, kissed me softly and closed her eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you. Merry Christmas.”

“Mury Chirma,” she mumbled sleepily seconds before she started to breath heavy with sleep. I was asleep not more than a couple minutes after. It just felt so right sleeping in the same bed with my gorgeous aunt.

I woke late the next morning. I went to the bathroom and completed my morning ritual. I could hear the rest of the family planning a trip to the shopping center to look for some post season bargains. Mom called out to me, “We are going shopping, Chet. Would you like for us to wait so you can come with?”

“No, thanks Mom,” I replied. “ I am just going wait here.”

“Okay. Jess is going to stay home, too. She is not feeling well. See you later.”

“See you all later.” When I finished I the bathroom, I went into the kitchen so find something for breakfast. Jess was sitting at the kitchen table, looking like the morning after a solid drunk. “Good morning Jess. Not feeling well again?” I tried to kiss her, but she pulled away slightly.

“I am sorry, Chet, my love,” she apologized. “I just feel like hammered dogshit, and I am waiting for the meds to kick in.”

“Are your periods always this bad?”

“No. I have had cramps, but nothing like this.”

“Maybe you should see the doctor tomorrow.”

“If I am not feeling better, I will. I promise.”

“In the meantime, can I get you anything?”

“Just a cup off coffee and one of mom’s double chocolate muffins.” I poured her a cup and set a muffin on a small plate for her. I then got a tall glass of milk and a muffin for myself. I sat next to her and we ate in silence for a few minutes. This was unusual as we rarely went without talking about something, whether it made sense or not.

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Incest stories: Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1 – Chap 2

by hornykip50

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