Incest stories: Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1

Incest stories: Life With Aunt Jess Pt 1 – Chap 6

by hornykip50

“Just crazy horny, my love.” There was a short pause, then she started to speak again. “I am squeezing my tits. They are full and sensitive. My nipples are getting harder the more I tweak them. Mmmm, that feels good. I wish it was your hands on my tits.”

“So do I,” I breathed heavily.

“Don’t talk,” she ordered. “Just listen. I am moving my left hand down my tummy now. My right hand is still teasing my nipples.”

“How are you doing that and talking on the phone at the same time,” I interrupted.

“Headset. Now shut up. My stomach is smooth and creamy. Still a little tanned from last summer. My finger tip is tracing circles around my belly button. It is sending shivers through my body. The fine hair on my belly is standing on end and goose pimples are popping up everywhere. I can feel my pussy getting warm and moist. I move my hand down to feel the soft fur growing back on my beautiful pussy. It is black and shiny, and almost as soft as the hair on my head. I am spreading my legs now. My pussy lips are swollen and oozing a sweet smelling juice. Don’t you wish you could taste me, right now? Don’t answer that.

“My finger has just parted my tender lips and found the little button of pl…pl…pleasure. Oh damn that feels good. It is so sensitive, just touching it makes me shudder. My finger tip is tracing tiny circles around the base of…. Mmmm…. My clit. It is getting so wet and sl…sl…slick. Oh my god, I am so… o… o hot.” I heard a quiet slurping sound. “Mmm… my pussy is so delicious.”

“I wou…” I started to say.

“SHUT UP!” she ordered. “If you keep interrupting me, you’re going to throw off my rhythm. And if you do that, I can’t cum. If I can’t cum I’ll have to go to bed with a wet pussy. If I do that, you are going to have hell to pay.”

“Sorry,” I apologized. “Please go on.”

“It’s about time,” she said with a heavy sigh. “I am putting my finger back in my pussy. Just inside the lips. They are really dripping wet now. I am teasing around the entrance to my vagina. Oh… damn… that feels good. My nipples are getting sore I am pulling on them so hard. You will need to kiss them and make them feel better, baby… Don’t say anything.

“Two fingers are pressing the entrance of my vagina, now. It feels so tight. I don’t know if I can get them both inside. Going in with just one, for now. Oh, that’s just a little tender. I can’t stop now. I am so… close… to cummmming.” All the time she is masturbating on the phone for me, I was slowly stroking my angry shaft. She was nearing her orgasm and I wanted her to see what she did for me, so I quickly grabbed my iPad and set it up to record a short video of my own orgasm.

“I have my finger buried as deep as I can. My pussy is so tight. It hurts just a little, but I am not stopping. Mmmm. Ow… Oh god… I ammm…. CUMMING!” She screamed so loud, I was afraid she would alert Grammi and Pap. She obviously didn’t care. She was having a very much needed orgasm. I couldn’t hold my orgasm off any longer. As I heard Jess screaming and grunting through her spasms, I shot my hot sticky goo all over my torso. I kept cumming and cumming, one long rope after another. My orgasm finally and slowly subsided to a spent stupor.

“Oh, Fuck, Chet. That was exactly what I needed,” Jess panted.

“Can I speak now?” I asked.

“Yes, you may talk now.”

“I am sending you a small clip of how happy you just made me. Check your in box.”

“You made quite a mess,” Jess said after a few long seconds.

I carried my phone into the bathroom with me, so we could continue talking while I cleaned myself. I decided to take a shower when I got done talking with Jess. As I was cleaning myself I listened to her tell me how she couldn’t wait to get together and have her way with me.

“How are you feeling now, baby?”

“The orgasm was a little painful, but so worth it. I can’t wait to see you again. When are you coming down again?”

“I don’t know,” I answered. “I think in about a month. My birthday is just four weeks away.”

“That’s too long.”

“We can still call each other every day. And we can send pictures back and forth, I don’t even have to see you naked. Sorry, that really sounded stupid.”

“I need to be with you,” She was sounding a little down all the sudden. “I miss you so much.”

“We just saw each other yesterday. Are you okay?”

Jess didn’t answer right away. I could hear her sniffling in the background. “I miss you, Chet.”

“Yes, you told me that, already. I miss you, too. It really sucks, that we were there just yesterday and we are feeling the anxiety of separation so soon. What does that mean?”

“It means we are in love.” She sniffled several more times. “I am sorry I am being so emotional. I miss you. I need to feel you near me.” Jess started sobbing.

“Baby? Are you going to be alright? Dammit! I am going to get down there to see you next weekend, if I have to thumb it all the way. I can’t stand to hear you this way.”

“No, Chet. Don’t hitchhike down here. I will ask Mom to let me borrow the car and come to you.”

“Okay,” I said. “It’s going to be a hella long week. Hang in there, Baby. And remember I love you. I am in love with you, Jessica Lynn.,

“ I am in love with you Charles Edward,” she managed a little chuckle. “I gotta go. Mom says I need to get to bed. Call me tomorrow.”

“Absolutely,” I assured her. “I love you. Good night my sweet.”

“Good night. I love you.” I hung up my phone and headed for the shower.

When I returned to me room, I found Mom sitting on the edge of my bed. I was still naked from my shower, but we have always been comfortable with nudity, so I didn’t panic or move to hide myself. “Mom? What’s up?”

“Just get done talking to Jess, Honey?”

“Yeah,” I answered. “She is kinda down. We are missing each other already and she is a little depressed about it. We would like to figure out a way to get together this weekend.”

“I am sorry, but I see no way we can work it out,” I sat next to her on the bed. I always liked being close to Mom, and this night was no different. She and Jess looked so much alike, with the exception of hair and eyes color. Mom’s are a little lighter, hair and eyes both. Mom, being nearly twenty years older and having had three children was more curvy. I am sorry to say, though, that Mom showed her age slightly more than Jess. Needless to say, Mom was still quite sexy. She didn’t smell as sweet and innocent as Jess, as she wore more adult scents. She still smelled wonderful.

“It is going to be a miserable four weeks, if we can’t see each other, Mom.” I sat in silence for a few seconds. “It’s like we are becoming obsessed with each other. I love her more and more all the time and this distance isn’t going to help that a bit. ‘Absence makes the heart grow fonder’, right?”

“It could work the other way as well,” Mom said putting her hand on my bare thigh. I wasn’t sure whether it was an innocent touch or if it had a deeper meaning.

“Well, I don’t think I could live with it, if it works against us. You know, I have been telling her since I first realized I had fallen for her, she is my life, entire. And as time goes on, it means that much more.”

“Tell me, where have you heard that line before?” asked Mom.

“It’s a spin on the Jewish Proverb, ‘The man who saves one soul, saves the world entire.’ I feel like she has saved me. From what, or how, I cannot tell. But I know I couldn’t live without her.”

Mom started moving her hand closer to my crotch. “So, nothing will come between you two?”

“Nothing I can see. Mom please. I can’t do this, if this is what I think it is you’re doing. I made a promise to myself and an unspoken promise to Jess that I wouldn’t screw up what we have.”

“You’re prick tells me a different story. The snake is angry,” she pointed out as she moved her loving hand to my hard throbbing member. She wrapped her experienced fingers around my shaft and slowly stroked me till I was aching to shoot my wad. As I was getting almost to the point of no return, I started to think about Jess and how she would more than likely feel if she found out about this. That was all I needed. My erection faded almost instantly. “What the?” Mom asked in disappointed surprise.

“I told you, I cannot do this. I love you and respect your concern. But this is…not… WAIT! This was a test, wasn’t it? You wanted to know how far I would let you go. You wanted to test my ability to be faithful to Jess. Am I right?”

“Yes, I guess you are. In part,” Mom admitted. “I have to admit that if you had let me, I would have loved to finish you, then maybe have you give me relief. It’s wrong, a mother wanting to fuck her son. More wrong than you and your aunt wanting to have sex. But, I cannot fight my feelings. It’s just curiosity, but the feelings are sometimes overpowering.”

“But, what about Dad?” I asked. “How does he fit into this curiosity?”

“Bless his big loving heart. The man is working his hardest to keep my feet on the ground. He knows about my fantasy, my GODDAMN INSATIABLE FANTASY,” Tears began to well in Mom’s eyes. I put my arms around her and held her tight to my bare body.

“Let me ask you a hypothetical, if you would, please,” I asked as I pulled away, but only slightly. She nodded against my chest. I felt a tear roll down my chest as I continued, “If I were to talk to Jess and get her okay to have sex with you. Of course it would have to wait till after she and I have been together, to have made love at least once.”

“Do you think she would be on board?”

“No, I don’t really think so. But… If she were, would one time be enough to satisfy your insatiable curiosity or would it only fuel your desire for more?”

“I cannot tell you one way or the other. I don’t know.”

“Mom, I am sorry, but I will have to talk this out with Jess and Dad, before I can help you with your… exploration. I don’t want to hurt you and I don’t want things to be weird between us, but I just can’t do anything with you, right now.”

“I understand.” With that, she stood and left the room. Minutes later I heard her soft moans coming from their bedroom. Dad is a great guy, stepping up and taking his rightful place with Mom. I was happy they had each other, but at the same time, I was sorry that I had to turn Mom away. I wasn’t sure if she really would have done it with me. I just tried to convince myself that she was testing me to see if I was worthy of her sister.

I got into bed, not even bothering to put on my pajamas. Despite the evenings problems, I was asleep in no time. I dreamed heavily all night. First it was about the day I would finally get to make love with the most important woman in my life. Then it was Mom’s turn in dreamland. Her segment was not so good, however. I was pounding away at Mom when Dad and Jess came into the room and both started beating me to within an inch of my life. I forced myself to wake up and was soon back to sleep, dealing up another sweet fantasy with Jess.

The next day was petty uneventful other than, I went to Dabi’s to check on the car. They were well into the tear down that was necessary for a complete paint and body job. I was really impressed with the speed at which Dabi got the car in the shop. When I praised him all he said was, “All the thanks I need is to be paid.”

“Which is why I am here,” I said.

“It’s all taken care of,” Dabi informed me.

Confused I asked, “What do you mean. You just got the car yesterday afternoon, and I haven’t gotten the money from my account yet.”

“A Francis Tuttle came in first thing this morning, and paid everything in full.”

“Why… How… Really?”

Dabi laughed, “I suggest you talk to your grandma and ask her.”

“Thank you. I will let you get back to work and maybe check back in a week or two,” I said.

“Make it two,” he yelled as I walked out the door.

Grandma T’s house was just a few blocks away, so I made a beeline there. I walked into the house and into the living room where she was watching the afternoon talk shows. “I thought you would be showing up today, tomorrow, at the latest.”

“I’m sure you know why I am here, don’t you?” I inquired.

“Yes. You want to know why I paid Dabi for finishing your car.”

“Exactly. You know I have plenty of money in my account to pay for it myself.”

“Aw,” she smiled. “But, how many driving age grandchildren do you think I have? How many of them have helped me as much as you have. And how many times have you ever complained about the work you do for me?”

“Should I answer them one at a time?”

“Those questions were mostly rhetorical, smarty britches. I will answer the questions myself, though. I have three grandchildren. One is old enough to drive. The other two are still barely old enough to ride bicycles. And being as you are the only one old enough, you too, are the only one that helps me, whenever I need it. I have NEVER heard a single complaint from you.”

“I don’t think I have earned all you have given me,” I pointed out.

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