My Week at Ally's

My first day at my sister's house has not gone as expected. This trip home may be a lot more fun than I thought.

"You're in Jake's room as usual. I told him to clean it, but he's 18 now so.... good luck." Ally rolls her eyes but smiles. "You may want to open a window when you're up there. You know... teenagers." She says with a shrug of her shoulders.

Grabbing my few small bags from the hallway, I head for the stairs. "Where is Jake anyway?"

Ally calls back from the living room. "Basketball, I think."

This is always my favorite time. Ally and I never get along better than when I first arrive. By the time this week is over, she will be happy to see me go. But for now, it is all sunshine and roses.

I can't believe that Jake isn't here though. It has been almost 2 years since I've visited, you think the little punk could skip basketball to see his favorite aunt!

The door opens quietly. His bed is made; that's a good start. I set my bags down against the wall, pushing the door open a little more, and my heart stops! Sitting at his desk, pants around his ankles, sits my 18-year-old nephew.

On his screen a very enthusiastic woman is riding a man with very hairy legs, his face obscured by said woman's unnaturally large boobs. Jake stares at the screen, his right hand working vigorously on his...

"Wow!" The word is barely audible. Jake's cock, fully erect and close to bursting by the looks of it, is at least 9" long! He works his shaft with a practiced hand, my mouth watering instinctively as a drop of his precum drips from his engorged head to the floor. He grunts, the sound breaking me from my trance. Taking one last peek, I quietly close the door.

Being the cool aunt that I am, I give Jake a few minutes before I knock this time.

"Hey Auntie Ash!" He says as the door opens. Bending down to give me a quick hug, his skin warm against my cheek. "Did you just get here?" He asks cheerfully.

"Yeah, your mom said you were playing basketball. Good thing I knocked." I can't hide my smile; the color is high on his lightly freckled cheeks, having clearly just gotten off. Guess I should have given you another minute, sorry kiddo.

He had really grown into his looks. At 6'3", he towers over me now. The tight t shirt he has on hugs his thin frame and accentuate the muscles underneath. His light brown hair he got from our side of the family, but where mine is shoulder length and wavy, his is straight and casually combed back. His hazel eyes sparkle like amber against his lightly tanned face with lightly freckled cheekbones that sit high on his face, elongating it and sharpening his features.

"Yeah. I'm heading out now, just had to finish cleaning up for ya." He turns and heads down the hall. "Tell Mom I'll be back late, k?"

Rolling my eyes, I close the door to his room and am instantly enveloped in the scent of him. An enticing aroma of cologne, sweat and his own natural musk that sends a pleasurable sensation through me. I seem to float to the chair, pulling my knee length skirt up to my waist, feeling his residual warmth on my bare thighs.

My mind wanders, Jake sitting where I am now, working that amazing shaft. My hand slides down, pressing my finger against my panty clad clit, setting my nerve endings on fire. A sudden knock at the door jostles me from my musing. "Ashlyn? Dinners ready." Ally calls through the door.

"Yeah." I sigh. "I'm on my way." Standing up, sliding my panties off and throwing them towards my bags. I can get through dinner with a wet pussy, but not with wet panties. I take another deep breath as I shut the door behind me. Dismissing my sister's advice, I leave the windows closed.

Dinner goes off without a hitch. George and Ally really seem to have relaxed a lot in the past couple of years. Ally even helping us finish a 2nd bottle of wine, an idea unheard of when Jake was younger. Tipsy and jet lagged, I stumble up to Jake's room, his scent still lingering. Undressing quickly, I climb naked into the double bed, drifting off to sleep, enveloped in the intoxicating aroma; Jake had made his bed, but he hadn't changed the sheets.

My eyes pop open, sitting upright holding the sheet against my chest, a flash of panic as I slowly take in my unfamiliar surroundings. My eyes adjusting to the darkness; "I'm in Jake's room." I whisper to myself, my breathing slowing. I reach for my phone on the nightstand. Squinting at the light of my lock screen, I barely make out the time, 2:48.

After a short argument with myself, I'm up and searching in the darkness for my discarded clothes. I find a shirt and slide it over my head. It is long, hanging to my mid-thigh. Satisfied I am covered enough, I creep out into the hallway and down the stairs.

The refrigerator door opens hard with a ripping, sticky sound that seems to echo in the quiet of the night. I grab a water bottle quickly and head back to the stairs. My hand stops on the newel post as my eyes wander to the archway that leads to the living room.

Drawn in by the sound of Jake's light snores and steady breathing, I find myself in the living room, my hand gently pushing his hair out of his face. My eyes trace the sharp angles of his face, dropping to watch the rise and fall of his tight chest. Continuing down the slope to his toned abs, following the light brown trail of hair leading down to the sheet that is draped across his hips.

A soft groan escapes me. Feeling slightly cheated by the thin fabric that prevents me from sneaking another peek at my nephew's manhood, I have another internal argument with myself. Losing to my better sense, I leave the sheet in place and let my eyes savor his body one last time.

Turning to leave, I feel something soft against my foot. I bend down picking up the silky... fabric of....my panties?! The ones I had taken off before dinner! The little thief must have snuck up to his room when I was asleep and taken them. My naughtier side wins this battle, and I let my fingers graze his hip as I tuck my panties inside the sheet, hidden away from his parents.

Taking a moment to take in his scent, fresh from the young, nubile source before I tiptoe back upstairs to his room. I strip off my shirt, my whole body tingling with excitement as I slide between Jake's sheets again. The aroma pales in comparison to the half-naked flesh that lies just a floor beneath me, but it will do.

My hand is at my mound; my mind lost in the fantasy of Jake stroking my panties against his long hard cock. My finger rubs circles against my already hardening clit as I think of his hazel eyes half lidded with pleasure as he smells the scent of my arousal left on the silk of the stolen panties. Moaning as I slide my first 2 fingers inside my sopping wet entrance, thrusting them deep against my sensitive flesh. Working them deep inside, grinding against myself as I remember the sight of the precum dripping of the tip of Jake's bulbous head. My nipples scratch at the soft sheets, the friction fueling my arousal. Clenching hard around my fingers, my pussy floods as my orgasm crashes over me.

As the trembling subsides, I slide my fingers out, relishing the feel of my wet, swollen labial lips pressing against my sensitive clit. I fall asleep with my face buried in his pillow again. My scent has now mixed with his, forming a new erotic aroma that smells like nothing but trouble for me.

I had planned to wake up early so I could see Ally before she left for work, but when I open my eyes, I see that the sun is too high in the sky for that. I should have set an alarm. "Tomorrow." I remind myself, tightening my robe as I head to the bathroom.

After showering, I stop at the end of the stairs, hearing nothing from the living room, I head to the kitchen. On the table sits a coffee mug that states I am the world's best aunt, given to me on some forgotten Christmas or birthday, and a note.

Ash,

Hope you got some sleep. George and I will be back around 5 and then we can do dinner at Vito's. I made Jake promise me he would hang out with you today! Take advantage of it, we don't see much of him these days. Maybe you can convince him to come to dinner with us.

How sweet. She even ends it with a heart, just like the old days. Filling up my mug, I reread Ally's note. "Take advantage of it." I read aloud, with a small giggle. My mind instantly remembering the length of his cock, his hand sliding up and down the sha....

"Take advantage of what?" Jake's sleepy baritone snaps me back to reality. He walks past me dressed only in a pair of brown cargo shorts hanging low on his muscular abdomen, the tops of his black boxers on display.

"You of course." Quickly folding the note and sliding inside the pocket of my thin robe. I take a sip of my coffee, enjoying the bitter taste.

Jake gives me a look that only teenagers can pull off, and only a few times before you want to smack them (let's be honest) and grabs a mug for himself.

"Careful, that'll stunt your growth." I deliver the line as seriously as I can muster but barely get it out before the laughter is spilling out of me.

Jake's laugh joins mine. "Wouldn't want that to happen."

Our laughter subsides and we drink our coffee in silence for a moment. "I'm going out on the deck. I was hoping to lay in the sun while I'm here." I look up at him, still surprised by how much he has grown. "You're welcome to join me."

Jake shrugs his shoulders, heading towards the glass door that leads to the backyard. He slides it open, his hand touching the small of my back as he guides me through the door. He takes a seat in the chair near the pool and pulls out his phone.

I lay out my towel, and keeping my back to Jake, I remove my thin robe. Dressed in a small green bikini that accentuates my eyes. The bottoms tie low on my curvaceous hips, the black strings leading down to line the green bikini along my round, taut cheeks. The top hugs my creamy, natural C cups, tying around my neck and back. As I turn my face towards the sun, squinting I can see that this gives Jake a nice profile shot of my body, and he is taking full advantage as I tie my brown wavy hair up in a high ponytail.

Lying down on my stomach, I reach back and with a pull on 2 strings, my bikini top is untied. I look up, as Jake quickly looks back at his phone. "You don't mind, do you?"

Jake looks up, trying to look casual. "What? Oh. Yeah sure, we're family." He goes back to looking at his phone.

I put my head back down and close my eyes. I imagine that his eyes are roaming over my body, his cock getting hard at the sight of my skin glistening in the sun. Crossing my legs at the ankles, I swing them gently back and forth, enjoying the pulsing pressure it creates on my pussy.

"Hey Ash? Can I ask you a question?" Jake's voice cuts through the quiet of the late morning.

Propping myself up on my elbows, giving him a tantalizing look at the tops of my breasts as they are pushed up high underneath me. "Of course. I'm all ears."

He pretends to keep looking at his phone for a moment, though I can see he is taking in the view I have offered him, before he slips it in his pocket. "How much did you see yesterday?" Jake asks, his voice low, but not embarrassed.

Having one of my patented internal battles, I choose to tell the truth. I had been caught after all. "Not too much. I...I caught the tail end." I feel my cheeks redden. "Well not the end exactly, but close enough."

"That's about what I thought." He smiles at me, a look that is both charming and dangerous. "You knocked pretty quickly after I finished."

"At least I let you finish!" I laugh. 'Clever boy, is that how you knew?"

"Nah, your bags were already in my room when you knocked." He joins in my laughter. "Except, now my dear Aunt Ashlyn, we have a small problem on our hands."

I look up at him from my towel, my eyebrow raised. "We do?"

"Oh yes, we do." His smile widens. "Why don't you come over here and we can talk about it." Jake gestures to the chair across from him.

My bikini top stays on the towel as I slowly sit up to my knees. Rocking backwards on my toes. My boobs jiggle and jostle with every movement, completely unbridled and exposed. I watch as his eyes follow them, as I take the seat he had suggested. "You mentioned a problem?"

His eyes are wide, and it takes him longer than I thought it would for him to look me in the eye. Remembering that he is only 18, it was a definite confidence boost. The sheepish look in Jake's hazel eyes tells me that he had not expected my boldness. "I had really expected you to put up more a fight, Auntie." He laughs nervously, running his hands through his hair, his eyes taking another long look at my chest.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Probably something I should have asked earlier, but so far, we were just talking. Except for the fact that I am topless, but hell, even that is innocent enough.

Jake shakes his head. "Nah, Jess and I broke up a few months ago."

That's a relief. I was pretty sure that was the case, as the young pretty girl with the perky tits had suddenly disappeared off his social media recently.

"Ah, I see." I squeeze my arms against the sides of my breasts, pushing my tits together. My large nipples seem to hypnotize him, as he can't take his eyes off of them. "Well, shall we talk about my missing panties then?"

That breaks Jake from the trance my nipples have him under and his tanned face turns red suddenly. "What?" He stammers. "Why would I have my aunt's pan...panties?"

Rolling my eyes, feeling slightly annoyed now. "Really? Man up dude."

Jake runs his hands through his hair again and meets my eyes despite the obvious embarrassment. "I'm sorry. You're right." He tries to look down but forces himself to keep his eyes on mine. "I took them."

"Good boy." I say with a seductive smile. "Nothing hotter than a man who admits to his misdeeds." My finger traces a small circle along to the top of my breast, watching as his eyes follow the trail before leaning forward, pressing them against the warm glass tabletop, "I want to know if you enjoyed them."

He looks at her, unable to hide the bulge in his pants. "I..I...did." He swallows hard. "They smelled so good." Barely above a whisper. "I imagined you playing with yourself after... after you caught me." His cheeks flush again but his voice is growing bolder. "And the thought of you in my bed touching yourself..." He groans. "I came so hard."

"I bet I could make you cum harder." The words are out of my mouth before I realize it. But my impulsive nature is fully in control now, and I intend to get what I want.

"Isn't that like...illegal?" Jake looks at me confused but obviously aroused. "I mean, you're my aunt."

His words have made me feel absolutely disgusting and completely turned on. "Jake." I keep my voice calm, despite my racing heart. "I'm not asking you to fuck me." No, not yet, I think to myself. "I just want to see it." Pouting, I sit up, my breasts bouncing slightly, drawing his eyes again. "I mean I'm sitting here with my tits out because I saw your penis for like 5 seconds. Doesn't really seem fair, does it?"

Jake relaxes a little. "Ok, I'll give you that one. But I really was just fucking with you Auntie. I didn't think you would actually show me your tits." He laughs. "Not that I'm complaining. Those are the biggest fucking knockers I have seen."

"In real life at least." I tease. "That woman in the porno you had going yesterday put these," I bounce my breasts up and down, drawing his eyes back. "To shame." I finish.

His head follows my bouncing breasts, making him nod. "I see you agree." I say, pouting, crossing my arms over my chest.

Jake looks up at me quickly, a momentarily look of dismay and panic on his face. "Wait. What?" I can see him trying to piece together what just happened. His brow furrows. "I'm sorry Auntie. I don't know what just happened. But..." A sly smile crosses his face. "Man up, right?" Without warning, Jake suddenly stands up and pulls his shorts off. His bulge is held tight against his abdomen by his tight black boxer briefs.

My mouth waters at the sight of his young, thin, muscular body standing so tantalizingly close to me. "You always were a smart kid." I look down then back up at him and raise an eyebrow.

God, I want to rip those snug, sexy, little undies off of him!

His mischievous smile sends a chill over my sun-warmed skin. "Depended on the subject." He turns away from me and slowly slides his boxers down over his toned, pale ass.

Sitting forward in my chair, I reach out a spank his tight cheek with my hand, the crisp whack echoes against the glass door.

"Naughty Auntie." Jake frowns at me over his shoulder, but his eyes are dancing with playful humor. He pulls down the front of his boxers, still facing away from me. As he steps out of the small undies he kicks them backwards under my chair. He slowly turns, his hands crossed at the wrist, hiding his manhood.

I can hardly breath as I try to take in as much of his young, nubile body as I can before settling on his navel. My eyes play connect-the-dots with the beads of sweat that glisten like dewdrops along the light brown hair that trails down his lower abdomen. I put my hands on his, looking up with questioning eyes. "Please?"

"You only want to look at it, right?"

I understand his trepidation but can also feel his desire. A gentle whisper from me, "Trust me." And his hands loosen in mine, letting me pull them apart. His cock springs forward, bouncing enticingly close to my face.

He is so close to me that I can only see his tip, the small vertical slit staring at me, mere inches from my face. If I were to stick out my tongue, I could reach it, I'm almost sure of it. "Ffffuuuuuucccckkkkk." I let out in a long sigh.

Jake groans, as my warm breath caresses his cock. The muscles in his lower abdomen twitch at the pleasant sensation. "Magnificent." I whisper before looking up at him.

The hungry look in my nephew's eye is one I recognize well. Jake has lost his own internal battle and is now in the land of pure desire and need. Breathing heavy, he slowly moves his hips forward, pressing his bulbous head against my parted lips. "Please Auntie." He almost whimpers.

I quickly lick at his tip, tasting the precum that has oozed out. Sucking him in and swirling my tongue around his thickness. The moan that escapes him echoing in the stillness of the quiet early afternoon. Letting him push himself deeper down my throat, swallowing him down until his balls hit my chin. Slowly pulling my lips up his shaft, letting the saliva drip from my mouth as I swirl my tongue around his head again. He thrusts his hips, sliding his cock in and out of my eager mouth, my tongue licking and swirling around his girth.

Reaching up to cup his balls, I let my pinky rub softly against his perineum feeling his cock twitch in my mouth at the sudden sensation. He starts to thrust harder, his breathing becoming more ragged.

"Ash! I'm gon..." His cock throbs against my uvula as he pumps ropes of hot, sticky cum down my throat. I swallow it eagerly, savoring the taste of his young, potent seed.

After a moment, Jake's breathing slows, and he slides his cock out of my mouth. Taking his seat across from me again, his nervously fidgets with his fingers as we sit in awkward silence.

The juxtaposition between the man who had just claimed my mouth and the teenager who sits awkwardly in front of me now makes me smile. I see his eyebrow raise in a question which sends me into an unexpected fit of giggles.

Jake's confusion deepens but laughter is contagious, especially in tense situations, and soon he has joined me with his deeper chuckles mixing with my girlish giggles. As the laughter tapers off, a more comfortable silence falls between us.

"Auntie, we should probably talk about...."

"What to wear to dinner?" I interrupt, quickly picking up his boxers from beneath my chair waving them above my head playfully. "Cause these are mine now." I run topless into the house and up the stairs. I reach his bedroom door just as he gets to the top of the stairs. He stops, a playfully seductive look on his face. As he starts to walk towards me, I stick my tongue out and quickly slide into his bedroom, locking the door behind me.

Breathing heavy, I press my back against the door. The knob jiggles as he tries to open it. "That's ok Auntie." His deep voice only slightly muffled by the wooden door that separates us. "I'll wear yours if you wear mine." His laughter fading as he heads back downstairs.