Living with Aunt Maureen Pt. 01

by greytonesandredlights

story tags: aunt, first_time, incest, mature, nephew, non-consent,
virgin, aunt, first_time, incest, mature, nephew, non-consent, virgin

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A life long crush and a virgins lust turns erotic.

Page 1 of 1 page(s) (20529 characters)

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or
reluctant sex.

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My aunt Maureen and I picked at our dinner plates. A light salad with a
small portion of takeout pasta. Both of us had plans to go to the bars.
She was going out for the first time since her and Uncle Barry's
divorce. A friend and co-worker of hers had convinced her to get back
in the saddle. So when I found out some friends were back from college,
I made a few plans myself.

I couldn't help but stare at her. It was a long time since I see her in
full makeup. She was a vet tech, so she usually wore jeans or scrubs
with little makeup. She was on the fit side of voluptuous. Brunette,
long legs and amazing eyes. She was in her late 30s. I think what
concerned her the most was a fast approaching 40th birthday and being
newly divorced.

Tonight it was all on show. I had almost forgotten how beautiful she
was, having seen her every day for the past three years. She wore tight
leggings, with a loose-fitting blouse. I had a hard time not watching
her legs as we set the table. When she bent down or moved her arms to
the side, the fabric strained against her breasts.

I know she was my aunt, but damn if she wasn't the most beautiful woman
I seen in this little city. She took care of herself and she even
rivaled most college girls. I couldn't understand why Uncle Barry was
such an idiot for cheating on her.

She laughed at me and touched her lip. "What?"

I shook my head and quickly piled more food onto my dish. "Nothing, I
was just thinking."

"No really, did I accidentally smudge my makeup." She touched the
corner of her eye. "These eyelashes feel funny, I'm not used to them
anymore."

"No, it's all good. Actually, to tell you the truth, you look
beautiful, but that's normal." I said.

She gave me a shy smile and looked down at her plate and picked at the
last of her salad. "I better finish up, Susan will be here any minute."
She stood up and kissed me on the forehead, "don't stay out too late
with your friends, okay."

I nodded my head and took her plate to the sink for her. "Well, it's a
bunch of my old friends, Steve will be there to so I'll just crash at
his parent's house like I used to in the old days."

A horn tooted outside and Auntie waved at me. "Gotta go, have fun
tonight."

I watched her head out like a giddy teenager with her friends. It was
nice to see her not depressed for a change. I saw Susan, her co-worker
in the driver's side. She looked more like a hooker than a vet tech
tonight.

After I put the dishes away, I met my friends downtown. Part of me
hoped to run into Aunt Maureen, especially Susan, so I could get a
better view of her. I started imaging catching the cougars on the prowl
with my group of friends. I was certain if we seen them, they would be
more than willing to chase after some cougars.

My old friends were swapping college stories, and I was telling retail
customer stories.

"What the hell James, I thought you were going for carpentry or
Electrician with your Uncle." Steve said.

Another guy elbowed him in the side and I gave them a thin smile. "No,
that didn't really go over as planned. I'm just taking a year off to
work, then I'll try getting a job as an apprentice."

I took a sip of my beer and looked to the door. Part of me hoped to see
my aunt's friends come through. After three hours I still wasn't
feeling it, and after midnight they wanted to change bars. I declined
and used it as my opportunity to head home early.

Back home, I turned the lights off and flopped into bed. Bored and
restless, I pulled out my phone and scanned through videos. I didn't
actually feel like shutting it down, so I got a beer and enjoyed a show
on my phone.

A thump and clatter of keys on the floor woke me from a half dreaming
state. I paused the video and listened intently to sounds downstairs. I
flipped my contacts open in case I had to dial 911.

I could hear my aunt's voice, "Oh my god." Followed by laughter. "No,
not down here, upstairs."

I crept to my door and peeked outside but couldn't see anything around
the hallway, I didn't dare open the door wider.

The second person whispered and slurred their speech so bad I couldn't
make it out.

"I said my nef, nefou, I can't say it." She laughed and took a deep
breath, "nephew is out, we don't need to whisper."

She slurred her words, but at least I could make them out. She half
held up the other person as they made their way through the hallway in
dim light. The two of them disappeared into her dark bedroom.

"What the hell?" I whispered to myself. I listened to the scuffling and
shuffling in her room and decided I'd take a quick peek.

I crept closer to the doorway. My heart raced as I imagined Susan
coming home with her. A light flashed on then grew dim, I froze in
place and could hear my heart racing. I turned the dimmer down slowly
so the light barely stayed on and tiptoed towards the door.

The two were making out, I knew this because I could hear kissing and
the sound of wet smacking. A woman's moan caused me to pause and listen
in the darkness. The lights were off, but a thin beam of light from
under the bathroom door lit her room just enough to make out shadows.

Inside, two shadowy figures groped and fondled one another. To my
disappointment, I heard a belt buckle, and could finally make out the
sound of a man's voice.

My eyes adjusted to the low light. I could see a middle-aged man
wavering in front of her. Aunt Maureen's large breasts were out of full
display. She wiggled and squirmed in his arms and slipped out of her
bra.

His hands slid down her back and over her round hips to help remove her
leggings. She stepped over and pulled her legs free of them. A thin
black thong disappeared between the cheeks of her round heart-shaped
ass.

My cock kinked painfully in my jeans and I tried to adjust them. I
never imaged I would enjoy the show this much. I could hear my heart
pumping and I held my breath, it felt like a dumbbell rested on my
chest. I was afraid if I breathed too loud, they would catch me.

The man sat down in an armchair my aunt used to read her novels. It was
a plush, cushioned chair a person could sink into. I figured they would
fuck there, but she wiggled her hips and retreated to her bed.

The man fumbled with his jeans and underwear, getting them down to his
ankles, then pulled a condom out of his shirt pocket.

Aunt Maureen flopped onto the bed and giggled. Something told me it
wasn't just alcohol they had tonight.

I looked back to the man, expecting to see him pounce on her. But he
continued to sit in the chair. Unable to take it any longer, I pulled
my cock free. It was one of the hottest things I'd witnessed and
instinctively stroked my cock. I never saw a woman in person naked like
this, let alone the act of sex outside of porn.

The man's head slumped to the side, and he laid still. Passed out
before he could get his shirt off. Meanwhile, Aunt Maureen squirmed and
rubbed her bare skin on the cool silk sheets, waiting for him to take
her.

I wanted her. Part of me wanted to yell at the man, 'you fucking ass
hole what are you doing? Get over there.' Just like I resented Barry
for cheating on such a beautiful woman, I resented the fool for passing
out.

I had admired her smile and beauty in pictures for so many years. Long
before mom and dad passed away, even before Barry married her.

Finally, after all these years, I had to admit I had a huge crush on
her. I watched her roll on her side. Her wide hips sat high in the air
and my eyes followed her curves over her waist, up her ribs and to her
shoulders.

The curve of her spine pointed towards her round, heart-shaped ass with
two small dimples in the small of her back.

I couldn't take it. Maybe it was the virgin's lust being pushed to the
limits, maybe it was the realization I just had, or maybe it was my own
liquid courage.

As I crept into the room, I watched the man's face. He didn't move, his
eyes were closed and his chest rose and fell as if in a deep sleep. I
held my breath and took his condom from his hand. I looked over my
shoulder towards my aunt's upturned ass.

She slowly parted her long legs, sliding her bare skin over the sheets.
"Mmmm come on, fuck me." She moaned.

Quietly, I opened the wrapper, rolled the condom on to my cock and
removed my pants. I didn't want to shake the bed too much, so I stepped
on the side and placed a hand on her ass to keep her from turning. Once
I was on the bed I got behind her and lined myself up. My cock twitched
and my head grew faint as I looked down at her pussy inches from the
tip.

She moaned and shifted her weight, presenting me with a view of her
ass. I leaned forward and ran my hands over her supple, warm skin.
Feeling the lace thong as I slid up her sides. Her skin felt smooth and
hot. I wanted to feel her entire body, but my cock ached.

Still light headed I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted to be inside
her. To be inside my first woman. She lifted her ass up in the air. She
was as ready as I was. I helped pull her thong down to her knees and
guided myself towards her wet slit. I rubbed the head of my cock
against her, trying to find the opening.

She was soaking, and I felt a ridge where my cock slipped into a rut.
Hoping that was it, I pressed forward and release my shaft. I nearly
moaned when I felt her lips give way and suck the head of my cock
inside. My fainting feeling passed as I lost my virginity to her.

"Mmmm fuck, just like that, ahhh." She said into her pillow.

I leaned forward and held onto her waist. I did a quick glance over my
shoulder at the man. Satisfied, I turned my attention back to Auntie. I
pulled out all the way and thrust forward.

My cock sprung up, and I missed her gaping hole, instead I slid up over
her ass. She wiggled her rear and tried to line herself up with me a
second time. I reached down and found her ridge once more. This time
she was slick, and I slid inside with no resistance.

My mind wanted to let out a moan, but I held back the urge. Instead, I
opened my mouth and hung my tongue out as I pumped in and out of her.
My body wanted more of the sensation it was feeling. I wanted deeper
and to feel her bare back on my chest.

I ran my hand up her back, feeling her muscles tense and relax with
each thrust. Eager to go deeper, I held on to her shoulder and pulled
her hard into my thrusts. Her ass clapped against my pelvis and she
moaned into her pillow. The sound, the sight, and the feeling of my
cock in her warm body made me want to cum right there. But I didn't
want it to end so soon.

To delay my orgasm, I slowed my pace. A long slow glide out then back
in helped pull me from the edge. But it was just enough to keep me
there. Twice I slipped out, both times she was moaned for my return.
After the second time, I felt my orgasm subside. I was getting a feel
for it now and could find her easier. As deep as I could push, I
gripped her hips and just enjoyed the warmth and pulsing feeling she
had.

Without warning, she flipped to her side, and I slipped out of her. I
was sure she'd recognize my face as she rolled under me. But with both
hands, she pulled my face to hers and slid her tongue inside my mouth.

Eager to keep going, she kicked her thong free and wrapped her legs
around my waist. With one hand, she reached down and guided my cock
towards her hole. I missed twice before I slid back inside.

That time I couldn't help myself and moaned into the side of her neck.
But it didn't matter. She moaned and squealed, lost in the sensual
feeling of sex. We ran our hands over one another's bodies. I couldn't
get enough of feeling her soft skin. I held on to the back of her neck
and with my free hand explored her body from her hips and side of her
chest.

"Mmmm fuck me with that cock... mmm oh fuck..." her back arched and she
pressed her head into her pillow then relaxed, "oh fuck. Don't stop,
keep going." She pounded me on the back with her hand.

I did as ordered and kept slamming my hips into hers. The bed creaked,
and she grunted with each thrust. Her warm, soft legs rubbed on the
sides of my thighs and her hands explored my back. Frustrated by my
shirt, she pulled it free of my shoulders and threw it to side of the
bed. Our naked bodies meshed with one another.

She held onto my shoulders with one arm and kissed my neck. She raised
one knee up to my ribs and with the other foot she hooked around my
thigh and tried to pull me deeper. Wanting more, she used her free hand
to grab my ass and make me thrust harder.

Daring to steal a look at her face, I lifted my head to see her face.
She had her eyes closed and her teeth clenched. I wanted to please her
and rocked my hips forward as hard as I could.

Her body was hot, smooth, and I still couldn't get enough of it. I was
addicted to the feel of my hands roamed over her sides and I sucked on
the tops of her breasts as I fucked her.

With force, she pushed on my shoulder and rolled up on top of me. I
stared up at her dimly lit body. Thankfully, the bathroom light was
behind me on the bed. From here, I could see the man blended into the
dark corner. But I still kept expecting him to wake and yell 'What the
fuck!'

Her large breast stood proud on her chest. The nipples were thick and
puffed out. She was a goddess kneeling over my hard cock. She nearly
lost balance until I grabbed her by the waist and held her steady. With
one hand on my chest and the other on my cock, she lowered herself down
onto me in a single motion.

I could just see the outline of her silhouette. Her body grinding and
rotating above me. She began frantically thrusting her hips forward on
to my cock. She pulled my hands from her waist and put them on her
heaving breasts.

With nothing else to steady myself from her assault, I hung on to them
tight. It's all I could do. Then it was all I could take I felt my hips
buck upward. My sudden thrust penetrated her deeper and she let out a
low moan. Her knees tightened on my ribs and her torso spasmed. Her
hands squeezed and hung onto my chest. Driven on, she became more
frantic and threw her head back. Her hands roamed over her stomach and
breasts.

I felt a surge of pleasure and relief. Not of my control, my hips
thrust upward into her. With my orgasm over, I felt it now. The insides
of her vagina quivered and pulled at my cock. But she didn't stop, she
struggled to breathe and panted heavy. Grinding and fucking my cock. I
was afraid I would grow soft and fall out. Then she shuttered several
times, arched her back, and her body pumped itself, milking my
softening penis. Finished, she slumped over me an exhausted woman.

She lifted herself off of me and pulled the bedsheets over herself. I
laid on my side and ran my hand over her hips and waist. Soon she was
asleep. I slid out of bed and grabbed my clothes.

When I was back inside my room, I pulled the condom off, wrapped it in
tissues and hid it at the bottom of my garbage. Then the panic and
remorse set in. The wishing I'd gone to another bar, stayed in my room,
stayed outside the door. Everything but that. I feel asleep sick and
had a night of dreams.

In the morning, I laid in bed with a slight hangover. I could hear
voices and mumbling from the hallway.

"Why did you sleep over there?" Maureen said.

I sat up in bed and tried not to make a sound.

"Huh? It's morning?" The man said.

"Oh, my god! Get your pants back on, my nephew will be home soon."

The bed creaked, and she pounded the floor with her feet.

The man gave her a wolf whistle and said, "Wow, did we have sex last
night?" He said.

"What the fuck you don't remember!" She half yelled. "Get dressed, get
out of here before he comes home."

The bathroom door slammed shut, and the shower turned on. I peeked
through the crack of my door and watched the man cling to the handrail
as he staggered down the steps.

"Yeah, you wish." I said under my breath.

My stomach was a ball of nerves and I didn't know when to go
downstairs. I waited for Aunt Maureen to stagger down and make herself
coffee. Waiting there, I imagined a dozen conversations and excuses
that I could use.

Finally, I tiptoed down the stairs. She looked up at me half way in
terror. She wore a silk nightgown and her hair was wet, wrapped in a
towel. She had a cup of coffee in two hands and still she was a
beautiful sight.

"James!" She almost spit her coffee back into her mug.

She winced and touched her temple with her fingers. "When, when did you
get home?" She cleared her throat.

I took a cup and poured myself a coffee. "Late last night, I actually
didn't know if you were home until this morning. I almost checked in on
you when I came home."

"Good! I mean no that's okay, did you have fun with your friends?" She
said.

I stood next to her and took a sip. I didn't normally drink coffee, but
I figured it might help with the hangover. I nodded my head. "I heard
voices this morning, so I guess it's a good thing I didn't check in on
you."

She stared at me and turned red. "I..." she took a sip of coffee and
looked at the countertop.

I leaned against her and rubbed her shoulder. She was still warm and
soft. We didn't talk, just stood there nursing our hangovers.

She took a deep breath in. "I finally put myself out there and that
asshole doesn't even remember having sex with me." She looked up at the
ceiling. "Stop me next time Susan invites me out again."

She smiled to herself and rubbed her knees together. "Mmm, god it felt
good though." She laughed at her comment "I'm sorry I shouldn't be
talking about this to you."

She took a sip of coffee. "Well, I guess I got lucky. Screw him if he
doesn't remember." She ran her hand down her stomach.

"Believe me, his loss." I said.

She gave me a big smile and rubbed my arm. She looked like she wanted
to hug me or have a hug. But she frowned to herself as she rubbed my
shoulder.

"He looked smaller than I remember though, skinny man. I could have
sworn he had more muscle. I was cleaning up and found a wrapper but no
condom, dammit I hope he didn't leave it in the bed." Her hand ran over
my shoulder and down my back.

She massaged me as I stood frozen. As if not moving would help the
thought go away. She raised the mug to her lips, then looked to my
chest through the corner of her eye. She squeezed my muscles a second
time and held her hand over them.

'Fuck no way!' I thought. Panic took hold of me. My stomach turned and
twisted, and I lost my breath. Everything I had imagined went out the
door and I was frozen with fear.

She took a sip of her coffee and her lips curled up. After she lowered
her mug, she bit her lower lip in thought. The entire time she kept eye
contact with me. 

My stomach turned as I stared into her eyes, 'does she know?'

The end of pt. 1

/I plan to sit on pt. 2 for some time to pass allowing you, the reads
to influence the outcome of pt.2. Your comments will influence the
direction of the second half. Is she suspicious but not sure if its
true, does sis come home, is there an Uncle who visits, other cousins
or some other direction.

I'm waiting with a blank canvas what I read in the comments will
influence the frame work of the next story. Vamps will be ignore, sorry
I just never got that phase of literature./

Story Tags: aunt; first%20time; incest; mature; nephew; non-consent;
virgin; aunt; first%20time; incest; mature; nephew; non-consent; virgin

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