Aunt Megan Ch. 01
Nate is sent off to spend some time with his aunt.
I was absolutely gutted. I couldn't believe this was happening. Thoughts of mutiny were running through my head as I sat and fumed.

A slide show of all the fun things I was supposed to be doing this summer played through my mind as I sat in my room and muttered angry words not quite loud enough to be heard. I had just turned eighteen and finally had my license, not that I had enough money yet to buy a car. I could legally drink and I could go into a bottle shop or a bar and not worry that my mum would find out. I was looking forward to doing that normal teenage tradition of going out with my mates and drinking. Going on camping trips and just generally enjoying my new found freedom.

To make matters worse I had finally gotten the nerve to talk to a girl I liked. Naomi was cute, at least to me she was. Not in that conventional way more of a Boticelli way. She was a bit bigger than the other girls and because teenagers are such cruel animals she was painfully aware of what she saw as her shortcomings. To me though she was very pretty and it even seemed that she may even be interested in me. Like me, she was shy and had lacked the nerve to speak to the opposite sex. Things were finally looking up for me and then my parents drop this bomb on me.

My parents had been on my case about getting a job this summer. I wasn't against getting a job, it was just bloody hard to find one around here. My lack of success in finding a job the moment they told me to was being interpreted by my mother as an affront and as though I didn't actually want one. The upshot of this is that they had volunteered me for a job.

Normally this wouldn't bother me but the reality was that it meant I would be spending the next six weeks at my Aunt's house. Unlike my mother I quite like my Aunt but the six best weeks of the year? Were they deliberately trying to kill any form of social life, such as it is? Did they want me to die a virgin?

I was still pissed off and doing my best not to talk to my parents that night when we sat down to dinner. Mum had noticed my mood and she was having none of it.

"It'll do you good to do some work and earn a bit of money. You should be grateful that we organised this."

I knew better than to respond. Anything I would say would not go well and she would get even angrier. The simple fact is that she just wouldn't understand. This wasn't just teen angst talking either. From what I had learned over the years, she had always been like this. It was her way or there was hell to pay. Dad was more like me, I get the impression that he wanted more from life but like me, he was too timid to pursue it. Once he ended up married to mum he just let go of his dreams. She was a dominant woman and he was too much of a pacifist to say no to her. She was my mum and I love her but we really didn't get along.

Dad came to talk to me after dinner. I was sitting outside in a place I used to go to when I was upset. A sort of hidden corner in the garden that I had always assumed that Mum and Dad didn't know about. I always felt alone there but in a good way. It was a place to clear my head, where I could think about things. I could think without being harassed and I often came away from there feeling a lot better about things. I was sitting there trying to think of a way out of this nightmare. The only thing I could think of was to get a job before my Aunt turned up. The problem was that that was tomorrow night and tomorrow was a Sunday. Dad sat down next to me and sighed. I could tell he'd been copping it from mum and had been sent out here by Mum to reason with me.

"I'm sorry, Nate, I know this sucks, but you don't have much choice now."

"I know but that doesn't mean I have to be happy about it though."

"No, no you don't but how about you try and see some positives about it instead of looking at all the negatives?"

"Positives? Like what?"

"Well, for one thing, you will have six weeks without being nagged."

He gave me a sly grin and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yeah, I guess that is a positive. I'm just really disappointed that I won't be able to do anything with my mates."

"The thing is, Nate, I get that but your mum never will. She's just not wired that way. She never had many friends growing up and didn't feel much of a need for them. You are different in that. The funny thing is you are a lot more like your Aunty Megan with that. She was always more social than me and definitely more than your mum."

"I know Aunt Megan has always been more free-spirited but is she really all that fun?"

I used the air quotes sign with my fingers for the words free-spirited because that was mum's way of saying she was a hippie freak, unreliable or a slut. Mum had never approved of Aunt Megan and often spoke harshly about her.

"I think you would be surprised just how fun Aunt Megan can be, besides you will get to stay right on the beach."

He looked around nervously.

"Don't take everything your mother says about Megan to heart either, she has always been jealous of her."

Megan was the youngest of my dad's siblings and it was common knowledge that she was a menopause baby and hadn't been planned. She was quite a bit younger than the rest of them with there being nearly eight years between her and my father. She may not have been planned however, she was adored by them all. At twenty-nine she was only eleven years older than me so she seemed more like a cousin than an aunt. She was everything my mother wasn't; she was open-minded, friendly, approachable and funny.

As I said, it's not that I disliked my aunt, it's that I was being forced to do this against my will.

"Look all I can say, Nate, is give it a go for a week or two and if you really do hate it then give me a call. I will do my best to get you home asap but I honestly think you will actually enjoy it. Just give it a go okay?"

I sighed, knowing I had been defeated.

"Yeah alright, Dad."

He got up and left me to my thoughts, which, although I was determined to be angry, had left me kind of curious.

I spent most of the next day talking to my mates and Naomi. They all tried to play it down like I wasn't going to miss anything but I knew they were just playing nice. So it was with a heavy heart that I headed home. What made it even worse was the fact that Naomi had kissed me for the first time just before I left.

"I'll be here when you get back, Nate. I'm not going anywhere."

Those words were still ringing in my ears and the scent of her skin lingered. I could still taste her lips on mine as I turned into my driveway. Two steps in and I was stopped in my tracks by what can only be described as true beauty. A jet black, 1969 Camaro SS was sitting in our driveway. Just sitting there it reeked of horsepower. The motor was still ticking as it cooled down. Never had a car looked so out of place in our driveway. A driveway that had only ever seen sensible family cars. It didn't take much of a guess as to who would park such an outrageous car in our driveway. It was almost like the car had been designed all those years ago just to piss mum off. I stopped staring, wiped the drool from my chin then made my way inside.

It was clear that the reception for Aunt Megan was widely varied. Dad was beaming and asking all kinds of questions about the car while mum sat as far as it was possible to get up the other end of the couch. Her lips were so thin that they were almost non-existent. The waves of disapproval were radiating across the room but were being thoroughly ignored. I could see that Dad's enthusiasm for the car matched my own as his face lit up like a child at Christmas.

"Hi, Aunt Megan."

Every face turned to mine. Dad still had that wistful look on his face. Aunt Megan's soft, pretty features were like a warming ray of sunshine as she smiled up at me. Aunt Megan looked me up and down a couple of times.

"Wow, you have really grown into a man since I last saw you."

Was it just me or was there a look of approval on her face? Mum looked as frosty as she ever had and I could see that there was some internal battle going on within her. She wanted me to go because it meant that I would be working and not hanging around with my mates but the thought that Aunt Megan and I would possibly enjoy each others company was something she clearly hadn't considered. She didn't want me to enjoy this and she certainly didn't want Aunt Megan too. This was about me working hard, being serious and earning money.

Before it could torment her anymore she decided to move things along, nevermind that Dad may want to catch up with his sister.

"Nathanial, go and get your things. It's time to go. Aunt Megan has a long drive ahead of her so you need to get going."

Everyone looked at her as though to argue that there was plenty of time but the look on her face left no doubt as to how that would be received. I went into my room and grabbed the bag I had packed last night. I didn't even bother going back into the lounge-room, instead, I went straight out the front door and approached the car. God, it was beautiful. I opened the passenger door and folded the front seat forward, the warm smell of the leather interior was almost an aphrodisiac. I dumped my bag onto the back seat then folded the seat back into its upright position. I hadn't even closed the door yet when I heard the front door open.

The leather creaked as I sat down and the door shut with a solid clunk. Aunt Megan wound down the window and smiled at Dad without even glancing at Mum.

"See you later, bro."

My Dad laughed and waved to us both but I could see the disappointment in his eyes that he hadn't had more time with his sister. Aunt Megan turned the key in the ignition and the V8 roared to life. It was a sound that made me smile but at the same time made me feel a little nervous. The roar of a primordial beast that did not like being on a leash.

Seconds later I was blasted by the stereo playing George Thorogood's "Bad to the bone". Even I had to laugh at the cliche`.

I could see the look of horror on Mum's face and the look of delight on Dad's. When Aunt Megan turned her smile on me and gave me a wink I felt my insides squirm in delight.

"Buckle up, Kiddo, I'm really going to piss your mum off."

The car rolled backwards out the driveway and onto the road. With a massive roar and equally stupendous cloud of tyre smoke the car launched down the street to the triumphant roar of George.

"B-B-B-B-B-B BAD. BAD TO THE BONE!"

Two blocks away we turned towards the highway. Aunt Megan turned down the volume on the stereo and eased off the accelerator.

"I hope you don't mind, Kiddo, but that was mostly for your mum's benefit. I know I shouldn't stir her up like that because your dad is probably getting an earful right now but I just can't help it sometimes. She hates me for no good reason so, I might as well give her one."

"I don't think she actually hates you, Aunt Megan, she just doesn't understand you."

It was a lie of course. I knew for a fact that she hated her, had heard her say it myself, but I felt it was my duty to be somewhat diplomatic. Aunt Megan laughed and patted my thigh, which did things to me that it really shouldn't have.

"Kiddo, you don't have to lie for my benefit. I know she hates me but that's okay, it's her problem."

"Aunt Megan?"

"Yeah, Kiddo."

"Can I ask you a favour?"

"Anything, Kiddo."

"Can you not call me Kiddo? There's not that big an age gap between us and I am an adult."

She beamed that beautiful smile at me again and squeezed my thigh again as she looked me over.

"Well, you certainly have grown since I last saw you."

I blushed as the double entendre` sunk in and my cock swelled some more in my jeans. Her touch was so soft and warm.

"I tell you what, I'll stop calling you Kiddo if you drop the whole Aunt thing okay? Just Megan will do."

"Deal."


Aunt Megan Ch. 02
The road-trip back to Megan's house turns interesting.
We drove for an hour or so chatting about all manner of things but nothing important. The day had cleared up after starting out overcast and the sun coming through the windscreen was getting hotter. We pulled off the highway and into a service station where we topped up on fuel then parked the car. We went inside the cafe to get coffee. It was a relief to get out of the car as it was really getting hot. The airconditioning wasn't working and add to that a massive V8 in an older black car and you had a great recipe for a sauna.

Megan was plucking her shirt away from where it had stuck to her body. I couldn't help but admire her curves as she strode in front of into the cafe`.

She ordered us a coffee each and we also got a couple of cold drinks to take with us. We were headed back to the car when she called my name. I turned just in time to catch the keys she had just thrown to me.

"You have your licence don't you?"

"Ah yeah I do but are you sure?"

"Of course I am just don't do anything stupid. Besides, I'm beat, I have been driving all day."

I couldn't believe I was going to drive this beast. My friends would never believe me. When I took off I was very gentle with the accelerator, but I could feel the potential lurking under the pedal. Unlike any other car I had driven before, I felt like I was holding it back instead of urging it to go, restraining it. You didn't have to coax this car to go at all.

We got back out on the freeway and I noticed Megan fidgeting.

"You okay, Megan?"

"Yeah, it's just damn hot. I should have worn shorts or a dress."

"Yeah, it is warm."

"Listen, Nate, you don't mind if I get a little cooler, do you?"

I had no idea what she meant but I couldn't see the harm in it.

"Why would I mind?"

"Some people are just funny about certain things you know. I should have known you'd be cool about it though. You're more like your Dad than your mum, that's for sure. Just think of it as a bikini."

Huh? What? At least that's what went through my mind. Megan kicked her shoes off then undid the button and fly on her pants. I was about ready to bust through mine. She lifted her butt up off the seat and slid her pants down her thighs before sitting back down. She then slid them from her knees down her legs and off. I was doing my best to be nonchalant and keep an eye on the road but god damn if she didn't have the nicest legs.

I couldn't believe it. I had to keep looking over at her to be certain. Here was this very good looking woman with very sexy legs, sitting in just her panties and a T-shirt within touching distance. Not that I would, no matter how much I wanted to. The T-shirt she was wearing was long enough to cover the front of her panties as she sat there but the glimpse I caught while she pulled her jeans down was etched into my mind. Oh, how I wanted to see more.

My cock was straining uncomfortably in my jeans and I needed to do something about it. I waited for her to relax again and I thought that if I could hang out until she looked out a side window or something I could possibly shove it back into a more comfortable position. Megan lowered her seat back a couple of notches and put her bare feet up on the dash. She crossed her arms behind her head and sighed.

I was doing my best to keep my eyes on the road but it was a long straight stretch and there was very little traffic. Raising her arms up had the effect of raising the hem of her shirt as well. My eyes kept sliding off the windscreen and onto her cute little feet, down her smooth, tanned calves, along her equally tanned thighs all the way down to her cotton panties which were now peeking out from under her shirt.

The raised ripples along the edge of the road made a humming sound as I began to creep over that side of the road and I eased the car back into the centre of the lane.

"Eyes on the road, Mister."

I looked at her to see if she was angry but she had a smug look of satisfaction on her face.

I focused on my driving again until we arrived in another little town with a river running through it. Megan put her feet back on the floor and sat her seat upright again. She looked around then pointed to a road that went down to a small park on the edge of the river.

"Pull in down there and we can stretch our legs."

I swung the car into the parking lot and stopped the engine. I half expected Megan to put her pants back on but she just pulled her shirt down over panties as she stepped out of the car. It was obvious to anyone who looked at her that she was just wearing a t-shirt, not a dress over her panties but Megan didn't seem to care.

We walked down to the river's edge, then while I was taking my shoes off she walked straight into the water. When she got to about knee depth she stopped and looked back at me while I hopped about on one foot trying to get my shoe off the other. Once I had achieved that I tried rolling my jeans up so they wouldn't get wet but they were a fairly tight fit and wouldn't roll up very far. Megan was laughing at my obvious awkwardness.

"What are you doing, Nate? Just take them off."

I looked at her as though she had lost her mind.

"Yeah right, I'll just strip off and we'll go skinny dipping."

"Well as much as that sounds fun too, I did kind of assume you had jocks on."

I felt foolish because I did, of course, have jocks on and I knew I was overreacting but the thought of getting "almost" naked in front of Megan or any woman for that matter was mildly terrifying. I desperately didn't want to look uncool in front of Megan though. There was just something about her being the cool and mysterious member of the family that made me want to live up to some kind of expectation. I whispered a quiet prayer to whatever gods would listen that I wouldn't get hard in front of her and stripped my jeans off like pulling off a band-aid.

Megan had obviously sensed my fear and walked up close enough to talk without having to speak too loudly.

"It's almost dark, Nate, no one is going to see anything. I mean you do have jocks on after all."

Her eyes lingered on the said object and I thought I noticed a small smile form on her lips. Her soft, pouty lips that look like they would be wonderfully warm and wet wrapped around my cock... Fuck, Nate, get your shit together. Don't think like that. I could already feel my cock begin to twitch and swell. To escape the possibility of embarrassing myself further I strode into the river. Whether it was to cool off or simply drown myself I was yet to see.

"Are you okay, Nate?"

Oh great, she had noticed. Now I could feel my face flushing with embarrassment.

"Yeah, I'm alright. I'm... just... well I'm just a bit nervous and shy you know."

She walked up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder.

"That's cool, but you know what?"

"What?"

"Most things that make you nervous or a little scared are the things that are the most fun. Come on, let's get wet and cool off."

Great. Now I was thinking about her getting wet. I walked out further, knowing this was going to take a slightly desperate measure. I walked out far enough that my jocks were now getting wet. I knew this was going to be awkward later but for right now it was what had to be done. The cool water did the trick. I could have sworn I heard the sizzle of steam as my cock began to cool and things settled back to where they should be.

I turned around to face Megan who was surprisingly close behind me. She had tied her t-shirt up through the middle so that it covered her bra but wasn't hanging in the water. I wished I had thought of something like that as my t-shirt was now half wet.

It had gone deeper into dusk by now and the light was slowly fading out of the day. A couple of the lights in the park came on and I could see street lights coming on down the road. It wasn't night yet but the light was fading fast. Megan looked me in the eye and put her hands on either side of my shoulders.

She

smiled and bit her bottom lip.

"You know, Nate, I suspect we are going to have a good time on these holidays."

"Painting your house?"

"Well yeah but we will be doing other things too. I want to take you out to see some live bands and I have a pretty good beach right on my doorstep. I'm going to teach you how to live, Nate, and not in the way your mother wants but in the way we all should. Wild and free."

She then hugged me tight, lifting her own feet off the ground to make up the height difference. I could feel her body pressed against mine and it was so soft and warm and inviting that my own body reacted without any consultation with me. I was hard in an instant and I know she could feel my cock pressing against her groin. She didn't push against it or say anything but she didn't pull away in disgust either. When she finally let go she smiled up at me.

"Come on, Nate, we should get going."

We walked back up to the water's edge and I couldn't help but stare as she bent over to sluice the water off her legs. The light we were near lit her ass up beautifully. There was no way my cock was going down now until I had a chance to sort it out myself. I wiped as much water off as I could with my bare hands and picked up my shoes and pants. We walked back to the car but before I could get in Megan stopped me.

"I'll drive from here, Nate, but you are not getting onto my leather seats with wet clothes on."

She opened the passenger door and placed my jeans on the seat and did the same with hers. Then pointed to my shirt.

"That will have to come off too I'm afraid."

So there I was in a public car park wearing nothing but a damp pair of jocks and a hard-on that just wouldn't quit. The fact that this was so risque wasn't helping either. Megan took a quick glance at my cock and smiled.

Now that the sun had gone down the evening had cooled off quite quickly and I was beginning to shiver as I sat in the car. Megan reached up and pulled her own t-shirt up over her head. Here it will be a bit tight and short for you but it's the best I can do right now. I was staring at her in what was quite a sexy lacy bra and cotton panties that had become somewhat see-through due to being wet. I put her shirt on thanking her as I did. I wasn't about to remind her that I had clothes in my bag just on the back seat.

"So how far is it to your place from here, Megan?"

"Oh only about forty-five minutes but I thought it would be nice to stop and cool off. I was right."

"You sure were, it's very nice there."

"Yeah once you found your bravery."

I doubt she could see my blush but my silence was more than enough response.

"Listen, Nate, if I pick on you a little bit it's because I like you and I want to see you loosen up a bit. Your mum has you so tightly wound that you are afraid to take any risks or just have fun. I only want to see you relax and have some fun and just do some of the things that the rest of us take for granted every day. I'm not trying to be mean."

"I know you're right but that still doesn't make it easy. It's not something that just comes naturally to me."

"I know. Hey, Nate, do you have a girlfriend at the moment?..."

Without waiting for an answer and just assuming that I did she went on.

"...What do you think she would say to you being here in just your jocks?"

"I wouldn't know, I have never had a girlfriend."

I don't know what possessed me to just blurt that out but for some reason, I felt it was important to be straight up with Megan.

"What do you mean never?"

"Exactly that. Never."

"What? How is that possible?"

"I just never had the confidence to talk to girls much. There is a girl I'm interested in and I think she's interested in me but I don't really know what to say or do."

There was a long pause as Megan absorbed this news.

"Nate... there's just so much you need to know. I mean Have you ever even kissed a girl?"

I was embarrassed and I felt like I was somehow letting Megan down.

"Yes I have but not much. Not like making out kissing just a kiss on the lips."

"Oh okay."

A long silence stretched out and I was beginning to feel a bit self-conscious about sitting here in just my jocks and a woman's T-shirt. The very things that were turning me on just moments ago now seemed childish and silly. It was as though exposing the truth about my inexperience had exposed me more fully than my lack of clothes.

Megan had also been feeling the weight of the silence apparently because she spoke softly now.

"Hey, Nate, I'm sorry, I just assumed you know."

"I know. It's not unrealistic to assume that an eighteen-year-old would have had a girlfriend. I am aware that it's odd that I haven't."

"It's not odd as such, it's just... now don't be weirded out by this but it's not like you are an unattractive guy or anything."

I smiled because my ego kind of needed the boost and to have someone as hot as Megan say that she finds me attractive was definitely a boost.

"Thanks."

Megan reached over and patted my thigh again but took her hand back fairly quickly this time, remembering that I had no pants on. Megan turned the car off the main road into a residential area, then within a minute, she was turning down a dark road that seemed more track than a road. It was dark, winding and narrow. On the left it was mostly bush with the occasional house sat back from the road. On the right was a narrow strip of trees that opened out onto the beach. The car's headlights and the moon were the only sources of light as there were no street lights out here. Megan turned off this road onto an even narrower track that was literally just two strips of sand where the car had worn through the grass with repeated use. This turned to the right back towards the beach and there stood a small beach house. Next to that was a brand new garage.

As we approached the door began rolling up. The car came to a stop under the glare of the sheds lights and the motor fell silent. As I got out of the car the door began rolling down again. Megan got out of the car as well and immediately began to stretch. I admired Megan's body as she stretched in just her underwear and bra. In this light, I could see the darker triangle of her pubic hair through her cotton panties and I noticed that her nipples were straining against the material of her bra. My cock reacted instantly; within seconds it was hard and standing straight out against my jocks. I picked up my jeans off the seat and my wet T-shirt off the floor of the car. I reached into the back for my bag of clothes, then juggling them all I did the best I could to hide my cock as I followed Megan's beautiful ass through the back door of the shed. Her panties had slid between her cheeks a bit, more on one side than the other and I was all but hypnotized as I watched her ass slowly eating her panties as she walked.

We entered the house and Megan briefly showed me around. It was a small place but quite nice inside. As we walked through the backdoor we walked straight into the kitchen. There was a large window that would look out onto the yard in daylight. To the right was the laundry that had been modified to become half laundry, half pantry. Through a door in the kitchen, we walked into a small hallway that divided the house into two halves. On the right side was a room that looked as though it had been many things throughout its life, from a bedroom to a lounge-room but at the moment it was an office. Next to that was a room that had been extended out past the traditional front of the house. By the looks, it was once a lounge-room with a verandah/sun-room off it. The wall that was once originally the front of the house though, had been knocked down so that it was one large open room with huge glass windows all along one wall that presumably opened onto the beach.

Across the hall was two bedrooms with a bathroom sandwiched between them. It wasn't a huge bathroom by any standards and it was made somewhat smaller by the fact that new doors had been opened from each bedroom into the bathroom so that it was like an en-suite. It was an unusual design because now there was no door from the rest of the house to the bathroom. To use the bathroom you had to enter via a bedroom. Megan explained that she eventually intended to extend the house and add a bathroom on there.

Megan showed me to my room, pointing out where she had made room for my clothes in the wardrobe and pointing out where I could charge my phone.

"Anyway, that's my humble little home. I do hope you'll be comfortable here Nate. Please make yourself at home; I am going to go take a shower though. Feel free to do the same after if you want."

"Thanks, Megan. This really is a nice house."

"You may not say that when you get a look at the outside tomorrow. Remember you are here to help paint."

"I'm happy to help, Megan."

He found he meant it too. It wasn't just a matter of being nice, he was sort of looking forward to it now that he was here.

"I'm happy you are here as well, Nate. I think this will be good for both of us. I'm just going to have a shower."

Megan turned and left the room leaving me there to contemplate the day. The thing was, all I could think about was seeing her pussy through her panties, admiring her ass but mostly feeling her body pressed against my own. I couldn't believe how turned on she had me. My cock hadn't softened at all since the garage and watching her ass had my balls begging for release.

I was snapped out of my reverie by the sounds of Megan in the bathroom. Knowing she was so close and no doubt naked by now had me wanting to spy through the door. The last thing I wanted to happen though was to be busted doing something like that. I heard the water running and gave it thirty seconds. Surely she was under the water by now. I dropped my jeans and T-shirt to the floor and laid back on the bed. Keeping an ear out for a change in the water I eased my jocks down and sighed as my cock was allowed the freedom it had been longing for.

I slowly began stroking my cock as a replay of the day's highlights played through my mind. Megan's nipples pressed against her bra. Mmm, how nice would it be to touch, lick, kiss and suck on those? The tension in my balls grew. That dark triangle of pubic hair that hid her pussy, her fuck hole. I had no idea what it would feel like to slide my cock into her body but if it was half as good as this slow stroking was, I knew it would be fantastic. As the words "fuck hole" flowed through my mind my cock gave a lurch. It did again when I imagined her ass completely uncovered by her panties and again when I thought about those luscious tits being freed of their bra. When I remembered her crotch pressed against my cock my imagination took it to the next level where we were both naked rubbing against each other. I could still smell her on the T-shirt I was wearing and that added to the intensity of the fantasy. Seconds later I was moaning her name as I fired rope after rope of cum all over myself and Megan's T-shirt.

I couldn't believe how much cum I had just blasted from my body. It was all over my stomach and chest. Suddenly I realised that I could no longer hear the water in the shower. Shit, how long has it been stopped? I listened for any movement but it was hard to tell for sure if I could still hear her in the bathroom or not. I really didn't want to be caught out like this so I hastily tucked my cock back into my jocks. I stripped off the T-shirt and used it to wipe up the excess cum that had landed on my bare stomach. I balled it up and sat it with my jeans and the shirt I was wearing earlier. I was rummaging through my bag for clothes to change into when there was a knock at the bathroom door. I turned around in time to see it begin to open. I hastily grabbed my fresh clothes and held them up to hide my still semi-hard cock.
Megan seemed to stare at me longer than was necessary but having said that I was doing exactly the same thing. She had a towel wrapped around her that was just wide enough to hide her pussy from view and just cover her nipples. I could see the change of colour on her ample breasts where her nipples began so I know they were just barely covered.

After a couple of very intense seconds, Megan cleared her throat.

"Ahem.. sorry for barging in, I'm not used to other people in the house. I brought you a towel."

She looked down at the pile of discarded clothes on the bed. I couldn't believe it when she reached down and picked them up. She held them to her chest, using the same hand to make sure her towel didn't slip. She inhaled deeply, clearly, she could smell my cum. I was dying of embarrassment and I was sure she was about to call me dirty or nasty or just yell at me. What she actually did do shocked me to the core. She smiled a big smile and winked at me.

"Mmm, I love that smell."

With that, she turned and walked out of the room. What the actual fuck? I was in shock and to my surprise, my cock was beginning to show signs of life again. I decided to get in the shower before I lost all control again.
Aunt Megan Ch. 03
Megan teases Nate as they renovate.
I had a nice long shower until I felt that my body was somewhat under control again. After I dried myself off I noticed that the door to Megan's room wasn't completely shut. Was it like that before I got in the shower? I couldn't remember. I moved a little closer to it, trying to look through without being obvious about it. I could see her bed from where I was standing but there was no one there. Seeing that Megan wasn't in there and not hearing any movement I looked a little closer. It looked as though she had been sitting on the side of her bed but that could have been like that all day. Okay, I'm getting paranoid now.

I went back to the room and put on clean jocks, a pair of shorts that I would be sleeping in and a T-shirt. I went looking for Megan and found her watching T.V. She too was in a long T-shirt that she was wearing as a nightie and I assumed panties but I couldn't really tell.

The rest of the evening went pretty quietly, mostly just idle chatter and watching T.V. There was one moment when Megan got up to make us each a cup of coffee though. She stood up and I couldn't help but watch as she walked to the door. Her shirt had stuck to her back a bit on one side and as she walked past I had a glimpse of her ass. One cheek was showing beneath the hem of her shirt and it appeared that she either had no underwear on or she was wearing a G-string. Either way, the result was the same, a lovely glimpse of her bare butt cheek. Sadly, when she came back in with our drinks her shirt had corrected itself. I won't say I wasn't disappointed. We sat in a comfortable silence as the T.V. Played some inane reality program. I was tired from the travel and the emotional ups and downs. By the time I had finished my drink I was yawning and struggling to keep my eyes open. I looked across at Megan and she was yawning too.

"You look as tired as I feel. I think I might go to bed so we can get a good start in the morning."

I nodded in agreement and watched as Megan stood up. She yawned widely and stretched her arms above her head. The process of stretching her arms above her head raised the hem of her shirt, my breath caught in my throat as it crept slowly upwards revealing a tantalising glimpse of her pubic hair. As though realising what she had just done, Megan brought her arms down again very quickly. I hadn't really seen anything in detail, just a glimpse and a very brief one at that, but it was a vision that will stay burned into my mind for the rest of my life. Megan grinned at me and was actually blushing a bit. She made sure her shirt was pulled down properly then made her way to the door.

"Well, I'll see you in the morning then, Nate. Sweet dreams."

I was definitely going to be having sweet dreams now.

"You too, Megan. Good night."

I waited for her to leave the room before standing up. I had another raging hard-on, no surprises there though. I turned off the T.V. And the light then made my way to the bedroom. I lay down on the bed but there was no way I was going to get any sleep any-time soon.

It seemed like hours I lay there trying to get to sleep. I couldn't tell you when I went from musing over the day's events to them turning into very erotic dreams but they were very sweet dreams indeed. I awoke with the sun peeking around the edges of the curtain. Something had woken me up but I couldn't tell you what it was. I reclined back and stared up at the ceiling, still in that halfway world of not quite awake but no longer asleep. I rolled my head to the side as I heard the door between the bathroom and my room quietly open.

"Rise and shine, sleepy head."

I looked at Megan who was smiling at me. I watched as her eyes slowly roved along the length of my body and her smile became a wicked grin.

"Well, I see you have already risen, now you just need to shine."

I was confused for a second then realised I had an erection that was standing straight up. It must have looked like I had pitched a tent in the bed. I immediately rolled on to my side and tried to hide my offending cock. I could feel my face going bright red in response.

"Oh don't be embarrassed, Nate, all guys your age wake up with morning wood. I'll leave you to get dressed while I make breakfast then we'll make a start on the painting."

"Okay."

I managed to croak out. It was the weirdest feeling; I was embarrassed that Megan had seen that but there was also a part of me that really wanted her to see more.

I managed to calm things down enough so I could put a pair of shorts and a T-shirt on. I followed my nose to the delicious scent of bacon and coffee and found a delicious looking breakfast waiting for me on the table. I ate while Megan explained what we would be doing today. I had obviously chosen the right clothing as Megan was also wearing shorts and a T-shirt. It was only eight o'clock but it was already warming up.

A lot of the prep work had been done so it was basically just the painting left to do. Megan walked out of the shed and handed me my supplies.

"Here's the paint and here's your brush. The ladder is over behind the shed. Let's get to it."

It really was warming up quickly and I had worked up a sweat in no time. I kept pulling at my T-shirt as it stuck to my body. Megan walked back out of the house carrying a couple of ice-cold drinks. I took one off her gratefully and all but drained it down. We sat in the shade of the house leaning against the unpainted part of the wall.

"It sure is warm today but it looks like we are really getting somewhere with it."

We had managed to paint one long side of the house and were about three-quarters of the way through the smaller back end. We were working our way around the house, keeping the building between us and the sun to avoid getting burned to a crisp in the direct sunlight. Megan looked up at the house and smiled.

"We are certainly getting it done quicker than I thought we would. I would still be struggling on the first wall if I didn't have you here. I really do appreciate it, Nate."

"Well it's only the first coat but yeah we will knock this over in a few days, and you're welcome, Megan."

Megan's gaze dropped from the wall to me.

"Are you okay, Nate? You look really hot."

"Well thank you."

I was just joking but in truth, it was getting really warm.

"Haha, smart ass. Why don't you take your shirt off you've gone bright red."

I don't know where the bravado came from but it just popped out of nowhere.

"I will if you will."

We both laughed for a moment but then Megan got a cheeky look on her face.

"Okay then, but it will be better for me than for you, I'm wearing a bra."

"Jokes on you, I'm wearing one too."

We both laughed but the fact that Megan thought it would be good to see me topless had me a little excited. Before I could over-think it and become nervous I whipped my shirt off. I didn't know if Megan had just been joking or teasing me but she gave a little "Mmmm." of approval. I was blushing again but I wasn't going to back down.

"Your turn."

She smiled at me as if to say challenge accepted. She pulled her shirt up and over her head and threw it down on the ground with mine. She may have had a bra on but it was one she had chosen with painting in mind. It appeared to be quite old and had worn thin. I could easily make out her nipples through the material. Her nipples were a much darker colour than the rest of her skin and they were quite hard, protruding and pushing against the material.

Without really realising it I let out a moan. I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts and I was reminded of this mornings tent. I adjusted my cock without any thought about it at all but Megan certainly noticed. Her chest was flushed and she stared at my hand as it squeezed my cock through my shorts.

"Ohh mmm."

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and I was more turned on than I had ever been. Megan physically shook herself then turned away. It was like a trance had been broken and she took the moment to finish the last of her drink.

"Well, we better get going if we are going to get this done by lunchtime."

She waved her hand towards the three quarter finished wall.

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

With great difficulty, I tore my eyes away from Megan's luscious body and back to the job at hand. Progress was slower now as I spent almost as much time watching what I was painting as I did sneaking peeks at Megan. By about twelve-thirty, we had finally finished the wall and I went to clean the brushes and tidy up. Megan went inside to make us some sandwiches for lunch. When I went inside I half expected her to have put her shirt back on but I was pleasantly surprised to see she hadn't.

We ate our sandwiches and chatted while I tried not to stare at Megan's breasts but it was a battle I was never going to win. At one point I completely missed something she had said as I was deep into a fantasy involving her gorgeous breasts.

"Ahem."

"Huh? What?"

As I looked up into Megan's face she had a very smug grin.

"Are you right now, Nate? Back with us?"

I could feel myself blushing, knowing I had been thoroughly caught out.

"I'm sorry, Megan. I know I shouldn't stare...It's...just. Well, you know."

My stammering just made things worse and I felt like a fool.

"Nate. Nate, look at me."

I looked up from the crumbs of my sandwich.

"Nate, you've got nothing to be ashamed of. You are allowed to look you know. There is nothing wrong with looking at something you like. In fact, I find it flattering you would want to look at an older woman like me."

"Yeah right. I'm just being a pervert. I'm sorry."

"Oi! Nate, you listen to me now okay."

Megan had become quite serious and I nodded mostly because I was afraid not to.

"If a girl is showing you something it's because she wants you to see. It's not like you are spying through windows or watching someone in the shower without them knowing. You are not a pervert, that's your mother's bullshit. She is just trying to pass on her insecurities to you."

Now from all of that, the main message I got was, "Your mother is nuts and I want you to look at my tits". Could this week get any better? I mean sure I missed my mates and Naomi but damn this was quite an education I was getting.

After lunch, we continued to paint for a few more hours before Megan threw down her brush.

"That's it, I'm done. I'm all hot and sweaty and I need a shower."

I had to admit that I had had enough too. My arm was aching and I was tired and thirsty. I picked up Megan's brush and took it to clean with my own. Megan joined me after putting the paint in the shed and we had it all cleaned up in a matter of minutes. Megan looked at me as though she had just had an idea and was thinking about it.

"Want to go out and have some fun tonight?"

"Sure."

I had no idea what that would be but who was I to knock back a night out with Megan? We went inside and the cool interior of the house was a welcome relief. Megan went straight through to her room and moments later I heard the shower running.

I went into my own room and after stripping down to my jocks I tried to work out what I would wear. I knew it wouldn't be anywhere flashy, which was good because I didn't have any; besides pretentious and formal is just not her style. In the end, I decided on a button-up shirt a pair of clean jeans. I heard the water go off in the shower so I got my things together for a shower and waited.

I was just waiting for her to tell me the bathroom was free, so when she asked me a question it took me by surprise.

"Nate?"

"Uh, yeah?"

"Could you come to my room please?"

"Oh okay."

I walked into the bathroom and placed my stuff together in a pile. I considered briefly putting my shorts back on but a small amount of bravado told me not to. I tentatively opened the door to Megan's room and saw her standing there wrapped in a towel. Her skin still damp and red from the heat of the shower. I stood there looking at her freshly scrubbed skin and had an almost overwhelming desire to kiss every bare bit of skin I could see and then explore what I couldn't see.

"Is everything okay, Megan?"

"Yeah, just all this painting has made the muscles in my back and shoulders very tense. Do you think you could give them a bit of a massage for me?"

Only a fool would say no but I found myself nervous nonetheless.

"I've never done this before but I'll give it a go if you want me to."

She handed me a bottle of lavender-scented massage oil then lowered the towel so that it was just around her waist. I couldn't believe she was totally topless in front of me. All the bravado I had felt a moment ago disappeared and suddenly I was a nervous teenager again, staring at my first real pair of tits with a tent in my pants and a quaver in my voice. Megan smiled a sultry smile that made my cock throb.

"Come on, Nate, it's not like you couldn't see them through my bra before."

"I know but, but, but this is different."

"It's not that different."

"It is for me."

She reached forwards and took both my hands in hers. She lifted them up and placed them directly on her breasts and smiled at me. As the initial shock wore off and instinct took over I began to knead them, marvelling at how they were both firm and soft at the same time. I could feel her nipples hardening beneath my palms and I loved the way her flesh was so warm and inviting.

"Mmmm now that's different to just looking at them isn't it, Nate? Mmmm yeah just like that."

I had begun running just the tips of my thumbs gently around her nipples as I squeezed and admired her breasts. I found my head, quite of its own volition, moving closer and closer to Megan's breasts. I was practically salivating, I wanted to taste her skin and suck on those nipples so much. I was about to remove my hands so I could get my face in there when Megan took hold of my wrists.

"Okay, Nate, stop...stop, it's time to stop now."

It took all of the self-control I had to release her and not to begin kissing her naked body. Her nipples were quite a bit harder and stood out further than they did earlier. My cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. Megan stepped back from me and I noticed she was blushing from her forehead to halfway down her chest.

"Well that was very nice but perhaps you should give my back a rub now that you have done the front."

She lay down on the bed and I watched as her breasts were squashed into the mattress. I opened the bottle of oil with shaky hands and poured a small amount into the dip in her lower back. I reached out and began coating her back with the oil. Megan directed me and I began giving her, what I thought was a reasonable back rub. Feeling her warm, slippery flesh beneath my fingertips was as erotic as any other experience I had ever had. When she moaned in pleasure it did something to me. I could feel it through her skin like a kitten purring. It vibrated through my own skin and ears and poured into me like an elixir that sent any and all spare blood straight to my cock. I was so hard it hurt, trapping my cock in the confines of my underwear. I was leaning across her body trying to apply pressure to her shoulder but the angle wasn't great.

"You know that would work better if you would straddle my legs."

"Oh um is that going to be okay?"

"Of course it is, the towel is covering my bum isn't it?"

She lifted her head up and glanced back, exposing her breasts again. I was blushing like mad as her face was level with my throbbing cock and there was no way she didn't notice. She smiled but didn't say anything, then wriggled a little further across into the middle of the bed.

"Come on, on you get."

I stood up on the bed, careful to place my feet on either side of her hips. I knelt down trying to keep contact to a minimum and making sure the towel remained between us. I looked down and noticed a large wet patch of pre-cum had formed on the front of my jocks. On top of that, the angle I had to keep my legs on caused my underwear to pull tighter across my belly but had created a large gap in the leg holes. At this point, everything was still covered but it was precarious at best.

"You can put more pressure on me, I don't mind and you aren't heavy."

I settled my weight a bit more on her and felt the soft flesh of her ass beneath me. It was almost as though her ass was cradling my balls. I leaned forward and began rubbing more oil into her already slippery skin. Once again she moaned and it was such an erotic sound, there was no doubt at all that she was enjoying this. I worked on her shoulders for a while until she told me she wanted something

else.

"Go lower, do my whole back please."

I began working my way down her back and every time I had been in one place for more than a minute she said the same thing.

"Lower."

Eventually, I had to scoot my hips a little lower to give my hands room to move on her lower back. As I moved back two things happened. My jocks, gripping on the material of the towel moved completely away from my leg and that allowed my cock to pop all the way out. The other thing that happened was the towel slid down, revealing her beautiful fleshy ass to me. If she noticed though she didn't say anything. I massaged further and further down, the whole time waiting for her to say that's far enough but all she did was moan in pleasure. By the time I was full massaging her ass, she was also gyrating her hips. The towel had slipped pretty much all the way off her ass now and was bunched at the bottom of her cheeks. I knew that if I could move it I would have a perfect view of her pussy and ass but there was no way I could move it without being very obvious.

I was trying to remain calm and steady as I massaged her ass but I was so distracted by her obvious pleasure, the gyrating of her ass and the most divine smell that had joined the smell of the lavender oil that I was losing concentration.

"Oh, Nate, that feels so good but I want you to do my shoulders again."

I attempted to pour a little oil into my hands but because I was shaking so much I spilled some on her ass. I watched as it trickled down between her cheeks. I contemplated trying to wipe it up with my fingers but I was sure she wouldn't be happy with that. My cock lurched as I thought about it. Instead, I reached up to Megan's shoulders and upper arms. Because I had moved down earlier it meant that it was further to reach up to her shoulders this time. Before it really had a chance to register in my mind what was happening my bare cock came into contact with Megan's ass, then thanks to the oil, slipped neatly between her cheeks.

The sensation was incredible and unfortunately caused me to lose control of myself. I instinctively thrust forward. My cock slid up the length of her ass crack causing us both to moan in delight.

"Oh fuck yes, Nate."

Not that I needed any encouragement at this point but her moan of pleasure triggered something primal deep inside me. I thrust again and again, my hands on Megan's shoulders for support were pinning her down. She was tilting her hips up and applying extra pressure against my cock as I thrust like a maniac. Within seconds I was gone, off onto planet bliss as I came with a force I had never felt before. Cum launched up from between her ass cheeks and landed between her shoulder blades. Squirt after squirt of cum landed on her back, coating her, bathing her in my cum. Megan had managed to get one arm under her body and was making very wet sounds as her fingers worked her pussy.

"Oh fuck yes. Cover me with your cum, oh god I'm going to cum toooooooo."

Her entire body became rigid then began to shake. Her ass was squeezing my still twitching cock, draining the last few drops of cum between her cheeks. She started twitching herself then became rigid again and started making a sound that was almost a cry of pain. She then let out a long sigh and she seemed to almost deflate beneath me.
"Oh god. Umm, Nate, I need you to hop up please, my legs are going numb."

"Oh sorry."

I hopped up off the bed and looked down at the mess I had made. Suddenly it hit me what I had done.

"Oh crap, I'm so sorry, Megan. I...I really didn't mean for that to happen.

Much to my surprise, Megan laughed.

"Honey, don't be sorry. There is absolutely nothing to be sorry for. I do need you to wipe some of this cum up before I try to move though, or I will have to wash my sheets before I go to bed."

I immediately grabbed the towel and began wiping up some of the mess I had made.

"Wow that was a lot of cum, Nate, I feel like I am covered in it."

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologising, Nate, I like it."

These words echoed around my head as their meaning sunk in. She actually liked that? Did she enjoy it? She's not angry at me? She doesn't think I'm dirty?

"Really?"

"Mmm yeah. I'm still tingling."

I was silent for a while as I thought about that and wiped more cum from Megan's back.

"Nate?"

"Mmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm alright. I'm surprised that happened and I don't really know how I am supposed to feel about it, other than it felt amazing."

Megan smiled.

"It's okay to feel good you know. How would you feel if I wanted to do it again?"

"What right now? I would have to get a drink first but if you want to."

My cock had already begun to stir again from looking at Megan naked and the thought that she wanted to do it again certainly gave it a lurch. Megan laughed as she watched Nate's cock begin to swell again.

"No, not right now, I don't think I could but I'm impressed that you look up to it. Maybe later tonight though, would you like that?"

There was no way of keeping the enthusiasm out of my voice no matter how hard I tried to be cool about it.

"Yeah sure. I mean if you want to."

Megan laughed again.

"Well we'll see how we feel later but for now I need another shower and so do you."

Megan rolled over and stood up. It was the first time she had stood completely naked in front of me. Although she seemed quite comfortable to be standing there naked in front of me I had the feeling she was trying to see how I felt about her appearance. I thought I just thought it but judging by her smile maybe I said it aloud.

"So beautiful."

"I want to teach you some things, Nate. I want to teach you how to be a good lover for that girl you're interested in and one of the first things you need to know is how to kiss a girl like you mean it. Quite frankly after what just happened I think you owe me a real kiss."

I was suddenly nervous again. This seemed to be such an important thing. Megan beckoned me to her with her finger and as the gap between our bodies closed there was a real sense of electricity between us. The moment I felt her naked body against mine was like a revelation. This is how it should feel. I leaned in and as our lips met my eyes closed. The softness of her lips against mine was like nothing I could describe. The gentle pressure somehow conveyed her need and I returned her passion. Our mouths were hungry for each other, her tongue was on mine and her breath mingled with my own. My hands roamed all over her sticky back and when one cupped under her ass I pulled her body into mine as though they were two parts that belonged together and I was trying to make them fit. I could feel Megan's breath becoming ragged and when she moaned into my mouth it shivered right through my entire body.

I don't remember how that kiss ended but suddenly it was over. We were both breathing hard, our foreheads pressed together, staring into each other's eyes. I was acutely aware of every part of her body that was touching mine. Her arms around my neck and shoulders. Her breasts pressed against my chest, the tickle of her pubic hair against my lower belly. The fact that my cock was once again fully rigid and pressed up between her thighs.

"Holy fuck, Nate. If you kiss her like that she will be naked and in your bed in seconds. Are you sure you've never done this before?"

"Absolutely."

"Then you could be a prodigy. By the way, you can put me down now."

I hadn't even realised I had picked her up off the ground. I mean it made sense that I was standing upright and we were eye to eye in such a way that she would have had to have been standing on something otherwise but I had no memory of picking her up. As I slowly released her she slid down my body until my cock, still between her thighs came into contact with her pussy. It was at the wrong angle to enter her but she still moaned as she slid down the length of it to be placed on her feet. The warmth and moisture coming from her coated me in a way that I wanted again and again.

Megan was quite flushed in the face as she gathered up her things and headed into the bathroom. I followed her through the door and then went into my own room to wait for Megan to finish her shower but she stopped me.

"Where are you going?"

"To wait in my room."

"No you don't, you can't cover me with cum and then not help wash it off. Get your ass in here."

She turned on the water and stepped into the shower then turned to look at me.

"Come on, strip off and get in here."

I did as I was told albeit somewhat nervously. She handed me the soap then turned her back to me. I lathered the soap in my hands and began soaping her back and shoulders as thoroughly as I could. I just loved the feel of her wet, slippery skin under my hands. I washed her back, shoulders and neck and then getting adventurous I began soaping her ass and thighs. Before I knew it I was on my knees behind her soaping her thighs and calves. My face was inches from her gorgeous ass and I really wanted to kiss it. I was just about to lean forward and do exactly that when Megan told me to stand up. Disappointed but not game enough to ignore her I did as I was told. She smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

"Thanks for that."

She then stepped out of the shower and left me to wash. I couldn't believe the way today had gone. It had been a turmoil of emotions but it had been so exciting too.

While I got dressed Megan called a taxi and we headed out to the local pub. We ate a late dinner and soon after Megan's friends began arriving and unpacking their band gear.
Aunt Megan Ch. 04
A night out together leads to a better night in.
On the trip home the taxi moved slowly down the road with Megan and myself in the back seat. It was two in the morning and my head was swimming; the fact that I had lost track of the number of drinks I had fairly early on wasn't helping but the alcohol was just part of the issue. Barely restrained lust was on the verge of boiling over too. Megan had explained before we left that being in a small town, everyone knew each other and half the band we were going to see were friends of hers. That was fine, I knew I could control myself, well I hoped I could anyway.

I was really looking forward to doing the whole adult thing of drinking at a bar and watching a band. The band were actually pretty good and played a lot of music I liked with a mix of rock, blues and rockabilly. A lot of it was covers but they also threw in a few originals that were pretty good too.

As the night wore on we had more to drink and I was really starting to feel it. Megan was having a great time making me dance with her as she flirted with me enough to make me rock hard but nothing so obvious to her friends. In between sets the band came and sat down with us. At one point, mid-conversation with the bass player, I felt a hand my knee and I knew it was Megan. Over the next ten minutes, I felt her hand slowly creep up my thigh until she was teasing the underside of my cock with her fingertips and giving me the occasional squeeze. I tried not to show my pleasure in what she was doing but it was so hard to keep a straight face.

When the band got up to play again Megan made a point of dancing with me in a way that leads to a lot of rubbing together of our bodies. I was sure her friends would see but they remained oblivious and nobody seemed fazed.

At one point we were standing at the bar having a drink and she turned to face the band and leaned back against me. She put one hand behind her back and suddenly I felt my fly come undone. I froze, wondering what she was going to do. Her hand snaked into my fly and her fingers wrapped around my rigid cock. Her hand slowly slid up and down a few times then her fingers found the pre-cum leaking out of me and began spreading it all around the head of my cock. Her hand felt so good as she slid her fingers up and down the length of my cock a few more times. I couldn't believe she was jacking me off in a bar, in front of all her friends no less. She removed her hand, clearly not wanting another cum explosion and in such a public place. She turned around once again and faced me. My cock was still somewhat exposed with my fly open like that and I was concerned someone would notice. With her back to her friends, she raised her sticky fingers to her mouth and sucked each one clean.

It wasn't long after that that we found ourselves in this taxi on our way home again. Although Megan was deep in conversation with the driver who she obviously knew, I was still reliving that moment she licked my pre-cum off her fingers. I was hard again and a little uncomfortable because of it. Megan drew me out of my reverie by reaching across and taking my hand in hers. The conversation between her and the driver didn't skip a beat but my heart sure did. If the driver looked into his mirror and saw us holding hands he would have some very interesting questions run through his mind. If we were caught fooling around at all it could ruin Megan's reputation but I have to admit the fear of being caught certainly added to the excitement of it all.

Slowly she moved my hand to her thigh. Not entirely sure of what she was doing I left my hand there as she lay it out flat, palm down, onto her thigh. When I didn't do anything she placed her hand over the back of mine and began to move it up towards her crotch. The whole time she kept talking to the driver. She removed her hand from mine for a moment and I felt her moving then her hand returned to mine. She slid my hand up higher until she was pressing my fingers firmly against her pussy through her jeans. Her fingers pushing on mine, showing me what she wanted and how. I began applying pressure myself and I could feel an intense heat through her pants. I pushed in hard and began a circular motion. I had no real idea of what I was doing but when Megan hissed in a breath and squeezed my hand in harder I knew I was doing something right. I kept up the motion for a little longer until she made a sound in the back of her throat and squeezed her thighs together hard. I immediately stopped moving then went to take my hand away, fearing I had done something wrong.

Megan grabbed my hand and leaned over to me.

"No no don't stop... Here."

She scooted forward slightly then when we were in a darker section of road between street lights she took my hand and slid straight down the front of her pants. It was like my fingers were hypersensitive as I felt the smooth skin of her lower belly, the slightly rough curls of her pubic hair, then the very moist, puffy lips. I applied just a little bit of pressure with my middle finger and her lips parted, all but sucking my finger in between them. Her pussy was so much hotter and wetter than I expected it to be and the suddenness of it all had me on the verge of cumming in my pants.

I had to take a few deep breaths and try to think of other things for a few seconds to delay and calm myself down. Megan moved her hand off mine and out of her pants to create a little space for me, then placed it back over mine outside her jeans. She again applied some pressure and began guiding my hand with her own. I heard a quiet moan escape her mouth but she soon went back to talking with the driver. I began moving my hand myself and was rewarded with another quiet moan. My middle finger was sliding up and down in her wet slit while the finger either side squeezed her puffy lips together and pushed my middle finger in deeper and harder. I could feel Megan's hips gyrating as she tried to guide my finger by moving her body.

I applied more force as she pushed against me and I sped the motion up a little. As I did I noticed she was getting wetter. Obviously, I knew girls got wet when aroused but this was so much more than I thought would be the case. It felt great and the wetter Megan got the more I enjoyed it. I was sliding my fingers up and down as far as her jeans would allow and on the downstroke, Megan began lifting her hips a little until eventually, my finger slipped inside of her. Megan moaned a little louder and I moaned as well as I realised I was inside her. It felt incredible; Hot, wet, tight but also incredibly slippery. Just the thought of my cock in my fingers place was incredible. I knew without knowing that it would feel incredible.

Megan started pushing harder and faster against my hand. She was making short hard breaths and gasping like a fish out of water. The struggle to stay quiet and not let on to the driver was becoming near on impossible for her. She turned her head and her eyes met mine. It was a look of combined shock and a burning desire.

"Oh oh oh"

She gasped and it finally dawned on me that Megan was coming. Coming because of me and what I was doing. Her hands reached up and roughly grabbed at her own breasts, squeezing them roughly. Her eyes never lost contact with my own until they rolled back and closed. As they did I felt her pussy contracting spasmodically and then a sudden flood drenched my hand.

I had no idea what was happening. Had she lost control of her bladder? Was this normal for a girls orgasm? There was a part of me that loved it so much that I wanted to make her do it again. I began to move my finger again but this time Megan leapt like she had been electrocuted. She immediately grabbed my wrist.

"No no, please, stop moving."

Whispering urgently and looking forward to see if the driver had noticed anything. She began tugging at my arm to get me to remove my hand from her pants. I obliged and was shocked at just how wet my hand was.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god."

I was worried Megan was having second thoughts about what had happened. Maybe she regretted it. Maybe she would send me home and just say that it wasn't working out or she would tell my parents that I had done something wrong and that she couldn't have me there anymore. Megan looked up and her eyes widened, then she began scrabbling about trying to do her pants up. She lifted her hips and did that wiggle thing to help pull her pants up a little higher. She was looking around through the windows and desperately trying to get her pants done up without alerting the driver. I looked up and realised we were about to pull in to Megan's driveway and understood her panic. There was nothing I could do but keep out of the way. The car crunched to a stop in the gravel and Megan opened the door straight away. She managed to stand up and do up the top button of her pants all in the one motion.

I got out the other side and watched as the taxi drove off down the driveway. Megan turned to me with fire in her eyes and initially, I thought she was pissed off at me but she soon corrected that idea. She prowled over to me like an animal about to strike.

"Well well well. You are a naughty boy making me cum all over your hand like that."

Considering the fact that she put my hand down her pants made the accusation seem a little unfair but I also figured now was not the time to be arguing with her. She turned towards the light coming from the house and pointed to the large wet spot on the front of her jeans.

"Look at what you did."

I was surprised that she came so much. I mean I had watched porn before so I knew some women got wetter than others and some even squirted sometimes but I always thought that was a bit fake. I couldn't stop myself from smiling though because in truth I was somewhat proud of myself.

"Oh, think you're clever making me cum like that do you?"

"A little bit."

"Oh, you do huh? Well if you're so damn clever, let's see if you can do it again."

Megan grabbed my hand and led me inside the house. She went straight through without bothering to turn on any lights. She was a woman on a mission. She led me straight into her bedroom then turned around to face me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and began kissing me. It was an intense kiss, full of fire and tongue and lips. It was wet and passionate and completely out of control.

My hands began to roam all over her ass and her back. I was torn between wanting to feel every part of her and pulling her in close to my body to feel her pressed against me. My cock was throbbing painfully in my jeans and was desperate to be let out of its confines but I was afraid that I would lose control the moment it was.

Megan drew back for a moment to take a breath and I took advantage of the situation and kissed her throat. Megan moaned as I did and it almost tickled as the vibration hit my lips. I kissed my way down her throat to her collar bone where I was interrupted by the neck of her t-shirt. At this point, it was like I was in a trance of lust. I was on autopilot and my hands just seemed to know what to do. I took hold of the bottom of her shirt and raised it over her head, only stopping my kissing long enough to let the material go past. I dumped her shirt on the floor and began running my fingers all over her back and sides. Still, I went on relentlessly kissing my way down her chest. The swell of her breasts felt amazing. So soft yet firm and the skin was so silky soft against my lips. My hands reached up to her back and although there was a little fumbling I still managed to release the clasp of her bra without taking my lips from her skin. I could feel her heart pounding under my lips.

"Mmm yes. Undress me as a man should. Undress me and make love to me, Nate."

Her bra released the weight of her breasts and I found myself between them. I could feel them pressing against my face from both sides and there was something beautiful and comforting in that. I turned my head and felt her soft flesh press against my face then Megan's hand began running through my hair and applying pressure as though directing me but without being pushy.

I don't recall how it happened but in what seemed like seconds, or perhaps hours or even weeks I found myself naked raised above Megan's body so as not to crush her with her nipple in my mouth. Megan was growling a purr of satisfaction as she ran her hands through my hair. It was at this moment that I remembered just how wet she got in the car when I made her cum. I wanted to do that again. I wanted to make her cum over and over until she couldn't stand it anymore.

My hand snaked down her belly until it reached the waistband of her Jeans. I instinctively undid that top button and was delighted to discover that she hadn't bothered to do the others up again. I wanted full access this time, I didn't want to have my hand crushed inside her jeans, I wanted the freedom to move. I reluctantly released her nipple and continued to kiss my way down her soft belly, past her belly button until my lips encountered the line of her pubic hair. The scent of her was strong in my nose and it was like the wildest perfume I had ever smelt. It was intoxicating and I wanted to taste her. I had no fear of whether I would like her flavour or not, I knew I would love her taste just by the glorious smell of her arousal.

I stood up at the end of the bed between her outstretched legs, my cock swinging before me with a drop of pre-cum hanging from its tip, and admired the view momentarily before leaning in and grabbing her jeans. I pulled them slowly down her legs and off her bare feet. She now lay before me, naked, wanton and all but burning with desire. The way she looked at me made me feel like more of a man than I ever had before.

Megan moved up the bed a bit until her head was resting on the pillow, then with her legs still spread wide open she beckoned me to her. I didn't need to be told twice. I got onto the bed between her legs then leaned forwards and placed a kiss on her belly just above her pubic hair. I kissed her again and again as I moved slowly down until I felt the top of her pussy. I kissed my way further down, using my thumbs to part her lips as I went. I kissed every feature of this new landscape and loved how soft and wet and delicate she felt beneath me. I let my tongue trail from the top of her slit all the way down to her opening. I could see her juices glistening and I lapped at them like I was starving and her cum was the only thing that could quench my thirst. Megan moaned and writhed beneath me as though trying to direct my tongue to her most sensitive parts.

I tried to push my tongue as deep inside her as I could claim all of her cum and she moaned again. I ran the tip of my tongue gently around her opening, flicking it like a snake tasting the air and sighed. She reached down and put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me up a little, directing me to the top of her pussy again. I began licking, then sucked the soft fleshy nubbin there into my mouth. She moaned loudly and held my head firmly in that position. I knew I was onto something now so I slid my tongue back and forth over that tiny nubbin and Megan's hips began to twitch.

I loved that I could make her feel this good as she cried out again. I could feel her pussy getting wetter as I continued my onslaught and her cum was coating my chin. I released her clit and moved back down to taste her cum as it oozed from her. Then went back to her clit. I kept this up for I have no idea how long but each time I went back to Megan's clit her cries got higher and higher until eventually she cried out and with both hands held my head in place on her clit as her hips bucked violently. I was unable to breathe and all but drowning in her cum and wouldn't have had it any other way. This was heaven, making someone lose control of their body in pure pleasure and all because of what you were doing was the greatest thing I had ever experienced. I was hooked, there was no turning back now, not after this. I had to have more, if this was a drug then I was an instant addict.

Megan released my head and I came up for air. Megan's chest was heaving as she had just run a marathon and the look on her face was a mixture of shock and lust.

"There's no way you haven't done that before."

"I swear I haven't, did I do okay?"

"Okay? Okay! Holy fuck that was good. Most men aren't interested in hanging around long at that but you...you...Oh god! I am still having aftershocks."

"So, that's good?"

Megan made a sound that was half chuckle, half disbelief.

"No, not good... fucking amazing. You can stay here as long as you want to if you will keep doing that to me."

I felt like I was glowing under her praise.

"Now, if you don't put that cock of yours inside me real soon I'm going to go crazy."

Suddenly I was back to being nervous. Would I do it alright? Would I cum too quick? Would I be a disappointment? I straightened up and moved up between her outstretched legs. I was unsure of the procedure, who does what, how do I get it to line up properly? But I needn't have worried. As I crawled over her Megan took my cock gently in her hand and aimed the end at her opening. I began to push forward with my hips until I felt the warm slippery flesh of her begin to envelop me.

"Slowly, lover, slowly."

I gently eased inside her and I was sure I had found paradise. The way she fit me so perfectly was incredible. Her warmth enveloped me like the most caring hug. I could feel her folds opening to me as I slid further into her. My cock was twitching, on the verge of coming but I managed to hold off. Once I was as deep inside her as I could be, I could feel our pubic hair mashed together and my body had the urge to begin stroking but Megan held my ass firmly as she looked me in the eyes.

"Just hold still for a bit and let it ease off. Let me feel you deep inside me."

I held as still as I could until I felt her pussy begin rippling around my cock, almost like she was slowly milking me with her pussy. She smiled up at me as she saw the look on my face.

"Does that feel good?"

"Oh god, it feels amazing. You feel incredible."

"Good. Now, I want you to slowly start stroking in and out."

I immediately did as I was told. I slowly began pulling out. Megan could feel when I was close to coming all the way out and pushed on my ass to push me back in. The feeling of her was incredible, the way she squeezed my cock as it slid back into her, drawing moans from us both. I did it again because the first time felt so good then, again and again, pumping harder each time. Megan tilted her hips a bit and wrapped her legs around mine, effectively locking me inside her and still I continued to pump harder and harder. We were both calling out and sweat was running down my body.

"Oh ... oh ... oh... yes ... fuck ... me ... fuck ... me ... fuck ... your ... dirty ... Aunt."

I don't know exactly what it was about this sentence that set me off but I became like a wild animal. Pounding my cock as hard as I could into her. I wasn't trying to hurt her but a part of me worried that I was. The whole time though she was grunting and showed no sign of pain or wanting me to stop. I pounded harder and harder, watching her tits bounce up and down her chest until they were almost hitting her in the face. Megan was coated in our sweat and was glowing in the light of the lamp in her room. Then it hit me. My orgasm roared up on me like a freight train at full speed and I had about as much hope of stopping it.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

I was practically roaring but Megan was cheering me on.

"Oh, yes. That's it. Cum for me. Fill me with your cum."

I saw stars. It was like an out of body experience. I came so hard it almost hurt. I forced my cock as deep and as hard into Megan's body as I could and released a torrent. It just kept going and going. Megan was all but purring.
"Yes, that's it. Give me your cum. Oh, I can feel it squirting inside me. It feels so good."

I was mesmerised by her eyes. It was like my soul was locked onto hers through her eyes. My arms trembled as they supported my weight and Megan's legs were still locked around mine. I was panting like I had run a marathon but I had never felt so satisfied in my life. I was beginning to get quite wobbly as the adrenaline began to wear off and I didn't want to fall on Megan.

"I need to move or I am going to fall."

Megan smiled a radiant smile and released me from her grasp. I slowly moved back and as my cock slipped from her body I sat back on my heels. There was the most gorgeous sight I had ever laid eyes on. Megan, naked, wet with a mixture of sweat, her cum and mine. I looked at her pussy and I could see it was still pulsing as it gaped open a little and a stream of our cum flowed out and down over her ass. It was a very inviting site and if I had had more stamina I would have happily cleaned her up with my mouth. I had never tasted a man's cum before but the thought didn't repulse me, I mean I hadn't tasted a woman's before tonight either. The thought of making Megan cum though was very exciting and the temptation was strong but my body was exhausted and beginning to shut down.

I don't remember much after that. I laid down next to Megan and asked the only question that mattered in the world right at that moment.

"Did I make you feel good?"

Megan chuckled.

"You surprised me. You made me feel incredible."

I began to doze off and was awakened by a strange sensation. Megan had got up and been to the bathroom. She had brought back a warm, wet flannel and was cleaning our combined fluids from my skin, gently, lovingly. She then pulled the sheets up over us both and I was sound asleep in seconds.
Aunt Megan Ch. 05
The best breakfast a guy could hope for.
I woke up because something was tickling my stomach. It was a light tickling sensation that wasn't completely unpleasant. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, still in that slightly awake but still mostly asleep state. I yawned widely as I wondered what it was that had woken me up. I then felt the tickling sensation again followed by a warm, wet sensation on my cock. That got my attention. I looked down and saw Megan's eyes sparkling mischief at me. Her hair was brushing across my belly and her lips were wrapped around the head of my cock.

"Ooohh, that feels so good."

She released me and grinned up at me.

"Good morning, sleepy head. Ready for some more fun?"

Before I could respond she pushed down and engulfed my cock into her wet mouth; sucking hard and flicking her tongue along the underside of my shaft.

"Oh god, yes."

She released me again and jumped up off the bed with a cheeky grin on her face. She was completely naked and looked absolutely delicious.

"Then come and get it."

She took off at a run. I'm not sure where the energy came from but I was up and chasing her in a flash. I ran out to the hallway and saw her disappear into the kitchen, giggling wildly as though she had lost her mind. I entered the kitchen just as she was leaving the back door. I crossed the kitchen and the door slammed shut just in front of me. I ripped the door open but didn't see her straight away, I just had time to think she had gone to the garage when she burst from behind a bush to my left. I was instantly after her and she laughed like a lunatic as she ran naked across her back yard towards the trees. I hadn't been this far down the yard yet and for a moment I felt a bit self-conscious being naked. I must have looked ridiculous as my cock bounced in front of me as I ran after Megan. My focus was almost entirely on her ass and when it disappeared into the scrub and tea tree I didn't hesitate to follow. Within seconds the lawn had disappeared and abruptly I was running in soft sand. Megan was still giggling like a lunatic as I closed the distance between us. The moment I caught up with her we exited the scrub and I almost lost my balance as I realised we were on the top of a large sand dune that leads down to the beach below.

There were people in the distance but they were too far away to tell we were naked. I stood there panting with Megan in my arms. She was panting too and there was a sparkle in her eyes as well as a huge smile.

"I love being out here naked, it makes me feel so free."

"I get that."

I understood where she was coming from. The feeling of the breeze on my skin, the smell of the sea, the sand beneath my feet all made me feel connected to the earth. I felt a connection to Megan too that I hadn't felt with anyone ever.

I felt Megan's hand gently touching my cock and cradling my balls. We had caught our breath and she was looking up into my eyes with a tender look.

"Nate?"

"Hmmm?"

"I want you inside me, Nate."

"That does sound nice."

"I love being naked out here but I have never had anyone make love to me out here. I want you to do that, Nate. I want to feel your cock swelling inside me, filling me with your cum."

The whole time she was saying this she was looking deep into my eyes and slowly stroking me with her soft fingers. I couldn't have said no to her if I had wanted to, which I definitely didn't. Megan slowly squatted down in front of me, never losing eye contact with me, and took my cock into her mouth again. She was doing things with her tongue that felt incredible. I lovingly ran my hands through her hair as she took my whole length into her mouth and throat. Her throat squeezed the head of my cock and dragged a moan out of me. I looked around and realised that the people down on the beach may not be able to make out details of us up on the dune but there was no denying what our silhouette would tell them. I found that it didn't bother me in the slightest if anything it just turned me on even more that they would know I was naked in front of them and receiving what felt to me to be an outstanding blowjob. I had no real experience to compare it to but it sure felt outstanding to me.

Megan released me and the breeze felt quite cool on my damp cock. Still looking up at me Megan looked as though she was pleading with me.

"I need you inside me now, Nate."

"Okay."

Megan turned around and presented her ass to me. I got down on my knees and began kissing her back and making my way down to her ass but she stopped me.

"No, Nate. Not this time. I need you now. I have to have you inside me."

I raised up again and positioned myself between her knees. I took hold of my cock and lined it up with her pussy. I moved it up and down a few times, teasing her entrance. I began to slowly slide myself inside her but Megan was having none of the teasing. She tilted her hips forward just a little to better align and then pushed back until her ass was pressed hard against my stomach. She stopped there and I could feel her pussy pulsating around me as though trying to adjust to this new intrusion. The whole time she let out a low snarling growl. It was animalistic and pure lust. I was glad she stopped for a moment because the sensation of her pushing back onto me like that was intense and almost had me coming.

When she was ready she began rocking back and forth on her hands and knees and impaling herself over and over on me. All I had to do was hold onto her hips and keep my balance. After several minutes of this Megan began speeding up and I noticed she was getting wetter as her juices started to flow out around my cock. The sounds our bodies were making were

wet and crude and entirely erotic. she stopped quite abruptly and pushed down hard on me. I could feel her internal muscles fluttering as she grunted her way through an orgasm. I looked down and watched as her ass contracted in time with the sensations. She began to breathe normally again so I began to take over the thrusting. I was holding her by the hips and gliding in and out at a steady rhythm. I kept looking down at her ass and watching the way it puckered and released in time with my thrusting.

There was a lot of Megan's fluids leaking from her now. It was dripping off my balls and making squelching sounds that I would have found comical in other circumstances. Eventually, curiosity got the better of me and I began to circle her puckered ass with my finger, smearing her cum all around it. Megan didn't say anything but she did start pushing back against me herself again. I took this to be a sign that she wasn't against the idea so I began to apply a little pressure with my finger. There was a little resistance at first but then my finger began to slip inside. I discovered that if I applied the pressure on the outstroke of my cock, then it slid in a little easier.

I don't know whether it was because she relaxed or if there is just a natural barrier to get past but I discovered that once past that her ass almost sucked my finger in. The moment that happened Megan let out a deep guttural moan and we both stopped moving for a moment. I could feel her clenching rhythmically as though she was trying to adjust to this new intrusion. I slid my finger part way out then back in again. Megan moaned and her ass began clenching at my finger again. I waited for her to settle down, then did it again. Once again she moaned but this time when my finger bottomed out in her she pushed back against me.

"Keep going...don't stop."

Doing as I was told I began to build a rhythm and watched mesmerised as Megan's back kept arching in response. I then began sliding my cock in and out of her in time with my finger but on the opposite stroke. Megan seemed to go wild and started bucking. Pushing back hard against me like she couldn't get enough of being filled. I couldn't control the timing anymore and I felt like I was hanging on for a wild ride now. Megan was grunting and making sounds like a wild animal and I could feel her clenching and spasming. Now, she was already very wet but I swear it was like she lost complete control of her self and

she flooded. My thighs were soaked and our bodies were making incredibly wet sounds as they slapped together. Megan's orgasm seemed to like a wild beast that took her over and her complete abandon spilled over into me. I could feel my balls pulling up tight against me and I came hard. I was grunting and calling out to her as each burst sprayed her full of my cum until it too was leaking out around my cock and still I kept pumping. Megan was almost screaming she was grunting so loud. I'm sure some of the people from the beach had moved closer and I had a distinct feeling they were looking in our direction but it just didn't matter. If anything it made the moment even sexier.

Megan's arms and legs seemed to let go as she slumped down in front of me. Her pussy was wide open and our combined cum was leaking out of her onto the sand beneath her. She was resting her forehead on her arm and it sounded like she was crying. I hoped I hadn't hurt her.

"Oh shit, Megan, are you okay?"

There was a long pause but because she was still panting I gave her time but it was long enough for me to start imagining the worst.

"Megan? Are you okay?"

She rolled her head to the side and looked up at me.

"Oh my fucking god. No, you didn't hurt me."

"Are you alright?"

Megan gave a wry little laugh.

"Oh yeah. I think you may have broken me a bit but oh yeah, I'm very okay."

I smiled as I felt the relief wash over me.

"Nate?"

"Yes?"

"I need your help. I don't think my legs will hold me up."

I stood up then helped Megan up until she was leaning on me for support. I could see her thighs shaking at the effort to just hold her up. I doubted she'd be able to walk so I reached down and swept her into my arms. She squealed in surprise then put her arms around my neck. I kissed her deeply then as I turned to walk back to the house with her we heard a cheer and the sound of applause from down on the beach.

We were both laughing now as we slowly made our way back. Megan smiled up at me.

"Well, it was quite a performance."

For the first time all day, I felt myself blush with embarrassment.

We got back to the house and after a shared shower we were once again in the back yard making slow love. I kissed Megan everywhere. There wasn't a single part of her body I didn't explore that day and we made love so often that the moments are all blurred together in my memory now. One detail blends into the next into the next.

By the end of the day we were both exhausted, dehydrated and a little sore. Some of the pain was sunburn and some was friction burn. We were too exhausted to do anything but sit on the couch and eat the takeaway we ordered in. While we sat there in a comfortable silence a summer storm rolled along the coast. It was still warm and the smell of rain was refreshing. The lightning was a beautiful display of natures power and was all the entertainment we needed for the night. I don't recall when we went to bed but I woke up the next morning feeling aches in muscles that I didn't know I had.
Aunt Megan Ch. 06
Is it all coming to an end for Megan and Nate?
"Good morning Nate."

"Morning. Are you as sore as I am today?"

"Oh yeah."

I sat up and Megan handed me the cup of coffee she had made.

"Oh god, that's good."

"Listen, Nate, I think maybe we should give it a bit of a rest today."

I smiled because it was sort of what I had been thinking because I was a bit tender too but at the same time I just wanted more and more of Megan. It was like I was an addict and she was my drug. what exactly the same thought I was thinking too.

"I have to admit that I am a little bit sore after yesterday."

Megan seemed to be relieved that I felt the same way. I tried not to let any disappointment show.

"I know you don't feel like it right now but after you've had some breakfast I think we need to go for a walk and perhaps stretch some of these kinks out."

"You're right, I don't want to but yes I agree, it would probably help."

The next hour or so was spent in a sort of slow-motion procession of coffee and sitting down. Finally, it got the better of Megan and she stood up stretching mightily. I admired her body as she stretched and I felt that familiar stirring again. I doubted whether I could make it through the day without making Megan cum. It was now my most favorite thing to do and I felt I would be happy to spend all day every day making her feel good. She saw me eyeing her and although she initially tried not to she couldn't resist giving me a sexy smile back.

"I've created a monster haven't I."

"If you mean a pussy eating monster, then yes you have."

Megan laughed, shaking her head ruefully.

"Only a few weeks ago you wouldn't have dared say something like that."

"A few weeks ago I had no idea how good you tasted and how much I would enjoy making you writhe and moan."

"Ha. Fair call I guess. Nate, you're not just making that up to get me to play with your dick, are you? You genuinely enjoy it."

I could have said some smart ass thing but this was a serious subject for me. I needed Megan to know, to understand just how much I loved doing that and how much I loved her for teaching me that it was not something to be fearful of but something that gave me as much pleasure as it did her. I walked around the table until we were face to face.

"Megan, I don't have any fancy words to say that will really help explain it but the things you have taught me and wanted me to do with you, well, Uh I wish I had better words for it but I just love it. Making you feel so much pleasure that you begin to lose control of yourself. That's just the greatest I have ever felt. Yes, I love it when you do things to me too but for me, the best feeling is always giving you the pleasure."

She was staring into my eyes and I had moved closer to her until I was holding her in my arms.

"Wow. No one has ever said anything like that to me ever."

"It's just the truth. I would happily sit down at this table and eat you for breakfast every single day."

Megan gave a small chuckle but then her face changed to an expression of wonder.

"You really mean that don't you."

"Yes, I do."

"Do it then."

"Are you sure?"

"Mmhmm."

I picked her up and kissed her hard on the lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back furiously. Our tongues were wrestling and our breathing suddenly became hard. I sat her down on the edge of the table and leaned her back. I reached down and undid her pants, then slid them, panties and all, down her legs. She kicked them off then lifted her feet up until they were on the edge of the table. I pulled up a chair like I was preparing to eat my favourite meal.

I sat down then grabbed her hips, dragging her body closer to me. Megan let her thighs fall apart and I watched as her lips slowly separated from each other. Megan was already getting wet and her lips were a beautiful pink colour. I dove straight in. I bent forward and placed a delicate kiss right onto her clit before I placed my mouth over as much of her pussy as I could. I sucked her lips into my mouth, tasting her delicious juices and smelling her arousal. Oh, this was heaven. I flicked my tongue repeatedly between her lips I licked her clit and then tried to push my tongue as deep into her as it would go.

Megan immediately began to moan. Her hips kept moving around as though trying to guide my lips and tongue. My cock was rock hard but I had no intention of stopping my oral onslaught until she begged me to.

I sucked her lips into my mouth again and explored their delicate folds with the tip of my tongue. Megan's hips began bucking slightly and she moaned again. I looked up her body and was delighted to see her face had an almost pained look on it and her hands were kneading her breasts. I sucked harder and flicked my tongue over her clit.

"Ooh yeah, don't stop... oh, oh, oh. Oh god, you're going to make me cum."

I don't know where the thought came from but I somehow knew this was something I should try. When she was so into her orgasm that she could barely speak I shifted. I released her clit and immediately began strumming it with my fingers. My tongue slid down over her now gaping pussy, lapping at the juices that were flowing from her then further down again. I prodded and probed at her tight puckered ass with my tongue as I stroked her clit and the resulting orgasm was so powerful that I was very nearly left with a neck injury and drowned at the same time.

Megan came hard. I t was wet and loud and as she thrashed about I almost came myself.

Megan's thighs rested on my shoulders as her calves stretched down my back. Her thighs were quivering and her pussy and ass kept clenching repeatedly. Megan was making animalistic sounds that made me feel like this was an even better effort than I had previously achieved. I had cum covering more of my face than the grin I was sporting. Megan slowly calmed down so I went back to cleaning her cum from her thighs, pussy and ass. I simply couldn't get enough. She moaned as though surprised but delighted that I wanted to go back for more. I kept alternating between sucking her lips, tonguing her clit, licking up the cum dripping from her pussy and sliding my tongue over and just a little into her ass. It didn't take long for another orgasm to wash over. She grabbed my hair quite roughly and ground her pussy into my face. It was rough and hard to breathe but I was determined and I loved every second of it.

She bucked and heaved against my face until all of a sudden she stopped holding me hard in place as she twitched and screamed. She eased her hips back down to the table as she panted moaned. She placed her hands on either side of my face and looked me in the eyes.

"What have you done to me? Oh my god. I want you to cum now."

"It's okay, I don't have to."

"I know you don't but I want you too. I want your cum all over me again."

With great effort, Megan sat up then stripped her shirt off so she was completely naked. She directed me to stand up then undid my pants, letting them slide to the floor. We moved around so that Megan was now on the chair and I was standing in front of her. She immediately began licking up all the pre-cum that had leaked from my cock.

"Mmm, I love the taste of you."

"Oh, Megan that feels so good."

"Call me Aunty again. Call me Aunty Megan."

"Oh Aunty Megan, I love it when you suck my cock."

This triggered some fantasy in Megan as she really went to town. She was bobbing her head fast up and down the length of my cock. She was making slurping noises and we were both moaning.

She released my cock but kept the motion going with her hand.

"Tell your dirty slut, Aunty Megan, when you're going to cum for me."

She went straight back to sucking me hard and fast.

I could tell she was getting off on being nasty so I played along as best I could. The problem was the dirty talk got me going to the point of no return. I was not going to last very long at all.

"Oh yes. Take your nephew's cock you dirty Aunt. Take it all. Mmmm good girl. Oh yes, that's it. Oh yes, oh yes here it comes. Take my cum, Aunty Megan."

The first blast went into her mouth but she quickly took me out of her mouth and shoved my cock between her tits.

"Yes. Fuck your Aunties tits and cum all over them. Mmm yes, that's it cover me with your cum."

It felt so amazing. I felt like my head would explode with joy as I came and came. I was still pushing out small dribbles as Megan wiped the head of my cock over each of her hard nipples.

We both showered, got dressed again then managed to actually get some work done. We finally finished with the painting and I had to admit that the house looked a whole lot better than it had the morning I first saw it properly. It's amazing what a decent paint job can do. We worked well together and we managed to keep the flirting to a minimum. The same can't be said for the rest of the time I was there though.

I learned things that I never knew about women and I spent so much time naked outside that I developed a tan in places where I have never been tanned before. It was the greatest experience of my life so far and I feel in some ways that I owe a debt of gratitude to Megan that I will never be able to fully repay.

The last week of my six weeks there arrived with a mixture of sadness and expectation. The weather was perfect and I was having such a good time, not just making love every day but working hard too. I also got to drive the Camaro a few times too. Behind it, all, though, was the knowledge that soon I would be returning to life at home. Megan had taught me a lot while I was there but the one thing she taught me that I don't think she intended to teach me was how sweet life could be when away from the influence of constant misery. Like I said earlier, my mother is my mother and I will always love her in a way but I doubted I could go back to living the way I was before.

As the final day was approaching, I began thinking of ways I could move out with my friends when Dad rang in the afternoon. I thought it was to organise what was happening tomorrow but as I watched Megan talked to him for quite some time, I could tell something was wrong. She kept asking him if he was okay but at the same time, she just couldn't hide the glee she was feeling inside no matter how much she tried to keep a poker face.

After a while, she handed the phone to me and stepped outside to give me some privacy. What I heard from my Dad was a mixture of trepidation and sadness but underlying that was a sense of excitement.

"Nate, plans have changed a bit. I am coming down to pick you up tomorrow okay?"

"Ahh sure. Is everything okay, Dad?"

"Yeah, Nate, I just need to have a talk to you about some things and I thought the drive back would be a good opportunity."

I was shocked. It sounded like it was just Dad coming to get me. Mum would never normally allow that.

"Is it just you coming, Dad?"

"Yeah it is this time but I'll talk to you about it tomorrow okay?"

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Okay. See you then."

That night Megan and I made love. I don't mean fucked like crazed animals, I mean slow, passionate, love. It was incredibly sweet and in some ways it made me feel sad. Although it was never said, we were both saying goodbye to what had been a beautiful time for us both. There was nothing to say that it could or would never happen again but it was definitely the end of a very important time in my life.
Aunt Megan Ch. 07
Nate catches a glimpse of the past when Dad comes to get him.
I woke up curled around Megan's naked form. Her slow breathing telling me she was still asleep. I carefully extracted myself from her and admired her naked form again. I went to the toilet and cleaned up. Putting on a pair of jocks and a t-shirt I went out to the kitchen to put the kettle on and perhaps think about making some breakfast. As I walked around the corner I nearly jumped out of my skin. There was Dad sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee.

"Jesus Dad! You scared the shit out of me."

He smiled up at me.

"Not literally I hope."

I laughed, I really enjoyed the silly banter when it was just the two of us.

"Nearly, it was a close call."

After the initial shock wore off and my heartbeat returned to a somewhat normal level I noticed there was something different about Dad. It took me a moment to put my finger on it but once I did it really surprised me. He looked relaxed. He wasn't looking around him as though he was about to get into trouble for something.

"You got here early, you must have left in the middle of the night."

"Yeah I left pretty early but I wasn't sleeping anyway and I figured what better things have I got to do?"

"I'm sure Mum would find something."

"Hmm yeah well."

I sensed I had hit a nerve but didn't push it and Dad didn't immediately elaborate. There was a strange sort of silence as I made breakfast. As I sat down Dad turned to me with a serious look on his face.

"Nate, we need to have a serious talk about something."

"Okay, Dad. Is everything alright?"

"Well, not really but it will be okay."

"What's going on?"

"Well you know things haven't been happy at home for a while and I just got to the point where I couldn't take it any more. I couldn't stand what it was doing to you, or me."

There was a pause as he took a deep, steadying, breath. A part of me already knew what was coming though. The strange thing was that I wasn't at all upset about it.

"Nate, I have decided that I want a divorce from your mother and I have moved out."

The silence in the room that followed that sentence was deafening.

"Oh ... okay. Are you alright?"

"I'm okay. Are you alright though? This must be a shock for you."

"Actually it's not really Dad. I'm kind of happy for you to be honest."

His eyebrows nearly hit his hairline in surprise.

"Oh. Okay. Alright then. Are you sure you're alright?"

"I really am Dad. So where are we moving too?"

I know it sounds harsh but I just assumed that I would be moving out with Dad. The thought of staying there with Mum didn't even enter my mind. I should probably be ashamed of that but it was just the reality, besides I doubted that Mum would want me there anyway.

"How about we sort all that out when you come home, Nate. You will need to talk all this over with mum regardless of what happens okay."

Now that will be a fun conversation I thought.

"Yes, Dad."

The smell of coffee and the sound of conversation had obviously stirred Megan as I heard her coming out of the bedroom. I was sitting at the table facing away from the door so I didn't realise until she had entered the room that Megan was still completely naked. To my absolute shock, Dad just smiled and Megan threw her arms around him in greeting.

"Hey Bro, You got here early."

"Oh Megan, you sure are a sight for sore eyes."

My jaw must have been swinging at this point as they both looked at me and laughed.

"Don't stress Nate. I am more than used to seeing my baby sister naked. Couldn't keep clothes on her as a kid. Most kids grow out of it as teenagers but not this one."

Megan let go of Dad and walked over to the kettle to make herself a cup of coffee. Dad was blatantly checking her out.

"Still got a fantastic ass too I see."

Megan smiled and sort of looked over her shoulder as though looking at it herself.

"It is pretty good, isn't it. Nate certainly likes it."

I could have died right then. I just wanted the earth to swallow me up and it showed on my face.

"Ah Nate, don't stress about it. I know what my sister is like, Hell it's part of the reason I wanted you to come down here. Get yourself an education."

I was shocked to say the least but not as much as when Megan went and sat on her brothers lap to drink her coffee. I felt a weird mixture of shock and jealousy and I had to go and try to figure my feelings out so I went to find all my clothes and pack them into my bag.

I guess this explained so much. If mum had even the vaguest inkling of the relationship between Dad and Megan then I'm not surprised at all that she didn't like Megan. Not that I condoned the way she hated her and as far as I knew nothing had happened between them once Dad and Mum got married but Mum was not one to take something like this lightly. Even if it was just a completely unsubstantiated rumour, she would have believed it. That's just who she was, always believing the worst of people.

The rest of the day was a weird mixture of emotions. I found that I was beginning to look forward to getting home to my friends and of course Naomi. For the first time since arriving at Megan's house, I felt a twinge of regret. Naomi and I hadn't officially decided to have a relationship or even to start dating yet but there was an unspoken thing between us that the possibility was there. It had been sealed with a single kiss the day I left. I hadn't cheated on her but I felt for the first time that it was a close thing.

I spent a good hour talking to Naomi later that morning and Dad and Megan were wonderful in letting me have that time alone on the phone with her. Again nothing was said about the possibility of a relationship but I felt closer to her after that conversation. I guess I knew it was heading in that direction now. I was no longer filled with self-doubt and I found myself beginning to imagine doing with Naomi the things I had done with Megan.

Before we left I wanted to thank Megan, not just for having me there but for everything she had taught me. I waited until Dad was busy elsewhere though as I wanted this to be between just us.

"Megan?"

"Yeah?"

"This sounds kind of silly but I just wanted to say thank-you. You know, not just for having me here and feeding me but well... you know. For teaching me things."

Megan smiled.

"Believe me it was my pleasure, Nate."

"I hope so."

"Oh it very much was but listen, Nate, we need to discuss the white elephant in the room."

"Hmmm okay?"

"Naomi."

"Oh, yeah."

"Now I can see that you are having serious misgivings."

I hung my head.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Oh yeah. There's something I want you to know."

"Okay."

"You have absolutely nothing to be feeling guilty about. You are not in a relationship with her yet, although I suspect you will be very soon."

"Yeah, it looks that way."

"Right, Do you want my opinion on all of this?"

I thought about it for a few seconds then nodded.

"My wish is that you take everything you have learned here these past few weeks and everything that you have taught me and apply those incredible skills with that lucky girl. I never really planned for any of this to happen but I do not regret it for one second. You have made me feel so alive and desired that the only regret I will have is if you don't make that girl feel as good as you have made me feel."

I looked up into her eyes to make sure she wasn't just toying with me.

"Really? I definitely made you feel that good?"

"Don't you see Nate? That is your superpower. You care more about making your partner feel incredible than your own pleasure. You have learned the secret to being a brilliant lover without even trying because it is just who you are. You make me feel beautiful and sexy and desirable."

I felt myself blushing at this high praise.

"Well I am glad I could make you feel that good Megan but you got something a bit wrong."

"What's that?"

"It's not a matter of trying to make you feel those things. I'm not trying to trick you into feeling that so that you will make love to me. I made you feel those things because it's the truth and you are just seeing yourself through my eyes. You are beautiful, sexy and desirable. That's just a fact."

"See. That's exactly what I mean."

Megan stood up and hugged me. I hugged her to my chest feeling her against me felt so right.

The drive home with Dad was one of very mixed emotions. I was excited to be getting home to Naomi. I felt really good about things with her now. At the same time, I was sad to be leaving Megan. I was really happy to be spending time with just Dad. It seemed like it had been years since we got to spend time together, just the two of us but at the same time, the closer we got to home the more I was dreading actually arriving. I knew Mum would not be pleased about this at all.