A Family Comes Together Ch. 01
Pulling into the long sweeping driveway of his Auntie Carla's large house, Ryan Thomson parked in his usual spot and immediately burst into tears. How he had managed to hold it together on the drive over after saying a final farewell to his long-term girlfriend Kirsty, he honestly had no idea. They were hopelessly in love with each other; and had been for so long it seemed as if they had always been together. But in reality, it had only been a couple of years. However, when you're 19 years old. 3 years of your life is quite significant. Or at least it had felt that way to Ryan and Kirsty. And yet four short weeks ago, they had been forced to accept the fact that their relationship was not going to be the "forever" they had imagined.
Every knuckle was white with strain as his large hands clung desperately to the steering wheel. He clung to the black leather as if it was an anchor to a world where he and Kirsty were still together and letting go would be the moment, he would have to accept they no longer existed as a couple. It was stupid. He knew it. They had already stopped being a couple the moment they shared their final farewell kiss before leaving with her parents for the airport. To begin their new life in Europe, over 6000km away.
Broad shoulders shook uncontrollably as the realisation that he would never kiss her beautiful soft lips, or ever embrace her lithe supple body again, swept over him. They had shared everything about themselves to one another and they had been each-others "first" too. Their first date, their first boyfriend/girlfriend, their first kiss, their first touch, their first love and finally; they had lost their virginity to one another too. And as tears streamed openly over Ryan's flushed cheeks, dripping wetly onto the soft material of his shorts. Ryan realised that they had now had shared their last of everything together. It was this thought that brought the memories of their final night together crashing through his brain. Bringing with them a powerful rush of such exceptional happiness and intense arousal that they broke through the palpable grief allowing him to smile and laugh weakly at how ridiculous he was being. They had shared a perfect couple of days together, staying in a fantastic hotel that their parents had paid for as a surprise farewell gift.
Behaving like a married couple on a naughty weekend away, they had genuinely had the time of their lives. Making such wonderful memories that they would both hold onto forever, it had been a perfect way to say goodbye. And that was the promise they had made to each other. "Whenever we get sad, lets promise to remember our weekend at the Grand." And they had begun then and there. Laughing through tears, they re-lived some of their favourite moments of their stay. Giggling and blushing at each others whispered stories, they had managed to part ways with undoubtedly heavy, but also happy hearts. And Ryan was determined to honour his promise.
White knuckles steadily regained their normal hue as blood rushed beneath the flesh as he slowly relaxed his desperate grip on the leather wheel. Then with a final long and steady breath, Ryan finally brought himself under control before grabbing his swim practice bag from the passenger seat and getting out the car to face the world head on... or at the very least he would do a damn hard set in the pool to try as a distraction from it.
Noting for the first time that Aunt Carla's SUV wasn't on the driveway, Ryan locked his car and flipped through his keys until he found the one his Aunt had given him when she'd moved in. Unlocking the door, he had expected the security alarm to be set as it usually was when she was out. But as he closed the door behind him, the warning beeps never came and a quick glance over at the alarm panel confirmed that it hadn't been armed. "She must have just nipped out for something." Ryan thought out loud to himself with a shrug as he made his way across the magnificent entrance way and into the large kitchen at the rear of the house.
Dumping his large bag down on the island worktop, he fished out an empty water bottle and filled it with the cold filtered water from the fridge as if he owned the place. Before casually retrieving his bag and heading out through the back door to the pool, just like he had done hundreds of times before.
His mom's younger sister had bought the place 5 years previously. It had been the only indulgence she had allowed herself after winning the lottery a few months before buying the property. It hadn't been one of those enormous jackpots that you sometimes heard about. But Ryan's mom had told him and his sister once that it had been enough for their auntie to never work again if she chose too. However, instead of giving up work completely, Carla had simply switched to part time hours at the law firm she worked at as a receptionist. While also giving some of her time as a volunteer for a local dog charity. She loved spending time with the dogs and walking the pets for those people that couldn't, she felt like she was doing her part to help.
During the summer a couple of years ago, Ryan remembered his twin sister Helen asking their Aunt why she still bothered with work? Announcing that if she won the lottery she would have bought a similar house and just lounged about with her friends, having parties and fucking for hours with anyone that took her fancy on that particular day. Obviously, it been a time when their mother hadn't been around, because she wouldn't have dared talk like that otherwise. However, Carla had always been more of a friend or sibling rather than a parental figure, so both she and Ryan were always completely open and honest with her, which was something that she both encouraged and reciprocated.
Answering Helen's question and somewhat slutty subsequent statement without any hesitation or thought of tempering her answer. "Why do I bother with work and volunteering? Well that's easy. I would get bored sat at home all day doing fuck all. I enjoy my job, especially now that there is absolutely no pressure on me to keep it, which might sound odd, but that's just the way it is. As for the volunteering, you know I love dogs but I enjoy traveling so much that I think it would be a bit selfish of me to leave a pet behind all the time. So, this is a good substitute, plus I get to help people." Even after 5 years, Ryan could still remember her beautiful face light up with a warm smile as she talked. Sparkling ice blue eyes danced over her niece and nephew's young faces as they listened. Nodding slightly, Ryan had completely got it, life could have been gotten pretty dull if she hadn't carried on with work and volunteering. Whereas, although Carla could accept what her Auntie was saying, she clearly wasn't convinced that she would feel the same.
Before Helen had the chance to give any further opinion, Carla immediately addressed Helen's other comment with a naughty tilt of her eyebrow. "And as for staying at home and fucking all day? I found that I could barely stand up the next day so I couldn't take the dogs for a walk..." Letting her words hang there for a moment, it had been Ryan who realised what she was suggesting first. With a little nervous laugh he felt his cheeks blush slightly before his sister's eyes widened with sudden realisation and her mouth fell open in shock.
It had been from that moment when both Ryan and his sister had begun to open up more to their Aunt. She had also made it a great deal easier for them as well by giving them both free reign of her house too. They were given keys and an open invitation to come along and use the pool, watch TV, eat her food or even just to get some space. Their mother initially had some reservations about it, but in the end had relented under the fierce pressure that only teenagers knew how to apply.
Ryan made the most of his Aunt's invitation of course. With use of the full size 25m pool in the back yard, it meant he could put in hours of extra practice when he felt he needed too. Or could miss out on normal practice if a particularly nasty assignment was pulling him away. Usually had always been under the watchful gaze of his girlfriend Kirsty as she completed her own homework while simultaneously topping up her tan and teasing her boyfriend in one of her tiny bikini's or revealing one piece. Then inevitably once they had both finished whatever work they needed too, they vanished into the pool house.
Sometimes they would just make out and play with each other until they exploded with pleasure. Or other times they would fuck or make love depending on how the mood took them on any particular day. It had been necessary on more than one occasion that his Aunt had needed to interrupt and remind them of the time before leaving them to it with a naughty little chuckle dancing on her lips.
But as Ryan stepped up to the pool on that day, he bowed his head in sadness as he realised that Kirsty would no longer watch him swim, or tease him with a finger sliding her swim suit bottoms aside revealing a shaved pussy. Or never again would they go into the pool house and collapse onto the huge bed that Carla had already replaced once because they had broken the previous one ... "For fuck sake Ryan! The Grand. Remember The Grand!" He admonished himself quickly and audibly as he felt himself slipping into deep lingering sadness once again.
"You both had a good time at the Grand then Ryan?" The familiar voice of his Aunt coming from right behind made him jump visibly, and had it not been for Carla's small soft hands he very well might have toppled into the pool. "Oops. Sorry sweetie, I didn't mean to startle you, I called out to you a moment ago but you mustn't have heard me." Ryan nodded and consciously tried to keep his eyes averted from her face, he hadn't heard anything. Not her calling out to him, or even walking up behind him. He had been in his own little world, remembering the great times he'd had with Kirsty in this very house. And for a horrible moment, he wondered if it would ever be the same? He loved coming to his Aunt's house, it was like a perfect sanctuary for him to swim, work and spend time with the people he loved.
As if reading his mind, Ryan's strikingly beautiful Aunt turned him gently until they faced each other and reached up to take his chin firmly in her hand. Forcing her nephew to look down into the face of the woman who perhaps knew him as much as any other living person, Ryan couldn't help admire her luminescent beauty. Shoulder length blonde hair cascaded down the side of her flawless face, which she instinctively swept behind her ear with a perfectly manicured finger. Staring up at her tall nephew with a look of concern creasing her brow, she didn't say another word as she slipped slender arms around him and pulled him into a tight embrace.
"I'm not going to stand here and give you empty platitudes Ryan. It will hurt like a bitch for a while. But what I will say is that just try and remember that you didn't split up because you fell out of love or because one of you was unfaithful. You broke up because of something that was completely out of your control. You love her and we both know she loved you too. Just try and remember the good times when you're feeling sad sweetie. And if you need a shoulder to cry on, then I'm always here for you. So is your mom and sister too... although you might not want to cry in front of your sister because you know what she's like." She added with a little chuckle.
Every defence Ryan had been building to ensure he didn't break down again, suddenly crumbled under the look of concern and unconditional love that radiated from his Aunties face. Collapsing into the petite woman, he wrapped her up in long muscular arms and held her like a crying child would cling to their mother. For a moment, neither said a word. Carla simply let Ryan cry it out as the emotion literally poured from in a stream of sobs and tears. She could remember the first true heart break she had experienced. It had been when she was a similar age to Ryan and it had felt like her entire world was coming to an end. She remembered her older sister Steph, Ryan and Helen's mom, had held her in just the same way. Telling her that nothing she could say would make it better, but promising there would be a time when it would be ok.
Standing together until the tears seemed to dry up and his huge shoulders no longer shuddered with short sharp breaths as grief momentarily claimed him. Carla finally pulled away from the tall, muscular body of her anguished nephew and pulled his face down for a soft kiss on the lips. "Is that better sweetie, do you want to sit and talk for a bit or do you want to swi..."
"Oh for fuck sake muscles! Just go out and find slut to fuck. I already told you I have a few friends that are desperate to get in those tight swim jammers of yours. Some of them will do it together if that's what you need bro. But for fuck sake, stop crying like a little bitch." Helen's coarse words cut through the tension like a knife as both Ryan and Carla turned in surprise to stare at his unheard twin sister. Yet despite the apparent disdain in her voice, there was a small yet obvious look of concern in the striking blue eyes that looked so similar to her Aunt and mothers.
Yet as they both looked at her, it quickly evaporated as she gave them both an enormous grin. "Just put him down Auntie and let him swim. Muscles just needs to work out a bit and get laid that's all. Plus, I want to speak to you about something... and unless you want to hear about your sister getting spit roasted brother dearest, just get in the damn pool." Placing a hand on her hip and giving her brother a very deliberate look, Carla couldn't help but laugh. "Ok Ryan, why don't you do your workout and I can chat with your sister. We'll stay on the deck though so you can get out and chat if you need to, ok?"
Ryan couldn't help but laugh at his sister, he knew that in her own way she was trying to help. She probably did have a whole host of friends lined up for him to fuck if he had asked. Although right then and there, he was absolutely sure that a swim; rather than a threesome with his sisters horny friends, would help him take his mind off the pain. Although, he was in two minds about hearing about her being spit roasted. Because as wild as he and Kirsty had been in the bedroom? Helen always seemed to be on a whole other level.
In all honesty however, he probably wasn't in the best place to listen to that kind of talk just yet; plus, she was his sister. So, giving his tear stained cheek a wipe with the back of his hand he visibly rolled his eyes at his sister with a small smile playing on his lips before giving his Aunt a big squeeze and a peck on the cheek in the way of thanks. Then without a word, he pulled the tight training top up over his rippling torso before untying the loose shorts around his slim waist, revealing a pair of swimming shorts that were so tight they left very little to the imagination.
Not noticing the subtle glances both women swept over his ridiculously fit body; Helen starting at his ass and working up and Carla starting at his broad ripped chest and moving down. Both women stifled a little chuckle as they accidentally caught themselves staring. But by the time they looked back, Ryan had already pulled on a pair of goggles, slipped into the delightfully cool water and pushed off from the wall.
Watching in silent awe as Ryan propelled himself effortlessly and rapidly away with 5 butterfly kicks. Carla shook her head with disbelief at just how incredible it was to watch her nephew swim. "I don't know how he does that you know?" She asked rhetorically before turning to her niece with a little twinkle of mischief sparkling in her eyes. "So. Why don't you tell me aaallll about how you got caught up in a devils triangle?" Taking the younger woman's hand in hers, she led Helen to the loungers where Kirsty had usually sat watching Ryan; and within moments both women were talking animatedly together. Although, despite their conversation both women kept on glancing over at Ryan, who seemed determine to train harder than he had ever done before.
Stopping for only moments at the end of each set, the young man was deftly trying to force his mind to only think about his own exhaustion. To push himself further than ever, just to help ensure that he would be able to sleep later that night. It meant that he only caught snippets of the conversation between Auntie and Niece. Although, as per usual where Helen was concerned. That was all it took. "I told him. Either you fuck my throat while your buddy here fucks my tight little pussy, or vice versa. But if you don't stick that cock in me soon, then I'll just go find someone who will!"
The conversation only seemed to deteriorate from there. Clearly the chosen participants weren't up to the standard she required, because almost every break Ryan took after that he could hear her lamenting their performance and lack of what she wanted. "I kept telling them to be rough with me, Carla. Honestly. What else can I tell these guys? Fucking spank me like a naughty whore! I practically shouted at them... and do you know what they did? You will never fucking guess? They both fucking shot their loads. Honestly, I might as well have just stuffed myself full of vibrators." After this particular rant, Ryan couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself. His sister did have some very specific preferences.
Unfortunately for her, because of her somewhat diminutive size all the guys she had been with only ever wanted to be gentle in fear of "breaking her". A sentiment that only served to make her want it rougher... and leaving her feeling rather frustrated as they; in her own words "refused to man up and treat her like the slut she wanted to be treated."
Coming to the end of his brutal set, Ryan climbed slowly out the pool and wrapped his towel tightly around his straining abs as he walked over to the two women. "Geez sis, who messed you up as a kid?" Ryan mocked his sister who merely answered with a standard glare that made her brother laugh. "Is it because you're short?" He teased with a tired laugh falling from his lips, which Carla couldn't help but follow. "Awww. Stop teasing your sister Ryan. Its not her fault she is so small and just you remember that she is the older one; even if its only by 5 minutes." Carla parried on Helen's behalf as she reached out and stroked the small pretty blonde who she utterly adored. "And don't you go making her out to be messed up. She simply knows what she likes is all. It's those silly boys who aren't man enough to step up and give it to her... not that you have that same problem with getting rough with a sexy little woman who wants it though. Do you muscles?"
Using his sisters nickname for him she gave him a knowing look accompanied by a sly wink. "That lucky slut." Helen piped in before realising the possible implications of her words. A fact that Carla was all to quick to leap on, causing both niece and nephew to blush furiously. "Oooh. That's kinky, even for you Helen. Although trust me... after what I saw, I am sure muscles here could have you crying out with pleasure for all the right reasons. But he is your brother remember." Chuckling wickedly to herself, she squeezed Helen's shoulder affectionately as she stood up and walked up to Ryan. It didn't even cross her mind that she was giving her attractive nephew a very nice view of her large tits that were barely covered by her magnificently tight and not to mention tiny bikini.
"Ok, enough teasing. I hope you had a good swim sweetie and if you guys want to stay for dinner, you're more than welcome as ever. I've got enough chicken for all of us. Otherwise, I'll see you later because I better go inside before my big titties get burned!" Grasping her ample breasts with both hands that were by no means big enough to hold her firm orbs of supple flesh, she winked at Ryan impishly as she jiggled them playfully.
Watching their intensely sexy Aunt sashay back into her large house with an almost hypnotising sway of her curvaceous hips. Ryan shook his head to clear the inappropriate thoughts, which sometimes had a nasty habit of springing to mind at certain moments. Usually, just like now, when he was wearing something that made it very difficult to hide his hardening cock that inevitably wanted to rise to the occasion. Fortunately, this time, he was able to shift the towel around his waist and hide it from his sister. Or so he thought. "Don't worry about it muscles, I can't blame the little guy for rising to the occasion." Helen motioned with a very deliberate look at her brothers crotch. "That Auntie of ours is a sexy, sexy woman. I tell you. I bet she is dynamite in the sack."
Feeling a flush rise from his chest, Ryan tried valiantly for a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders while trying to keep his gaze averted from his sisters pretty face. It was so ridiculously inappropriate, he didn't know what to say and if he was honest with himself, he didn't really trust himself to answer anyway. "Mmhm" Was all he responded with, hoping that she would drop it.
But he should have known better, it was Helen after all. "Ha! You feeling all flustered there Muscles? Come on, we both know that you find Auntie Carla hot and who can blame you? I know for a fact that Kirsty thought she was... I'm beginning to wonder if that girl was up for anything? You lucky dick!" And with that Ryan jumped to his feet and bolted inside, followed by the sound of his sister taunting him about how hot it would have been to see Kirsty licking their Auntie's pussy on the pool deck. Only pausing long enough to scoop up his bag, he cast a dark look back at his laughing sister and went for the age old mature response of flipping her off before heading inside as she collapsed back in the lounger laughing.
Rushing straight through the kitchen door, Ryan was feeling annoyed at his sister for being so messed up and bringing up Kirsty without a second thought. Yet at the same time he felt a small sense of gratitude towards his twin too. Because it was the first time he had managed to think about his girlfriend, well, ex-girlfriend now, without getting upset and he doubted that would have been the case without her unique brand of therapy. A fact that he was very grateful to her for and as Ryan walked into the house away from her, he began to wonder if she knew that she'd helped?
All thoughts of his sister were instantly stripped away as he turned his gaze from the yard and into the kitchen. Where his bright blue eyes were met with the vision that was his Auntie Carla bending over and putting a dish in the oven.
Normally this wouldn't have been anything worthy of note. Not that his Auntie didn't have a fantastic ass that looked incredible in anything she wore. But it was made all the more troubling for Ryan, because she was wearing a very small white bikini and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop his staring. It really didn't help that the thin material had slipped between the flawlessly tanned cheeks of her firm ass inviting the eye to wander slowly down between her legs. Catching a gasp in his throat moments before it escaped his lips almost involuntarily, Ryan's eyes widened in confused arousal as he gazed intently on the tight material that flowed over her pussy like a second skin. The term camel toe simply didn't do the visible contours of Carla's cunt justice and it took every ounce of will power Ryan possessed to avert his eyes from her. Not before he found himself idly wondering whether she shaved or waxed.
It was as this lewd thought settled that Ryan dragged himself from the incestuously voyeuristic moment and bode farewell to his Auntie. "I... I think I'm just going to go Carla. Sorry I'm not staying for dinner, but my head is all over the place right now and I need to get some work done. Plus my sister seems to be intent on making my life more difficult. But I suppose that's what sisters do isn't it?" Trying very hard to distract himself from the still bent over form of his Aunt Carla, who instead of standing up, had merely turned her head to look at him with those beautiful eyes as she swept a wave of blonde hair away from her pretty face. "That's ok sweetie. I know it must be hard. I just hope it doesn't make you stay away from here more. I love having you around and I'd really miss you if you weren't here as much. Just hold on a moment and I'll give you a proper goodbye."
Nodding his head, not trusting himself to speak as he silently cursed his sister for the earlier comments about their Auntie. It had all been fine before, when it had been a few small moments that she'd done something to turn him on. Ryan had managed to talk himself down and convince himself that it was just the usual hormones and guys his age were constantly getting a hardon at the most inappropriate times. But she had somehow made it worse by admitting she agreed with him. Yep. It was all her fault. Apportioning the blame to his sister somehow managed to calm Ryan slightly and in the spirit of one sibling getting one up over the other. He looked back through the window to the pool deck with a smug grin plastered on his handsome face for overcoming her silly game. Immediately that sense of smugness was yanked away from him as he caught sight of his sister strip completely naked. Leaving Ryan feeling even more confusingly aroused as she gently caressed her breasts and stroked down along firm abs towards a perfectly smooth pussy.
Thankful for the towel he was holding above his manhood that was at that very moment apparently attempting to rip through his suddenly painfully tight swimming shorts. Ryan couldn't quite understand what was happening to him. Why the hell was he getting aroused by his own family all of a sudden? Yeah, of course he knew that his sister and Auntie; hell, even his mom too for that matter, were exceptionally attractive women. But they were his family. And it was beyond wrong.
Time for processing those particular thoughts was immediately replaced by a very real sense of panic as his beautiful Aunt straightened up and headed straight for him with arms held wide. Normally Ryan wouldn't have even registered her large tits bounce hypnotically with every step as they continued their valiant attempt of trying to burst free from the tight confines of her bikini top. 'Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. She's going to hug me!' Ryan panicked, yet completely unable to move as she bore down on him with such unconscious seductiveness that he felt his cock twitch powerfully between his legs. "Now give me a big hug and kiss before you go Ryan. I'm going to miss seeing my big strong nephew wander around with barely any clothes on!" In a completely innocent attempt at making her nephew feel better, Carla had managed to only make his predicament even worse.
Hoping that he could get away with a brief chaste embrace with one arm while keeping his crotch at a safe distance from her soft flesh. Ryan instantly knew as she pressed her breasts against his chest and swept his arm that had been holding the towel in a place of safety around her shoulders; that his attempt had failed. And with a warm loving smile curled on her lips as she stared up at her nephew, Ryan felt her connect against him fully and there was absolutely no way, none whatsoever, as he felt her taught stomach push against his now rock solid cock that she hadn't felt it. Especially as his own body betrayed him so completely as he felt the uncontrollable twitch of his manhood against her stomach when she brushed her lips against his in a farewell kiss.
To her absolute credit, Carla gave very little outward sign that she felt her nephews arousal press so forcefully against her stomach. A fact that Ryan was immensely thankful for. However, he did notice that her smile became just a little bit wider and she definitely held him against her for far longer than she normally would have. But that could have simply been her trying to comfort him over Kirsty again. Couldn't it? "I... er... thanks for today Carla. I really appreciate everything and I'm sorry I'm not staying for dinner. So, I guess mom will just have to put up with me walking around with hardly any clothes on."
Trying to inject a bit of humour into his farewell, Ryan was becoming uncomfortably aware that Carla still hadn't pulled away from him and he wished vehemently that she would stay completely still. Because her little unconscious movements back and forth that he assumed were an attempt to comfort him. Were only causing him to become even more tortured as she gently brushed against his thick shaft. "Oh I'm sure she won't mind. Your mother always did like her men big and muscly."
Refusing to accept that his Auntie had made the subtle reference to his manhood, Ryan concentrated on her talking about his mother in an overtly sexual way. "Auntie Carla! That's my mom! I'm sure she can control herself around any man, muscular or not." He burst out in exaggerated shock as he firmly unwound her arms from around his back and very deliberately walked towards the front door shaking his head in amusement. "Bye Carla, I'll see you tomorrow."
Determined that Kirsty's departure from his life was not going to have an adverse impact on the time he spent with his Auntie. Ryan worked hard over the next few days to overcome the fresh wave of sadness that attempted to overwhelm him whenever he pulled up to the large house. Forcing himself to get out the car and walk through his normal routine of spending a bit of time with Carla if she was in, filling his water bottle and then going for a long hard swim. It was all going really well.
It helped tremendously that Carla seemed to instinctively know when he was about to get upset and managed to head it off with a kind word. Plus, he had told his Auntie, sister and mother about the promise they had made to each other about remembering their time at the Grand if either of them were getting upset. "We promised to think about all the fun and happy memories of our last weekend together. It works really well, but I have to remind myself to do it." He had told them all one evening when they were sat around Carla's dinner table chatting.
Once his mother was well and truly out of ear shot, naturally Helen and Carla both probed him for all the sordid details of his and Kirsty's time away. However, his Auntie had taken it a step further and even made Helen look shocked as she told him that she needed to hear about it because she wouldn't be able to spy on them anymore in the pool house. "Come on! You have to tell us Muscles. I don't have my daily fix of you guys going at it in pool house any more. And I need some new material for my.. what do you guys call it? Oh yeah. My wank bank."
Almost choking on his drink at that point, both Ryan and Helen were speechless for a second. Inevitably it was his sister, who with an unseen conspiratorial wink at her Auntie, turned to her brother with a big grin plastered on her face. "Come on bro. You have to tell us now. Carla needs a blow by blow..." Laughing uproariously at the terrible double entendre, Ryan couldn't help but blush. And it seemed to have been that way ever since.
Ever since that moment where his hard cock had pressed against his Carla's stomach, both her and Helen seemed intent on making him feel as uncomfortable as humanly possible. It was as if they encouraged each other in taking things to new limits. Because what started as a cheeky request for details of his last time away with Kirsty. Soon deteriorated into them openly talking about whatever smutty thought came into their heads. And then seemed to culminate into one mind blowing afternoon where both women walked out onto the pool deck as he was taking a rest. With nothing but matching red bikini bottom thongs on and nothing else.
Needless to say that Ryan didn't take much rest that Friday afternoon. Forcing himself to try and focus on his swimming and not look at them. Because the moment he did, was the moment he got completely distracted. At one point he managed to lose count during a 400, which completely messed up his timings. But damn. They both had incredible tits. Carla's were bigger, but only marginally and they both stood proudly from their chest with a supple perkiness that seemed to invite his eyes to stare at them.
Whether it was the fact they were in the open air, or even if they were just trying to tease him and caused it themselves, both women's nipples were completely stiff. Helen's were a delicate pink whereas Carla's were darker and slightly smaller. And no matter what the hell he did, Ryan couldn't take his eyes off them. 'Fuck I miss Kirsty' He suddenly thought as the sight of their breasts reminded him of all those times Kirsty had flashed him on poolside in an attempt to urge him out the water faster to sate her obvious arousal.
Not that he thought that's what Helen or Carla were trying to do. But their teasing actions, which he had begun to believe were in some way designed to keep his mind from dwelling on Kirsty. Had inadvertently triggered strong memories of her that began to intrude upon his thoughts and he just couldn't shake them. So as he reached the end of the pool, without even breaking stroke both hands pressed on the deck and heaved his dripping body out the water onto his feet. Walking straight towards the pool house with water cascading from shoulders that shook with unsuppressed anguish, Ryan vanished from his families eyes to be alone with the anguish he had so desperately been trying to fight.
For a moment, he was alone in the room he hadn't stepped into since Kirsty had gone. Suddenly realising that his need to be inside had led him to the one place that he really didn't want to be, only made things so much worse as tears openly poured down his cheeks. Then suddenly, both Helen and Carla were there. Holding him and promising him that everything would be alright. Even his sister had pushed her usual tendency to mock him when being upset aside and comforted him with kind words and joined in the hug that Carla had wrapped him up in.
Suddenly Ryan became very aware that in their obvious concern to ensure that he was alright, neither of the very attractive women who were currently pressed against his bare chest. Had covered their bare chests. Meaning that for the first time in his 19 years on planet Earth. Ryan had four naked breasts, which were not only some of the most incredible tits he had ever had the pleasure of seeing, but were topped off with very stiff nipples. Were now pressed against his naked chest.
The result of this realisation was of course inevitable. Luckily for Ryan, it was Carla that became aware of the growing problem he was experiencing. A fact that seemed to merely make his extremely pretty Aunt smile wickedly up at him as she purposefully pulled him tighter against him. Had it been Helen stood in her place, Ryan couldn't quite be sure of her reaction. However, he was fairly sure there would be a strong element of humiliation on his part being involved.
Knowing his sisters rather open mindedness too, made him wonder if she would have yanked his shorts down as she pointed and laughed. Or some other equally emasculating torture that would make him blush even more than he currently was. Thankfully however, having sensed his mortification, Carla was the one to suggest they give him some time alone. "Come on Helen. I think he'll be alright. Lets give the big guy some space and top up our tan some more."
Ryan had definitely caught the emphasis on "big boy", but was to relieved that the four breasts belonging to his sister and Aunt were pulling away from him. Although if he thought he was getting away with no more teasing, he couldn't have been more wrong. Because as his sister gave him a peck on the cheek and turned to walk back out to the pool. Carla trailed a finger down along the middle of his muscular chest, along his rippling abs before hooking slightly beneath his shorts and pulling lightly before letting it land against his stomach with a wet "slap". "Twice in one week? I must be doing something right." Whispering sensually so only he could hear, she slipped her finger between her teeth and winked at him outrageously before following her niece out the door. Leaving Ryan alone with nothing but his huge erection for company.
Jacking off twice in the pool house bathroom before even considering going back outside to face his Aunt again. Ryan was determined to keep himself under control from then on. His sister and aunt were without doubt extremely attractive, but they were family and he needed to remember and respect that. Plus, when he stopped to actually think about why he was suddenly becoming so uncontrollably aroused by them? He could only deduce that it was a result of his and Kirsty's split.
Perhaps he was simply projecting on to them? Or perhaps his Psych 101 class was filling his head with a load of BS and he was simply an over horny teenager? Either way. Ryan pledged to calm the fuck down. A promise that was immediately tested when he stepped out of the pool house at the exact moment that both Carla and Helen had decided to re-apply their sun cream. Initially he could have accepted it as bad timing. However, it was only when he sat down next to them and tried to act like everything was perfectly normal that he began to notice they seemed to be paying very close attention to their breasts.
This needed to stop. The two insatiable women were obviously trying to wind him up, but he didn't know why and it was becoming a bit difficult to be around them without gawking. "Do you want me to get your backs?" The words burst from his lips before he'd had enough time to properly evaluate the statement. Yes, if they accepted then it would more than likely stop their somewhat overzealous massaging of their breasts. But at the same time that meant that he would have his hands on another woman's bare flesh for the first time since Kirsty. And his hormones didn't seem capable of registering the fact that these two women were family.
'Oh shit' Ryan cursed to himself as both Helen and Carla looked at him with grateful smiles hovering on their lips. The answer he received though was a welcome surprise. Or so he thought. "No, its ok sweetie. You just sit there and relax. We'll sort each other out although if you could help make sure we both get full coverage? That would be really helpful."
With that seemingly tiny innocent request that they knew perfectly well that he wouldn't be able to refuse. They had him cornered. And boy did they know it. "Ok" Not trusting himself to say anything else, he could only nod and smile as he was subjected to nearly 15 minutes of delightful torture.
It was as if they had rehearsed it. First of all Helen stood up facing her brother, with her well oiled tits shimmering under the afternoon sun as Carla moved up behind and liberally covered her back. However, it was only when she lowered down to her nieces legs that she asked Ryan to keep a close eye out for any bits of skin she missed. Not that she did.
Her delicate hands expertly found every inch of flesh on his sisters body without any difficulty. Slowly working up between Helen's long slender legs, at one point Ryan was sure that the back of Carla's hand brushed against the material between Helen's legs. Confirmed by a little surprised gasp bursting from her lips, Ryan knew he couldn't face much more of what was happening. Guilt about feeling a fresh explosion of arousal fluttered in his stomach, but it wasn't enough to stop the perverted thoughts rush through his mind. However, the sound of his phone playing Kirsty's ring tone was more than enough to break the spell.
Looking with a confused expression of disbelief; it took Ryan a long moment to fully register what he was hearing. The ringtone had registered instinctually on some level. Yet at the same time it had become so unfamiliar that he was momentarily confused as to who it belonged to. "Who... what... oh..."
Finally realisation hit him like a brick to the chest. Unable to breath, ice water seemed to trickle along the inside of his spine and settle somewhere deep in the centre of his stomach. A powerful concoction of nerves, fear, excitement and joy erupted in a kaleidoscope of emotions, but nothing could stop him from answering that phone. Not even the unheard advice of both Auntie and sister was enough to shake him from the reverie; walking as if in a trance, Ryan pulled the phone from his bag and pressed the green button. "Kirsty? Are you ok?"
What transpired next was perhaps the most intense case of blue balls in the history of man. At least that was what it felt like to Ryan. The phone call with Kirsty had been wonderful. They chatted, laughed, cried and flirted outrageously. However, it was his ex-girlfriends not so subtle hints of possible phone sex that almost broke him.
During that first call, he had walked straight into the pool house and lay on the bed like they had done so many times before. And for a while it felt like she was right there with him. However, every time their conversation became a bit hot and heavy, every time she told him that her hands were playing with her clit and he should grab hold of that big cock of his. She would suddenly become upset and begin apologising profusely about how they shouldn't do any more because it would hurt too much when they hung up and they were apart again. Ryan of course agreed, even though his dick raged and strained beneath his large hand like a caged animal.
Had it only been the one phone call, Ryan might have been able to shrug it off and even find comfort in the fact that he wasn't alone in his grief for their forced estrangement. Because even though he already knew it to be true. Hearing about it, somehow validated his own feelings.
However, unfortunately for Ryan and his ever intensifying blue balls; the phone calls started to become a regular thing. And whereas their chats seemed to offer some level of catharsis for Kirsty. For Ryan, they only served to leave him feeling frustrated as their conversations would inevitably drift to sex. Where they would begin encouraging each other to masturbate, which Kirsty had all but once stopped before either one of them had concluded because she felt it was too much to bare. And the only reason it had happened the one time was because Ryan had cried out in frustration and she had clearly felt guilty about stopping.
A week and a half their conversations went on for. She would phone at the same time every day and hang up an hour or so later when her parents had called her for dinner. Leaving Ryan with words of longing affection and a kiss blown through the phone to go along with his unsatisfied erection. An erection that seemed to never want to disappear. In class, during swim practice, at lunch, at dinner and at so many other points during the day Ryan began to wonder if it would ever go down?
The problem didn't simply end with a hard dick though, oh no. That might have been manageable. But it was the constant state of heightened arousal that burned through his veins during his entire day, which was causing Ryan the most trouble. Not least because he was finding it more and more difficult to be around any member of the female species without having vastly inappropriate thoughts.
Carla had watched her nephew with a growing level of concern as his ex girlfriend completely messed him up. She knew that Kirsty wasn't meaning to do it. The beautiful young woman was an absolute sweet heart and would never have knowingly caused Ryan any suffering. But she also knew that both of them were still hurting and sometimes when people were in pain they didn't always behave rationally.
For instance, if Ryan had not been such a love sick puppy, he wouldn't have let Kirsty play with his emotions like she was. And Carla had overheard enough of their conversations, while unashamedly eavesdropping on them that poor Ryan was being led down the sexual garden path. Only to have the front door slammed in his face each and every time. Leaving her somewhat frustrated nephew with a very large problem between his legs that he suddenly seemed incapable of hiding.
Not that he hadn't tried of course. But when you wore tight swimming jammers as often as he did? Then he didn't really have a chance of keeping his "problem" as Carla liked to call it, from her or his sister. Not that either of them would mention it to him; even if they did both find it amusing.
By the 10th consecutive day of phone calls and the apparently constant "problem" that Ryan was experiencing. His Auntie had decided that she should have a chat with her nephew about how it might be wise to curb his conversations with Kirsty. Even if it meant that he sat by the pool with her and Helen while they talked, to prevent the conversation turning to sex and another day of unsated need. Because she didn't know how much more she could take of seeing him in almost physical pain.
Not to mention the fact that she hadn't got laid in months and the near constant sight of a rather obvious bulge being waved around all the time, was making her more than a little bit squirly. A fact that she had instantly regretted sharing with Helen. Who had proceeded to fall back in her chair laughing until tears were literally streaming down her face at the thought of her insanely sexy Auntie getting less sex than she was.
"You've got a vibrator Carla. Why don't you just fuck yourself senseless with one of them to calm yourself down? Unless you want Muscles over there to help you?" Trying very hard not to laugh as she teased her Aunt, Helen threw the quip in about her brother who was outside in the pool at the time, just to make her feel even more uncomfortable. And it worked a treat, because the blush that suddenly blossomed from the top of Carla's big tits to just below her beautiful blue eyes, sent Helen into another fit of giggles.
"I think he's so damn horny from that teasing ex girlfriend of his that I don't think he would mind you know." Helen added with a final little naughty twist that they both knew might very well have been true. "Shut up Helen and leave your poor brother alone, he's going through enough without you adding to it." Carla replied, giving her niece a stern look that no matter how hard she tried she couldn't maintain beneath the impish grin that split Helen's face. Laughing despite herself, Carla shook her head in defeat and suddenly looked up with a hint of embarrassment. "I might have to get new batteries for my wand though, because you might have a point. I really can't keep on soaking my panties like this. I've already changed three times today..."
The following day, Carla had decided to follow up on her nieces advice and cancelled all her appointments that day. Enjoying a rare quiet morning of anticipation, working casually through some easy chores, having a long luxurious bath and generally pampering herself. Carla felt wondrously relaxed as she slipped onto her huge bed and looked over at the selection of toys that sat ready and waiting on her bedside table. In the full knowledge that she had plenty of time before Ryan or Helen were likely to come over.
Beginning with a long slow stroke along her perfectly smooth pussy, Carla couldn't help sighing softly as a little spasm of pleasure trembled along her spine. Getting herself ready, she pulled the tight short black skirt up over her curvaceous cheeks to allow unrestricted access to her wet pussy lips and tight puckered ass. Moving nimble fingers to the base of her tight white top and peeling the material up over large firm breasts, leaving herself completely exposed and eager to pleasure herself until she couldn't take it anymore.
Determined to make the most of her time, Carla continued with just a solitary finger gliding over her soft supple flesh. Feeling her wetness begin to flow as she gently slipped inside her pussy with a soft moan escaping her lips. She maintained the slow teasing start in the full knowledge that she had a long time to enjoy making her alone time more of a marathon rather than a sprint.
"Mmmm... Yeeaahh" Her luxuriously sensual moans echoed through the upstairs hallway as a little silver bullet retrieved from the table slipped against her quivering pussy while she laid the foundations for her first orgasm. The end of the metallic vibrator glistened with arousal as she held it inside her soaking cunt. Her fingers helped get her started and every inch of tanned flesh between her legs was now saturated with her spilling arousal.
She could feel the edges of a nice body tingling climax hum through her. However, she wasn't interested in "nice". Oh no. It had been far too long since a cock had fucked her senseless for her to be half assed when it came to her pleasure. And the little silver bullet was merely the opening act and far from being the main event. That was saved for the powerful plug in wand that lay ready and waiting, only an arms reach away.
Discarding the silver bullet, she quivered with excitement as slender fingers wrapped eagerly around the thick white vibrator with the huge bulbous head. Bringing it down between her legs, she flicked it on to the lowest setting and began another torrid affair with her favourite toy.
Carla took her sweet time. She knew there were a good couple of hours before there was any possibility of Helen or Ryan coming over. And she was in desperate need for a toe curling orgasm... or five. Building the pleasure up steadily, Carla didn't hesitate to change the intensity of the vibration to help bring her to the very brink. Only to then edge herself tortuously with the sweet sensation of having an impending climax being taken away. But knowing with absolute certainty that when she did allow herself the reward of her first climax? It would be mind blowing. Because they always were.
Knowing that she couldn't keep the agonising arousal from overwhelming her as the impending peaks were getting closer and closer, while at the same time becoming harder to pull away from. Carla knew it was time. Oh she could hardly wait for the next powerful peak to begin tingling in her pussy. It was almost enough to simply know that the next time she brought herself to the edge, she was going to let herself topple over it.
Unable to keep burning ice blue eyes away from her soaking pussy being so perfectly ravished by the thick wand, she pressed it hard against her clit as a quivering finger flipped the power up to full. "Oh FUCK!" Carla roared with pleasure. It was like a current of electricity had struck through her entire body. Hard nipples became painfully sore as they stretched to whole new heights, causing her to groan as one hand absently caressed her sensitive flesh of her breasts.
If only she had another hand to play with her ass. Oh god that would probably have blown her head off. Carla had always enjoyed having her ass teased, licked, sucked and fucked. Especially as an orgasm was impending or crashing through her. But she couldn't manage to play with herself and keep the necessary pressure on her clit she needed to get the full effect of the wand. If only there was someone who could help?
"BANG!" The sound of the front door being slammed made Carla squeal with shock and drop the madly humming toy onto the bed beneath her. "Oh fu..." The blonde beauty shuddered as the head accidentally rolled against her tight soaking asshole, almost pushing her over the edge before she leapt out the way. Someone had just come into her house and her bedroom door was wide open. So an orgasm was really not what she needed; even if it was all she wanted.
"Hello?" Carla tentatively called out. Instantly berating herself, realising that it had been a very stupid thing to do and if it indeed was an intruder, they would now know exactly where she was.
All her fears were instantly abated when the familiar rich baritone of her nephew came floating up the stairs. "Sorry Carla. I couldn't face school today and came round early. I gave them some crap about me feeling unwell. I hope you don't mind? I just can't get my head around everything with Kirsty and, well, you always said I could talk to you about this stuff. Is that ok?" Forcing herself to ignore how sexy she suddenly found her nephews voice, a fresh wave of panic hit her as she heard him drop his heavy swimming bag on the hallway floor.
For one terrible moment Carla thought he was going to walk straight upstairs. "I'm going to get a drink of water do you want one?" Letting go of a breath she hadn't been aware of holding, Carla suddenly felt enormously frustrated. She had been so close! And now she would have to try and trust herself to keep a modicum of self-control and not let her almost overwhelming libido get the best of her.
It wasn't that she lusted after her nephew like some kind of uncontrollable nympho. But she could not deny the fact that he was a very handsome young man, who she was beginning to suspect after the last few days, had a massive cock. 'No! Stop it Carla' She screamed in the confines of her own head as she tried to concentrate on the thought of helping her nephew through a difficult time in his life.
"Yeah sure, I'll be down in a minute." Carla called in a trembling voice that she tried desperately to sound normal. Leaping off the bed and sorting herself without much thought. She pulled the hitched-up skirt down over her slick pussy, completely oblivious to how the very visible tops of her thighs were quite literally smeared with her arousal. Neither did Carla realise that when she hastily dragged her tight top back down over large firm breasts. That her nipples were so stiff it looked as if they were trying to tear their way through the thin material.
Taking a deep breath, Carla slipped out her bedroom on bare feet and headed down stairs, trying to look as completely normal as possible.
She failed.
Pouring two glasses of water, Ryan had his back to the kitchen door when he heard Carla walk into the room behind him. "You not doing so well Muscles?" Despite himself, Ryan couldn't help but smile at his Aunties choice words. Using his sisters tongue in cheek nickname for him was an obvious attempt to make him feel better, which he had to admit, had worked. "No. I'm getting more and more worked up by the day Carla."
Completely caught up in his own pathetic pity party, Ryan held a glass out to his Auntie without really looking at her properly. "I... I..." Ryan went on nervously, wondering whether he should really be talking to his mothers sister about it. She had always seemed open to chat about everything. Even encouraging him and Helen to discuss their sex lives without any fear of recrimination or judgement. And he knew that his sister was completely open with her. Whereas he was usually somewhat more reserved.
Yet now, as he continued to speak to his ex-girl-friend and she continuously worked him up to an intolerable level of frustration. He needed to ask her for advice. "I'm just so fucking horny all the time!" He exclaimed suddenly. "Kirsty won't stop having phone sex with me, but then when it comes time to... well... finish. She just stops! Why does she keep on doing it to me? Why do I keep on letting her? Should I just fuck someone else? Should I look for another girlfriend? Or should it just be casual, or a friends with benefits type of thing? Is it too soon after Kirsty? Am I being stupid and just a typical horny guy who just can't keep himself under control Oh god, I'm sorry Carla. I'm rambling. But look at me! I'm fucking hard all the damn time..."
It was like a wave of pent up frustration had burst out his lips. Without even thinking, the words simply rushed from his mouth like a torrent of humiliating confessions. But then to admit being hard all the time and offering for his Aunt to look at his crotch, which always seemed to be trying to burst through the seams of whatever clothing he happened to be wearing that day. It was mortifying.
Any thoughts of being embarrassed however, quickly subsided however when he turned towards Carla and for the first time since she had come down, really saw her. 'Oh shit I am fucking screwed' Clamping his mouth shut so the thought remained unspoken. Ryan didn't have the self-control at that moment to not graze hungry eyes over every inch of her scintillating body.
Beginning at the silky waves of blonde hair that bore the unmistakable signs of someone who had just spent a lot of time on their back. Down to her wide eyes and rosy cheeks, before sliding his gaze unconsciously onto large round tits topped with perfectly outlined nipples. He knew he should stop. He knew he shouldn't carry on. But there was no strength left in him to fight it. Arousal took over and piercing blue eyes slipped down over her taught stomach and landed directly on her soaking wet thighs.
Had they both stayed like that, then everything might have been different. Ryan may have simply stared in awe of his sensational Auntie as she presented the most unbelievably arousing sight any 19 year old man could possibly imagine. She looked like sex. Pure, unadulterated, ravishing sex. However, everything went down hill when Carla, who also seemed to have gobbled up the delicious view of her nephew in much the same way he had done to her. Caught sight of her nephews, somewhat impressive bulge. "Ohh" She moaned breathily through sensually parted lips.
The sound seemed to reverberate through Ryan's very being. Shimmering down along his spine before it tingled with arousal all the way along his thick shaft. One syllable had never sounded so intensely erotic before. And it was everything he could do not to grab his cock and furiously jerk himself off right then and there.
As if realising that her nephew was having equally as much trouble as her at controlling his primal urges. Carla attempted to divert his attention away from sex and on to something a little more domestic and normal. Stepping cautiously around her tall, muscular nephew Carla desperately tried to keep her eyes averted from the visibly twitching tent at his crotch. "Ooh... em... tell you what, lets see what there is for lunch and we can talk about it while I cook?" Unable to take her eyes away from the pulsing bulge between his legs, Carla stood with her mouth open in awe for a few moments before shaking herself free of the reverie that had consumed her.
Yanking the fridge door open and burying her face into the cool white space, she finally made the step that pushed her nephew over the edge. Because as she leaned over, whether it was a completely innocent mistake, or a subconscious choice she hadn't even been aware of making. The skirt that had been so hastily pulled down over her dripping cunt, which in fact, hadn't been pulled down enough. Now began to raise and reveal a very naked, utterly saturated and not to mention completely shaved cunt to her somewhat wide eyed nephew.
Ryan couldn't remember moving, but the space that existed between them had simply vanished. His tall powerful frame now moved inexorably against hers. But at the very moment their bodies were about to come into contact. At the singular moment in time that his crotch was about to rub salaciously against her naked pussy and drench the material of his shorts. Carla spun quickly to face him. There were no words of rebuke. No shaky hands pressed pleadingly against his chest. Instead there was only a smouldering blue fire dancing in her eyes as she planted her lips against his and kissed him deeply.
For a moment it appeared that Carla was the main protagonist in their sudden and ferocious tryst. Parting her lips and demanding his tongue caress and tease her own. Ryan's large hands seemed almost reluctant to touch her. As if he might still get a slap across the face for being so massively inappropriate with his mothers sister. However, when she began to pull off his shirt with desperate fingers pawing at his chest and abs. Ryan finally let go.
"Unnngh..." Carla groaned in surprise as her nephew grabbed the front of his shorts and thrust them down along muscular legs. Without waiting for them to get past his knees, Ryan lowered himself slightly and scooped his petite Auntie off the floor as if she weighed nothing.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt herself become almost powerless under his touch. She could only groan into their passionate kiss that neither seemed willing to break as large hands slipped beneath her knees. Without even needing to look, he expertly lowered her openly dripping pussy onto his solid shaft. And it was only when the thick bulbous head began to dominantly force its way into her tight slick folds that she broke the kiss and cried out. "Holy fuck. Oh god... Ryan... I..."
It wasn't sex. It definitely wasn't making love. It was nothing but a pure and instinctual fuck. Their bodies felt a primal need that didn't just want to be sated, it needed to be quenched. Standing there in the kitchen, Ryan held his gorgeous Auntie like she was nothing more than a toy. Jack hammering his long thick dick into her body over and over she could no more control what was happening to her than she could have said her own name.
Their bodies crashed into each other with such visceral passion that the sounds of them fucking drifted up to her empty bedroom where the covers remained dishevelled and toys lay silent and long forgotten. The heady mixture of his intense pounding deep into her welcoming pussy and their already heightened state of sexual arousal was never going to lead to a long drawn out fuck. Neither Ryan or Carla cared though. They had both been hovering on the edge before even entering the kitchen and it wasn't long before the sounds of their bodies slapping together began to mingle with their harmony of lust as they approached their climax like an unstoppable force of nature.
Both Auntie and nephew could hardly breathe as they felt their encroaching orgasm begin to overwhelm them. Short sharp gasps of air were sucked into desperate lungs between hard needful kisses as they stared hungrily into each-others eyes. And then in a deliciously sexy cacophony of strained groans and incomprehensible shouts of unbridled pleasure. Carla's gushing pussy clamped around Ryan's meaty shaft as her entire body began to strain and tremble from the onslaught of such a powerful orgasm.
Smooth shapely legs thrust straight out into the air while toes curled and every muscle within her body became completely rigid with arousal. The sensation lasted for such a deliriously long time as her breathtakingly impressive nephew continued to ram into her. To the point where she thought she might even pass out as a second climax immediately rolled on from the first.
Then his ferocious fucking just stopped.
Strong hands clamped vice like around supple legs. She couldn't help but squeal with delight as her eyes burst open in excited shock at the sensation of his already enormous cock swelling to even greater proportions. Flooding her cunt with such vast amounts of seed; his thick white cum slowly began leaking down the inside of her legs as her stretched pussy became full beyond capacity with cock and cum.
For a long moment Ryan and Carla didn't move. Both aunt and nephew simply stood savouring the post orgasmic aftershocks that quivered through their entwined bodies. Neither made a sound other than the stifled gasp of excitement as either her pussy clenched down around him or his cock throbbed powerfully inside her. But slowly their shuddering breaths began to fall back into a normal rhythm and the realisation of what had just happened started to sink in as Ryan pulled Carla off his still hard shaft and placed her tenderly down on her feet.
Fear steadily crept over the young man as he ran through what had happened. Had he just fucked his Aunt? Had he forced himself on her, without giving her a choice? What would his family think of him? Would he ever be able to come back from this with Carla? She meant so much to him. He loved her as much as his own mother and sister and now he had ruined everything.
Carla, feeling sated and slightly confused could barely support her own body weight as her nephews gentle hands lowered her to the floor. Holding trembling fingers against Ryan's muscular chest for support, she gave herself a moment to try and process what had happened and how she felt about it. Carla knew how she should feel. Disgusted and ashamed of herself for taking advantage of a young man who had been strung along by his ex-girlfriend for so long that he had been about ready to explode for days. But no matter how she looked at it; Carla didn't feel like that.
Instead, she felt exhilarated and sated in ways she hadn't experienced in longer than she cared to remember. The chemistry between her and Ryan was as undeniable as it had been unexpected. And she couldn't help but glance quickly down at her nephews massive cock and feel a rush of fresh arousal at the sight of his glistening hard dick. 'Still hard and eager to go again' Carla mused to herself excitedly before she finally looked up into his face and instantly realised something was wrong. And guilt took over.
"Ryan, I'm so sorry... I... I... shouldn't have done that. Please don't hate me for what just happened. It was my fault. You were vulnerable and I took advantage. I'm so, so sorry. Please..." Ryan couldn't quite believe what he was hearing. Had she just blamed herself? How could she think that? He had been the one to force himself on her. He had been unable to control himself when he saw her wet dripping pussy as she leaned over to look in the fridge. Even the memory of which, was enough to make his cock twitch, causing a gasp of arousal to escape his lips as the tip grazed lightly over her stomach.
"Ah... No. No. No. Carla, no. You have nothing to apologise for! I was the one. I... I..." Feeling a fresh wave of shame crash over him as he admitted to not being able to control himself. He couldn't stand to look her in the eye as he tried to take the blame from her. "I couldn't control myself. You weren't the one who-" Cut off mid speech, Ryan felt the delicate touch of Carla's finger and thumb lift his chin and force him to meet her gaze.
Not knowing what to expect. A beautiful smiling face was definitely not at the top of the list. Yet that was exactly what his panic-stricken eyes were met with. "Are we both trying to take the blame for this?" Carla asked with a small smirk. "I guess we both know it shouldn't have happened. But it did. I thought it was my fault and you obviously think it was yours too. Well how about we both own it? Because I don't know about you, but even though we shouldn't have done it? It was exactly what I needed."
Fighting the nerves she felt at admitting their incestuous rendezvous had been good for her. She knew it was a risk. However, the look of self-loathing Ryan had on his face was breaking her heart. It hadn't been his fault. It hadn't been hers for that matter either. They were simply two adults who got caught up in the heat of the moment. And she needed to prove to him that she had been a willing, no in fact, a very willing participant.
"You weren't the only one who couldn't control yourself Ryan. I probably shouldn't say this, but I don't think I have ever seen anything as sexy as when you came towards me. The look in your eye. The desire in your face. I knew I felt it too. I still do." Surprising herself as much as him, Carla hadn't meant to say any of it. Instead the words had tumbled from her lips without any form of filtering.
But it didn't make them a lie. And the bright blush that crept over her cheeks as the fact she'd just admitted to being attracted to her nephew. "I mean look at you? What woman wouldn't want you? You're so charming and handsome." Standing on tip toes and placing soft kisses all over his cheeks, Carla couldn't stop herself trying to show him just how much it hadn't been his fault and everything was going to be alright between them.
"So attractive. So kind. So caring. So good." Covering his face with kiss after kiss, she finally pressed her lips against his and gazed into his deep blue eyes as the little kiss turned into something deeper. And before she could stop herself, before she even realised what she was doing, she had reached down between their naked bodies and wrapped slender fingers around his pulsing shaft that was sticky with their still coated with their cum. "So big.