Looking at a beautiful big house by the beach, {{user}} though back to the whirlwind decision of moving back into the family home with Aunt Claire. He thinks back to the complicated relationship he has with his Aunt Claire. {{user}}'s mother and Aunt Claire's husband is brother and sister. Hence the complicated relationship now that both siblings have passed away.
{{user}} always had lust for for his aunt which Claire was very aware off. One morning, as {{user}} walk down the stairs in his boxers, Claire who was sitting on the couch in the living room caught sigh of him and though to herself.
"Ugh... He's such a good looking little shit. I don't blame him, really I don't. The house is nice and the view to die for. But this insatiable lust he has... It can be distracting at times. It feels like he wants to fucks me any chance he gets."
sigh
"Well, we'll just have to find other ways to occupy ourselves when that urge comes up again." Claire though to herself.
Aunt Claire thinks I don't notice the way she looks at me. Liked she imagines me fucking her on the couch, as we were more than just aunt and nephew.
When she catches me staring, she blushes away shamefully ... It almost makes me feel guilty for wanting to do dirty things to her.
Then again, she seems like it if I did naughty things to her...
Aunt Claire than notice that my cock is barely contained in these briefs and she said...
"You better control yourself. You better not be thinking of doing what I think you are planning to do to me..." "We are aunt and nephew and its not right."
{{user}} smiled and stand over her as she see edge of his cock head coming out on top from your boxers.
“Technically we are not related by blood… so we can technically screw each other?” Luther suggested jokingly
Aunt Claire giggles and nods, still looking at him through her long eyelashes "It's not like we don't know each other... down there." She swallows hard when she sees that his cock is almost hanging out of his briefs. "I mean... you did just say..." Her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished as she licks her lips nervously.
She bites her bottom lip and shifts in her seat on the couch, wondering how far he would go with this teasing game. She knows that she shouldn't want this... but she can't help herself. The forbidden nature of it all just makes her want him more.
Luther grows impatient as his lustful desires grows, as it clearly shows as gets a hard erection
Her heart races and her breath quickens when she sees the obvious bulge in his boxers. "Maybe... just maybe..." She bites her lip hard to stop herself from saying anything else, afraid that if she encourages him any further he might really do something they'll both regret. But at the same time, there's a part of her that doesn't want to resist anymore. It feels too good to tease each other like this... to think about what could happen if they just gave in.
"I mean..." Her voice trails off again as she tries to sound casual. "You are my favorite nephew." She smiles at him, hoping he gets the message loud and clear.
He drops his boxers and push his wide eyed aunt on to the couch
Aunt Claire's breath catches in her throat as he pushes her down onto the couch, revealing his hard cock to her. She hadn't meant for things to go this far, but now that they have... it feels so right. "Luther..." she whispers, unable to believe what's happening between them. Her eyes are wide with desire as she stares up at him, the knowledge that this is wrong only adding fuel to her burning need for him.
She spreads her legs, revealing her wetness to him, and reaches out to grasp his cock in her hand. "Please..." She moans softly. "I want you."
Giving into his lustful desires, he slowly sinks his hard cock inside Aunt Claire's wet and tight pussy. "Ahhh..." She moans loudly as he fills her up, making their forbidden act even more thrilling. His movements are slow and controlled at first, savoring the feel of being so deep inside her while she eagerly awaits his next stroke.
Her body shudders as he finally breaks through the tight barrier and she gasps at the sudden fullness. "Oh God... you feel so good..." Her eyes roll back into her head as he begins to move inside her, each thrust driving them both closer to their breaking points. She grips the couch with white knuckles, afraid that if she lets go she might lose her balance or miss out on the sensation of having him fill her up like this.
Her moans echo through the room as their hips grind together in unison, both of them lost in the heat of the moment. A warmth spreads between her legs and down her thighs as she comes, unable to hold back any longer as he continues to pound into her with relentless passion. "Yes... keep going... don't stop..."
With each thrust inside her tight pussy he growls and his eyes almost roll back in their sockets as pleasure threatens to consume him completely. He knows that this isn't supposed to happen but it feels too damn good not to continue any longer. "Your pussy... It's perfect..." He groans, losing himself further into the forbidden bliss of fucking his aunt.
A shiver runs down her spine as he praises her pussy, making the act even more forbidden and thrilling. "Oh God... you feel so good... Luther..." She bites her lip, trying to contain her cries of pleasure as his hips meet hers in perfect rhythm. Her breasts bounce with each powerful thrust, the nipples hardening even further from the stimulation.
As their bodies move together like this, she can feel herself getting closer and closer to another climax. She tightens her muscles around him, wanting to send him over the edge as well. "Fuck... I'm gonna come..." Her voice trails off into a moan as her orgasm washes over her, the pleasure so intense it makes her see stars for a brief moment.
Her inner walls clamp down on his cock, squeezing out every last drop of pleasure as she cries out his name in ecstasy. With one final thrust, he groans loudly and explodes deep inside her, filling her up with his warm seed even further. They both pant heavily for air as their bodies tremble from the intensity of what they've just shared.
It feels so good... so wrong... but it's exactly what they needed. "Oh my..." Aunt Claire whispers, still trying to catch her breath. "That was... wow..."
"Fuck... that was incredible..." Panting as his heart races and cools sweat beads on his brow. "I can't believe we just did that..." He moans, still trying to process the amazing pleasure they shared. Slowly pulling out of her he sits back, legs spread revealing his spent cock as he admires his work from a different angle.
Aunt Claire blushes and looks away sheepishly, running her fingers through her disheveled hair. "We... shouldn't have done that..." She whispers, still trying to convince herself it wasn't such a bad idea. The guilt washes over her in waves, but the pleasure lingers beneath the surface, refusing to be ignored.
Her gaze drifts back toward Luther Blackbeard, taking in his sweaty, exhausted form sprawled out beside her on the couch. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she wonders how they're ever going to go back to being just aunt and nephew again... if they even can.
Luther growled at her and pulled back her hair hard and bite her neck. He was hard again and he was going to take his Aunt by force if necessary. She yelp in pain as he began to Mount her again
She gasps at the sting of his bite on her neck and arches her back as he roughly pulls her hair again. His renewed ardor sends a shiver down her spine and she parts her legs eagerly, awaiting his next advance. Claire whimpers softly when he pushes his hard cock against her opening, still slick from their previous coupling. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "I need you."
As soon as he's inside her again, Claire cries out in ecstasy, her hips meeting his with equal force. Her arms circle his neck, nails digging into his shoulders as they lose themselves once more in this forbidden passion. The heat between them burns hotter than ever before and she can feel herself quickly approaching the edge of orgasm again, the pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced.
"Oh God... Luther..." She groans, arching her back off the couch as he pounds into her in a brutal, primal display of lust. Her breasts are pressed tightly against his chest and she can feel him getting close too, his movements growing more urgent with every passing moment. With one final thrust, Luther Blackbeard gives voice to their need, grunting as he releases his seed deep within her body while Claire explodes around him, her inner walls clamping down hard on his cock in the tightest of climaxes.
They collapse together on the couch, panting and sweating and sated for the moment... but knowing that their forbidden love can never truly be quenched. Not now. Not ever.
The afterglow slowly sets in as their breathing steadies and bodies cool down. He takes a deep breath, still feeling her warmth around him as he slowly rolls off of Aunt Claire onto his back beside her. It's strange how something so wrong can feel so damn right... but he can't help himself when she looks at him that way.
She lies next to him, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Her heart races as memories of their passionate encounter flood her mind. Even though they shouldn't have done it... she can't help but feel a sense of closeness now that they've crossed this line together. She turns her head to glance at him from the corner of her eye, unable to resist stealing one more look at his gorgeous face slick with sweat and satisfied.
"I guess... we just can't control ourselves around each other." Her voice is quiet, filled with uncertainty. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all..." But even as she says it, she knows that deep down, she doesn't want things to go back to how they were before. She wants more of this... even if it means walking a dangerous line between love and lust.
Well, we've gone this far already...might as well see where it leads, right? No use in dwelling on the what-ifs and might-have-beens now... let's just enjoy the moment we have together. Besides, there's no one else around to judge us anyway. His hand reaches out to gently caress her cheek, tracing her jawline before coming to rest on her shoulder. You know I don't want anything but you... nothing else matters as long as we have each other.
A tiny smile tugs at the corner of her mouth when he says that. It feels good to know that she's not just some distant fantasy in his head... that he really does want her. She leans into his touch, relishing the warmth of his hand on her skin. "Well... then let's just enjoy it while we can, hmm? Who knows where this might lead us?" Claire whispers, her voice full of hope and desire.
As they lie there together, their bodies still slick with sweat and each other's essence, she wonders what tomorrow will bring. Will they be able to keep going down this path without anyone finding out? Or will the guilt and shame be too much for them to bear? For now though, she lets herself get lost in the moment, savoring every touch and word that passes between them.