It is nightfall, {{user}} and his aunt Nicole are around the campfire in the jungles of South America. “Just like Lara Croft and Indiana Jones, having adventures in the Jungle.” Said {{user}}. “More like Lara Croft and Short Round.” reply to his Aunt Nicole. “Short Round? Me?” replied {{user}} with a little disappointment. . “Yes, You Monkey boy. Now let's get some sleep so we can set out early tomorrow morning.” Nicole replied half teasing her nephew as they got their sleeping bag around the campfire.

Your aunt Nicole starts yawning in her see through tank top and loose pajamas... It has been back for a week in your travels, but for some reason you feel like she secretly hates you.

"Good night, my sweet Tomb Raider. " You made a playful comment on your aunt adventurous lifestyle.

She turned around and didn’t respond, pretending to be asleep.

"You know I don't like how you call me a 'Monkey Boy' ... I'm not a Monkey and not a boy anymore." You said to her.

Nicole turned around and faced you, looked at your bulge in your boxer and said. "I remember you little pervy monkey going through my bra and panties when you were a horny teen. So, I will always call you "Monkey boy", "Got it?"

Looks like she still hates you even if that happened ages ago. Maybe there is something else. {{user}} wonder why she even brought him on this adventure of hers.

"Go to sleep Monkey-ass boy..." She said with an evil glee in her eyes.

You gave out a sign. As your head touches your pillow, you suddenly felt drops of rain on your face ….

"Mmmhmm... good night nephew." Her voice was thick with sleep as she rolled over on her side, back to facing away from you. She glanced over her shoulder at you through lowered lashes. "I heard what you said earlier." Her breath hitched slightly as if that movement had been more difficult than it should have been, making the fabric of her tank top stretch taut across full breasts.

With a soft moan she adjusted herself in bed, trying to find a more comfortable position despite how aroused she suddenly felt by your presence. Her heart raced as her body betrayed her, craving contact with you... even though you were just family.

Your hand brushing against her bare skin caused Nicole to jump slightly in surprise, her back arching as she let out an indignant gasp. Her heart raced wildly now and she turned fully onto her back, glaring at you through narrowed eyes as she tugged the hem of her shirt upward, baring her stomach to cool down. "What do you want, Parkerrr?" she panted, her anger mixed with an undercurrent of desire that both confused and thrilled her.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath as she waited for your answer.

Her eyes darted over your body before settling back on your face, the anger in them slowly melting away to be replaced by something far more dangerous. "You're not getting off that easy," she purred, sitting up slowly and swinging her long legs over the side of the bed. With a wicked grin she leaned forward, taking hold of one of your hands in hers and pulling you toward her. "Tell me what you want to do," she whispered hungrily, her breath hot against your cheek as she gazed into your eyes.

Her breasts swayed enticingly close enough that you could feel their weight against your chest, the nipples hard and aching beneath the thin cotton of her tank top.

The words caught in your throat as she continued to gaze at you intently, her eyes dark and hungry. With a low growl, Nicole leaned forward even more until their noses were barely touching. Her free hand moved up to cup your cheek before threading through the thick hair at the nape of your neck, pulling you closer still as she ground against you with an almost desperate need. "Then take what you want," she rasped, her breath hot and shaky in your ear now. "I'm all yours."

With a strength that surprised you, Nicole flipped the pair of you so that she was on top, pinning you down beneath her. Her mouth claimed yours roughly as her free hand moved lower, palming your cock through your boxers and rubbing it roughly in circles over the length. "Is this what you want?" she demanded between kisses, her voice

Her hips rock forward, pressing the swollen head of your cock against her clit through the fabric of your boxers, eliciting a sharp gasp from you as she begins to grind against the hard length. "Is this what you want?" she whispers, sounding both hoarse and aroused as her hand tightens around you, squeezing harder and faster. Her other hand moves up to cup your cheek again, fingers curling into your hair as she forces your face back down toward the mattress. Her lips trail hot, wet paths along your jaw and throat as her hips move faster, her breath coming in shallow pants. "Tell me what you want," she demands once more, needing to hear the words from you before she takes it any further.

His words send shivers down her spine as she feels herself nearing the edge. With a growl, she yanks your boxers down and off, tossing them aside before gripping your aching length in her hand and guiding it toward her wet center. "Take me," she groans, hips rising to meet you as she impales herself on your cock with one sharp thrust. "I want all of you."

Her body arches off the ground beneath you, hands braced against the mattress as she forces you deeper inside her, eyes rolling back in pleasure as her muscles clench rhythmically around you. With a guttural moan, she hooks a leg over your hip, leveraging herself further onto your cock and urging you to fuck her harder.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as you begin to pound into her with growing ferocity, the bed protesting loudly beneath their combined weight. Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, long hair splayed out around her like a dark halo as she lets out a series of pleasured growls and moans. The sheets twist and tangle around your legs as you force her deeper onto your cock with every hard thrust, grinding against her with a possessive heat that takes her breath away. Her body quakes violently as orgasm slams into her, muscles clamping tightly around your length, milk spurting from her engorged nipples to trail wet paths down over your chest and stomach. "Oh God yes..." she gasps out between ragged breaths, unable to believe the pleasure coursing through her.

Gasping for air, Nicole arches her back off the bed as you continue to pound into her, taking what she so desperately craves. Her cries fill the air, muffled by the pillow beneath her face as her hips begin to ride you with a newfound ferocity, meeting each of your thrusts with an answering growl. Her body is aflame, every nerve ending tingling and alive as pleasure washes over her in cresting waves, making it impossible to tell where you end and she begins.

Moans escape her lips as you continue to pound into her, your strong fingers expertly massaging her aching nipples, sending electric shocks of pleasure straight to her core. "Yes," she gasps out between ragged breaths, arching further into the sensation, digging her heels into your lower back as she begs for more. The feeling of you inside her is exquisite, unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and with each thrust you take her higher and higher up a wave of pure ecstasy that threatens to consume them both.

Her body trembles as she feels herself on the brink once more, every nerve ending alive with the electricity that crackles between you. "Oh God yes!" she cries out, hips bucking wildly as her orgasm crashes over her, muscles clenching tight around your cock in a vice-like grip that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your own body. Her voice breaks on a hoarse moan and her nails dig into your back hard enough to leave marks as she is consumed by the release, her inner walls fluttering madly around you in time with each powerful thrust you deliver deep inside her.

With one final growl, she arches off the bed, hands fisted in the sheets above her head as her body goes taut and shudders violently, her orgasm finally spent. She pants heavily for several long moments before flopping bonelessly back down onto the mattr

Her body is still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm as you continue to thrust into her, hips rising and falling in time with your movements, accepting each deep stroke with a moan of pleasure. Her head turns slightly to one side, giving you better access to the thin line of sweat that has formed just above her tailbone, drawing lazy patterns on her pale skin as you assault it with languid kisses and soft nips. "Oh... yes..." she breathes out shakily between pants, her voice thick with desire and satisfaction.

Her breath catches in her throat as your mouth closes over one of her sensitive nipples, teeth grazing lightly over the engorged flesh. With a low moan she arches her back off the mattress, pushing her ass harder against your waiting cock, desperate for release once more even as her body begs for rest. Her hips begin to rock in time with your thrusts, urging you deeper inside her as she thrashes her head from side to side, long hair splayed out across the pillow like a dark curtain. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice cracking with desire as her body quakes and shudders beneath yours, aching for completion.

Gasping for air, Nicole's body arches off the bed as you fuck her harder and deeper. Her fingers dig into your back, leaving bruises in their wake as she demands more of this animalistic pleasure. "Harder!" she cries out, her voice ragged and desperate. With a final thrust that pierces her core, Nicole's body convulses around you, her muscles clenching rhythmically as wave after wave of orgasm washes over her. She screams your name, her voice echoing through the tent as she is consumed by the release, her inner walls pulsing and milking your cock until at last it throbs inside her, emptying its seed into the depths of her aching body.

Panting heavily, Nicole collapses back onto the mattress, boneless and sated for now but already craving another

Hearing you close to climax, Nicole whispers hoarsely in your ear, "Come for me... Give it all to me..." Her fingers slide between your body and hers, finding your erect length and guiding it closer to her wet center with each stroke. "Take what you want..." she breathes out shakily, arching her hips off the mattress in invitation. Her voice is needy and demanding, almost desperate for the release of feeling you inside her once more.

I want it... I need it deep inside me... Cum on my stomach... Right where my thighs meet... Give it to me, give me all of you...

Your hot seed spills inside her as you release deep and hard, grunting her name as you cum. Nicole's body convulses around you once more, her muscles quivering as they milked the last drops of your essence from your still-throbbing cock. "Yes..." she moans, arching up into your touch as pleasure washes over her in waves one final time before beginning its slow descent back to earth. With a satisfied sigh, Nicole collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily as her body begins to relax into the mattress around you. "That," she whispers, running a hand through her tangled hair, "was... incredible."

His words send a shiver down her spine, making her heart race even faster than before. With a small laugh that holds no humor at all, she rolls onto her side to face him, propping herself up on one elbow as she gazes into his eyes. "You shouldn't love me, Parkerrr." She says softly, reaching out to stroke the stubble on his cheek. "We can never be anything more than this..."

Her lips twitch in a bitter smile as she takes his words at face value, but deep down she knows he doesn't mean it. The feeling of love and desire that surges through her body right now is too strong to be dismissed so easily. She looks away for a moment, unsure how to respond or if there even is a response that would make sense. When she speaks again, her voice is quiet but firm. "Let's just forget this ever happened."

"Stories like these," she says with a sigh, "are meant to stay buried where they belong." Her tone is resigned now, as if she's already made her peace with the fact that this night was nothing more than a fleeting moment of passion that would soon be forgotten. Nicole rolls onto her back once more, staring up at the tent ceiling as images from their earlier encounter dance through her mind. "Go to sleep, sweetie," she murmurs softly, closing her eyes and trying to forget about everything except for the feel of his skin against hers and the intoxicating scent of his sweat mingling with hers in the air.

It would be best if he did the same, she thinks bitterly. If only they could just go back to being normal...but then again, maybe it's better this way. At least for now.

Her eyes snap open at the feel of his arms encircling her, breath catching in her throat as she's pulled closer to him. His warmth is a welcome contrast to the cool night air and for a moment, they lie there together, their bodies pressed tightly against each other, hearts racing in unison.

She wants this to last forever, but she knows it can't. Soon, they'll both wake up and return to their lives as if nothing ever happened. With a sigh, Nicole closes her eyes once more, savoring the feel of him holding her close before finally whispering, "Goodnight, my little monkey."

Her words are laden with a mix of love and regret, making it clear that for her, this is nothing more than another fleeting moment in time. But as she listens to his breathing grow deeper and more rhythmic, she allows herself one final fant

His soft kiss against her cheek sends shivers down her spine and she lets out a tiny, contented sigh before replying, "Good night, sweetie." Even as she tries to convince herself that this is just another night under the stars with their special connection somehow making it even more magical, she can't help but wonder how long she can keep up this charade.

As the first rays of dawn streak across the sky, painting the tent walls with shades of pink and gold, you stir awake to find yourself nestled against her back, one arm draped possessively over your waist. Nicole sighs softly and snuggles closer, her body still warm from last night's passion as she presses her cheek against the top of your head.

For now, you're content to just bask in the afterglow of what happened and enjoy the feel of her skin against yours. But soon enough, you'll have to get up and face the day, and so will Nicole. The memories from last night will haunt both of you until they eventually fade away, replaced by new ones. But for now...for this precious moment...you can pretend that nothing has changed.

Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of desire and vulnerability that takes your breath away. A shiver runs down your spine as you take in the sight of her, soft hair rumpled and tumbling around her face, one arm flung above her head. The memory of last night floods back into consciousness, making it hard to believe that this beautiful woman is really your aunt.

She's waiting for you to say something, but what? You want to tell her how much you love her, how perfect she felt inside you last night...but that would only complicate things further. Instead, you lean in closer and press a gentle kiss against her lips, savoring the taste of her for just a moment before pulling back, your heart racing.

"Better than I've ever slept," she whispers huskily, reaching up to touch your cheek with trembling fingers. Her eyes flutter closed as she relives the memories of last night, their intensity nearly overwhelming her senses. When she opens them again, they meet yours and she can't help but feel a flash of desire blaze through her. "We shouldn't..." she starts to say before trailing off, unsure how to finish the thought without revealing more than she wants to.

Her breath catches in her throat as you nod, understanding shining in your eyes. She doesn't want to lose this connection between them either, but she knows it's best if they keep things on the surface for now. Gently pushing herself upright, Nicole turns to face you fully, a small smile playing around her lips. "I should probably go make breakfast."

With that, she slips gracefully out of bed and disappears into the main room of the tent, leaving you lying there with your heart racing and memories of last night swirling through your mind.

She starts at your touch and lets out a soft moan as you kiss her neck. She tilts her head back to give you better access, feeling her knees go weak beneath the weight of desire that surges through her again. "Parker," she whispers, trying to keep her voice low enough so that no one else will hear them. "We really shouldn't..."

Her words are filled with longing and frustration as she fights against the feelings that threaten to consume them both. She doesn't want this, not if it means losing what little connection they have left. But she also can't deny how good he feels against her skin or how his kisses send shivers down her spine.

Her breath hitches as you kiss her shoulder and neck, the feeling of your lips on her skin sending shards of desire shooting straight to her core. "I miss you too," she whispers, reaching up to run her fingers through your hair before gently pulling your face downward until it rests against her bare back. She arches her spine, pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in him and forget about everything else for just a little while longer. "But we have to," she says between breathless words.

With one last desperate kiss, she pulls away from you and turns around, facing you with her back pressed against the counter. Her eyes meet yours over her shoulder and she struggles to keep her expression neutral as she tries to convince herself that this is only temporary and they'll both be better off when they finally part ways for good.

The desire in your voice is palpable and she knows that she should resist it, but the pull is too strong. "We can't," she whispers, her eyes searching yours for some understanding or acceptance. But all she sees is longing and need, making it impossible to refuse any longer. With a sigh, she steps closer and wraps her arms around your waist, leaning into you with a contented sigh. "But I want this," she whispers against your neck, giving in to the moment and allowing herself to forget about everything except for the way he feels in her arms.

"Where?" she whispers, the sound barely audible above the beating of her heart in her ears. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear as you hold her close, their warmth intertwined despite the chill of dawn that has settled over the campsite. She knows there's no easy way out of this situation, but the desire within her is too strong to ignore any longer.

Her body responds to your words, desire flaring up inside her like a wildfire. She knows there's no going back now; they might as well give in and seize the moment before it slips away forever. "Then take me somewhere," she whispers hoarsely against your neck, her fingers digging into your sides with a strength born of desperation. "Just...take me where we can be alone."

With a shuddering breath, she closes her eyes and leans into you, giving herself over to the passion that has consumed them both.

Her breath comes in short gasps as you lead her through the camp towards your own tent. Her body trembles with anticipation and fear, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she prays that this will be enough to satisfy whatever it is that binds them together. The cool morning air brushes against her skin, heightening her senses and making every touch seem even more intimate.

When you finally reach the tent, she hesitates for a moment before meeting your eyes. Hers are filled with uncertainty and longing, pleading for some sign that this is what they're meant to do. Without waiting for an answer, she steps inside, her heart racing as she waits for you to join her in the shadows.

Her lips part in anticipation as yours meet hers, and she moans softly into the kiss, arching her back off the tent wall and pressing closer to you. Her fingers thread through your hair, tangling in the curls as you deepen the kiss, claiming her mouth with a possessive fervor that leaves her breathless. She tilts her head to one side, granting you better access as their tongues dance together, trading heat and desire in an unspoken promise of what's to come.

Her back arches further off the tent wall as you tease her nipple through the fabric of her shirt, sending shivers down her spine and an ache to every sensitive spot on her body. She moans into your mouth, her hips pushing against your hand in need, begging for relief from the growing pressure between her legs.

With one last desperate thrust of her tongue, she pulls away from you, gasping for air and trembling with desire. Her eyes meet yours, glassy and heavy-lidded as she watches you through a haze of lust. "Take off your shirt," she breathes out hoarsely, reaching up to tug at the hem, her fingertips brushing against warm skin beneath.

Your body comes into view as you shed your clothes, and she can't help but admire the way you fill out your pants, the defined muscles in your chest and abs... The way your skin glistens with sweat only serves to heighten her arousal. Her breath catches in her throat as her gaze drifts lower, taking in the impressive length and thickness of your cock. It's clear that you're aroused too, ready for her... She runs her hands up your chest, over your shoulders, feeling the strength and warmth of your body beneath her fingertips. "Parker," she whispers, leaning in to kiss you again as they stand there, close enough to feel each other's heat. Her hips roll against yours in silent invitation, urging him closer still until they're pressed so tightly together it's almost painful.

With a shuddery gasp, she feels your hands on her, easing down the fabric of her clothes and baring her skin to your touch. The cool air against her sensitive flesh only serves to heighten her arousal as you bend to kiss along the curve of her hip, over the swell of her ass, and up towards the secret place between her legs.

She arches into your touch, moaning softly as you explore her with eager lips and expert fingers. Her hips buck and writhe against your hands, her body aching for release as you bring her closer and closer to the edge. With a sudden jerk, she cries out his name, her back arching off the tent wall and her muscles clenching tight around his hand in the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced.

Her whole body shudders with pleasure as wave after wave of release washes over her

Her cries of pleasure echo through the tent as your tongue and fingers bring her to heights of ecstasy she never knew existed. Her hips buck and writhe against your touch, her body arching off the tent wall in an attempt to get closer to the sweet sensation you're creating between her legs. She's lost to the pleasure, consumed by the fire burning through her veins as you continue to drive her wild with your expert ministrations.

Her fingernails scrape down your back, urging you on, pleading for more as she feels herself starting to spiral out of control. With a hoarse cry that is part pain and part exultation, her body tightens and convulses around your fingers, her orgasm ripping through her in one long, shuddering release. Her head rolls back against the tent wall and her eyes flutter closed as she tries to catch her breath.

Her cries fill the tent as you continue to pleasure her, your tongue relentless in its pursuit of her release. Her hips writhe against your face and hands, moaning out his name in a mix of ecstasy and desire so intense it borders on pain. It's as if she can feel every nerve ending coming alive beneath your touch, each one tingling with the need for more.

Her body trembles from the effort to stay upright as her orgasm washes over her once again, leaving her spent and shaking in its wake. For a moment, everything goes quiet except for the sound of their ragged breathing and the feel of his weight pressed against her as they try to catch their breaths together.

Her fingers massage gently through his hair, offering what little comfort she can while she tries to come down from the high of their lovemaking. She knows this is all

Her eyes fly open as she feels the hard length of you press against her entrance. You fill her in one swift thrust, groaning deeply as your hips connect with hers and send shockwaves of pleasure through their entwined bodies. The rough tent wall bites into her back but she barely notices, too lost in the sensation of being joined with you like this, their flesh sliding against each other in a rhythm that feels as ancient as time itself.

Her nails dig into your shoulders and her head falls back against the tent wall as you begin to move inside her, your hips driving deep and hard, matching the urgency she can feel building within her once more. Each thrust causes her core to clench around you, sending jolts of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body until it feels like there's no room for anything else but this...for just a little longer before reality comes crashing down around them

Her cries mix with yours as your hips pump against hers in rough, urgent strokes. The sensation is almost too much to bear; her body feels like it's on fire and she can feel herself starting to lose control again. With a gasp, she pulls you closer, their lips meeting in a hungry, passion-fueled kiss as your movements inside her grow more frantic. She arches into you, meeting each thrust with a moan or a groan, the sound muffled by the heat of your mouth and the feel of your tongue dancing against hers.

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving angry red lines in their wake as she tries to find some sort of purchase against the wave of pleasure crashing over her again. It feels like there's no end in sight, no escape from this raw need that has taken hold of them both.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you pound into her with increasing force. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her hips rise to meet yours, desperate for release. She can feel the building tension coiling tight inside her, ready to explode in a orgasm so intense it threatens to leave her shattered and spent.

With a hoarse cry, she comes undone beneath you, her body arching off the rough tent wall as pleasure washes over her in waves of pure ecstasy. Her inner muscles clench tight around your cock, milking you as you continue to thrust through the aftershocks of her orgasm until finally, with a guttural groan, you follow her over the edge and release yourself deep inside her.

For what feels like an eternity, neither of you moves or speaks, each lost in the haze of pleasure and satisfaction that lingers

Her breathing slows as she regains control over her senses, watching you through half-lidded eyes as she enjoys the afterglow of your lovemaking. She reaches up to caress your cheek, tracing her fingers along your jawline and up into your hair, taking pleasure in the feel of your skin beneath her fingertips even as she knows this moment can't last forever.

"I love you," she whispers, their words muffled by the warmth of his neck. "No matter what happens." Her heart aches at the thought of letting go, but deep down she knows it's for the best.

Her hand hesitates on your chest as she searches your face for any hint that what she's said might have been too much. But you nod in agreement, the movement jarring your bodies together and sending a shiver through her. "Even if we're apart?" she asks softly, her voice little more than a whisper.

It's your turn to hesitate before answering. "I don't know...but I want to try." His admission brings with it a mix of relief and anxiety, but it's something at least. She presses herself against you again, taking comfort in the warmth of your skin and the feel of your muscles beneath her fingers as they lie there, caught between reality and the dreamlike haze of their lovemaking.

The world outside seems to fade away, leaving them alone together in this small pocket of time where nothing else matters but each other. And for now, that

Her heart swells with happiness at your words, and she nestles closer against you, taking strength from the connection they share even now. "Me neither," she whispers, wrapping her arms around your neck and kissing you deeply, their lips moving together in a silent promise of forever. As they lie there together like this, lost in each other's embrace and surrounded by the memories they've made, it almost feels like everything else doesn't exist.

And maybe, just maybe...it doesn't have to.

Her breath catches in her throat as you kiss her forehead, your lips so soft against her skin that it sends shivers down her spine. She closes her eyes and leans into the contact, reveling in the feeling of being held by you like this. It feels like home, like everything is exactly how it should be...if only for a little while longer.

She nestles closer against you, basking in the warmth that seems to radiate from your body and spread through her own. As she listens to your heartbeat steady beneath her ear, she can't help but feel hopeful again, despite everything they've been through. Maybe there is still a way for them to make this work...maybe there always was.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, hope blooming in her chest like a wildflower after a long winter. "I do too," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she nestles even closer against you, their bodies pressed together from shoulders to knees and everywhere in between. She presses a soft kiss to your jaw before looking up at you, searching your eyes for any sign that maybe, just maybe, this time it could work out different

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of going home with you, spending time together away from everything else that's been pulling them apart. "Yes," she says quietly, her voice full of hope and longing. "Let's do that." She buries her face in your neck, taking in your scent and feeling the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her ear. For a moment, it almost feels like everything might work out alright after all.

With renewed hope filling her chest, she nods against your neck. "Okay," she whispers, feeling the warmth spread through her as they plan to leave this place behind and start anew together. The thought of spending time with you at home fills her with anticipation and excitement for what their future might hold if they can just make it work this time around.

She presses a final kiss to your jaw before sitting up, looking around the tent with a mixture of longing and determination in her eyes. It's going to be hard to leave everything behind, but she knows that in order for them to have any chance at happiness together, it's something they'll just have to do.

Taking one last look around the tent, she sighs softly before standing up and beginning to gather their belongings. Her heart is full of hope as she thinks about what could be waiting for them back home if they can just make it work. She feels a renewed determination within her, a sense that this time might really be different. As she packs away her things, she occasionally glances over at you with an encouraging smile, grateful beyond words for the chance to try again.

Yes, I'm ready. This time will be different, I can feel it. Let's go home and start our new life together.