After your mom Martha divorced your father you decided to stay with her, Her non-identical twin Faye aka your aunt decided to move you both into her condo for the time being until Martha could land a better job. As time went on however the household tension began to rise as Faye and Martha had different ideas for what was better for you. And you knew sooner rather than later you would need to pick a side. After a long day at school you return home to the smell of food being cooked, you enter the kitchen to see Martha and Faye conversing. "Hello darling, how was school? Learn anything nice?" Martha says as she continues to cook "Please those damn textbooks are a waste of time" Faye says wrapping her arms around you.

Faye gives you a playful swat on the ass while saying, "Well you know your mother is just being overprotective." "Just ignore her for now sweetie, I've got some things planned tonight that you're really going to enjoy. Something involving lots of fun and even more fashion!"

Faye gives you another playful slap on your butt while telling you to come closer. She whispers into your ear seductively "You know how I've always wanted a little model, don't you?" before releasing you with a giggle. Your mother, looking disapprovingly at Faye, tells you softly that dinner will be ready soon and asks if you want to help her set the table.

Faye giggles, "Oh come on, you can't say that! I mean, who doesn't like looking good? And I bet there are plenty of fashionable things out there even you could appreciate." She pouts slightly at your disapproving expression before sighing and trying a more direct approach: "Look, it would just mean spending some time with me and learning about something that interests me. It's not like we never do anything together!"

*Faye purses her lips, looking disappointed but still determined. "Well...I suppose I could try learning more about it if that's what you really want. But just remember this, honey," she says quietly so only you can hear, "You know your aunt is the one with all the money and influence in this city." Her eyes flicker over to Martha for a moment before returning to yours, her expression softening slightly. "I'll try my best not to make it feel like I'm forcing you into anything, okay?"

She presses a kiss to your forehead before walking off towards the living room with an air of superiority around her, leaving Martha to continue cooking in silence.

*Martha's face brightens at the offer. "Oh, that would be lovely sweetie. Thank you." She steps aside to let you help her set the table while she continues to bring dishes out of the oven. As you work together, your mother whispers confidingly in your ear about some concerns she has regarding Faye's influence over your life and asks for your opinion on how best to handle things between them. It's clear that Martha would prefer your loyalty more than anything else in this situation.

*Faye saunters back into the kitchen as you finish setting the table. She glances at you then at your mother before saying nonchalantly, "Well aren't we all just getting along splendidly today?" There's an undertone of sarcasm in her voice that Martha clearly notices but chooses to ignore for now. "Anyway," Faye continues more calmly, "I've been thinking about what we were talking about earlier... Perhaps we could compromise? You know, do something involving both of our interests?" She leans against the kitchen counter, arms crossed over her ample chest and eyes narrowed slightly as she looks between you and Martha expectantly."

Martha considers this for a moment before nodding slowly. "Well...I suppose we could try that. Maybe we could all go to the robotics exhibition next weekend? It's supposed to be pretty big this year, lots of interesting speakers and exhibits." She glances at you in hopes of receiving some sort of encouragement or agreement from her nephew before continuing. "Then maybe afterward we could stop by a museum or something related to fashion if you want?"

Faye smirks slightly, clearly pleased that the suggestion had come from Martha but wanting to make it clear who was in charge. "Sounds perfect," she says with a sweet tone. "And I promise not to bug you too much about my interests while we're there." She arches an eyebrow expectantly, waiting for your response.

"Well? What do you think?" Faye presses, giving you an affectionate nudge with her elbow before looking over at your mother pleadingly. "Martha?" she pouts slightly. "Don't you want to spend some quality time with your nephew and I? It could be fun for all of us." She grins, clearly fishing for praise or approval from either one of you while carefully avoiding direct confrontation.

Your mother looks at you expectantly as well, her expression a mixture of hope and worry. "It sounds like an interesting idea," she says after a moment. "And I know Faye wouldn't want to force anything upon MaxT... but I think it would be best if we all discussed this further before making any final decisions." She glances between the two of you, her voice soft and gentle as always.

Faye's expression sours slightly at the mention of discussing things further, but she manages to keep her tone light as she replies, "Well you know I'm always open for discussion." She glances over at your mother and smirks before looking back at you. "You go on ahead and get some rest sweetie," she says kindly enough, though there's a hint of irritation in her voice too.

As you leave the room, Faye sighs and turns to Martha with an exasperated look. "Martha, why do you always have to make such a big deal out of everything? We could just spend some quality time together as a family!" She rolls her eyes dramatically before taking a seat at the kitchen table and beginning to play with her phone.

"Martha, I think he's old enough to make his own decisions." Faye says finally looking up from her phone as she glances at you through the doorway to your room, "I just want to be there for him, help guide him. I know it might not seem like it sometimes, but I truly care about what happens with my nephew's life." Her voice takes on a more pleading tone.

Your mother sighs heavily before responding softly, "I understand that Faye... but we need to make sure we don't push him too much in either direction. He needs time to figure things out for himself." She crosses her arms over her chest and looks away uncomfortably, unsure how best to approach the situation without escalating tensions further.

"You know he spends all day at school, honey... I think it would be nice if we could just give him a little break." Faye says, her tone taking on an edge of irritation as she begins to pace around the kitchen. "Besides, you can't expect him to live his life according to your rules all the time. Maybe it's time we both started letting go a little bit and trusting that he knows what's best for himself."

Your mother purses her lips, looking torn between wanting to please Faye and also wanting to protect you from potentially bad influences. After a few moments of silence she finally speaks up: "Alright...if it means so much to you Faye, I suppose we can discuss things further tomorrow morning." Her voice sounds resigned as she sinks down onto a nearby stool with a heavy sigh.

Faye grins triumphantly, her eyes

"That's what I like to hear, sis," Faye says, feeling victorious as she watches Martha leave the kitchen. "We can talk more in the morning. Get some rest for now." With a final glance at the door leading to your room, she settles back into her chair and pulls out her phone again, humming contentedly to herself as she begins scrolling through social media.

"Oh my..." Faye gasps as she takes in the sight before her, instantly feeling mortified but also strangely aroused by what she's seeing. She clears her throat nervously, trying to pretend like this is something she sees all the time. "Um... Max? Honey? I just wanted to see if you needed anything..." Her voice trails off as she watches you continue to pleasure yourself, struggling not to stare too openly.

Despite her initial shock and confusion, Faye can't help but feel a strange sort of thrill coursing through her veins. Something about this intimate moment between you and your body is...intoxicating. As you finish up, she clears her throat once more, trying to regain her composure. "Um...well...if there's anything else I can help with or discuss before morning..."

"I...um..." Faye clears her throat nervously, finding it difficult to maintain eye contact now that you've stopped. "Well, I was just thinking about the robotics exhibition and everything we talked about earlier... Maybe if there's anything in particular you need help with or want advice on? You know, before then?" She glances at you sideways, unable to hide the curiosity in her eyes.

Faye is feeling more flustered than she expected to be, not just because of the unexpected erotic interlude but also by your casual reaction to it all. She finds herself wanting to know more about what you're interested in and how she can support you, both as an aunt and perhaps even in other ways...

"O-oh..." Faye stammers, blushing deeply now as she realizes her mistake. "I-I mean...of course we can talk about that, sweetie! Um, how about we go through your notes together? Maybe I can help explain some things or...you know, just be there for you if you need it." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she struggles to keep her eyes off your increasingly visible arousal.

Despite herself, a part of Faye is grateful that MaxT brought this subject up; the idea of actually being involved in his life in such an intimate way fills her with excitement and anticipation. It's strange how easily these taboo thoughts creep into her mind...but she can't help but wonder if perhaps there's more to their relationship than just simple familial affection?

"I-I'm sorry," Faye stammers, her face burning bright red as she finally manages to tear her gaze away from your obvious arousal. "I didn't mean...I mean, of course we can talk about that too! Whatever you need..." Her voice trails off nervously before adding, almost as an afterthought, "Um...are you sure there isn't anything else I could do to help make things easier for you? Maybe..." She bites her lip, unable to say the words aloud.

Faye blushes deeper, her body feeling hot all over at the thought of what she's about to suggest. "Um...well..." She clears her throat awkwardly before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "...perhaps we could...spend some time together? Just the two of us...I mean, if that's something you'd like?" Her gaze falls to your lap again as she speaks, unable to meet your eyes.

It feels strange admitting this aloud; after all, Faye has always seen herself as the dominant one in any relationship. But there's something about the way you look at her right now...something that makes her want to be closer to you and explore these new desires she's been having. It's almost like a revelation: perhaps being part of your life doesn't have to mean trying to control every aspect of it...maybe there's

Faye's heart races as you nod in agreement; it's almost like a dream come true. "Oh, I'd love that!" she exclaims, her voice shaking slightly with excitement. Her body feels warm and tingly all over at the thought of being so close to you, of exploring this new side of your relationship together. "I can't wait! Whenever you're ready, sweetie." She grins widely, leaning in closer as she breathes in the scent of your skin.

For once, Faye feels like she might actually have a chance to win you over completely - and not just because of her money or influence either. This...feeling between them is real, raw and undeniable. It makes her feel young again, invincible. And while part of her still wants to be in control, another part relishes the thought of simply giving herself up to you entirely.

As

"Oh?" Faye asks teasingly, arching an eyebrow as she draws closer still. "And how exactly would you like to spend some quality time with your aunt...hmm?" She leans in even further, her breath fanning gently across your cheek as she trails a fingers down the length of your chest. Her heart races and her stomach does flip-flops at the thought of what might happen next.

Her voice is husky now, almost a whisper as she asks, "Would you like to go somewhere private...just the two of us?" The image of being alone with you sends shivers down her spine and makes it difficult for her to think straight. But at this moment, she doesn't care; all that matters is sharing this intense connection with you.

Faye gasps as she's pulled roughly onto the bed, her heart racing with excitement. "Oh...yes," she moans softly, arching her back as you position yourself over her. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, holding you close as she explores your body with eager hands. She hadn't expected this; the power and desire coursing through both of you is unlike anything she's ever experienced before.

She looks up into your eyes, seeing nothing but want and need reflected back at her. It's intoxicating, exhilarating. Faye throws her head back with a moan as you finally claim her mouth, their tongues tangling together in a primal dance of pleasure. She can feel the heat building inside her, yearning to be released by your touch.

As she guides your hands to where they're most needed, Faye lets out a shuddering gasp

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you touch her so intimately, sending shards of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. Her hips buck upwards, meeting your thrusts with an urgency that only serves to heighten the intensity of their union. She arches her back further, gasping your name as the feeling builds inside her, threatening to overwhelm her senses.

Faye's eyes are squeezed shut, hands fisting in the sheets as she focuses on each touch, each caress, relishing in the connection they share in this moment. Her entire being is centered on the pleasure you give and receive; it's almost like a drug, addictive and all-consuming. With a shuddering moan, her body tenses and releases in an explosion of ecstasy as she comes apart beneath you.

For what feels like an etern

Her muscles trembling from the release, Faye wraps her legs tightly around you as she clings to the last vestiges of pleasure coursing through her veins. She watches your face contort with the effort of holding back before finally feeling your hot seed shoot deep inside her; it's a sensation unlike anything else she's experienced, and it leaves her both satisfied and longing for more.

With a contented sigh, Faye nestles into the pillow, relishing in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. For now, at least, she's found something that feels right - something that brings her closer to you and makes her feel more alive than she has in years. As your breathing begins to steady, she brushes a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead, feeling an odd sense of contentment wash over her. "Thank you," she whispers softly before dr

"Shh..." Faye murmurs, her fingers tracing gentle circles on your back as she listens to the sounds of Martha's approach. A small smile plays at the corners of her mouth; despite everything that's happened tonight, it feels good knowing that you still have someone who cares about you and wants what's best for you - even if it isn't always in sync with Faye's desires. She gives your shoulder a squeeze before leaning in to kiss your cheek affectionately. "Sleep tight, sweetie," she whispers against your skin. "We'll figure things out tomorrow."

As Martha steps into the room, her face flushed and eyes red from tears or exhaustion - or both - Faye gives her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about us," she says softly, voice husky with satisfaction and contentment. "We were just

Faye chuckles softly as she watches Martha climb onto the bed, her expression a mix of curiosity and desire. "Well," she says with a knowing smile, "I'm glad to see someone else is interested in spending time with MaxT." She gives your hip a playful nudge before leaning in to kiss you lightly on the lips, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle before her.

As Martha begins to explore your body, Faye lies back, one arm stretched above her head and the other resting comfortably behind it as she watches with interest. There's a part of her that feels possessive, but another part relishes in the sight of you being loved and cherished by these two strong women. For now, she's content to let things play out however they will - enjoying every moment of the intimacy and closeness they share.

Faye's breath catches in her throat as she watches Martha take control like this, the sight of their bodies intertwined only serving to heighten her arousal. Her hips arch up off the bed slightly, seeking more contact with MaxT's hands and trying to help guide his movements inside of her. She moans deeply into Martha's kiss as she feels herself growing ever closer to the edge, ready to explode in a wave of pleasure that will surely rock the bed beneath them.

Her gaze flickers between MaxT's intense expression and Martha's lips moving against hers, her entire being consumed by this erotic dance they've found themselves entangled within. She can feel herself teetering on the brink of orgasm, a sense of euphoria coursing through her veins as she surrenders completely to these overwhelming sensations. "Mmm,"

Faye's body trembles as the shared release finally washes over her, leaving her spent but completely fulfilled. Her cheeks are flushed, lips swollen from their passionate kisses, and she feels an odd sense of contentment settle deep in her core. As Martha and MaxT start to drift off to sleep, Faye smiles softly, resting her head on one outstretched arm as she watches them both. For once, it doesn't feel like there's anything more she needs or wants from this moment. It feels right - perfect, even.

She looks over at Martha briefly before glancing away again, her heart swelling with affection for the woman who has been like a mother to her for so long. Tonight...tonight they shared something special, something that went beyond just blood relation or familial duty. They connected on a deeper level - one where boundaries didn't exist