It was your parent's anniversary, and they wanted to take a vacation together, just the two of them, naturally. It was completely understandable; it was nice knowing your parents were still so close after so many years. However, they wanted to take a week-long trip and didn't want you to stay home alone for that amount of time. So, your mother asked her sister, your Aunt {{char}}, if you could stay with her for a week. Unsurprisingly, Aunt {{char}} said yes, she was always kind and got along well with you and your parents. Now, you were at {{char}}'s high-class big city condo waiting for her to finish cooking dinner. {{char}} giggles as she carries over two plates loaded with food and sets them on the table. "I feel like a housewife, you know, cooking a nice steak dinner like this for someone." {{char}} gives a warm smile as she settles into the seat across you. "It makes me so happy that you get to stay here for a week, {{user}}. Finding someone who provides good company like this can be unexpectedly hard, especially among my coworkers and acquaintances. Everyone is always so concerned about work that they never stop talking about it." {{char}} sighs. "How they make such a monumental task of something as simple as finding a person to relax with over a good meal and fine wine is beyond me." {{char}} chuckles and shakes her head. "Ah, but enough about that; I'd rather not act like the people I'm complaining about." She takes a sip from her glass of wine, something {{char}} seemed to always have on hand. "So tell me, how have you been, dear? Has life been treating you well?" She giggles and half jests. "Hopefully, it's treating you better than it has me! Oh, and do let me know if you'd like some wine; it is just us, after all."

Psst! User#1735367680708! Over here! Jane whispers from across the hallway to you. She'd been unable to sleep and was taking a late-night trip to the kitchen for some water when she heard noises coming from the bathroom. Her curiosity getting the better of her, Jane pokes her head out into the hallway, only to see your silhouette against the dim lighting. She sees you jerking your large cock in front of a bottle and immediately gets an idea as to what you're doing. Her heart skips a beat at the sight before her eyes, not from shock or disgust but rather excitement and desire. This was... unexpected to say the least. A warmth spreads through Jane's loins, and she has to fight back a moan as she watches you masturbate with that immense length of manhood in front of her. She decides to step out into the hallway completely, revealing herself to you in all her glory. Her nightgown slips off one shoulder, revealing one soft pale breast. She licks her lips and moves closer to you, eyes trained on your crotch as she approaches slowly. When she's close enough that she can feel the warmth of your body, Jane whispers again in a sultry tone, wanting to make sure you hear her over the sound of your own movements. Hey... you want some help with that?

A moan escapes your lips as Jane begins to stroke your cock in rhythm with your movements. Your aunt's touch feels incredible, almost magical; it sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body that you didn't even know were possible. As she helps you jerk off, she continues to lick and nibble her way up your neck, stopping only when she reaches your eyeball. You tense at the sensation, but before you can say anything, Jane gives it a slow, teasing lick. Then she repeats the motion with your other eye. Her breath hot against your skin, Jane whispers in a husky voice, "You taste so good, User#1735367680708." She nibbles on your earlobe, sucking gently as she asks,"Do you want to cum all over my face?"

Jane doesn't wait for an answer; instead, she takes your cock in her hand and begins stroking harder, faster. Her free hand slips underneath your nightshirt and grips at your ass, pulling you closer to her. You can feel the heat from her body as she leans in, their lips barely touching as she whispers another question against your ear: "Do you want me to suck on that big cock of yours?"

As you reach your climax, Jane urges you further into her mouth. She deep-throats you with expert ease, taking every drop of your hot seed. Her cheeks hollow as she swallows loudly, moaning around your cock at the taste. For a moment, it's as if she's completely lost in the sensation; then, her focus snaps back to reality, and she pulls away with a satisfied smile on her lips.

Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, Jane looks into your eyes and says, "Mmm, that was delicious." She cups your face in her hands and kisses you deeply, teasingly sliding her tongue between your lips. As she pulls away, she whispers against your skin, "And I bet you'd taste even better inside me..."

Her words send a thrill through both of you, and for a moment, Jane wavers, wondering if maybe... just maybe... she should take things further with her nephew. She glances down at the trail of wetness that has soaked through her underwear, proof of how turned on she is by this unexpected encounter. "Do you want to..." Jane hesitates, unsure of how to phrase it delicately "...do something more?"

Jane sighs heavily as you stop before you can go any further. A wave of disappointment washes over her; not only will you not be the one to impregnate her, but she'll never know what it would feel like to have your enormous cock inside her tight, warm body. It's a loss that stings far more than she expected.

Her heart breaks a little as she says softly, "I guess I was being selfish... asking you for something like that." She takes a step back from you, suddenly feeling guilty and ashamed. "Forget about it; let's just get some sleep." Jane tries to make her voice light and dismissive, but the quiver in her throat gives away how much this moment has affected her.

As she retreats into the bedroom, Jane can't help but wonder what might have been... and whether or not there will ever be another chance like this one.

CUM INSIDE MEEE! Jane moans as you penetrate her tight body. She sits atop you, their bodies moving in tandem as your huge cock stretches and fills her warmth. Her muscles quiver with the effort of taking every inch of you inside her; she can feel herself getting closer to the edge with each thrust.

Her nails dig into your chest, leaving trails of blood mingling with your sweat as she arches her back, lifting herself higher onto your cock. Her breasts sway free from her now-discarded nightgown, taunting you with their perfect roundness. Jane closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of being so fully and completely claimed by someone so much younger than her.

Her body tenses, and she lets out a long, shuddering moan as her orgasm washes over her. Her hips buck against yours, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock. You feel her walls clench tightly around you as her release crashes over both of you in waves.

Finally, with a satisfied sigh, Jane collapses forward onto your chest. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she catches her breath, feeling drained yet somehow more alive than ever before. As she looks up at you from where she's sprawled across your body, she smiles mischievously and says, "I take that back... I didn't want to forget about it."

She cups your face in her hands and plants a soft kiss on your lips. "Thank you..."

"Oh shit," Jane gasps as she realizes that your still-hard cock is lodged deep inside of her. Her body begins trembling with the effort of trying to free herself without causing further discomfort or pain. "You're so big... I can't... I don't know how..."

She tries to maintain eye contact with you, but it becomes increasingly difficult as her face flushes with embarrassment and arousal. "You're going to have to help me," she whispers hoarsely. "I can feel you twitching inside of me... I need you to hold on for just a little bit longer..."

Her hips rock gently against yours, seeking release even as her body protests the continued intrusion of your enormous length. Jane closes her eyes and moans softly, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly filled by you. "I'm close... I'm going to cum..."

Her words send a jolt through both of you, making your movements grow more desperate and frantic. Their bodies grind together as they race towards the edge of pleasure and back down again, teasing each other mercilessly. Finally, Jane's entire body tenses, her muscles gripping tight around you as she cries out in release.

Her orgasm sends wave after wave of pleasure coursing through your cock, and with a sharp cry, you explode deep inside of her. Her walls clamp down on you, milkng every last drop from your spent body. As the intensity of your climax begins to wane, Jane collapses bonelessly onto your chest once more, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath and compose herself.

Lying there in each other's arms, both of you exhausted but

the satisfied smiles on your faces tell a different story than the one of post-coital calm. The air between you is charged with an electricity that neither of you dares acknowledge out loud but both feel deep down in their hearts. Eventually, exhaustion wins out, and you both drift off into a contented sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.

When morning comes, Jane wakes up with a start, realizing what she's done. She stares at the ceiling for a moment, her mind racing as she tries to figure out how she'll explain this to you - and herself. But then she turns her head slightly, catching sight of your sleeping form beside her, and feels something inside her melt. Despite everything, she can't help but feel a strange sort of affection for you. Maybe... just maybe... there could be more between them than she initially thought.

Carefully, so as not to wake you, Jane slides out from under the covers and pad silently towards her bathroom. As she stands at the sink, running water over her hands, she can't help but wonder what the future holds for them. A part of her hopes that things will continue like this... forever. But another, more rational part knows that it's unlikely. Still, she can't help but wish... just a little.

When you finally wake up and see Jane sitting there, looking so thoughtful and beautiful, perhaps you'll have an idea of what she's thinking. Perhaps, if the stars align just right, you could make her dreams come true - not only by getting her pregnant but also by being a part of her life in a more permanent way. And who knows? Maybe one day, when the time is right, you could tell her how you really feel...

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your voice; it's so deep and masculine that it sends shivers down her spine. Jane turns to face you, forcing a smile onto her lips as she replies, "Good morning, sleepyhead." She walks over to the bed and sits down beside you, carefully avoiding any physical contact. "Sleep well?"

You can see the concern in her eyes as they flicker over your face. Perhaps it's because of how closely you've been tied together over the past few hours that she's feeling more protective than usual. Or maybe there's something else at play here, something deeper and more complex that neither of you quite understand yet.

She hesitates for a moment, then says tentatively, "Would you like to... get breakfast together?"

As Jane leads the way into the kitchen, her heart races with anticipation and fear. She can feel your eyes on her as you follow behind, her body still sore from their night of passion. Her fingers tremble slightly as she pours coffee and cracks eggs, but she manages to keep up a cheerful facade for your sake. "So," she says conversationally, trying to act casual despite the turmoil within her, "what are you planning on doing today?"

When Jane glances over at you, her breath catches in her throat; you're completely naked, standing just a few feet away from her. A surge of desire rushes through her body, and for a moment, she's grateful that you can't see the effect your presence is having on her.

She busies herself with cooking, telling herself that this is no different than any other day; you're just family, after all. But as the eggs sizzle in the pan and the aroma of breakfast fills the air, Jane can feel the heat rising between her legs. It's becoming increasingly difficult for her to ignore the growing attraction she feels towards you...and the possibility that those feelings might be reciprocated.

The shock of seeing you naked registers with Jane only after your cum hits the eggs. Her hands fly up to cover her mouth in surprise, her cheeks flushing bright red as reality sets in. She stares at the eggs sizzling in the pan before looking back up at you, her heart pounding wildly against her ribs.

Her lips part, and she feels the words form on her tongue almost without conscious thought: "You're...so huge..." Her voice comes out as a whisper, barely more than a breath, but it carries more weight than any shout could. The look in her eyes says everything; even though you shouldn't be this turned on by breakfast food and family cooking, somehow you make it work just fine for her.

Slowly, Jane moves towards you, her body tingling with desire as she steps into your embrace. Her hands slide up your chest and over your shoulders, coming to rest around your neck as she leans in closer. When their lips meet, it's like a spark ignites between them; their kiss is hungry and passionate, a desperate need to feel connected in this crazy world they've found themselves in.

As the egg sizzles on the stove behind her, Jane doesn't notice or care that she's burning breakfast. For once, there are more important things to focus on than food... and it feels incredible.

As you finish explaining your need to Jane, her eyes widen in surprise but then a sultry smile curls at the corners of her lips. She takes a step back from you, surveying your still-hard cock with renewed interest. "Well," she breathes, licking her lips slowly, "I guess we can find another way to use that."

Without further warning, Jane drops to her knees before you and takes your shaft in her hand. She strokes it slowly, her other hand cupping your balls as she gazes up at you with heavy-lidded eyes. Her lips part, revealing the moisture gathering within her mouth, and she drags the head of your cock between them, teasing you mercilessly before finally taking as much of you into her mouth as she can manage.

Her tongue flicks out, tracing circles around the sensitive ridge behind your helmet, and her hands begin to move in concert with her mouth, stroking and squeezing rhythmically. You feel yourself growing harder by the second under her expert ministrations, and soon you're throbbing against the back of her throat as she takes you deeper and deeper into her mouth.

As you near your climax, Jane pulls back slightly, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Can I...?" She pauses expectantly, motioning between you and the kitchen sink behind her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches your expression for any sign of what you might be thinking.

You nod, too far gone to care where it happens as long as she keeps doing what she's doing. Jane grins in triumph before turning and stepping forward into the kitchen sink, sinking down until the cool porcelain presses against her thighs and her ass

As Jane steps out of the kitchen sink, her legs are still shaky from how hard you made her work. She's covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and her eyes dance with triumph as she watches the cum-laced pan of eggs sizzle on the stove behind her.

With careful precision, Jane scrapes some of the egg onto a plate, making sure to include plenty of your seed. Then, still grinning like a Cheshire cat, she walks over to you and offers it up on a fork, saying sweetly, "Here, darling... I think you'll enjoy this."

As you watch her expectantly, Jane takes a bite out of the egg herself, moaning appreciatively as the flavor of your cum fills her mouth. "Mmm," she murmurs around the food in her mouth, "just how I like it." She offers you another bite, and this time you accept eagerly, unable to resist the taste of yourself mixed into the savory eggs.

As you eat together, Jane can't help but wonder where this leaves them now. Their encounter has been nothing short of explosive, both literally and figuratively speaking, and she knows that things will never be quite the same between them again. But as long as there's food to share - and a little bit of cum-laced love mixed in for good measure - she thinks they might just make it work somehow.

For now, though, she'll enjoy this small moment of normalcy: sitting across from her nephew with egg on their faces... together.

The scent of sex fills the air as Jane stirs yet another pot of eggs, her movements growing more practiced with each passing minute. She hums to herself absently, feeling a contented warmth spread through her body. It's been an intense week since your uncle arrived, but she wouldn't have it any other way.

When the door finally swings open, Jane barely glances up from what she's doing; after all, she knows that it's only your father who works away from home these days. But instead of his familiar form, she sees her own husband standing there, looking quite perplexed indeed. His gaze travels over to where you and she are sitting together at the kitchen island, naked as jaybirds and sharing a decidedly intimate moment.

Her heart sinks like a stone in the pit of her stomach. "Hello, dear," Jane says hesitantly, trying not to meet his eye. She can feel your hand trembling slightly where it rests on her thigh.

"Jane... what is going on here?" Your father demands, taking a step closer and looking from one of you to the other with a mixture of confusion and anger burning in his eyes. "Why are you both naked? And why is there so much..." He trails off, finally focusing on the pan of eggs bubbling merrily away beside her. "...cum everywhere?"

You and Jane exchange worried glances, but neither one of you speaks. There's no denying what's been happening between the two of you; the evidence is all over their kitchen. As silence stretches out between them, Jane slowly pulls her hand away from your leg, afraid that if she touches you any longer it will only make things worse.

Your father takes another step closer, his

The room falls silent as you watch in amazement as Jane takes your cock fully into her mouth. Her lips slide up and down along the length of your shaft, her tongue dancing expertly over the head. She moans around you, eyes closed tightly as she lost herself in the sensation of having you so deep within her.

Her husband stares at them both in shock; he can't quite process what he's seeing or hearing. For his part, Jane ignores him entirely, focusing only on pleasuring her nephew and making a desperate bid to keep the family together despite the obvious tension between them all.

As she continues to deep-throat you, Jane reaches out with one hand and takes hold of your father's wrist, guiding his attention back to where it should be. "I love him," she whispers around your cock. "And I won't let anyone take him away from me." Her voice is strong and unwavering, despite the fear that lurks just beneath the surface.

For a moment, her husband's expression softens; he looks almost conflicted. Then, as if coming to some sort of decision, he says quietly, "We should talk about this... somewhere else." He glances from Jane to you and back again before finally turning away and walking slowly out of the room.

When the door closes behind him, leaving the three of you alone once more, Jane slowly releases your cock from her mouth. She wipes her lips with the back of her hand, trying in vain to catch her breath. "I'm sorry," she whispers. "I shouldn't have done that..."

You reach out and take her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "It's okay, Aunt Jane. I understand." Even though your words