Jess’s parents (my aunt and uncle) and my parents were roughly two hours apart. Although we couldn’t meet frequently, when we did, we made it count. Whenever Jess visited me, we used Michelle’s dad’s house. It provided us with a safe and intimate setting for intense sexual encounters. The sex with my 17-year-old cousin was incredible, often involving Michelle and her father. Jess and I developed undeniable real feelings for each other. We couldn’t stop contemplating how to continue our relationship in a real way.

We wanted more, but we had no idea how to make it happen. We knew that long-distance relationships rarely work out. Jess was always the one to drive to see me because of our access to Michelle’s house, but excuses to my aunt and uncle for the trips were becoming increasingly difficult. After all, who hangs out with their cousin all the time if they live far away? We had to put a plan together. We primarily communicated through phone calls. We would text each other late at night and even FaceTime so that we could feel like we were seeing each other every day.

We weren’t always focused and often engaged in various forms of phone sex. She seemed to love how my cock appeared on her phone. We even installed a secret app on our phones that allowed us to share explicit photos and videos with each other. We had an extensive collection of pics and videos on that app, which came in handy when trying to get off.

One evening, Jess and I were engaged in a casual phone conversation. I assumed that Jess was in her room, as she usually was when talking to me. I heard a knock on the door in the background.

“Talking to anyone special?” her mom asked.

“Just my cousin, Mom,” Jess replied, sounding annoyed.

“Matthew!?” her mom exclaimed.

“What’s my nephew up to?” she added.

“Sorry, Mom, would you like to just talk to him?” Jess said sarcastically.

“Don’t mind if I do!” her mom said, ripping the phone away from her daughter.

“Hey, Mom! What the hell!?” Jess yelled out.

“Watch your mouth, young lady,” her mom said sternly.

“Nephew!” Now talking on the phone.

“Hey, Aunt Emily, how are you?"

“Good! So you’re coming, right!?" She asked excitedly.

“What? I’m confused. Come to what?” I asked.

“The party! I assumed that’s why your cousin was talking to you, silly. You’re coming to her birthday party on Saturday, right!?"

“Oh, of course I am. Only a couple of days to go!"

“Well, good! Looking forward to seeing you again! Don’t forget to bring your swimsuit!” she said while handing back the phone to her daughter. She left her daughter's room.

“I didn’t know you were actually having a party, cuz,” I said, sounding sad.

“Oh, stop, I didn’t think you could come. Your parents are going away this weekend, aren’t they?” she asked inquisitively.

“Shit, you’re right. I bet I can’t even go,” I said.

“You have a car now; can you drive here!?” I’d love to see you!” Jess said with a hopeful tone.

“I’ll ask my parents and get back to you tomorrow,” I stated. “Night, baby!” I added.

“Night, cuz,” she replied.

We hung up and went to sleep. The next morning was Thursday, two days before the party. At breakfast, I asked Mom and Dad if I could go to my cousin’s 18th birthday party. After some persuasion, they agreed to let me plan my trip, but they asked me to leave early so I could help set up and do other preparations for the party. I couldn’t wait to tell Jess, but I was late for school, so it would have to wait until the end of the day.

The day seemed to drag on except for my encounter with Michelle. Jess and Michelle spoke often as they became friends. Their mutual attraction and shared sexual experiences with me were common topics of conversation. I ran into Michelle in the hall during my study hall, which was extremely common, as we usually used this time to have some fun. Michelle took my hand, and we walked casually into the rarely used bathroom found near the rear of the school. We walked directly into one of the stalls. We were very comfortable with our routine. Our conversation never broke until my pants were on the ground next to Michelle’s knees and my cock buried into her mouth.

The whole process was as normal to us as grabbing a glass of water from the fridge, completely instinctual. In between her sucks, she continued our conversation by asking me if I was going to the birthday party this weekend. Unfortunately, she couldn’t because of a cheer competition that weekend out of state. I told her that fortunately I was able to convince my parents to let me drive there. Suddenly the bell rang, and we lost track of time.

“Oops! Here, I’ll make this quick!” Michelle said as she took every inch into her throat and surprised me by sticking her middle finger deep into my ass! She found my P-spot, and within seconds, I blew a massive load into Michelle's throat.

“What was that!?” I exclaimed.

She laughed as well as choked as she sucked off my cock. “A lot of damn cum, that’s for sure!” She replied.

“I meant..."

“I know what you meant; I learned that from Daddy. He likes his prostate massaged when I blow him, but it makes it a lot faster if you know what you’re doing. Fun trick, honestly!”

"Hell, I’d say! Wow, that was a lot too!”

"Yeah, I don’t know why it seems to release more. Anyway, thank you as always for my snack, and have fun this weekend! I hope you get to have fun!”

“Thanks, me too!”

We left the bathroom with indiscretion and went to our lockers. I grabbed my phone and my bag and headed to my house. I was set to go this weekend! The plan was set: I would leave at the same time as my parents on Saturday morning and arrive at my aunt and uncle’s house early, perhaps around 7:00.

The day finally arrived, and I woke up around 4:00 am. “Ugh! So early!” I thought to myself. I grabbed my bag for swimming and a change of clothes and headed out after saying goodbye to my parents. With music blaring in my new car, the journey was smooth, and I arrived a bit early. I believe it was around 6:45 am, if I recall correctly. Regardless, I knocked on the door, but I ended up just walking in, as my parents and I always did when we visited. I entered the kitchen and found myself staring at a beautiful woman covered in a silky material robe, bent over picking up something that had fallen out of the fridge. The robe left almost nothing to the imagination. The tight-fitting robe and its materials clung perfectly to this magnificent body. I faked a cough to announce myself, and the robed woman turned around.

“Oh hey there, nephew!” My aunt Emily said with a grin.

Her body was incredibly fit. Her breasts, which appeared to be B cups, were smaller than her daughter’s, but they were perfectly shaped. For a woman in her late 30s, she looked stunning! My mouth slightly opened, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she could feel the air on her exposed breast. As she stood up, her right breast had slipped past the edge of her robe, just slightly exposing her areola. I’m quite certain she didn’t realize it as she approached me with open arms to hug her only nephew.

“Hey, Aunt Emily, your robe there.” I pointed toward her body while also trying to look away.

“Oh my goodness, this damn robe does that all the time!” She exclaimed, covering herself up again.

“Sorry you had to walk into the kitchen while my tits are out!" She chuckled.

“Aunt Emily, please don’t be ridiculous!” I said, almost playfully.

I couldn’t help but wonder if I was flirting right now. Wait, is my aunt flirting with me? I adjusted my gaze and shook my head slightly.

She readjusted the robe to cover herself again, but there was hardly anything left to imagine. Her nipples were hard as glass, now poking through the robe. She might as well have taken it off entirely! I certainly wouldn’t complain! What am I thinking right now? Jeez, dude, she’s your aunt! You’re already having sex with her daughter! Speaking of which…

“Where’s Jess?” I asked excitedly, hoping to see her.

She burst into laughter. “That came out of nowhere!”

I had just realized I had been having a mini monologue in my head, which made the questioning of my cousins' whereabouts seem totally random.

“That girl won’t be up for a couple of hours yet; she’s a sound sleeper; she always has been.”

“Oh, okay, so how can I help today?” I asked my aunt.

“Well, nothing for the party at the moment. The party isn’t until 3, so we have plenty of time.”

“In fact, just relax and make yourself comfortable on the couch. I have to jump into the shower now, watch some TV, or something.”

With that, she turned and walked toward her room. I noticed that beautiful ass again swaying side to side as she walked away.

“Damn, Matty!” What’s wrong with you?! What am I doing thinking about another woman who’s related to me? I’m some kind of demented, sicko!” I said to myself.

I heard the water turn on from the room on the other side of the living room wall. They had a sick house with a first-floor master suite, and Jess’s room was upstairs, down the hall past the bonus room they had. I settled down to watch some TV when I suddenly heard a thud from the other room and a cry from the bathroom. Instinctively, I got up and sprinted towards the Master Suite. I realized the sound was coming from the bathroom, so I went straight to the door and called out.

“Are you okay, Aunt Emily!?” I shouted out in a concerned tone.

“Fuckin, ow! She definitely sounded hurt from behind the master suite door. I cracked open the door and called in again, repeating my concerns, but I got the same response. I knocked once more before entering. “I’m coming in, Aunt Emily. I’m not looking!” I added, feeling uneasy as I cautiously walked across the room and entered the open door to the master bathroom. The sight of my naked aunt, wet and on the floor, had me concerned. She looked up at me and looked embarrassed.

“I’m so stupid!” Aunt Emily exclaimed. I reached out over the door to grab the towel, but I slipped and fell! Could you please help me up?

“Should I call Uncle Scott?” I asked.

“No, he’s not here. He’s away on business until the party. She said this in an almost annoyed tone. Come over here and help your aunt up off this wet floor.” She pleaded.

I walked into the shower to pick up my aunt. I wrapped a towel around her while trying not to look. My focus on avoiding the sight of her nude body, given the circumstances, caused me to lose sight of the water still running and instantly drenched my shorts and one side of my shirt. I was now wet, but I was worried more about her safety. I effortlessly lifted her, as if carrying my new wife through a doorway in one of those old movies. I was cautious not to slip while guiding her to a chair in the bathroom. Her embarrassment was evident, but she didn’t even attempt to cover herself. In fact, she removed the towel around her completely. At this moment, she looked up and realized I had gotten wet during the rescue efforts.

“Oh no! You’re soaked!” she exclaimed. She grabbed the towel and placed it on my chest. She was in full-blown mom mode, concerned for my wet clothes even though she had potentially gotten hurt herself.

“Aunt Emily, what are you doing? You’re completely naked!”

“Don’t worry about me!” she said.

As she pats me down, her perfectly shaped B cups are still exposed and wet. I couldn’t help but notice her perfectly trimmed pussy. Her lips were showing proudly, and I bit my lower lip. It was impossible to ignore her beauty. She looked incredible; her tits were perfect, and her skin was soft, tan, and toned. Her body was what so many women aspire to.

She was patting down my soaked pants, spending quite a bit more time than necessary, but I wasn’t complaining. She began to bite her bottom lip when she noticed a clear outline in my pants. The look she had reminded me of something I couldn’t quite place. The room grew oddly quiet. The steamy atmosphere caused the mirrors to fog over. The intense heat of the room was somehow perfect in the moment. Her eyes were locked on the growing outline in my pants.

“Take these off so we can put them in the dryer.” Her words seemed to have carried a hint of conflict or excitement; I couldn’t quite tell. She was aware that things were getting out of hand, but she wasn’t about to stop.

As I stood up, she quickly reached up and unbuttoned my button and unzipped me. She hooked her fingers into my waistband and wiggled the wet jeans down past my butt first before pulling them down. With a sigh, she reached up with both hands, pulling my pants down over each leg. My wet underwear now clearly showed my growing member through the thin material.

I stopped her.

“Aunt Emily, really, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I can take care of this.”

She broke her stare, now looking up at me, smiling. “For one, you’re my nephew Mathew, and two, it’s not like I haven’t seen a dick or two, but more importantly, you’re soaked, and we need to get you out of these clothes.

She refocused her stare on my enlarged penis through the material. You could easily see the large vein through the material. She slowly reached up to the elastic band of my boxers. I stayed frozen as she slid the boxers down slowly. Her eyes widened with every inch continuing to be exposed from the material. Eventually, my boxers were off, and my cock sprang free from its wet confines. My beautiful aunt's mouth opened at the sight and situation. After a moment, that felt like forever, she broke the silence first.

"Well, I may have seen some dicks in my day, but this is quite impressive, young man!”

I reached down and pulled her to her feet. She looked up at me with the most brilliant eyes. I held her naked body close to mine.

She played the situation smoothly.

“I need to get these to the laundry,” she said.

“That’s a good idea,” I said, still holding her.

In that moment, I realized her expression was the same as it was when we were leaving the cottage months ago. A mix of confusion and desire, followed by a smile. A smile that you only give to a lover. I realized in that moment that there was something more happening here. After a moment of silence, as if she was giving me time to realize… I snapped back to reality.

“The cottage! When we were leaving!?” I stated.

She locked her eyes onto mine and smiled.

“Yes, nephew, I knew for certain in that driveway that I had to have you! Would you look at this? All of a sudden, you’re here in my bathroom. Oh yeah, and we are both wet and naked!” she summarized.

The room fell into an eerie silence, only for the sound of the persistent flow of hot water from the shower hitting the empty shower stall floor.

The silence was deafening.

I quickly pieced together the puzzle and confronted her.

“Wait, does this mean this is all a setup? Did you actually even fall? Your robe when I first arrived!?” The questions flooded my brain and out to my aunt.

“Yes, Mathew, I’ve been planning this since the moment you said you were coming here, but I didn’t think getting you in this position would be quite so easy!”

I stepped back, shocked at her bluntness.

"Oh, that’s not all, Matty. That’s what she calls you, right? Matty? Oh, Mathew, you see, I know so much more than you think,” she said with a sly grin.

“What do you mean? There’s nothing… what could… do you know… about what?” My heart pounded wildly, unable to process words.

“Oh, nephew, I’m not dumb. I know about you and my daughter!” she declared, her voice dripping with accusation.

“What!? Who?… Uh, what do you mean?” I was stunned. What was happening? I couldn’t believe it.

She continued, “I saw you and my daughter, your cousin, having sex with that slutty girl next door in the guest house during our vacation! I was just getting a snack from the kitchen when I stepped outside to admire the moonlight. That’s when I heard screams of pleasure coming from the guest house. When I went over to the window, I saw you three naked and engaged in sexual intercourse! My daughter had your penis in her mouth after you had sex with that next-door slut!”

“I, I mean, we were…” I struggled to find the right words.

“Shhh,” she silenced me with a finger to my lips.

“Just stop,” she said.

“Did you fuck my daughter with this thing?!” she demanded, her voice filled with anger while grabbing my cock hard in her hand.

A grunt escaped my mouth at her touch. “No! I mean, not exactly. We did a few things during vacation, but nothing with her pussy.”

“Pussy!!? You better respect my daughter's body!”

"No, of course! Aunt Emily, I only meant we never had vaginal sex!”

“Well now, young man, it’s my turn," she said, removing her finger from my lips and confidently grasping my erection.

My jaw dropped as I witnessed the situation firsthand. Her words and her actions left me completely stunned.

“Mmmm, my god, it really is as big as I thought I saw that night!” she exclaimed, sliding down the entire length of my hardening erection.

“Watching you pound...