Family Affair

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Tale of an incestuous liaison with a few twists.
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DonAbdul
DonAbdul
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Edited by Angel Love

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For a 20-year-old, Damian looked a lot more mature. At 5'10'' tall, he had an athletic figure, which he kept in good shape by playing baseball and working out in the neighborhood gym. Although he acted just like any twenty-year-old in many regards, there was something different about him, he had fantasies about older women. His fantasies about the mature woman were a lot more intense than most boys his age would ever feel.

Damian had a burning desire for one particular older woman; it was so strong that from his early teenage years, everybody around noticed it, although they all put it down to a normal crush of a teenager on a pretty older woman. The reality of his unusual desire however ran much deeper than any of those people would ever know. It was, Damian's most closely guarded secret.

Damian's mom, Carla had asked her younger sister Phoebe to move in with them when Carla took a senior position in the marketing company for which she worked. Considering that her new position meant that she would be required to make frequent out of town trips, it made perfect sense to have Phoebe come live with them (especially after she broke up with her fiancé), besides she could keep an eye on Damian whenever Carla was out of town. Moreover, both sisters had always been so close, and she was confident that Damian would love to have Phoebe around; after all, he had always loved Aunt Phoebe, and even had a crush on her since he was a child.

Phoebe was a very beautiful woman. She was hot and passionate with a body to die for. Her long black hair cascaded down and over her shoulders, and framed her pretty face in a breath taking way. The warmth in her sweet smiles seemed to radiate from the depth of her sexy blue eyes. Men often make the mistake of assuming her heart-warming smiles to be a signal of her readiness to bestow her sexual favors on them.

At about 149 pounds, Phoebe's nice pair of 38DD tits fit her voluptuous body perfectly. Her nipples were huge (as though they were the main control switch for turning her inner freak loose) and a nice pinkish-tan with areolas that were slightly wider than Oreo cookies. Her small waist flared out into a round succulent bubble ass.

Damian always relished returning home during the warm summer afternoons, because more often than not, his aunt Phoebe loved to take long showers to cool her self down. Phoebe was quite the exhibitionist, she loved to leave the shower stall curtains open and sing sexy love songs. She also loved to relieve herself of pent up sexual tensions by playing with herself, secure in the knowledge that she had the whole house to herself.

The first time Damian walked in on her act of self-love he had heard the shower running but heard no singing, so he quite innocently assumed that she must have left the shower running unattended. Seeing, as the curtains were open, he walked up to the shower intent on turning off the water. The spectacle that greeted his young eyes stopped him dead in his tracks. His jaw almost hit the floor, and his breathing ceased for a moment, as he watched Aunt Phoebe masturbating away with such erotic abandon.

As he watched the fluid movement of her juice glazed fingers stroking her wet pussy, and caressing her luscious breasts, teasing her engorged nipples, he felt his dick rising until it rose to its full length. His engorged and throbbing manhood strained against the confinement of his pants until it began to hurt. Quite unconsciously, he reached out to rub his bulge and the moment his hand touched his hard on, his breath caught in his throat. He bit down on his own lips quickly to stop himself from venting a deep groan of agonizing passion. At that instant, he observed Aunt Phoebe's head thrown further back, as her back arched. Her hips began to thrust and tremble all at once. From the depth of her soul, she let out a deep moan as her entire body shivered, awash with the waves of her orgasm.

Certain that his discovery peeking-in on her private moment would land him in a cauldron of hot oil, he sneaked away quietly to attend to his own more pressing need for release.

Phoebe had a feeling of kindred spirit toward Damian, for somehow, she seemed able to sense the lay of his mind, see past his youthful (and for the most part) clumsy puppy love/ crush complex. As a woman who also had a taste for younger male flesh, and the raw sexual energy that came with it, she could identify with his hidden intentions as well. She just couldn't risk the slightest margin of error; therefore, she decided to allow things develop at their own pace, confident that if she teased him subtly on a fairly regular basis, the intensity of his lust would reach a boiling point and he would revert to type and obey his primordial male instincts.

There were a few other incidents of similar nature, and the pleasure and arousal he derived from watching her pleasure herself is immeasurable. He; however, knows deep inside of himself that he is no voyeur, on the contrary, Damian fancies himself as a doer, a man of action. He often fantasized about holding her in his arms, caressing her soft full breasts, licking her engorged nipples, and kneading her round bubble butt, even adorning it with his love bite.

On one occasion during a bitterly cold winter night, he had detoured toward her door on hearing her loud moans (on his way to the kitchen). Moving even closer he discovered her door slightly ajar, and peeping through the crack, he saw her on the bed, playing with her toys...

She had a huge pink vibrator buzzing away against her clit, and a smaller one buzzing at her erect nipples.... She was lying down on her back, her knees drawn up and spread wide apart, displaying the passion-swollen splendor of her smoothly shaved pussy. Soon she was rubbing the big vibrator up and down her slit, her smooth, self-loving movement causing his manhood to go from naught to rigid in 20 seconds. His throbbing dick tenting the front of his pajamas, he slipped his hands through the opening in the front to grasp his tortured dick. He stroked it ever so gently at first, and gradually, he harmonized his strokes to her rhythm.

When she shifted to lie on her side, and moved to reposition her toys, he lost his vantage view of her erotic exhibition.

Impatiently and subconsciously, he pushed the door a little; the little creaking sound that followed was the loudest noise he had ever heard. His heart jumped into his mouth, scared that she had heard him.

She apparently didn't notice anything, as she proceeded to insert the huge vibrator into her dripping hole and started to do herself first in short strokes, then with longer, deeper strokes. She worked the smaller vibrator from her nipples down her tummy to her clit, and with both her hands moving furiously, it wasn't long before she started to shiver as waves of excitement spread from her loins through the whole of her body. She let out a series of curses and moans as her body was seized by a fit of convulsions. Her orgasm was violently intense and so beautiful to watch. The jerking about had flipped her right onto her back, and as Damian was sucked into the vortex of his own orgasm, his last coherent thought was that of seeing her looking straight into his soul.... Four eyes glazed over by a powerful mixture of passion and lust.

When he regained his senses, she was laying still in bed, as though she had fallen into post coital slumber. He tidied up and tip-toed away, sincerely hoping that he had just imagined her looking at him, wishing somehow that even if she saw him, that knowledge would be lost in the aftershocks of her cataclysmic orgasm. The seed of doubt is however, firmly planted in his mind. Only time would tell.

To Be Continued .. .

FAMILY AFFAIR II

By Don Abdul ©2006

Damian had just received a letter informing him that he had been accepted at college. He was so excited, and in the mood for celebration, unfortunately that would have to wait. His mom is out of town on a business trip and Aunt Phoebe is out running errands. Therefore, he made a few phone calls, first to his mom, then to his friends. After sharing the good news by telephone, he still felt the urge to really celebrate, and deep down his heart, he knew that the one person that could satisfy his hunger for a worthy celebration was Aunt Phoebe. He; however, didn't want to call her cell phone, preferring to make it a pleasant surprise for her. He relished how proud of him she would be when she heard the news.

While Damian waited for Phoebe to return, he dozed off, and he didn't hear her coming into the house. She thought he looked tired so she didn't disturb him. She went on into her room to change into her bathrobe in preparation for a hot shower.

Damian awoke with a start, and then hearing her humming a song, he realized that aunt Phoebe was back. He made his way to her room, and at the door, he knocked. In his excitement he didn't even wait for her response, he just pushed the door open and burst into the room just as she was about to close the front of her bathrobe. She instinctively grabbed it closed, unable to get hold of the belt.

Damian is so excited he seemed not to have noticed what had happened. "I did it! I did it!! Oh, Aunt Phoebe I made it," he cried out ecstatically.

"Hey young man, calm down and tell me what you did," she says with a chuckle.

"Ok, Aunt Phoebe, close your eyes for one moment please," Damian said hardly able to contain his excitement

She obliged and closed her eyes. Damian then dug out the Admission letter from the college from his pocket and held it up before her eyes. "You may open your eyes now please," he said to her, grinning from ear to ear.

She opened her eyes and seeing the official crest of the college at the top of the page, and scanning through the first few lines, she screamed with excitement...

"Oh, my God you made it," Phoebe said, the look on her face a mixture of excitement, immense joy and pride. Beneath all that; however, is also a feeling so hard to describe precisely. Its closest approximation being, a feeling of happiness, pride, relief, and confirmation of Damian's final passage into manhood. It's all happening so fast.

She jumped up and down a few times, as she threw her arms around her nephew. In her excitement, she rained down kisses on his face, landing her luscious lips finally, square on his mouth. It seemed only natural to them both at this point to go with the flow.

He held on to her with the intensity of his excitement and he pushed gently with his tongue, seeking passage into her savory mouth. He was at the same time scared, his subconscious mind warning him against crossing the fine line from which there could be no return. However, his deep hunger for her out weighed every other concern.

When Phoebe parted her lips to let his tongue into her mouth, he practically heaved a sigh of relief, as he once again found the part of his brain that reminded him to breathe again. In his moment of trepidation, his breathing had paused.

They took turns probing and exploring each other's mouth as they twirled, sucked, and tangled tongues in the most passionate kiss Damian had ever experienced. Their tongues made love of their own accord so tenderly at first with Phoebe leading, then as the heat of their shared lust rose; they kissed each other more hungrily.

Oblivious of the fact that she was completely naked under the open fronted bathrobe, Phoebe's excitement spiked as she felt Damien's warm soft and big hands softly caressing her luscious breasts. He rubbed each breast in turn, teasing her nipples with the flat of his thumb, then pinching them gently, rolling them between his index finger and thumb.

Her moans were coming more frequently, and when Damian's bulge began to poke her crotch harder, massaging her mound with a vengeance, she reached down to his crotch without breaking their kiss and began to rub his erection. She fumbled for his zipper, and worked it open. She slipped her hands into his pants, expecting to be hindered by his under shorts; but got all goose pimply with excitement as she pleasantly discovered that her nephew was wearing none.

The feel of his engorged penis in her soft hands, the heat it radiated, and the girth of the thing, made her breath catch for an instant. She temporarily let go of his manhood, and unbuckled his belt, watching his pants fall to his ankles. They separated momentarily as he stepped out of his pants, and she shrugged her bathrobe off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor.

They each took in the visual glory of the other's body. It's been a long time since Phoebe stopped thinking of Damian as a child, but damn! She didn't quite expect the full-blown maleness of him. His broad shoulders well toned muscular torso, strong thighs. His 7-inch erection showing off a healthy cock with a girth of at least 3 inches. Its shiny head straining to be let out, half way out of the foreskin of this uncut male beauty.

Mmm, she licked her lips in the most lascivious way, just looking at him made her cunt all wet and hungry for some deep stroking.

The tiny voice in the depth of her reasoning was whispering the evil of her incestuous carnal desire, but at this instant, in this room, her deep sexual hunger, and craving for this one youthful cock is much stronger than the feeble voice of her conscience.

She looked deep into his eyes and realized that he must be deaf to the feeble voice inside his head as well. She reached out her hand and taking hold of his throbbing cock, she knelt down before him and began her sensual adoration of the penile majesty of the young Adonis before her.

With the soft warmth of her hands, she pushed back his fore skin, to reveal the beautiful mushroom head of his cock. The slit of his taut and shiny head was spitting pre-cum. She bent her head forward to lick up. She swirled her tongue all over, licking off more of his sweet nectar, then she raised up his shaft, and cupped his tight balls in her hands, squeezing them ever so gently, before she resumed licking his cock. This time with the head still raised, she licked the underside of his shaft up and down for a few minutes. Her ministration, sent arrows of excitement darting through his entire body.

When she nibbled on the side of his shaft, he let out a deep groan, encouraging her to continue the great work she was doing. She licked his dick down to his balls, after twirling her tongue around each ball for a bit, she took each ball in her mouth in turn, and sucked on them. Damian was moaning and groaning like a man on the verge of losing his mind. His erection grew even bigger, enticing her to take his head in her mouth.

For the first time, she swallowed the entire length of his cock right up to the hilt. His balls were pressing against her chin as he felt the back of her throat.

Phoebe just loved sucking hard cock, the bigger the better. When she began to feel his cock jerk in her mouth, she realized that if she didn't let him out he was going to bust his nuts too soon, so she let his cock slide out of her mouth, taking it in her hand and pressed hard on the head. Damian felt the waves of excitement threatening to consume him recede.

Phoebe rose to her feet, still holding onto his throbbing cock. She led him to the bed and gently gave him a playful loving push. His trembling knees offered no resistance as he fell back into the bed in sweet anticipation of what was coming next. With Damian now lying on his back, she put a pillow beneath his head and straddled him, her knees on either side of his body. She looked seductively into his eyes, and then she put her hand over her mound and began to tease herself, the way he had secretly watched her do many times before.

She rubbed her pussy with a circular motion, and when she couldn't stand the self-teasing, any more she slipped one, then two, and then three fingers into her hot and wet hole and began finger fucking herself to his delight. With her other hand she teased and rubbed her engorged clitoris, and soon both her hands are coated in her pussy juice. Damian's eyes grew bigger with excitement, just as his cock grew in size in tune with her escalating arousal.

Looking deeply into his eyes and holding his gaze, she sensed that he could no longer stand the sensual torture of watching her touch herself like that. She reached out, took his nodding cock in her hand, and shifted her pussy into position to receive him into the pink wet warmth of her cunt.

Holding his hard prick to her pussy, she used the head to spread apart her swollen pussy lips, then pointing him on his way, she set herself lower onto his hard pole. His dick swam upstream in search of the source of her river of lust.

They both continued their journey of discovery, until his cock was buried in her pussy to the hilt. Still holding his gaze all the while, wishing him to keep his eyes from closing in response to the great sensual rush of excitement he was feeling, they both held the moment. Making love at that instant, with their eyes only.

The intensity of the moment became damn too much to maintain, so he squirmed his hips under her, signaling that they had a great enterprise of lust to conclude. She began to raise and lower her hips as they started to fuck to the rhythm of their mutual desire.

He savored the sights and sounds of their lovemaking, her jiggling breasts, her gyrating ass, and the squishy-squashy sound of their carnal music. He reached out and took hold of her jiggling tits, and upped the ante on her excitement by rolling her nipples between his fingers, and stroking her breasts.

Phoebe rode his cock with the ferocity of a woman possessed by some demon of lust. Her excitement betrayed by the moans, dirty talk and other animal noises that were erupting from deep within her soul. The speed and intensity of their thrusts grew, the myriad sounds of their lustful coupling reaching a crescendo. Phoebe was moaning so loud, almost screaming, Damian regressed to a series of primordial groans as the whites of his eyes slowly tumbled back into his head, his erection grew even bigger, as his hips snatched out of his control.

"Oh, fuck! I'm cumming . . . Oh, D-a-m-i-a-n . . . aghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Phoebe's voice raspy from her love cries announced her orgasm, just before her body was overtaken by a series of quaking convulsions, grinding her pussy deeper onto his groin pushing his cock head right at the mouth of her womb.

Similarly overcome by the excitement, Damian grabbed hold of the pillow beneath his head and clapped it over his ears, biting hard into the corner of it to muffle his own scream, as he shot jets of his thick, hot and creamy sperm deep inside her pussy. Her convulsing walls, milked his shaft of all the cum in him.

Phoebe collapsed in his arms and they shared a few kisses before falling into blissful post coital slumber together.

*************

Damian was not the only member of the family with good news to share that week. His mom, Carla, had been head hunted by a fast-growing corporation with a rising offshore expansion profile. She had just been brought on board the firm and offered the position of Vice President of Marketing. The terms of her engagement included her readiness to travel immediately to Europe as part of a high-powered team to close a take over bid on behalf of the firm. She was leaving in a couple of days.

After returning from her last business trip to the south, she was so happy to be back home, and even happier that her darling son Damian was going away to start college the following week. She was; however, sad because that only gave her two days to be with him and get him ready for what was undoubtedly the biggest leap forward in his life so far. Carla knew in her sharp business mind; however, that Damian would understand. He had always been a very good boy, and he was smart enough to realize also that someone had to work hard in the family to pay for the wonderful life that they all enjoyed. She was determined to give her son the best education she could, and that meant that she had to work hard to be able to afford it.

DonAbdul
DonAbdul
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