TABOO TALES(erotica)

Auntie let her weight go so she was now straddling my thighs and had slid forward enough that her tits were pressed against my chest. More noticeable was her pussy which was now pushing down onto my hard cock. I felt my face flush and began to panic. There was no way she couldn’t feel my hard on pressed against her.

“You okay, Jake? You look flushed.”

“I.. um, yeah I’m feeling kind of hot.”

“Me too.” She winked, “Than again I’m always running hot so to speak.”

She put her arms around my neck and slid closer. That caused her pussy to slide against my cock and it took everything I had not to moan at the contact. Auntie’s dark eyes were looking into mine and she had a slight smile on her face.

It dawned on me she knew she was teasing me and was enjoying it. My first thought was that was pretty twisted, but seeing I had just blown a load to her and was hard as a rock again for her, I guess I was no better.

Auntie leaned forward, “I did miss you, honey. Missed all the fun we had and all the fun we could have had.”

Could have had? What did she…?

My thoughts trailed off when Auntie kissed me on the lips. It was just a soft brief peck, but directly on my lips. My cock was throbbing against her and I sat there totally helpless. I had no idea what to say or do. Unfortunately I had no need to as I heard the living room door open and mom exclaim.

“What the hell is this?”

Auntie had leaned back away from me at the sound of the door and had gotten her feet on the floor, but was still hugging me closely. Rolling her eyes, Auntie calmly stood up and turned to face mom who had stormed over to us her brown eyes blazing.

“Get the hell off my son!” Mom shouted at her.

“I’m off your son.” Auntie remained calm, “What, I can’t give my nephew a hug?”

“You were all over him and look at you!” Mom pointed at her open robe, “You’re barely fucking dressed!”

“It’s my bathing suit.” Auntie put her hands out, “Shall I swim in jeans and a t-shirt?”

“It’s inappropriate in a house with a young boy!”

“He’s eighteen, not eight.” Auntie declared, “And I’m his aunt, not some cute girl at the beach, he’s not checking me out.”

“Yeah mom.” I lied through my teeth, “Aunties was just giving me a hug and like she said, she’s my aunt.”

An aunt that had caused a raging hard on that I was careful to keep my hand over until mom’s anger sufficiently shrank the bulge in my shorts.

“What the hell’s going on here?” Dad came into the room.

“This slut was all but giving our son a damn lap dance!”

“Come on Carol!” Dad shook his head, “Do you hear yourself?”

“Look at her? Her tits were just about slapping him in the face and she may as well be a in a thong!”

“Like you’d know what a thong is.” Auntie smirked.

“She’s wearing a robe, Carol.” Dad said as he walked over to us.

When he reached mom’s side he looked at auntie and frowned, “Um, well okay, a uh, open robe.”

I held back a laugh as my father’s eyes lingered on auntie’s body for a few moments, before looking away.

‘That, um, is a little much Sinclair.”

“Not enough is more like it.” Mom pointed out.

“Fine.” Auntie tied her robe tightly, “I will go out and find a one piece bathing suit at a store for old ladies would that be okay?”

“What would be okay is if you kept your slutty hands off my son.” Mom demanded.

“Really, Carol?” Auntie waved disgustedly at her, “You really think I would tease my nephew?”

“You’d tease our father if you could.” Mom said.

“Damn, mom!” I gasped.

“I don’t have to take this.” Auntie began to walk towards the stairs that led up to her room. “I’ll pack and be gone in a half hour.”

“Sinclair, you’re going to stay.” Dad told her. “We’re all going to calm down then talk later.”

“Let her go.” Mom said.

Auntie gave her a dirty look then headed up stairs.

The doorbell rang and dad said, “Foods here.”

“Whatever, I’m not hungry!” Mom turned and left the room, heading for their bedroom.

“Shit.” Tossing a couple of twenties on the coffee table, dad said, “Jake, pay for the food and help yourself; I have to go talk to your mother.”

He followed mom and jumping off the couch, I quickly paid for the food, letting the driver keep the six dollars so I wouldn’t have to wait for him to dig out change. I put the bags on the dining room table and ran down into my room. What dad never realized when he’d converted half the basement into my room was I could hear anything that went on from any room on the first floor through the vents that helped heat the house.

Of course I had learned the hard way not to listen at night under my parent’s room. I might have a thing for my aunt, but hearing mom moan and yelp when dad was fucking her wasn’t anything I needed to hear. I went over to the corner and standing on my weight bench listened.

“I’m telling you, I saw her through the window before I walked in and she looked like she was trying to make out with him!” Mom yelled.

“Carol, she was just being affectionate. It’s not her fault she looks like that.”

“Yeah I bet you have no complaints about how she looks.” Mom snapped, “Don’t think I forgot about how she used to flirt with you!”

“That was twenty years ago for Christ’s sakes.” Dad was getting pissed now. “Sinclair is an attractive woman and yeah, she shows more than she should, but it’s not on purpose. The woman stripped for years, she considers herself modest when she has clothes on.” Dad laughed.

“That’s not funny, but forget the outfits, Paul she was all over him! And Jake looked nervous as hell! She’s cock teasing our son!”

“No she’s not. Jake is her nephew and even he said he doesn’t look at her like that.”

“He’s lying to cover for her. He’s eighteen and she’s a damn porn star to him. Mrs. fucking Robinson.”

“You’re over reacting, but I’ll have a talk with her. She just thinks you hate her, she’ll listen to me.”

“Paul, have you forgotten about that fucking video she sent me by mistake?”

Video? My ears perked up, now we were getting somewhere.

“Yes Carol, you showed it to me,” he laughed, “Well sort of, you made me close my eyes and just listen.”

Holy shit! Auntie had sent mom a sex video! I immediately started wondering if it was still on her computer somewhere.

“And what did you hear, Paul?” Mom asked, “What was she saying to that kid she was screwing? What was she calling him?”

“He wasn’t a kid, Carol, you make it sound like…”

“If he was twenty I’d be surprised.”

“So what? So your sister likes young guys, big deal. She likes women too, that’s her business.”

“What she was calling that boy is my business.” Mom told him. “Then right after I see that video and I ask Jake what they do when he sleeps over and he told me he’s in her bed with her?”

“Oh, for Christ’s sake they ate popcorn and watched movies! It was harmless.”

“Nothing about Nikki Sin is harmless.” Mom snapped. “She started stripping at eighteen and she was turning tricks in the back of those clubs right after that. She bragged to me that two guys gave her five hundred if they could both fuck her at the same time. She’s a fucking pig! She didn’t need the money, my parents had plenty, she fucked and stripped and sucked cock for money because she’s a fucking whore and she loved it!”

I closed my eyes and let my mind race with the image of my aunt on her hands and knees taking a cock in her pussy and one in her mouth. Did they fuck her in the ass too? I thought of her on her knees sucking cock while a guy shoved money in her bra. I shook off an image of auntie with cum dripping from her lips and focused on the conversation above me.

“That was years ago,” Dad said, “She was young and wild and she never wanted your father’s money. She does well on her own and she doesn’t do any of that anymore. Carol I know she was a disappointment to you and your folks, but she’s not out to molest our son. She loves Jake.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“That wasn’t love on Jake’s face. And that video Paul, that was why I told her to never come around here again and you invite her back and look what she does.”

“She’s your sister and you two need to get along. I think after dinner we’ll tell Jake to make himself scarce and the three of us will talk this out once and for all. Life is too short to hate your only sibling.”

“Maybe I should play that fucking video for her.”

“Tell me you still don’t have that?”

“Its in my e-mails. I’ve never looked at the damn thing since that night, but I want it as proof as to why I don’t like her near my son.” Mom made a disgusted sound. “Lying in bed barely dressed with a young boy, then I see that?”

“We’ll discuss it, okay?”

“Okay.” Mom sounded calmer. “Maybe I over reacted, but you didn’t see what I saw.”

“And you may have seen what you wanted to see. We’ll figure it out. After dinner we’ll talk about it. Now come on, I’m starving.”