Aunt Lisa


By William DuPain

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 This story is about a young man and how he handels the
frustration of dealing with a teasing female relative. It is
basically non-consenual by nature, at least in the beginning, and
tending toward romantic at the end. (MF-Voy-Reluc)

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Lisa Lorraine Bishop-Sullivan sat across from Bill on her white
leather loveseat, her deep tangerine skirt riding high on her
long shapely tanned legs. Her full breasts were straining at the
thin material of her tight stretch top, her nipples plainly
visible, hard, erect, shouting "touch me, Bill" mockingly across
the room.



Her tiny feet and ankles were framed in a beautiful pair of white
stilettos with very thin straps around the ankles. Her face was
radiant and lovely as always. Yeah, OK, she was getting to be a
pain in the ass for him, but what a darling pain she was!



She was in her mid-thirties and looked twenty-three; she was
easily more sophisticated and beautiful than most of the woman
Bill had seen in Playboy. Her dark chestnut hair lay shimmering
against her satin smooth skin, contrasting richly with her new
tan. In every way she exceeded mere excellence, in body,
articulation, and brains.



Lisa was Bill's aunt, his mother's only sister. Sadly she was the
most beautiful woman Bill had ever seen. Sad because Bill was
required to attend to her needs every weekend, per his mothers
urging to help with mowing grass, painting that, moving this,
"Would you please wash my car, William?" It had been that way
since his uncle had passed away three years ago. Of course she
always helped with the chores, and therein lay the problem.



She was always scantily clad; she possessed one of the loveliest
curvaceous bodies in the entire known universe. She was forever
bending, twisting, or climbing up something, affording William's
ravenously wild eyes the most spectacular sexual imagery any high
school senior had ever had to endure. This had been going on for
months now.



Last weekend Bill had experienced the joy of her flashing him
without panties on. She had offered him a soft drink as he rested
when finished with the lawn. When she brought it, she unscrewed
the cap and handed it to him. When she had turned to move on he
heard, "Oh damn," and when he looked over, she was bending to
retrieve the runaway cap.



Well, the lower she bent the higher it rose until finally Bill
could plainly see everything she owned, EVERYTHING! Her luscious
mound was pulled up so tightly the folds of her crevice were
starting to peel open. He could see a bold moist slash of crimson
between her vaginal lips.



He thought his woody would explode right there in his lap, and as
it was he nearly fainted. Then she turned, looking directly into
his eyes, and smiled sweetly with the innocence of a fresh,
untouched choirgirl or an angel on some errand for the Archangel
Michael.



Well, two could play the game as well as one. He had worn the
tightest, shortest, pair of cut-offs he owned today. He hadn't
even jerked off last night, just to make sure his bulge would
properly protrude through the day's activities. He also wore a
short t-shirt just to allow his six-pack to ripple before her
teasing maiden eyes. And she had noticed, and noticed again; he
caught her eyeing his 9-inch teenage cock several times that
morning.



Later, as he stood on the short stepladder unscrewing the light
bulb from the overhead fixture she was looking again. He was half
hard right now. And knew the head of his manhood must be very
close to peeking out the bottom of his shorts. Her face wasn't
more than a foot from his bulge, holding the new bulb at the
ready for him.



Bill glanced down smiling at her, with her bright eyes, and her
flushed cheeks flamed to a timid rose color. It was apparent that
something was affecting her pleasantly. Her nipples were hard,
and her breasts were moving rapidly up and down.



"Aunt Lisa, that dress really looks nice with your tan. You look
very lovely today, even kind of sexy," he told her.



She giggled, smiling back at him. "Thank you, William, it's nice
of you to notice and say so."



As she handed up the new bulb, she lightly placed her hand on his
thigh as she stretched upward. This sent an immediate jolt of
sexual energy directly to William's cock, causing it to lurch
mightily right before her eyes. He went ahead and screwed the
bulb in, acting as if he hadn't noticed, but she had. He heard
her gasp as her hot hand lingered on his hard thigh. He could
feel cool air against his skin and knew there was a gap
somewhere.



"My God," Lisa thought. "His cock must be nine inches long." How
would it feel, she wondered. Oh, she must stop these wicked
thoughts of hers. Her lust for him was wrong, evil, and
dangerous.



When he finished he stepped down, and he was standing very close
to her as she looked up at him. She stretched upward and leaned
into him, her firm breasts dragging across his chest, and she
gave him a little peck on the cheek to show her appreciation for
a job well done. He wondered, as she moved off, if her hot mound
crossing his lurching bulge had been accidental.



"He's so beautiful," she thought, quaking inside from the contact
her body had had with his erection. She was wet between her legs,
and tingling. It was so wicked of her to do it, but how sweet and
wonderful it felt.



"I have got to get out of these heels, they're killing me," she
sighed as she sat at the kitchen table.



"I can help with that, Aunt Lisa," he told her.



"Would you, dear, you're so kind, she said. A perfect chance to
show off my new panties, she thought.



Bill sat and crossed his legs, and then lifting one foot at a
time into his lap, he removed the little white stilettos from his
aunt's tiny feet. Then he began to softly rub and massage her
tired little pads. Her legs crept slightly open, and her skirt
rode up on her beautiful, shapely, toned legs.



He began to run his hands up her calves and massage those as
well, producing a moan from his aunt as her foot moved against
his hard cock. Bill was enjoying the view of her black lacy
panties flashing at him from under her richly colored skirt.



She was acting as if she didn't notice, that her foot rested atop
the largest cock she had ever seen. The surging energy of his
bulge seemed to travel directly up her leg and tease her hot sex
in a slow circling sensation around her clit, then roar upward,
exploding against her nipples, the smoke of their burning
settling in her eyes. The lust inside was heating her, teasing
the lips of her mons and making her wetter.



Bill's fingers were above her knee now, dancing like pulsing
currents of sexual energy along the inside of her thigh. Lisa's
eyes were closed as she enjoyed the sensation of his strong hands
on her body. He quickly made his way right up against her mound,
and as his fingers brushed her sex, it filled her with an evil
lust that was far too sweet to deny. The sensation of his touch
melted both her will to resist him and her body.



She was hotter than she could ever remember being. Her cunt ached
for his touch, and she could feel the heat of his hands through
the sheer fabric of her panties. Her wet opening was now
beginning to spot her delicate thin undergarment. Her mouth was
weeping with the desire to devour his young cock, to gobble it up
with a single passionate gulp.



As his hands crossed over to her other leg he intentionally
bumped his hand against her heated vulva slipping one knuckle
between her lips and nudging her clit causing her to
involuntarily shove her body forward forcefully against his hand
and moan.



"Oh God it was wonderful," she thought. As the tiny fireballs of
energy from his touch exploded against her clit, it stirred her
lust and incited her passion.



"Oh, I'm so sorry Lisa, forgive my clumsiness, I didn't mean to
touch you there," he said sincerely as he withdrew his hand.



"No, God, please, don't move your hand away," she shouted
silently. "Touch me again, please!"



He stood now, his cock directly in front of her face, only inches
from her mouth, as he looked down at her waiting for her
response. He was teasing her with his flinching bulge as she had
teased him with her body.



"Oh, Bill, it's OK, honey, it's nothing," she said, the trembling
in her voice readily noticeable.



Bill knelt then between her legs, drawing her to him, and he
leaned forward, placing his mouth next to her ear. His hard bulge
gouged her soft heat, asserting its presence there with each
powerful spasm.



"You liked it, didn't you, Aunt Lisa, you hot little tease.
You're wondering right now how I would feel inside your body
fucking you senseless, ravaging your hot tight little cunt.
Aren't you my little tease?" He whispered to her, as he began to
thrust his burning organ against her mound.



"Oh God, Bill, I want to so badly, but you're my nephew for
heaven's sake, it's evil and wrong," she whimpered nearly in
tears, clinging to him tightly.



"Do you have any idea how many times I've fantasized about
fucking you, Lisa? How many times I've jacked off to scenes you
provided me with by your teasing antics?" He ask her as his hand
squeezed her warm breast.



"I'm so sorry, Bill, I didn't fully realize," she told him as
tears streaked down her face.



"Would you like to suck it, Lisa, feel its hardness invade your
soft wet mouth. You're probably wondering how it would feel as it
swelled and twitched against your tongue coming in a heated fury,
aren't you, Lisa?" he ask her sternly.



"Oh, yes, Bill, Oh God, yes, but it would be wicked, sinful, and
wrong!" She told him even as she moaned shaking with desire. Her
body was now undulating against her young nephew's hard throbbing
bulge.



"I want you to stand in front of me and run your hands over my
bulge, Lisa, with your breast crushed against my chest," he
whispered.



"Yes, baby, my God, yes!" She whispered in his ear, still shaking
uncontrollably.



William kissed her then, taking her heat with his probing tongue,
the softness of her mouth making his own cock and lips tingle.
She threw her arms around his neck moaning as she answered his
exploration of her cavity with a passionate display of affection.
She began probing his mouth fiercely with her tiny tongue and
groping his hardness with her hot hand, squeezing both his sac
and staff.



"God, his cock was so big," she thought. "His young kiss so
sweet!" Being this close to him feeling his manliness was setting
her on fire.



It was so wicked of her, and she wondered what would people think
if they knew. But she knew as she kissed him her resistance was
futile. All she wanted was to be completely subjugated by his hot
throbbing member. Become totally submissive to his raging desire,
and come in an earth-shattering orgasm under him.



He moved his hand to her mons, and her heat was scorching, her
body wet. His fingers did as they pleased inside her scanty
garments as she buried her face against his shoulder and shook.
When he brushed her nub she screamed against him, throwing her
lower body upward on his hand.



"How badly do you want it right now, Lisa?" he asked her.



"Oh, Bill, I'd do anything for you baby," she cooed.



"Strip, Lisa. I want to see you naked!"



Lisa stood without hesitation and removed her pretty dress and
other clothing. Pausing she looked into his eyes with her fingers
hooked in the top of her panties and smiled. Then she seductively
slid the black lace panties down her thighs slowly, her eyes
never leaving his. She held his hand as she daintily stepped out
of the ornate scrap of cloth and stood in front of her nephew
trembling, staring at his gigantic cock.



"God, this is so wicked and exciting," she thought. Standing
before him contemplating this filthy incestuous act, she burned
with desire and need, her cunt aching for his hardness. Besides,
he was a beautiful young man, so well built and handsome.



He beheld the most beautiful woman on the planet in front of him,
not because she was his aunt, or because of the lust he felt for
her. It was just the plain truth. She was petite, with perfect
skin, firm hard breast, and beautiful face, with big beautiful
expressive eyes, and long lush lashes. Her legs rippled with
their toning, her mons, jutting high and prominent, was perfectly
formed. Her ass was a national treasure of pure white flawless
marble. And she had the loveliest pair of fuck-me lips that the
American gene pool had ever produced.



He held her arm as he raised her one foot to the chair, causing
her womanhood to gape open before him. Her lips parted showing a
flash of crimson, her clit peeking out shyly. Then he stepped up
to her body and kissed her again. As he did he began to rub the
head of his cock against her clit.



She was shaking fiercely from the contact of his cock and the
kiss. His hands were all over her breasts and ass as she moaned
into his mouth while they necked. Her mouth was sweet and hot,
and my God, she could kiss. Every movement and sensation she
inflicted in his mouth echoed against his throbbing member!



"Tell me what you want, Lisa," his voice was soft as he spoke.



"Oh baby, I want you inside of me, filling me up with your cock,"
she told him.



"Shall I eat you first, lover?" he ask her. As he moved the
mammoth head of his cock to her wet vaginal lips allowing it to
lay there, he could actually feel her lips sucking on the head of
his cock trying to draw it in.



"Oh God, yes, Bill, please!" Her hand moved down to his enormous
cock and squeezed the monster lovingly in her small hand. She
stroked it softly a few times feeling it throb and buck,
thrilling her that in a moment she would hold it inside her body.




"How long have you wanted to fuck me, Lisa?" he ask her



"Please, Bill you're making me hot. Why won't you fuck me now,
please?"



"I'm teasing you, as you teased me for so long," he told her.



She looked in his eyes and broke down sobbing, tears rolling
freely down her cheeks as she hugged him tightly, "I'm so sorry
Bill, I didn't do it to be mean. Forgive me?" she ask him.



He placed his hands on her magnificent ass and savagely pulled
her onto his body. He felt his cock smash into her cervix with
two inches still remaining outside her body. She screamed against
his neck, and then began to stroke his cock furiously with her
tight cunt.



He was so big in her, that when he pushed in, her clit was pulled
over and rubbed along the top of his cock. The sensation was
maddening, sending sexual energy directly to her nipples where it
burned with the sweetest tingling sensation she had ever known.



She came collapsing against him in a matter of a few strokes,
moaning wildly and shaking uncontrollably. She placed her hands
at the sides of his face and kissed him hard repeatedly, telling
him she loved him.



Bill pulled the mammoth organ from her clutching cunt, and
lowered his face to her sex. The scent that greeted him was
sweetly spiced. Her lips were swollen and slightly open as was
the crease of her cuneal shaped mons. The sight was striking, her
body was so well constructed that even viewing this part of it
was like looking at a major work of art.



Her hands busied themselves with his hair, attentively stroking
his thick locks, awaiting his next act of lechery. She didn't
wait long, as his tongue slithered out like a sexual energy rod.
Its plasma arched against her clit with a sweet intense heat, and
then enveloped the whole of her mound. Her lust was a surging
wave of undeniable energy wrapping itself around her body,
touching her, feeling her, massaging her most sensitive areas,
like the gentle hand of an expert lover.



"My God," she thought. "He's going to make me come again this
soon!" She couldn't believe it, couldn't believe she had waited
this long to fuck this gorgeous hunk of the male species.



Bill ran the nail of his little finger across her anus forcing
her to buck forward sharply and cry out. He rammed his long
tongue into her passage at the same instant that she moved
forward. He felt the ripple of her vaginal walls sucking at his
tongue as a flood of hot salty spice filled his mouth.



She was shaking violently and screaming out his name. Her hands
were no longer gentle on his head, but clutching and clawing as
she tried to force her body closer to his mouth. He rammed his
finger into her ass to its knuckle, and she stiffened and
screamed. Her pussy actually began clutching so hard on his
tongue that he momentarily lost the ability to move it in her.



She fell against him when she finished her second orgasm,
listless and without movement. Her head lay on his shoulder, her
energy drained to the dregs. Her hand felt its way to his hard
cock and she lovingly squeezed its massive body as she gently
kissed and licked his neck.



"Your weekend duties have changed around here, lover. From now on
I'll hire the repairs and maintenance done. But you're confined
to my bedroom when you visit from now on," she told him as she
giggled.



"Sounds like a promotion to me. How are the benefits?" he asked
her.



"Free room and board and all you can eat, as long as it's me,"
she told him with a teasing smile.



Bill stood and helped Lisa to her feet, her body warm and
inviting as she held him close. They began to kiss and she
marveled that after two orgasms the movements of his lips and
tongue were arousing her. She could feel that enormous organ
against her mound, and it seemed to radiate a sexual energy that
penetrated straight into her sex, warming and massaging it.



Bill finally broke the embrace as the ache in his sac needed
tending to. He whispered in her ear and she joyfully spread her
upper body prone on the table for him. He kneeled and began to
kiss and bite that wonderful firm ass of hers.



Lisa marveled that his tongue would do this to her desire so
soon, heating her again this way, and driving her toward another
climax. His mouth lay down a trail of pleasant warmth across her
cheeks. She gasped loudly and jerked when he probed her anal
opening with the sharp hot tip of it. He made short rapid fucking
motions into her body with his tongue that set off a wave of hot
desire in her. It was wicked, and she loved it.



Bill's fingers began to fuck in and out of Lisa's swollen cunt as
he ate her ass. She was fucking back on him now, her lust obvious
once again, her moaning incessant. The walls of her passage began
milking his fingers with a soft sucking sensation.



He stood behind her, his impressive cock dangling lewdly between
his thighs. He surveyed her body, standing there with her rich
chestnut hair splayed out on the table. Her small shoulders
narrowed to a delicate thin waist, then flared again to a gentle
feminine fullness at the hips, and he adored her. She had a body
made for breeding, and it was finally his turn.



He eased the thick, heavy, ugly head of his cock into her tight
wetness. Immediately she was begging him to savagely fuck her,
make her come. He smiled at her words. He thought she was
remarkable. He slid into her heat, pausing when he bottomed out,
just to enjoy the sensation of her around him.



He began to probe her with his cock in a steady smooth rhythm
that she easily matched with her own body. They moved together in
perfect unison as her moans became both louder and more frequent.



God he felt so wonderful inside of her. He was exhausting her
body, but she loved it! She did not want to stop or disappoint
him, especially after her unintentional torture of him.



She would give him everything inside her and anything he wanted
because she was in love with him. Her lust for him was rising in
her again as he fucked into her body, twisting, churning,
probing, reaching everything inside her cunt, parts that no one
had ever reached before!



Her small body moved like a toy being played with and tossed
about by some careless child. She looked helpless beneath him and
the idea somehow thrilled his mind. He picked up his pace urged
by the feelings in his groin and the ache in his sac. She was
beginning to thrust on him wildly now, her wetness extremely
pronounced.



He knew if she continued he wouldn't last, and he wanted to make
her come one more time, wanted to see her shake and cry out. He
loved the sight of her when she lost control that way. Reaching
under her he found her nipples and began to twist and pull at
them.



"Oh God, Bill, I'm going baby, yes, yes!"



That was the signal he had waited for, she was going wild now
undulating on him fiercely, as she cried out over and over again.
He fucked into her like a wild man, pumping deeply into her sex
as he continued to twist and pull her hard nipples.



Then his seed rose in him rapidly, traversing his member,
scorching the underside of his cock as the thick liquid fire
rushed to its exit. Blast after blast of the thick hot fluid
slammed into her cervix, filling her organ to overflowing with
the warm liquid as she lay beneath him whimpering in ecstasy.



Her mind exploded outward into a thousand tiny fragments, then
into darkness. It contracted just as quickly to a small single
point in front of her. She drifted in a sea of blue white fire,
its flames licking at her body, caressing her, cooling her mind
and her flesh. She slowly descended back into her body sated and
radiant, but with her energy somewhat depleted.



"My God, Bill, that was the best," she told him.



They lay on their sides when they were finished, facing each
other. They were completely satisfied with each other's
performance and vitality. Exhausted, but sated and wonderfully
satisfied.



They kissed. They went after each other's mouths like two horny
teenagers. She asked him to spend the night there with her, and
he accepted her hospitality with enthusiasm.



They spent the weekend together, locked away in a world of their
own making. They spent the time exploring the wonders of each
other and becoming acquainted in a new kind of relationship.



William's mother marveled at the new level of genuine interest in
her sister's welfare that Bill displayed after that weekend. He
began stopping by her home several times a week, calling her to
see if she needed anything and generally looking after her. He
was such a good boy.



His affair with Lisa never really ended. When he left for college
her house was always his first stop when he returned home. Even
later when his children came, he was still looking after her
welfare. Not as often of course, but at least on a continual
ongoing bases.



She always remained, and would always be, his favorite aunt!


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