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Chapter 1 - Moving

Bryce pressed the brakes on his Toyota Camry, coming to a stop in front of his white and black, one-story house. His mother’s own black Toyota was parked on the left side of the paved driveway. As he exited the vehicle and started for the door, a movement to the right made him look to see a middle-aged woman with straight, black hair that fell just passed her shoulders. Her teardrop-shaped earrings swayed as she bent over to pick the large, cardboard box in front of her.

Rushing over, Bryce crossed the lawn that separated their two properties and grabbed the hefty box, lifting it up.

“Oh.” The woman stood up, her blue eyes shifting towards him in surprise. “Thank you.”

He smiled and nodded. “No problem. That’s what neighbors are for, right?” Now that he was closer, he was able to better make out the woman’s face – and she was absolutely gorgeous. She looks like a model.

Guessing, her age seemed to be in the mid to late thirties, easily putting her in the 'milf' category like his own mom. She was about his height, but her body was completely different from his slim build. The pair of huge breasts on her chest was probably even bigger than Double D's, and her ass was maybe even fatter. But it wasn’t flabby or sloppy, instead, it was plump and round.

I thought mom had the best ass I’d ever seen, but this woman's giving her a run for her money. Her attire consisted of a blue blouse and a black skirt that hugged her curvy hips.

“I guess it was a good idea to move into this neighborhood after all.” She chuckled, eyeing him with a warm expression.

Bryce glanced inside her four-door Nissan that was filled with more boxes. “Are you from around here? If you don’t mind me asking, ma’am.”

“Please, call me Valerie.” She gave him a sheepish smile. “Ma’am just makes me remember how old I am.”

He immediately shook his head. “That’s not true. You’re really pretty.”

“Thank you. Even if it is just flattery, that makes me feel a little better.” Her smile turned happy as she let out a small laugh. “But to answer your question, no. I’m originally from Georgia.” She glanced at the box in Bryce's hands. “Oh! That must be getting heavy.” She turned and started for the door. “Come on, you can set it inside the house.”

Following her, he entered the virtually empty house and put it down. “I’ll help you with the rest.” He turned to his side, looking back at her car.

Her eyes widened a bit. “Oh, sweetie. You really don’t have to go through all the trouble.”

“Really, it’s no problem.” He scratched his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh. “I’d actually feel more troubled if I left a woman to carry boxes all by herself…” Bryce's eyes popped open in realization at his words. “No offense!” He quickly blurted out.

Valerie watched him for a moment with an open mouth before a giggle escaped. “Well, if you insist that much, then I won’t stop you.” She moved closer to him and smiled. “But I’m helping, whether you like it or not.”

Bryce chuckled. “Then, I won’t fight you on that.”

“Good.”

The two then went about transferring the myriad of boxes and other items into Valerie's new home. When they were finally done, the sun that had been high in the sky was already gone and replaced by the moon.

Bryce wiped the sweat off his forehead. “That took longer than I expected.”

“I’m lucky you were here to help. I think that would’ve taken me all night.” She let out a tired sigh.

“Do you live alone?”

She nodded. “Yes. That’s actually why I came out here. I’m from a small town, so I decided to change things up and surround myself with some more people.”

“I understand… Kinda like a fresh start.” He waved one hand.

“Exactly.” Valerie smiled warmly at him.

Without warning, Bryce's smartphone began to vibrate. Pulling it out of his jean's pocket, he scanned the screen to see he had three missed calls and a text from his mother asking his whereabouts. “Oh, I really should get going now.” He winced, looking back up at his new neighbor as he turned to the door.

She looked at him with a slightly surprised expression. “Oh… I understand.” She then smiled, happily. “Thank you so much for today. You were a great help.”

“Glad I could help, Miss Valerie.” He nodded and quickly left the house.

“Wait!” She held out her hand as the door slammed shut. “I didn’t get your name…” She sighed and let go of a resigned smile. “He really is a sweet boy.” She put a hand to her chin. “Maybe I should bring him and his family cookies tomorrow?”

As soon as Bryce stepped inside his own house, his mom, Angela jumped up from the kitchen table further inside and bolted towards him. “Bryce?” She stopped just in front of him with a concerned look on her face. “Where in the world were you? If you didn’t notice, I only called and texted you like fifty times.”

He studied his thirty-six-year-old mother. Her dark hair was up in a messy bun; he was five inches taller than her at an average height, though their blue eyes matched. He always thought it was amazing how in shape she was, even rivaling his young, female classmates. She was just as pretty too with a small, pointy nose and slender face.

Despite her beauty, his mother was a bit on the tomboyish side, usually wearing a T-shirt and boy shorts as she did now. But being an athlete all her life, her ass was just short of perfection like an onion, and her breasts were an equally optimal size, sitting perkily on her chest.

“I was just at Chris' house and we ended up playing basketball, so I didn’t have the chance to answer.” He explained and then scratched his head. “But I’m eighteen now. You can’t treat me like a child forever, Angela.”

She punched his arm. “The last time I checked, I was your mom.”

“Ow. I have delicate skin, you know.” He rubbed the hit area.

She laughed. “I wouldn’t let the guys on the basketball team here you say that.”

“…That’s some solid advice.” He gave her a wry smile.

She watched him for a bit. “Listen, I know I can be somewhat overbearing, but I can’t help but worry when I don’t know where you are, or what you’re doing.” Angela's expression was a little more serious. “But if it bothers you that much then I’ll stop.”

Bryce immediately sighed and gave her a defeated smile, putting a hand on her shoulder. His mother was what they called ‘rough around the edges', but she was undoubtedly the sweetest person he knew. So, he could hardly get mad at her for caring about him. “It’s not that it bothers me, I just don’t want you to be stressed over me.”

“You’re all I have, so of course I’m going to stress over you.” She shook her head. “And I know you won’t need me anymore when you go off to college, so maybe I’m compensating, too… I don’t know.” Her face clouded over with a hint of sadness.

“Hey, of course, I’ll still need you when I go off to college.” He grinned. “Who's gonna do my laundry?”

“Oh, is that all I’m good for?” She raised her eyebrow with a playful smile.

He glanced at the ceiling. “Oh! I almost forgot. You can cook pretty well, too.” His smile went from ear to ear.

“Why you little jerk!” She seized him in a headlock.

“I was joking! It was a joke!” He blushed, feeling one of her soft boobs on his head.

She laughed and finally let him go after a short time. “That’s what I thought it was.”

He chuckled before getting serious himself. “I mean it though, Mom. You really do help me out a lot. I’ll always need you.”

She gave him a bright smile and gently put her hand on the side of his face. “Thank you, sweetie. And I’ll always be there for you.”

Bryce returned her smile and glanced at the digital clock on the stove. “Oh! Our show is starting soon.” His eyes opened.

Angela glanced back, too. “You’re right! I didn’t even realize.” She turned back to him.

The pair then rushed to the living room and sat on the sofa. After, they turned on the flat-screen television and changed the channel with the remote.

“It’s about to start.” She glanced at him, smiling excitedly. “I can’t wait to see if Ron survives the shooting!”

“I know! I’ve been thinking about it since the last episode.” He chuckled, looking at her.

The night passed with them watching the show and the next morning quickly arrived.

“What time is your appointment tomorrow?” Angela asked, stirring the large pot on the stove.

“At two - unfortunately.” He answered, sitting down at the kitchen table some feet behind her.

She laughed without looking back. “I know you hate going to the pulmonologist, but it’s seriously important, Bryce. Asthma is no joke.”

“Spoken like a true nurse.” He frowned a bit.

“Or a mother who deeply cares about her son.” She glanced back and grinned.

Bryce sighed. “How am I supposed to argue with that?”

“That’s the point.” She raised a spatula in the air.

“You never play fair.”

“And you’re just learning that now?” She laughed.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” Bryce got up and made his way turn the door. Once there, he opened it to see the woman he helped move in the day before.

“Hi.” Valerie gave him a friendly smile; in her hands was a plastic-covered plate full of chocolate chip cookies.

“Hi, Miss Valerie. What are you doing here?” He asked.

She held up the plate. “I didn’t get to properly thank you yesterday.” She extended them. “I hope you and your family like chocolate chip cookies.”

He took them from her, nodding with an excited smile. “Of course! Thank you.”

“It’s the least I can do.” She giggled, watching him.

“Please, come in. I’m sure my mom will wanna say hi.” Bryce opened the door more and moved to the side.

Valerie nodded, still smiling. “Thank you.” She then walked passed him to the kitchen; he followed close behind.

“Hey, Mom. Our new, next-door neighbor is here to say hello.” He announced, standing beside the woman.

His mom turned around from the stove with a smile. “Hi. Welcome to…” Angela's smile immediately faded. “What the hell are you doing here…?”

A surprised expression also appeared on Valerie's face. “Angela…?” Then all of a sudden, she turned to Bryce. “Then you’re…” Her eyes filled with water and her voice shook. “Bryce…”

He hesitantly glanced at his mother before looking back at the woman. “How do you know my name...?”

“I’m your aunt.” A tear fell down the left side of Valerie’s cheek.

Bryce thought for a moment. “Aunt Vee?”

“You remember me?” Her face and voice grew hopeful.

“Yeah, I do... Though my memory is a bit foggy. Sorry.” He scratched the side of his head.

She quickly shook her head. “It’s okay, honey. I – “

“He is not your ‘honey'!” Bryce's mom stepped directly in front of him, separating the two. “How did you find us? Did you follow us all the way from Masville or something?”

“…No. I had no idea you even lived in Florida.” Valerie looked straight at the other woman, her eyes shifting to Bryce.

Angela studied her for a short while. “…I guess it doesn’t matter. But if you don’t mind, I'd like you to get the hell out of my home - now. You’re not going to try to steal him away again.” Her voice had a hard edge to it as she glared.

Valerie was silent for a few seconds. “It was good to see you again, Bryce.” She smiled at him sadly, then turned and left.

“What was that about, Mom?” He asked her, confused.

She faced him, her expression angry. “Nothing. All you need to know is that you need to stay away from that woman.”

“But that was Aunt Valerie, wasn’t it? I do sorta remember her. Why all the hostility?” He tilted his head to the side. “And this business about stealing me away again?”

“It doesn’t matter – “

“Mom. If you want me to stay away from her, then just tell me what’s going on.” His tone was raised in exasperation.

Angela's mouth opened and closed as she went to argue. “Fine.” She sighed. “Your mom - Valerie’s sister, was insistent about moving to a big city and dragged my brother - your dad, and you to New York where he was robbed and murdered, not even two months later.” Her voice shook. “Our side of the family blamed her for his death. But even so, you continued to stay with your mother on the condition she moves back to Masville.” She shook her head with a humorless laugh. “Little did we know that she ran away and left you in Valerie’s care for two years, almost until you were five.”

Bryce's mouth opened. “Wait. So, I stayed with Aunt Valerie for two years?”

“Yes. I and the other members of our family would visit periodically, and every time we did, your mom was supposedly out on an ‘errand.'” Angela's eyes were glazed over, remembering the events. “We became suspicious and pressured Valerie for the truth and she confessed. It was then I knew that I shouldn’t have left you with those people and fought for custody and won. Your aunt challenged the ruling for, I don’t know how long…” She stepped closer and put her hand on his cheek, fixing him with a loving expression. “But I won in the end. And I’m glad I did because you are the best thing that ever happened to me. And I refuse to lose you. So, do you understand now?”

Bryce watched her back for a bit before nodding slowly. “I… understand.”

She smiled and stood on her tippy-toes to kiss his forehead. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Angela moved away and started for the stove one more time, smiling. “Now! Let’s have lunch.”

Chapter 2 – Closer

The situation with Bryce's aunt, Valerie plagued his mind for the rest of the day. Even if his biological mother did abandon him, his aunt had taken care of him and even fought for him. Sure, his mom’s hesitation was more than understandable, but his aunt didn’t seem like a bad person. So, despite his parent's wish, he visited Valerie’s home; his mother would be at work as a nurse until the evening, so he was in no danger of being caught.

“Bryce…?” His aunt seemed shocked at his appearance when she opened the door.

“Hi, Aunt Valerie.” He gave a nervous smile.

“What are you doing here? Does your mother know you’re here?” She glanced passed him.

He shook his head. “No, she doesn’t. I’m sorry. Should I not have come?”

She let out a small gasp. “No! Of course not, honey. I’m glad you’re here.” She gave him an easy smile, opening the door wider. “Here. Why don’t you come in?”

“Okay.” He dipped his head and stepped inside.

“Are you hungry? I don’t have much yet, but I can whip up a sandwich or something.” Valerie closed the door and walked over to him.

“It’s okay. I already had lunch. Not to mention one too many of your cookies.” Bryce chuckled, patting his stomach.

“I’m glad you liked them.” Her eyes sparkled, watching him closely.

He shifted uncomfortably after a few seconds with her intense scrutiny. “…Is there something wrong?”

Valerie laughed awkwardly. “I’m sorry… It’s just I can’t believe how handsome you’ve gotten.”

“That’s a bit embarrassing, Aunt Valerie.” He rubbed the back of his head. “But thank you.”

“…It feels really good when you call me that.” She smiled warmly at him.

He met her gaze directly. “Mom told me everything that happened when I was younger… Did you really raise me for two years?”

“I did.” She nodded.

“I’m sorry that I don’t remember.”

She shook her head. “Don’t be. You were only three at the time.” She glanced at the living room that only had one sofa in it. “Would you like to see some pictures?”

“Really?” Bryce asked, excitedly.

Valerie giggled. “Mhm. Come on.”

She led him to the sofa where they sat down beside each other. Next, she reached into the cardboard box to the right of her and pulled out a thick photo album.

“Wow. You look exactly the same.” Bryce exchanged glances between his aunt and the picture of her holding his hand in a park.

“You really know how to inflate a woman’s ego, don’t you?” She laughed, looking at him.

He blushed and averted his eyes back to the album. “Man, was my head really that big as a kid?”

Valerie huffed out another laugh. “I think you were quite cute. Though you were a handful at times.”

“On behalf of my younger self, I apologize.” He laughed out loud.

“No… there’s no need to apologize.” She shook her head, turning in her seat to face him more. “Being with you was one of the happiest times in my life.” A nostalgic and sad expression was on her face.

Bryce hesitated, thinking of his next words. “I know my mom still has negative feelings towards you and the others… but I know you’re not a bad person.” He paused. “Um… that’s actually why I came over here. I want to have a relationship with you Aunt Valerie. You’re my family, too.”

Tears immediately rolled down both eyes as she smiled happily. “You don’t know how happy that makes me hear that.” She put her hand on the side of his face. “I know I’m basically a stranger in your eyes, but I’ve never forgotten about you.”

Bryce smiled and wiped away the tears on her face. “You’re not a stranger to me, Aunt Vee. We just have a lot of catching up to do.”

She laughed and removed her hand. “Yes. Thirteen years’ worth, give or take.”

“Well, we have time. Especially since summer break starts soon.” He smiled wider.

“What about your mother? She won’t be happy about this.” A concerned expression appeared on his aunt’s face.

“I’m eighteen and I can make decisions for myself… though I don’t think it’d the best time to tell her yet, with the situation so fresh.” Bryce gave a sheepish smile.

Valerie giggled and nodded. “I think that is a very smart idea.”

He released let out a puff of laughter through his nose. “Well, I should get going soon. I have an appointment with my pulmonologist.”

Valerie's eyes opened. “How could I forget to ask? How is your asthma?” She leaned towards him.

“No problems. I barely even have to use my inhaler.” He tapped the item in his pocket.

“Thank goodness…” She breathed a sigh of relief. “As a nurse, I’ve seen some asthma patients who have to use theirs daily.”

“You’re a nurse like my mom?” Bryce's voice rose.

She nodded. “We even graduated from the same school.”

“Wow, I had a clue. Which hospital are you going to work?”

“The downtown location… Does your mother work there?” Angela looked at him nervously.

He winced. “Yup. That she does.”

Valerie sighed. “Well, I guess that was bound to happen. But I don’t start for another week or so, so I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.” A smile grew on her face. “Do you… mind if I tag along to your appointment?”

“Are you sure? I usually and up waiting an hour or something.” He said, somewhat annoyed.

“I don’t care about that.” She giggled. “As long as we’re together.”

Bryce watched her for a moment before smiling. “Thanks... It’ll be nice to have someone there with me. And I can show you a little bit of the town along the way.” He stood up and held out his elbow. “Just think of me as your guide for the day, madam.” He said in his best British accent.

Valerie giggled out loud and stood up to hook her elbow into his. “Why thank you, kind sir. I am quite looking forward to it.” She also gave her the best impression in the same accent.

The next month passed as Bryce and his aunt became closer and spent more time together. Currently, he was at her house after having dinner.

“That was really good, Aunt Valerie.” He set down his fork when the last bite of lasagna was down his throat.

“I’m glad you appreciate my cooking.” She smiled from across the table and glanced at the square pan on the stove to their right. “Do you want seconds?”

He waved his hands and laughed. “Any more and I’ll explode. Plus, I’m trying to get into better shape.”

“I think you’re perfect just as you are.”

“You’re just saying that because you’re my aunt.” He gave her a lopsided smile.

“Hey, that’s not true at all. Even if I wasn’t, I would still find you very attractive.” She mocked frowned.

Bryce blushed. “That’s a bit embarrassing, but thanks.”

She laughed. “Oh. Before I forget, there’s something I wanted to give you.”

“Huh? What is it?” He eyed curiously.

“Be back in a sec!” Valerie jumped up and returned a short while later to sit back down and hold out a silver key.

He took and studied it. “A key to your heart?”

“You already have that, silly.” She giggled.

“Then, what’s this one for?” He lightly smiled.

“I’m really happy how our relationship has progressed in the last month, and I thought it was long overdue you had a key here to come and go whenever you please. After all, I want you to think of this as your second home…” She looked worried. “Am I... moving too fast?”

“You are moving a bit fast, to be honest.”

A stab of pain was in Valerie's chest. “I-I thought so. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

He shook his head. “No, I’m happy that you are. For so long it was just me and mom. And now it feels like I have a second mom…” He smiled. “I hope I’m not moving too fast in saying that either.”

Her eyes filled with water. “Are you kidding? That’s all I’ve wanted to hear ever since we reunited... Can I give you a hug?”

“You don’t even have to ask.” He laughed and stood up; his aunt did the same, moving to him to wrap her arms around his back. Mmm. She smells like flowers or something.

After a little, she pulled back giving him a loving smile. “Thank you, honey.”

He nodded.

She glanced back at the television in the living room. “I was thinking we could watch a movie – “

“I totally forgot me and mom were supposed to watch a movie tonight!” His eyes spotted the digital clock on the stove. “I should get going, Aunt Vee.” He paused. “Oh, and I apologize. I didn’t mean to interrupt what you were about to say.”

“…It was nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow?” Her expression was hopeful.

“Ah, sorry.” Bryce rubbed the back of his head. “Mom and I have something planned tomorrow, too. I’ll come by the day after. Is that okay?”

“Of course…” She did her best to keep from looking sad.

“Great. See you, then.” He kissed her on the cheek and left.

Valerie plopped down at the kitchen table, her face etched with defeat. It’s true Bryce and I have gotten closer over the past month, but I’ll never be more important to him than Angela. Although... I could make him see me as equal to her. But how do I close the thirteen-year-old gap in our relationship? Not to mention that when Angela finds out he's been seeing me behind her back, she might force him to stop.

“I don’t know…” She sighed and put the two empty plates on the table. I guess I’ll shower and head to bed. As she took off her T-shirt and black bra, she checked her large, tear-shaped breast for any lumps or abnormal spots. Next, she pulled down her skirt to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties. Studying herself in the mirror, her big, juicy ass was visible even from the front and her shaved pussy was on full display.

Plenty of men hit on her constantly, but bad relationships in the past made her wary of dating. It was then an idea popped into her head. If I can’t fully take Angela's place as Bryce's mother… then I’ll make him look at me in another way. Valerie rubbed one of her breasts and smiled. “That’s it. I’m going to seduce him…” But I can’t be too obvious! I have to be subtle in my approach or he’ll know what I’m doing and I might make him distant.

For the next two days, she created a plan to make her nephew see her as a woman, and not just his aunt.

Chapter 3 – Plan in Motion

Bryce went to knock on his aunt's door, but remembered he had a key. It still made him feel like he was breaking into someone else’s house, but he brushed the feeling aside. “Aunt Vee?” He knew she had to be around since her car was in the driveway.

“I’m in the exercise room, sweetie!” Her voice called out from deeper inside.

Going into the hallway on the far side of the room, he entered the second door on the left to see she was sitting on the floor; she had on black leggings and a tank top that stopped at her belly button.

“Hi!” She greeted him happily. “Just doing a little yoga.”

“No wonder you’re in such great shape.” His eyes took in the abs on her soft stomach, and her toned arms and legs.

“That and I basically stay away from every food item except for lettuce.” She laughed.

“Oof. I can’t say I feel your pain, but I admire your dedication.” He winced. “But I’ll come back later when you’re not busy.”

“No, no, no. I want to hear about your day.”

A defeated smile appeared on him. “It wasn’t too eventful. There was a really hard math test…” He forgot the next string of words as Valerie raised one leg straight into the air, while the other stayed flat on the floor. The position put her crotch on display, the tight material of her leggings showing the outline of her thick pussy lips.

“Is something wrong?” She asked without looking at him, a knowing smile tugging on her lips.

“U-Uh, no…” What the hell is wrong with you, dude! You’re getting turned on by your aunt! “I was saying… the math test was super hard and it took everything in me not to cheat on the smartest girl in class who was sitting next to me.”

Aunt Valerie laughed and sat up to look him. “I wish I had your willpower because I got caught cheating more times than I would’ve liked.”

“Really?” He chuckled. “I pegged you as the brainy type.”

“Never judge a book by its cover!” She laid on her stomach and raised only her hips, so her ass was lifted into the air and pointing straight at Bryce. Fuck… Aunt Vee has such a fat ass. Ah! There I go again! He fought the boner trying to come to life in his pants, but his aunt’s impeccable butt filled his vision with its circumference made it impossible.

“Yeah… I’ve made that mistake before...” His response was dull and slow as he struggled to look away from her voluptuous body.

“Bryce. Could you help me with this next pose? I always have trouble with it.” She got to her feet.

“Uh… sure. What do you need me to do?” He moved near her.

“Get behind me and hold my hips.” Valerie noticed the slight bulge in his pants but didn’t comment. He has a bit of a hard-on, but we need to push further.

“R-Right.” He did as she said and awkwardly placed his hands on her hips.

Afterward, she bent all the way down and touched her fingers to the mat. Shit! Bryce could feel Aunt Vee's marshmallowy ass against his dick and balls. And just as he thought upon their first time meeting again, it was firm and tight, having the feel of a small, athletic one. Her butt defies the law of physics! In response, his cock got even harder and bigger. Dammit! What if she notices!? I have to back up a little.

Valerie's eyes opened in surprise, feeling his growing erection. His penis feels so hard, like it’s about to burst… But he started to pull away from her, breaking the connection. He doesn’t want me to know. She held back a giggle and pretended to sway to the side. “Bryce! You have to stand directly behind me, or I’ll lose my balance.”

“S-Sorry about that.” He reluctantly pressed his dick against her soft ass once more. Shit… I don’t want her to notice my boner, but this does feel kinda nice.

A minute later, she stood up straight again and faced him, smiling coyly. “Thanks for the help.”

He cleared his throat nervously. “Anytime.”

A couple days went by before Valerie started phase two of reducing her nephew. “Oh. I have no idea why, but my shoulders have been so stiff for the last few days.” She rolled them.

Bryce was sitting on the couch beside her looked away from the movie they were watching and at her. “Do you want me to massage them for you?”

“That would be wonderful, Bryce. Thank you.” She smiled at him.

He returned it and got up to stand behind her at the back of the couch. Then, he placed both his hands on either of her shoulders and applied force to his fingers to rub her muscles firmly. “Do you want me to do it harder, or is that good enough force?” All he could see was her ponytail and top of her head.

“Oh no… What you’re doing right now feels so good, pumpkin…” She breathed sensually.

“O-Okay…” I must be a better masseuse than I thought.

“Oh god… A little more to the left.” Aunt Valerie let out a groan.

Bryce swallowed, feeling his manhood get long and rigid. I really am I pervert… Even her groaning gets me rock hard, but she’s so sexy! I can’t help it! “Like this…?” He readjusted his touch.

She sucked in a breath. “Oh yeah… just like that. Don’t stop.” Her legs squirmed.

He was getting more turned on as he leaned forward to look down her buttoned-shirt. Fuck. She’s not wearing a bra? I just want to stick my face between those two ginormous tits. I’d probably suffocate, but it would be a good death.

“Mmm… That was wonderful. Thanks again.” She tossed her head back and smiled lovingly at him.

He immediately backed up and veered his eyes to the side and off her chest. “Sure thing!”

He’s so cute. Valerie mentally giggled.

She let another two days go by before phase three was activated. “Sweetie. I bought some new bikinis. Would it be a bother to ask your opinion on them?” She called back from the kitchen as she was chopping up carrots.

“I’m no expert, but of course I’ll help you out.” He clicked the television remote to change the channel from his position on the living room sofa.

“I don’t need an expert, just an honest opinion.” She laughed. “Give me a bit and I’ll try them on for you.”

As promised, she ushered Bryce to her room and sat him on the bed in the middle. “No peeking!” She poked his nose, giggling and made her way towards her closet on the far side of the bedroom.

I’d like to say I’m not even tempted to look at my aunt’s naked body, but that would be a very big lie.

“Okay!” You can open your eyes.”

His eyelids slowly lifted up to see her in a dark red, two-piece bikini. Her giant breasts practically spilled out from the top and the bottom was narrow on her pelvis, making the outfit even more seductive.

“It looks really good on you, Aunt Vee! But can I see the back?” He tried to keep the horniness he was feeling from affecting his voice.

“Oh. I guess that would help, wouldn’t it?” She had a sheepish smile and put her back to him. I can practically feel his gaze burning into my ass…

Bryce stared intently on the beautiful woman’s considerable backside, his member growing larger at the sight of it. What I wouldn’t give to bury my cock deep inside that… He had tried to resist his sexual feelings for his aunt time and time again, but it was impossible when she was nonchalantly flashing her pornstar body at him almost every day.

She faced him again. “So?”

“Y-Yes! It looks even better from the back.” He sat forward to hide his arousal.

Valerie peeked down seeing it anyway and smiled. “Okay. I’ll show you the other one now. Close your eyes!”

He did and waited as the sounds of her changing filled his ears. I don’t think I can take any more of this or my dick is gonna explode.

“Alright. I’m ready.”

Bryce reopened his eyes to check out her second bikini choice and involuntarily swallowed. Her first swimming wear was mouth-watering for sure, but the one she had on now… it threatened to push him over the edge. His busty aunt was sporting a black, one-piece that left little to the imagination. Her mammoth tits were squeezed at the top, causing them to look like a pair of volleyballs inside. And where the swimsuit was supposed to cover her curvy hips and pelvis, it was barely wide enough to hide her pussy.

“Do you not like this one?” She asked when he hadn’t said anything.

“Oh no!” He came to his senses. “I just can’t believe how beautiful you are!” That… and I was too busy picturing how sweet your pussy taste if I stuck my tongue in it. “You could seriously be a model!”

“You’re so sweet. I’ll show you the back, too.” She giggled and did.

As if it was a vacuum cleaner, her booty swallowed up the back of the bikini, so all its roundness was visible. Shit, shit, shit! I really can’t take it anymore! “Wow. You look amazing from the back with this bikini, too, Aunt Valerie.”

She spun around to him. “You keep on saying the right things and I’ll never let you leave here.” She laughed. “So, which one do you think is the best?”

Definitely the second one… but that means other guys would be ogling her and I don’t want that. Wait, does that mean I’m jealous? No… I’m just looking out for the best interest of my dear aunt. Yeah! That’s all it is. “I do admit I like the second one, but guys around here are assholes and I wouldn’t want you to deal with that…”

His aunt watched him for a bit. Oh my god… He is just the sweetest nephew ever! “Thank you, honeybunch. I’ll go with the other one, then.”

The very next day when he came over, she set her final step to seduce him in action. After they both settled down beside each other in the living room watching a romantic comedy, she began running a hand through her hair. “Bryce? Could I bother you to get my hairbrush in the bathroom? It’s on top of the dirty clothes hamper.”

“It’s no bother.” He flashed a smile at her and went to retrieve it. When he reached the aforementioned place, he saw a blue brush, but a pair of lacy, purple panties sticking out from the hamper is what stole his attention. No… you’re not actually thinking about smelling your own aunt's panties, are you? That’s sick! His inner voice tried to admonish him for his lewd thoughts, but he ignored it and glanced behind him.

The door was slightly open, but his aunt wouldn’t come looking for him after just a few seconds; he was safe. Picking up the sexy underwear, he sniffed it and smelled the strong scent of body odor and the slight stench of urine; it was also warm to the touch. Did she just take these off? Fuck. He pulled down his shorts to see he had a full erection, the various veins in his dick throbbing. Stuffing the panties even more into his nose, he began stroking his steel-like rod.

Immediately after Bryce made his way towards the bathroom, Valerie had followed him and peeked through the crack in the door. She'd purposely left her lingerie hanging halfway out the hamper to entice him. Beforehand, she had made sure to rub her pussy all over it to leave a more powerful stink. And even though it was her plan, her heart started beating faster when he did actually start sniffing her panties and started masturbating, although his back was turned to her at an angle so she couldn’t get a clear view of his penis.

He’s… he's jerking off while smelling my dirty panties… Her hands slowly strayed down into her skirt and further into her underwear where her hot pussy was. I’m getting wet. She put a finger on her slit and felt the moisture. I wanted to seduce him… but am I sexually attracted to him, too?

“Ohh… Aunt Vee… I wanna ram my cock into your tight, little pussy so bad.” Bryce groaned in a quiet voice.

She had to strain her ears, but his words were clear to her. I want you to fuck me too, baby… I want to feel your rock-hard dick deep inside me… She put two fingers over her clit and started rubbing in a circular motion, the tiny bulb getting bigger from the action.

“And after I’m done ravaging your cunt, I’m wanna make you drink all my cum…!” He grunted, moving his hand even faster on his member.

Yes, Bryce, I’ll drink it all for you and won’t leave a single drop! Her own hand began to move more violently as she stuck the fingers that had been rubbing her increasing, wet vagina into its small hole.

“Fuck…! I’m cumming! Take all my cum, Aunt Vee!” A surge of powerful pleasure traveled the length of Bryce's hard-on as white streaks off semen sprayed out and onto the tiled floor.

I’m cumming too, honey! A spray of liquid dribbled out of Valerie's pussy, completely soaking her panties. Oh no! If I sit on the couch like this he’ll notice for sure! She peeked down at the moisture seeping through her skirt and scurried off to her bedroom to clean up.

Bryce on the other hand, was dealing with his own mess as he cleaned up the goo on the floor. Probably not a good idea to so carelessly jerk off here. I might actually get caught next time… But shit, that felt amazing. He made sure to place the panties back in their original position before taking the brush as he intended to do, to begin with, and left the bathroom.

“Aunt Vee?” He didn’t see her when he reached the living room.

“Sorry about disappearing, it was a little chilly so I wanted to change into something warmer…” She was wearing sweatpants now.

“Right…” He was finding it difficult to make contact with her after his recent, inappropriate deed. “Here’s the brush.” He held it out to her, still not looking at her.

He’s probably nervous about masturbating with my panties… He keeps getting cuter by the day. Tomorrow, I’ll finally put the last step of the plan into motion. “Thank you, sweetie.”

Chapter 4 – The Final Step

Valerie was slightly worried that Bryce might be too shy to come by her house the next day, but when she heard the door behind open, her chest swelled with happiness.

“Hey, Aunt Vee.” He saw her head peeking out from the kitchen. “What are you doing?”

“Just making some tea? Want some?

“I’m more of a coffee guy.” He smiled.

She shook her head. “That stuff isn’t good for you if you drink too much of it. It can act like a drug.”

“Better than cocaine or something though, right?” He grinned.

She huffed out a laugh. “I’m making you tea and you better drink it all.”

“Man, I guess I have no choice if you’re forcing me.” He smiled and glanced at the television. “Do you mind if I change the channel? The game is on.”

She dipped back into the kitchen, her head disappearing from his sight. “Why do you think I got cable for in the first place?”

He laughed and made his way to the living room. “I feel like a king when I’m over here.”

“I told you, I really do want you to feel like this is your second home.”

“Thanks, Aunt Vee. You really have made it feel like that.” Bryce grabbed the remote before he flopped down on the couch and changed the channel to a football game.

“I’m happy to hear that, Hun.” She walked over to sit next to him, two steaming cups in her hand. “Here, try this.” She gave him one.

“Thanks.” He sipped it. “It’s actually pretty good.”

“See? If you never try new things, then many things this world has to offer will be closed off to you.” Valerie sipped her own.

“Wow.” He looked at her with an open mouth.

“What?”

“That was very philosophical.” He grinned.

“You just love to tease your poor old aunt, don’t you?” She chuckled, shaking her head.

His eyes involuntarily shifted to the pillows on her chest. “Nothing about you is poor or old, Aunt Victoria.”

He looked at my breasts… I guess it’s a good Segway into the next topic. “There was actually something I needed to talk to you about, Bryce…”

“What’s wrong?” He set his cup down on the coffee table nearby.

“Yesterday when I sent you to fetch my hairbrush… I saw what you did with my underwear.” Her facial expression was unreadable.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! How the hell does she know!? That doesn’t matter right now, you idiot. What you have to do is just stay calm and deny it until the cows come home. “U-Um… I’m not sure what you’re talking about. Maybe it looked that way from a distance – “

Valerie put her drink beside his and put her hand on his forearm, giving him a reassuring smile. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You don’t have to lie. I’m not upset at all.”

“Y-You're not…?” His eyes were full of fear and worry.

“Of course not. It’s completely normal for a boy you’re age to be interested in the female body and sex.”

He hung his head. “But you’re my aunt…” He made eye contact. “Isn’t that weird?”

She shook her head, still smiling gently. “Not at all. Back in medieval times, it was normal for family members to be together and even get married.

“I’ve read that before…” Bryce hesitantly nodded. “Thanks for being so understating, and not making me feel like a freak.”

“I would never think that no matter what you did. I have to ask though; don’t you have a girlfriend or anything to take care of you?”

Are we really going to talk about my sex life? Geez, I guess so. “I did have a girlfriend a few months ago, but I always get so nervous and awkward around girls that they end up dumping me before we get to do anything.”

“So, you’re a virgin?” She eyed him curiously.

Someone, anyone, just shoot me now and be done with it. “Yeah… That’s embarrassing at my age, huh?”

“Not at all. I think it’s really cute.” Valerie smiled affectionately at him.

“I don’t exactly wanna be looked at as 'cute'” He sighed.

“Then… do you want to see my breasts?” She put one hand on them.

“W-What!?” Bryce almost fell off the couch.

“You’ve never seen them before and want to have a little more experience, don’t you?” A small smile was on her face.

Holy crap! She’s dead serious. I hope I don’t go to hell for this… “I-Is it really okay?”

Instead of responding, she smiled wider and took off her blouse, then bra.

Bryce's eyes virtually doubled as her bare jugs flopped down to her chest, her pink nipples and brownish areoles exposed. “Wow…”

“I hope that’s a good wow this time?” She raised one eyebrow.

He nodded at once. “It is! Your breasts are so amazing, Aunt Valerie.”

“Try touching them.”

“O-Okay.” He gulped and grabbed both of her titties.

They were definitely huge and soft, but like her ass had a nice firmness to them. Her skin was flawless too, a nice creamy color to it. As he began squeezing them, he noticed his aunt's nipples getting harder until they were shooting straight out. Shit! She’s getting turned on. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and latched onto one, his tongue flicking and poking against it.

Oh god… He's playing with my nipples. I didn’t expect him to be so aggressive. The pace of her breathing sped up.

Doing the same to the other protruding nipple, Bryce closed his mouth around it to press it down with his tongue before sucking on it like a pacifier.

It was getting harder for Valerie to control her moans as her breathing turned heavier, too. “Bryce… touch my pussy…” She managed to get out as she gripped the hair at the back of his head and laid back on the couch to spread her legs wide.

Did she actually just say what I thought she did? I guess so! He reached into her skirt, then panties until he felt the hotness of her pussy. As he rubbed the long slit, his fingers began to get drenched in her fluids. Man! She’s so wet. His aunt's moan became audible, making him hornier and his cock swell. Sticking his index finger into her gash, he did a 'come here' motion.

“Oh, Bryce… Don’t stop, sweetie…” Her grip on his hair tightened as her moaning got louder, and legs opened wider. “Stick another finger in my pussy…”

He obeyed, jamming his middle digit inside her, and made sure not to neglect her boobs as he rubbed his thumb over one in a slow circle and groped the other one, kneading it like pizzaTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.