Summer Vacation

Chapter 1: Tommy Jackson will be living with his aunt for the summer.

"Your father got the grant he applied for, the one to do the study of Kodiak bears this summer," Tommy Jackson's mother announced at breakfast one morning late in May.

"That's neat, Mom," the young man said as he spooned sugar on his raisin bran.

"It means we're going to Alaska and will be living in the wilderness all summer while your father does his study," his mother said. She frowned when her son put a second spoonful of sugar on his cereal. "You know, Tommy, too much sugar isn't good for you."

"Aw Mom!" Tommy retorted. Like any teenager, he was embarrassed when his mother acted like a mother. Then what she'd said about living in Alaska hit him. "Alaska! Mom! I can't go to Alaska! Jeez! I just got that job at the Inn! And what about my friends...and my karate lessons?"

"Your father and I discussed that," his mother said. "We'd love to have you go to Alaska with us, but we thought you might not want to do that. Your father can't afford to turn down this opportunity. He's been trying to get the Kodiak bear study grant approved for three years."

"You mean it would be OK if I don't go?" Tommy asked, feeling excited. The prospect of being on his own for the whole summer was thrilling. His parents wouldn't be home. If he got lucky and finally scored with a chick, he'd have a place to bring her. That would be far-out! Then he saw the stern look on his mother's face.

"We wanted to be sure you'd be looked after and fed," she said. "So we asked Karen if she'd look after you. She said she'd be happy to have you stay with her for the summer."

"Aunt Karen?" Tommy said. His heart sank. His mother's adopted sister was a nice lady, and he loved her, but she was real religious. Staying at her house wouldn't be any fun. She'd probably be trying to get him to pray all the time and he'd have to go to church every Sunday. She'd probably want him to come in early Saturday nights, too.

On top of that, his cousin Kim, who was only a few years older than he was, would be home from college. He and his cousin got along OK, but ever since she'd started college she'd been acting real snotty and treated him like he was still a kid. On the other hand, Kim was a very good-looking young woman. Even though she was his cousin, Tommy had entertained sexual fantasies about her more than once.

"Maybe it will be good for you to stay with Aunt Karen," his mother continued. "You'll find out things at home aren't as bad as you think they are."

"Hell," Tommy thought, discouraged, "compared to living with Aunt Karen, nothing's that bad." "I don't think living at home is that bad," he replied. "How long will you guys be gone?"

"We're leaving at the end of this month," his mother said. "And we won't be back until the end of August, just in time for school."

Tommy wasn't thrilled about living with his Aunt Karen for the summer, but it sure was better than spending three months in the wilds of Alaska where the only females in miles would be large and small four-legged furry creatures.

"Your father and I thought you might decide not to go along," his mother said, "so I've already started packing some of your things."

"How come I can't just stay here?" Tommy asked.

"We've arranged a house swap," his mother explained. "A professor from Alaska happened to be teaching some summer courses at the university. He and his wife will be living here while we're gone. It's one way of cutting down on our expenses."

"Oh," Tommy said. His fantasy of having a place to bring girls was dashed. He wasn't going to have the chance to sneak into the empty house while his parents were gone. He finished his breakfast, kissed his mother, then he headed for school.

The young man was about to start his senior year in high school. After graduation he would be off to college.

Tommy's fondest wish was to lose his virginity this summer. He had gotten a part-time job as a bus-boy at a local restaurant. Though he'd had other job offers, he picked the restaurant job because it left his days free to hang around, and the restaurant closed at nine, so he'd have most of his evenings free, too. Meanwhile, there were still a few weeks until summer vacation began and he had finals and the festivities that accompanied the end of the school year to get through.

Tommy liked school and was a good student. That pleased his teachers and his parents, but didn't do much to make him very popular. Although he was good at his studies, he didn't have a lot of interest in sports, with the exception of the martial arts. He was extremely proficient in karate, tae kwon do, and several of the other martial arts, mainly because of his ability to concentrate and willingness to submit to the necessary discipline. All of his training had taken place in a small dojo in a neighboring town, so none of his friends had any idea he knew anything about martial arts.

Tommy made it a point to not let anyone know of his martial arts ability and even had to absorb harassment from school bullies on more than one occasion. His mother, a bit of a pacifist, constantly implored him not to fight. He loved his mother and was faithful to her wishes, although at times his self-control was sorely tested when some of the bigger guys in school hassled him.

His studiousness and unwillingness to fight resulted in his being regarded as a "nerd" or "geek" in school. It also had a negative impact on the number of girls willing to go out with him. The result was that while his sexual feelings waxed, his opportunities waned. Maybe, with his folks out of town he could change that! He adamantly wished to begin his senior year in high school no longer a virgin.

After school, Tommy went to the restaurant where he worked. When he walked into the dining room, his breath caught in his throat. The woman standing there, wearing a white blouse, snug black slacks, and frilly apron the inn's waitresses wore was, he thought, one of the loveliest women he'd ever seen! She had reddish blonde hair, a trim figure, and looked a little like Reba McEntire, the country singer. Only he thought she was lots prettier than Reba McEntire.

Mr. Dreisbach, the owner of the Four Corners Inn, smiled at Tommy and gestured to him. "Tommy, come over, meet our new waitress. Tina, this is Tommy, he's going to be your busboy tonight. Tommy, this is Tina. She's going to be working here. Amanda had to leave. Her mother's ill."

"Hi, Tommy," the woman said and smiled at him. She offered him a small, nicely formed hand.

Tommy took her hand and they shook. She had a wonderful voice! Actually, she didn't look much older than him. Maybe only a couple of years. "Ah...hi," he said, noticing that his voice cracked a little and his face felt hot.

"Tommy's done very well so far," Mr. Dreisbach teased. "He's been working here two weeks, now, and he's only broken a few dishes."

"Aw, Mr. Dreisbach," Tommy said. He knew his employer liked him and he liked the hotel owner. He adored Mrs. Dreisbach, the owner's wife, who did most of the cooking. She made genuine German dishes, things Tommy had never eaten before, but loved once he tasted them.

Some customers came in, and Mr. Dreisbach and Tina went over to seat them and take their orders. As Tina walked away from him, Tommy observed that she had an incredible ass. As his sexuality blossomed, he realized he was an ass man, and Tina's was the best he'd ever seen.

The night wasn't terribly busy, but enough so it went quickly. Soon it was time to close up. Tommy set up all the tables for the next day, and Tina helped him. They chatted amiably. Tina seemed to be a nice person.

"You live near here?" she asked as they filled salt and pepper shakers.

"Ah...about a block or two over toward Main Street," he replied, spilling a little salt on the tablecloth.

"I just moved to town a couple of weeks ago," she said. "My son and I have an apartment over on sixteenth."

Her son! She couldn't be old enough to have children! Tommy was flabbergasted. Maybe she was older than he thought. "You...you're married?" he said.

"Divorced," Tina replied. "Billy, that's my little boy, he's five."

"You don't look old enough to have a five-year-old son," Tommy said.

Tina flashed him a smile that almost made his heart stop. "You're sweet," she said.

Then they were finished. They walked out together. Tommy wanted desperately to offer to walk Tina home, but didn't have the nerve. Her house was in the opposite direction of his, anyhow. "Well, ah, I'll see you tomorrow," he said as they stood on the porch of the Inn.

"Sure will," Tina said. "I think I'm going to like working here. This seems like a really nice place."

"It is," Tommy said. "The Dreisbachs are great people."

"Well," Tina started down the steps. "See you tomorrow."

"Ah...yeah." Tommy went, too, and headed toward his house. Every so often, he stopped and turned, watching Tina as she walked away from him. When she turned the corner and was out of sight, he felt a little lonely.

"I wonder how old she is?" he mused as he continued his walk home. "If she got married when she was sixteen, and had her son right away, that means she might only be twenty-one." Tommy was eighteen, so their three-year age difference didn't seem all that bad. The fact that he couldn't get a date with girls his age didn't cross his mind.

"How was work?" his mother asked when he walked into the house.

"Not bad," he replied, getting a soda out of the refrigerator. "They got a new waitress. She's real nice. She's divorced and has a five-year old son."

"That's nice," his mother said. "You should start getting your things together tonight. We have to make sure the house is ready for the people who are coming before we leave, you know."

"Yeah, OK, Mom," Tommy said as he headed for his bedroom.

Chapter 2: Tommy gets settled in his aunt's house.

Tommy awoke with a start and discovered he wasn't alone in his bed. He was confused at first. He couldn't imagine who was in bed with him. All he knew was that there was another body in bed next to him. He turned his head and looked. It was Tina! He couldn't believe it!

The attractive red-head smiled at him. "Hi," she said.

"Ah...hi," Tommy replied. He could feel himself shaking. What was she doing here? What would his mother do if she caught them?

"Would you like to make love to me, Tommy?" Tina asked, her voice husky. She pulled back the covers and the young man gulped. She was naked! God! She was even more beautiful than he'd imagined she'd be!

Tommy couldn't talk. He gulped and nodded.

"Well, then..." Tina murmured. She reached for him.

Tommy gasped when her hand slid over his belly to his cock, which stiffened painfully the closer her hand came to it. He groaned when the woman's soft hand encircled his rigid penis. He couldn't believe it! Tina, the lovely woman he'd been working with for two weeks, was in his bed, reaching for his cock! She'd asked him to make love to her! He was so turned on! Her hand was moving up and down on his cock now and it felt wonderful! God, she was going to make him come if she kept that up! He gazed into her lovely eyes, saw the soft smile on her face.

"You're quite a man, Tommy," Tina whispered. Her hand continued to move on him, making him shake and groan with delight. "I wish I'd known sooner how much of a man you are."

"I...ah...I'm gonna come!" Tommy groaned. His insides coiled as he neared the point of explosion.

"Go ahead!" Tina replied. Her hand moved faster. "I'd like that."

"Gah! Gahh!" Tommy wailed. His hips jerked and his cock began spewing powerful spurts of hot cream. He couldn't remember ever feeling this wonderful! When he started to come, he squeezed his eyes closed. When he was finished, he opened them.

* * * * * * * * * *

He was alone! His hand, not Tina's, was holding his cock and the sheets and his hand were covered with the remnants of his ejaculation. He couldn't believe it! It was a dream! But it seemed so real. Disappointed, he wiped his hand on the sheets, then got out of bed.

"Tommy!" He jumped when his mother yelled. "Are you up yet?"

"Yeah, Mom, I'm up," he replied. "I was up even more a few minutes ago," he thought with more than a little irony.

"Strip your bed," his mother yelled. "I want all of the laundry done before we leave."

"OK, Mom," Tommy called back. His folks were leaving for Alaska that afternoon and he was headed for his religious Aunt Karen's house for the summer. He'd spent most of the previous afternoon, after school, packing.

He stripped the damp, sticky sheets off the bed. Once that was done, he took a shower and got dressed. He'd taken his last exams Wednesday and didn't have to go back to school until next Thursday, to clean out his locker and pick up his report card. He went downstairs carrying the bundle of sheets, hoping his mother wouldn't notice the sticky mess he'd made.

His mother was in the kitchen, working at the counter. "Put those sheets right in the washing machine," she told him, "I've got just about everything else done."

Relieved that his mother wouldn't be handling the messy sheets, Tommy did as he was told, then he sat down to eat breakfast.

His mother brought some orange juice over to the table. "Our plane leaves at three," she said. "I thought we'd take your stuff over to Karen's this morning, then you can drive us to the airport. Your father and I have decided to let you use the car while we're gone. We'll leave the credit card for gas, too." She frowned. "Don't you be driving all over the place and running up huge gas bills."

"Aw, Mom," Tommy said as he poured milk on his cereal. "I won't. Heck, most of the places I go, I walk, anyhow."

After he finished breakfast, they put his things in the car and headed for Aunt Karen's.

Aunt Karen seemed pleased to have Tommy staying with her. "We'll have a good time, won't we, Tommy?" she said.

"Ah, I guess so," the young man replied.

When his aunt bent down to pick up one of the suitcases, Tommy got a look down the front of his aunt's blouse. Congestion built in his groin when he glimpsed his aunt's bra-encased breasts. "Oh, wow! That's not bad!" he thought. He was surprised. He'd never thought about her as a woman. They picked up the suitcases and started for the house. He watched his aunt walking ahead of him, and realized she wasn't bad-looking. In addition to a well-developed chest, she had a pretty good body and a really nice bottom. Her legs looked good, too.

"You and Dave are real life-savers," Tommy's mother said after they had his things stashed in the bedroom he'd be using. "I don't know what we'd have done about Tommy if you hadn't said he could stay here."

"We're glad we can help out," Karen replied. "It will be nice having Tommy around. Especially with Dave on the road so much. Things come up around here that need a man's touch and I just go into a tizzy. I'm no good at all at handling household emergencies."

"You'll like having Tommy around, then," his mother said, "he's really handy around the house."

Aunt Karen walked them to the door. "Will you be here for supper?" she asked her nephew.

Tommy shook his head. "Ah...probably not," he told her. "I have work tonight. I should be home around ten or ten-thirty."

"No problem," Karen said. "If you're going to be later than that, give me a call, please. I hate to sit up worrying."

"Boy, it's going to be just like it is at home!" Tommy thought, a little discouraged, as he and his mother drove back to their house.

He helped his mother pack suitcases and things in the car, then headed to pick up his father. Then the three of them drove to the airport.

Tommy waited until the plane was in the air before he headed for the Inn. He was early, but he was hoping for a chance to talk with Tina, although he was a little embarrassed to talk to her after the wet dream he'd had about her earlier.

The night went quickly and even though they were busy, Tommy got quite a few chances to visit with Tina. He learned her ex-husband was an alcoholic who had been abusive to her and their son. That angered the young man. He couldn't see how anyone could be mean to someone as nice as Tina.

"Want a ride home?" he asked when they left after work.

Tina looked surprised. "You have a car?" she asked. "You usually walk."

Tommy felt himself blushing. "Ah...my folks went to Alaska for the summer," he explained. "I...I'm staying with my aunt. My folks said I could use the car while they're gone."

"Wow, a whole summer in Alaska!" Tina exclaimed. Tommy held the door for her and she slid into the car. "That sounds wonderful. I've always wanted to see Alaska. If I keep working as a waitress I won't ever get there, though."

"I'd love to take you to Alaska," Tommy thought as he got in on the driver's side, started the car, and pulled out of the parking lot. He breathed deeply, inhaling the delicious scent of Tina's perfume. God, she was so pretty!

"Didn't you want to go along?" she asked.

"Ah...well, I, you know, wanted to be home for the summer. I mean I have this job and all..." Tommy replied. He found it hard to concentrate on driving with her in the car.

"You may regret you passed up the chance to go sometime," she said. "I'd have jumped at it. What does your father do?"

"Ah, he's a wildlife biologist. He's a professor at the university," Tommy said, turning the corner onto the street where Tina lived. He'd walked by there several times since he found out where the place was. "He's studying Kodiak bears this summer. They're going to be about a million miles from the nearest town, in a cabin with no electricity or running water."

"Sounds exciting," Tina said.

They arrived at her house far too soon. Tommy braked to a stop at the curb, and before he could get out and hold the door for her, Tina was out. She leaned back in the car. "Thanks for the ride," she said. "See you tomorrow."

"You're welcome," Tommy said. He sat there and watched her walk up the sidewalk to the house. Boy, her bottom was even nicer than Aunt Karen's! He sighed. She only saw him as a friend, a kid she worked with. There was no way in hell she'd ever see him as anything else. A little down in the dumps, the young man put the car in gear and drove toward his aunt's house. He still hoped he'd meet someone he could lose his virginity with this summer.

Chapter 3: Tommy discovers his aunt's secret.

Tommy's Uncle Dave was away on a sales trip and Kim hadn't gotten home from college yet, so the young man and his aunt were going to be alone until Sunday night.

At breakfast Saturday morning, his aunt asked the young man if he'd mind mowing the lawn. Tommy, glad for something to do, happily acceded.

"I have some things to do at church," his aunt told him as they cleared the breakfast dishes. "I may not be home for lunch."

"No problem," Tommy said. "After I get the lawn finished, I think I'll take a run down to the municipal pool and get in a swim."

His aunt smiled at him. "After getting all hot and sweaty mowing," she said, "a swim will probably feel wonderful." She headed for the door. "See you at dinner."

"'Bye, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. He watched his aunt go out the door.

The lawn didn't take as long as he thought it would. His aunt and uncle lived in a modern ranch house, all on one floor. The yard around it was large, but they had a riding mower, so the job went very quickly.

He put the mower in the garage, swept the grass clippings off the sidewalks, then he went into the house. The phone was ringing when he walked in, but before he could get to it, it stopped. "Oh, well," he thought, "if it's important, they'll call back." He went into his room and got his work clothes together, then he changed into his swimsuit and got ready to head to the municipal pool. He was just about to leave when he heard a car pull into the driveway. He looked out the window to see who it was.

He saw Aunt Karen getting out of her car. He was surprised to see Reverend Ben Grayson, pastor of the church his aunt and uncle attended, get out of the passenger side of the car. The couple headed for the house. The door to his room was ajar, and Tommy could her his aunt and the minister talking as they came in.

"His car's here," Aunt Karen said, "but nobody answered the phone when I called a little while ago. He likes walking places, so he probably walked to the pool. I'll check his room, just to be safe."

Karen was nervous. She shouldn't be doing this, bringing a man other than her husband to her house, but Ben had balked at her suggestion they make love in the church office and his wife was at the parsonage so they couldn't go there. She convinced the pastor to come to her house after she called to make sure Tommy wasn't there.

Tommy didn't know why he did it, but he stepped into his bedroom closet and closed the door just as his aunt entered the room.

"Tommy, are you here?" Karen said. She looked around and saw no sign of the young man. She relaxed. Her nephew wasn't home. It was safe to do what she'd brought Ben home to do. Ever since her husband had begun taking long sales trips she'd been lonely. At the same time she and Ben, who was so nice and so sweet, had grown friendlier and friendlier while they were working together at church. Then, one afternoon, without either of them intending to, they'd found themselves in a hot kiss. Things had gotten out of control from that point on.

Tommy knew he should have responded to his aunt's call and he wasn't sure why he was hiding in his closet. Mostly he also was curious about what his aunt and the minister were up to, so he kept silent. Maybe he could find out what was up.

"I guess he walked," his aunt said. "He has to go to work afterward, so we have plenty of time."

"Come here," Tommy heard the minister's rich baritone voice say, then things got silent.

Quietly, the young man pushed the closet door open, walked to his bedroom door, and peeked down the hallway. He couldn't believe what he saw! His aunt and the minister, standing in the living room, were locked in an embrace, kissing! It wasn't just a friendly kiss, either. They were really going at it! The young man swallowed hard and bit his lip to keep from gasping out in surprise. Aunt Karen, who he thought was a strait-laced, church-going woman, was having an affair with the minister! He looked again, wanting to be sure he hadn't been imagining things. He wasn't. It was happening, right there in front of his eyes!

"Let's go to your room," Reverend Grayson gasped when the fervent kiss ended. He guided Karen out of the living room and down the hallway, his arm around her waist.

His heart pounding, Tommy stepped back into his room as his aunt and the minister walked by on the way to her room. The young man picked up the bag that had his clothes for work in it. He'd slip out the door and Aunt Karen would never know he'd seen her.

He silently stepped out of his room into the hall and stood there, torn about what to do. Aunt Karen's room was next to his, the front door was in the other direction. Tommy stood in the hall for a second, his mind whirling, then he tiptoed down the hallway to his aunt's bedroom door. He stood outside her door, filled with excitement and fear. What if they caught him? What would his aunt do to him?

"Oh! Oh, yes, Ben! Yes! Yes!" Karen groaned as the minister's hands stripped her clothes from her and began moving over her bare skin. She couldn't believe the way his touch made her feel. It was so good! Dave never made her feel like this any more!

Tommy heard his aunt's moans and knew she wouldn't be coming out in the hall and catching him any time soon. She sounded way too busy for that. Carefully, he pushed her bedroom door open a little and peeked inside. His heart thudded harder as he stood there, unable to believe what he was seeing!

Both of the people in the room were nude. Aunt Karen was lying on the bed and the minister's face was buried between her legs. Tommy's cock surged. Reverend Grayson was eating his aunt! He was actually watching two people make love! This was a helluva lot better than the porno movie he and his friends rented one time!

He studied his aunt's naked body. Aunt Karen wasn't bad-looking nude. Her skin was kind of dusky and looked really smooth. Her legs were thick, but not flabby, and as far as Tommy could tell, the rest of her body was pretty terrific, too.

Karen's breasts were big and sagged a little, and she had the biggest nipples he'd ever seen. They were hard as rocks. Aunt Karen was pulling on her nipples and crying out in ecstasy as the minister's mouth worked on her pussy.

Tommy had heard about eating women -- he had even talked about it with his friends -- but had never seen it, except in that movie. Aunt Karen acted like she enjoyed it a lot more than the woman in the movie had. Her ass wriggled and squirmed on the bed and her legs quivered as the minister's tongue punished her.

"Yes! Oh, Ben! Yes!" she groaned, clutching her breasts even more desperately. Her face was flushed and her head rolled from side to side on the tangled mass of her black hair. Ben was an absolute master of cunnilingus! He ate her so well! "Oh, Ben! I love it when you eat me!" She gripped the minister's head, forcing it deeper between her quaking legs. "I'm going to come, darling! Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Don't stop! Please! Please!" she cried while her hip motions grew even more frantic.

Tommy continued to stare at the couple on the bed and while he did his cock swelled and sticky fluids began oozing from the tip. He put his hand inside his swimsuit and stroked himself, unaware of what he was doing.

When he saw the minister's hand begin to thrust Tommy realized the man was finger-fucking Aunt Karen and eating her at the same time! The young man gulped and stroked his cock a little harder.

"N-N-N-N-ow! Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen shrieked, her body going into spasms of delight, "I'm there! Yes! Yes! I'm there! Yes! Yes!" The movements of her hips got so wild the man eating her had to hang on to her bottom for dear life as she thrashed out her delight. Finally, she collapsed, limp, on the bed. The preacher stretched out next to her and kissed her.

Karen took the minister's face in her hands and kissed him back, passionately. "That was wonderful, my sweet," she purred, "you have a magic tongue."

"The better to please you with, my dear," Reverend Grayson replied. His hands began to roam over Karen's magnificent body.

Karen rolled over and grabbed the minister's cock.

Tommy, whose eyes were as wide as they'd ever been, gulped and watched. His aunt, his holy-roller aunt, had the minister's cock in her hand!

Karen had no idea she was being observed and would have been mortified if she knew. Right then, all she could think of was getting Ben's cock inside her. She needed him driving his erection into her! She tugged at her lover, urging him closer. She was going to give the preacher man a real thrill today! She bent her head toward his erection.

Tommy was surprised by the size of the minister's swollen cock. "Shit, mine's bigger than that," he thought. He wasn't prepared for what he saw next. His aunt took Reverend Grayson's cock in her mouth and began sucking it and playing with his balls. The minister groaned and squirmed as Karen sucked him avidly.

"She does it better than the women in that porno movie!" Tommy thought while he watched his aunt turn the man in her bed every which way but loose.

"Karen, I-I don't want to come like this!" Reverend Grayson groaned. "I want to be in you!"

Karen rolled off him, leaving his cock standing proudly, glistening with wetness. She lay back, spread her legs, and beckoned him. "I want it in me, too, Ben!" she murmured. "Now! Hurry! I need you so bad!"

With a groan the reverend rolled atop Karen's lush body. Tommy saw his aunt grab the man's cock and center it on her pussy, then the stiff rod disappeared into her.

Reverend Grayson was a little flabby and kind of out of shape. When his cock was in Karen, he went wild. His hips pounded like a jackhammer, making her shake. Her legs quivered and flailed against the bed, then locked behind his.

"Harder! Yes! Give it to me! I need you so much! Ben! Oh, Ben! Yes! Yes!" Tommy's aunt moaned, her hands pulling at her lover, her body arching off the bed to meet his. She knew this was wrong, very wrong, but she couldn't help herself. She needed this, needed the satisfaction Ben gave her! Her hips drove up against him.

"Can't wait! I can't wait!" The man screamed, and the motions of his hips got even more urgent. "I'm cumming! Ahh!"

"I can feel it! Yes! Yes! Yes, Ben! Take me! Oh, yes! Take me! Uh! Uhh! Uhhh!" Karen groaned. Her body quivered, shook, and worked against that of her lover.

Tommy's cock began to pulse and throb and, at the same moment his aunt cried out her joy, he exploded in his swimsuit. Limp and spent, he sagged against the wall next to the door, panting, trying to get his breath. When he was sure his legs would hold him, he pushed himself away from the wall and started staggering back toward his room. He was going to have to change into another swim suit. He couldn't go out with the sticky mess in it!

"I know this bothers you," he heard his aunt tell the man lying next to her, "but we aren't hurting anyone, are we? Dave's away all the time and I know he's having other women. And you told me your wife was frigid, didn't you?"

The man's reply was very soft and Tommy couldn't hear his exact words. Though he was shocked by what he'd seen, the young man knew that what his aunt did was none of his business. Actually, he wouldn't mind it if he got to watch again. He cleaned himself up as best he could and slipped out of the house without being heard. As he walked toward the pool, he smiled. People weren't always what they seemed to be, were they? Aunt Karen acted so prissy and righteous, but she was screwing around! With the minister, yet! She let Reverend Grayson eat her and she'd sucked his cock!

The young man never got to the pool. He spent the rest of the afternoon wandering the streets, pondering what he'd seen. Finally, he went to work.

Tina noticed something was wrong, and when they left work later that night, said, "You were quiet tonight, is something wrong?"

"Ah...no," Tommy said, "it was just a weird day."

"We all have those," Tina said. "I'll see you Monday."

"Yeah," Tommy said. He'd forgotten he wouldn't be seeing her the next day, since the Inn was closed on Sunday. That was disappointing. He started trudging toward his aunt's house.

Chapter 4: Hot cousin Kim comes home from school.

When Tommy got up Sunday morning he discovered that he and Aunt Karen were no longer alone. His cousin Kim had arrived home in the wee hours of the morning while he was sleeping.

Kim gave him a bright smile when he walked into the kitchen. "Hi, Tommy," she said.

Aunt Karen was making breakfast, so the young man went to the kitchen table and sat down. "Hi, Kim," he replied. He was surprised she was up already, given how late she'd gotten in. His cousin looked a lot better than he remembered her looking. Her skin was dusky, just like her mother's and gave her the appearance of a year-round tan. Kim's hair was dark brown, though not as dark as her mother's. She was probably five-two or three, but had a very voluptuous figure just the same. She wasn't classically pretty, but she was striking, and knew how to use makeup to highlight her best features.

The outfit his cousin had on that morning really displayed her tidy figure. It was a short neon green halter top and snug acid-washed jeans. When he looked across the table at his cousin he couldn't help himself, his eyes were drawn to her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra! Her nipples showed through the fabric of the top. He grabbed his orange juice and drank it down in one swallow.

Kim watched him smiling. She had a bemused look on her striking face, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking. That rattled the young man. Things weren't at all what he thought they would be here at his aunt's house. First he learned that out his aunt is screwing around, now his cousin is giving him hot looks. He thought the summer was going to be boring. It looked like it was going to be anything but boring, in fact, it was getting kind of weird.

Aunt Karen turned around, looked at the two teenagers, and said, "I don't suppose either of you would like to go to church, would you?"

Neither of the young people did.

"Well, if you aren't going to church, what are you kids going to do today?" Aunt Karen asked cheerily while she put a platter of scrambled eggs on the table then sat down.

"I called Connie and Carol right after I got up," Kim said. "We're going to the beach."

"You could take Tommy along," Aunt Karen said.

Kim gave her mother an exasperated look and said, "Mom!"

Sure his cousin didn't want him tagging along to spoil her fun with her friends, Tommy decided to do her a favor. "Ah...I have other things I need to do today, Aunt Karen," he said. "I'm meeting some of my friends downtown."

After breakfast, Kim left for the beach and Tommy headed down town. He planned to meet some of his friends and hang out. He hoped they might run into some girls. "I probably won't be back until late," he told his aunt when he left. "I'll get lunch and dinner somewhere."

"You sure?" Aunt Karen asked, sounding a little concerned.

Tommy smiled at his aunt and shook his head. "Don't worry, Aunt Karen," he said, "I'm not gonna starve. I've got money, I'll get myself a burger or something, I promise."

He took the car and spent the first part of the day with his karate instructor, Master Kwan, working harder than he'd ever worked.

"You are working very hard today, my son," his sensei commented as he watched his star student go through one strenuous routine after another.

Master Kwan was an Okinawan, a tiny man with white hair, a white beard, and wrinkled facial features who had lived in the United States ever since the end of World War II. Tommy wasn't sure how old his instructor was, but he was old enough to be the wisest man the young man had ever met. Tommy regarded his sensei with both awe and affection.

"I have much on my mind, sensei," Tommy replied. The discipline required by the various moves helped clear the young man's thinking. It also drained a lot of pent-up energy from his body.

"Have you changed your mind about the competition we spoke of the other day?" Master Kwan asked. "You would win the tournament easily. I have no other student as skilled, or determined, as you."

Tommy shook his head. "My folks, especially my Mom, wouldn't like it if I competed," he said. "Besides, you know I do not do study the martial arts to win trophies, Sensei. I do it because it benefits me in other ways."

"Ah," Master Kwan said. Smiling, he nodded sagely. "That is as it should be. You have learned the most important lesson. Karate is for defense, not aggression. I respect your wishes, my son. You are one of the wisest students I have ever had."

"Thank you, Master Kwan," Tommy said, bowing deeply. "Your comments honor me." Heartened by his sensei's praise, he worked even harder.

After finishing his workout, Tommy drove to the mall, met some of his friends, and hung around for the rest of the day. They talked about girls a lot, but didn't do anything about it. Finally, approaching terminal boredom, they went to a movie.

As he'd promised, Tommy called Aunt Karen and told her he wouldn't be home until late. She thanked him and told him what a good nephew he was.

The movie they went to was a martial arts film. Tommy enjoyed it, but found the portrayal of the karate expert star a little unrealistic. Master Kwan would have a conniption if his students behaved the way the guy in the film did. Tommy was sure he could whip the movie star without breathing hard.

After the movie, Tommy and his friends had a soda and some ice cream, then he drove them home and went home himself. He parked the car next to the garage and walked around the back of the house, planning to go in the back door.

A light was on in Kim's room. Knowing he shouldn't, Tommy made his way to the window and looked in. Kim lay on her bed, nude. The young man felt his heart begin to pound. She had a fantastic body! She didn't have a tan line, either! Tommy kept staring in the window. He knew what he was doing was wrong, maybe even a little perverted, but he couldn't tear himself away.

Kim appeared oblivious to the fact she was lying naked in a well-lit room with the blinds open. Maybe, since her room faced the back yard, she thought she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing her. Tommy watched her examine herself. She took first one lovely breast in her hand, brushed her thumb over the nipple, and her mouth opened a little and a shudder went through her.

"God!" Tommy thought, his heart slamming against his ribs, his cock hardening, "She's playing with herself!"

Kim let go of her breast and slid her hands up and down over her body. The window was open and Tommy could hear her purring with delight. She caressed her shapely legs from her pretty feet, along her well-formed calves, to her full, firm thighs. As she did, her cousin could see her look become more and more feral. She was turning herself on! He couldn't believe what was happening! First he got to see Aunt Karen and the minister screwing, now this! Maybe it would be a neat summer after all!

Kim caressed her breasts again, teasing the nipples until they stood up like little fingers. Unlike his aunt's breasts, which sagged a little, his cousin's were proud and firm. They were perfectly shaped, as far as Tommy was concerned. He swallowed hard and shifted position to make things a little more comfortable for the swollen shaft in his pants.

When Kim spread her legs, Tommy gasped. The foot of Kim's bed was pointed toward the window and that allowed him to see between her legs and gave him a clear view of her vagina! Except for pictures in magazines and that dirty movie, he'd never seen a woman's vagina before! In the short time he'd been staying with Aunt Karen, he'd seen two of them!

Kim slid her hands over her flat belly, between her legs, and began toying with herself. Her fingers moved up and down in the slippery gash and her body began to move. She slid a finger into herself. Her hips rose off the bed and a soft moan came from her lovely red lips. Once again, the young man found himself clutching a cock which had swollen to unbelievable proportions, or at least felt that way.

Kim's hand was twirling in her middle now. "She's playing with her clit!" Tommy thought as he feverishly watched his cousin's body writhe and buck. His first-hand knowledge of female anatomy was non-existent, but he read a lot. He had a considerable store of knowledge, but no practical experience. The attractive young woman's hand continued twirling her middle and her motions grew more and more fervent. Then she reached for the nightstand next to her bed, opened the drawer, and pulled out something.

At first Tommy wasn't sure what it was his cousin had taken out of the drawer, then he saw it more clearly. Kim had a dildo! He gulped and began stroking his cock. His pants were too tight, so he opened them and pulled out his swollen organ. This was too much!

The dildo looked just like a real cock, but it was black! Wide-eyed, Tommy continued to stare though the open window while his cousin slid the tip of the large black object up and down between the puffy pink lips of her excitement-wet pussy. The more she teased herself with the device, the more insistent the movements of her body became. She was moaning almost constantly and her hips rose and fell as the muscles of her legs tightened and released. The young man kept watching, stroking his cock as he did.

Slowly, Kim slid the huge black tube into herself and her hips went wild. While one hand thrust the fake cock in and out, the other whirled on her clit. Her eyes closed, her head rolled from side to side and the muscles in her legs quivered.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh! Uhh! Uhh!" Kim grunted, her body trembling as if she was possessed.

Tommy's hand was a blur on his cock as he watched his cousin experience ecstasy. Without realizing it was going to happen, his insides exploded and his seed gushed from him, splattering to the grass. He bit his lip to keep from crying out and leaned against the house to steady himself.

At last Kim relaxed, leaving the dildo protruding obscenely from her pussy. Tommy finally found the strength to stand, pushed his now-limp cock back in his pants, and zipped himself up. He looked in the window, wondering if there would be more to see.

Kim put the dildo, which she had obviously taken from herself, back in the drawer, laid back, and pulled the covers up over her lovely body. Then she looked toward the window and smiled the same smile Tommy had seen at the breakfast table. Finally, she turned out the light.

Tommy was too scared to move when his cousin looked toward the window. Her knowing smile bothered him. Had she seen him? If she had, would she tell? What would Aunt Karen think if she found out he was a Peeping Tom? On wobbly legs, he turned and headed for the back door, let himself in, went to his room, and went to bed.

Exhausted from his karate workout and recent voyeurism, he fell asleep quickly and slept soundly.

Chapter 5: Tommy gets to watch another "pastoral" visit.

"I'm glad you called to let me know you were going to be late last night, Tommy," Aunt Karen told the young man Monday morning while they ate breakfast. "That was so polite of you." She gave her daughter a rather stern glance as she said it.

"Come on, Mom, don't start on that call if you're going to be late stuff already," Kim said, a pretty pout on her face. "I was home early last night."

"I'm not talking about last night," her mother said, "I'm talking about the rest of the summer. I don't want you out until all hours while I sit here worrying. You can call if you're going to be late, just like Tommy does."

"I'll try," Kim said. She glared at Tommy as if to say, "Brown-noser!"

Tommy didn't know why his cousin was so upset. Calling was a natural thing for him to do. It was something drilled into him by his parents and he did it without thinking. It was as natural for him as breathing. He couldn't understand why Kim was so upset. Oh, well.

"Your job starts today, doesn't it?" Karen asked her daughter.

"Yeah," Kim replied, sounding a little surly. "I gotta get going. They're expecting me at the mall."

"Where are you working?" Tommy asked.

"Maggie's Trends," Kim replied. It was a clothing store in the mall that sold the latest fashions. The sales clerks were all young and attractive, like his cousin. The owner let them buy outfits from the store for ridiculously low prices on condition they wear them to work. It was like having live models for the clothing she sold, and seemed to work well. Maggie - actually her name was Florence Duggs and she was built like a water buffalo - had become spectacularly successful serving the teen market.

Tommy figured Kim's job at the store accounted for way she was dressed: a loose sweater with pink diamonds scattered over it and an extremely deep V-back, and the tightest pink mini-skirt he'd ever seen. It wasn't the kind of outfit most girls wore to hang around the street or go to the beach and looked awfully good on her. The young man recalled what he'd seen his beautiful cousin do the night before and felt himself getting hot.

"You look a little feverish this morning, Tommy," Aunt Karen said, noticing her nephew's red face. "Are you OK?"

"Ah...yeah...I-I guess so," he stammered. The memory of Kim lying on her bed, the fake black cock plunging in and out of her pussy, had him hard as a rock. How in the hell would he get out of the kitchen? God, what a mess!

"I've got work to do at the church this morning," Karen announced, returning to the counter to get something. "I'll probably be gone all morning. What are you planning to do, Tommy?"

"Ah, I've got to run over to North Hamden," he replied. "I have to see someone over there about something."

"Oh?" his aunt said. She turned and looked at him. Kim excused herself and left. Tommy couldn't take his eyes off his cousin's undulating bottom as she walked toward the door. Just before she went out, Kim turned and gave him a smile that shook him to his socks.

"Does she know I watched her last night?" he wondered, his mind spinning. "God! If she does..."

"What do you have to do in North Hamden, Tommy?" Aunt Karen asked again. "Earth to Tommy..."

"Huh?" Tommy, befuddled, looked at his aunt. "Ah, there's...there's a man over there I have to see about joining a health club," he stammered. It was sort of a lie, but he didn't want anyone to know about his karate training.

Aunt Karen looked surprised. "A health club..." she said softly. "I guess I never thought about you as the health club type." She patted her full hips. "I suppose I should think about joining one, shouldn't I?"

"Ah...I-I think you're pretty, Aunt Karen," Tommy choked. "You...you don't need to go to a health club as far as...as I-I'm concerned." It wasn't a lie. He thought she was very pretty and he'd seen a lot more of her than she knew.

His aunt reddened and said, "Why Tommy, that's very sweet." She looked even more attractive with the flush on her face. "But I know I could stand to lose twenty pounds. Will you be gone all morning?" Her question sounded innocent, and if Tommy hadn't observed what he had the day before, he'd have thought nothing of it.

The young man nodded. "Yeah, I'll be gone most of the day," he said. "She's probably going to bring Reverend Grayson over again!" he thought. If he worked things right, maybe he could watch them screwing again! Even if he didn't get laid this summer, it looked as if he was going to have the chance to watch a lot of other people doing it. His groin got more congested. He hoped his aunt would leave for church before he had to get up from the table. Otherwise, she'd see what had grown in his pants, and he wasn't sure how he'd explain that.

"Well..." Aunt Karen washed and dried her hands. "I have to get going. Reverend Grayson is expecting me." She came over to the table and kissed Tommy on the forehead. "Will I see you for dinner tonight?"

"Ah...I've got work tonight," the young man replied. The touch of her lips did nothing to calm the turmoil in his body.

"OK," Karen said. She turned and left the house.

Tommy heard her car start and leave the driveway. He finished eating, put his dishes in the dishwasher, then went out, got in his folks' car and drove a few blocks to the parking lot of a supermarket. He could go to the karate dojo some other time. He'd already worked out more than he had to this week. He locked the car and walked back to his aunt's house. She and Reverend Grayson better show up or he'd wasted a perfectly good morning, but if they did... He lay down on his bed and began reading a book.

Tommy hadn't been home fifteen minutes when he heard a car pull into the driveway. He got off the bed, pushed his bedroom door almost closed, and peered through the crack.

Aunt Karen and Reverend Grayson walked in. The minister was kind of pale and looked very nervous. He kept looking around and wringing his hands. "Ben, stop worrying, I already told you Kim's working," Karen told the man, "and Tommy's gone to North Hamden. We have the house to ourselves." She moved into the preacher's arms and their lips locked together. The pastor's hands cupped Karen's full bottom and pulled her against him. Tommy heard their groans as their bodies pressed together.

"I hate myself for being this weak!" Reverend Grayson gasped when the kiss ended, "But I can't stop! Being near you makes me crazy!"

"You have the same effect on me, my love," Tommy's aunt purred. She sank to her knees and began unzipping the man's fly. Then she fished the man's cock out and began caressing it with her mouth.

A look of ecstasy formed on the pastor's face. "Karen! Oh!" he groaned passionately. "How can anything so wrong feel so good?"

Tommy's cock lurched in his jeans. Aunt Karen was sucking off Reverend Grayson! Right there in the living room!

The pastor's legs got wobbly as the lovely woman's mouth glided up and down on his cock. He clutched a chair for support. "God, Karen, that feels heavenly!" he crooned, his hands tangling in her hair, pulling her face against him. "I never knew I could feel like this!" he groaned, hips thrusting frantically, fucking his cock into her mouth.

As he watched his aunt suck the minister's cock, Tommy gripped his young, hard cock in his hand. He'd sure like to know what that felt like! If it felt half as good as it looked like it did, it would be awesome!

"Karen! My word!" Reverend Grayson moaned, "Don't make me come like this! I want you!"

The beautiful, full-bodied woman let the man's cock slide from her mouth and looked up at him. "You want me, do you, Ben darling?" she murmured.

"God forgive me! Yes!" the over-heated preacher cried. He dropped to his knees, pulled Karen into his arms, and kissed her. "I've got to have you!"

"Take me, then!" Karen said. Still kneeling, she pulled out of her lover's arms and turned so her back was to the him. She reached behind her and flipped up her skirt.

Tommy couldn't believe it! His aunt wasn't wearing underwear!

"Oh! Oh, Karen! Oh, Karen!" Reverend Grayson moaned. He quickly thrust himself into the woman's offered, hot vagina. His fingers dug into her hips and he pounded into her like a mad bull, his thrusts so forceful they made her body quiver and shake. The parson's legs slapped against his partner as he lunged against her wildly, plumbing her depths with his erect cock.

"Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen moaned. Her hand raked the thick shag carpet she was kneeling on. Her body quivered from the lusty onslaught of her lover. "Harder! Yes! Give it to me! Harder! Harder!" She pushed her bottom back against the man's invading cock. "Ben! Ben! Yes! Uh! Take me! Take me! Now! Oh! Oh! Now! Now!" the lust-possessed woman cried, her body arching and bucking, when she came.

"Eeyahh!" the lust-maddened minister cried, his face beet-red, his hands digging into Karen's flesh, as he spewed his hot cream into her.

When the couple on the living room floor came, so did Tommy, spurting his seed into a sock he had handy for that purpose. Legs wobbly, he sagged against the doorjamb. Maybe, somehow, he could get Aunt Karen to let him fuck her. If he told her he knew what she was doing with the minister... No. He couldn't do that. It would be blackmail. He wanted her to come to him willingly.

"I can't believe we did this on your living room floor like animals in heat!" the minister exclaimed breathlessly. He and Karen continued to lay on the soft carpet, clutching each other, temporarily sated.

Karen responded with a throaty laugh. "I've always wanted to do something wild like this," she said. She kissed the minister. "I'm glad I convinced you to do it."

"My word, Karen! I didn't have a choice!" the parson breathed. "I couldn't wait! You make me do such incredible things! I-I can't get enough of you!"

"I hope not," Karen murmured. She began stroking his flaccid, sticky cock. "We have the house to ourselves for the morning and I don't want to waste a minute of it." She wasn't sure how many opportunities like this she'd have and didn't want to waste this one.

"Oh, Karen!" the reverend groaned. His eyes rolled back in his head. "I've never met a woman like you!"

"Let's go in the bedroom," Karen said. She got up and urged Reverend Grayson to his feet. "As much fun as this was, it's nicer in bed, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes!" the pastor replied. He followed Karen down the hall.

Tommy stepped back and pushed his door closed quietly, letting them pass. Fortunately, they had no idea he was there. He didn't know what would happen if he was discovered, but he figured it would be a mess. When his aunt and her lover were in the bedroom, the young man opened the door and moved noiselessly down the hall to the same position he'd had before outside his aunt's bedroom.

"Eat me!" he heard his aunt demand. "Do me like I did you!"

The next thing the young man heard were his aunt's moans of delight as Reverend Grayson did as she requested. He peeked around the partly open door and saw that the man's head was again between his aunt's legs. He thought that once you made it, you were finished. From the way the couple on the bed were acting, that wasn't the case at all!

"Yes! Oh, yes!" the lush-bodied woman cried as the pastor's lips and tongue punished her clit and vagina. "You're going to make me cum! Ah! I'm cumming! Oh, Ben! Ben! Ben!" Her hips rose off the bed, gyrating wildly, and her hands tore at the bedcovers as a powerful orgasm swept through her.

From his vantage point in the doorway, Tommy realized that what Reverend Grayson hadn't just turned his aunt on. The preacher's cock was as stiff as it had been when Aunt Karen was sucking it.

Tommy watched, wide-eyed, as the man slid on top of his aunt's still-spasming body and jammed his rigid shaft into her. His hips went wild and he slammed repeatedly into her. "Ah! Karen! Karen!" the minister cried, his plunging hips driving against her, as he spewed his spend into her.

"Uhh! Nnahh! So hot! Yes! Oh, yes!" Karen cried. She clutched the man, pulling him against her lush breasts, her legs thrashing as she came and came. "Again! I'm doing it again! Yes!"

When he finished, the minister rolled off and lay on his back next to Karen, staring at the ceiling. "I-I don't know what to do," he said softly, his voice cracking. "What we're doing...it's...it's against everything I believe in. It's against God's laws! We're married, both of us!" He began to sob. "God forgive me, I can't help myself when I'm near you."

Karen rolled on her side, her jellied breasts moving enticingly, and stroked the sobbing man's face. "We're not hurting anyone, Ben," she whispered. "We want each other. All we're doing is responding to our God-given needs."

The man sobbed even harder. "That's blasphemy, Karen!" he exclaimed, "What we're doing is wrong! We...we have to stop!"

Karen began kissing her way down the man's body. "Are you sure you want to stop, Ben?" she murmured. She clutched his cock in her hand and kissed the tip, which was still shiny and sticky with the juices of their joining. "Don't you want more of this?"

The minister suddenly bolted from the bed and ran toward the door, startling Tommy who just barely managed to get back to his room as the parson rushed out of his aunt's bedroom clutching his clothes in his hand.

"We have to stop!" Reverend Grayson cried while he stumbled down the hallway, struggling into his clothes. "I-I can't do this any more. My God! I'm committing adultery. If I don't stop, I won't be able to face my congregation any more!"

Nude, Karen followed the fleeing man, her breasts jiggling delightfully. "Ben, please don't go," she said. "We need each other. What's wrong with that?"

She didn't want to lose the loving Ben gave her. She was positive she'd never be able to find anyone else who wanted her. The loneliness she'd felt during Dave's sales trips was unbearable. Ben had helped her with that, and now she was about to lose him. Desperately she tried to think of something to say that would keep him from leaving. "Ben, please," she begged. "Why are you doing this?"

"If you don't know, I can't explain it," the minister groaned. He checked his fly and shirt buttons, then bolted out the door.

Dejected, Karen turned and started toward her bedroom. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She knew what she and Ben were doing was wrong, but, dammit, it was the best sex she'd had in a long time. Ben was a patient and gentle lover, not like Dave, who only wanted to jump on and jump off. She'd never before had the gentle, loving kind of sex Ben gave her. Now she'd lost it.

As she walked down the hallway, she thought she heard a noise in the spare bedroom and, forgetting her state of undress, went to check. She reached for the partly-open door of the spare bedroom, the one her nephew was sleeping in.

Tommy didn't know what to do. If Aunt Karen didn't go back to church, how would he get out of the house without her seeing him? He leaned against the wall, breathing hard, struggling with his dilemma.

The door opened and there stood Aunt Karen, wonderfully naked, a shocked look on her face. "T-Tommy! What are you doing?" she exclaimed. She paled, remembered she was naked, and tried to cover herself with her arms. Stunned and frightened, she realized her nephew had been there the whole time Ben was there! He...he knew! What was she going to do?

Chapter 6: Tommy takes over for the pastor.

Tommy was just as surprised as his aunt and, like her, he didn't know what to say or do. He tried to think of something, but couldn't. As he stared at her wide-eyed, his naked aunt turned and ran from the room. After she disappeared, the young man stood there shaking, wondering what would happen next.

Shaking, Karen entered her bedroom, went to the closet, and put on a robe. She tried to get her racing thoughts under control. Somehow she had to convince her nephew to not tell anyone what he'd seen. "Tommy, would you...would you come here, please?" she called. She decided she would do whatever it took to get him to understand why she had done what she'd done, and not to tell anyone about it. If word about her and Ben got out...My God!...she'd be humiliated and would be an outcast in town. Her life would be ruined.

His legs unsteady, Tommy headed for his aunt's room. He had no idea what she was going to say or do. Would she make him leave? God, if he had to go to Alaska anyhow... When he walked into Aunt Karen's bedroom he saw her wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe, sitting on her bed. She looked scared, maybe as scared as Tommy felt.

Karen looked up at him. "Come here, Tommy," she said softly and patted the bed next to her. She watched the young man walk across the room. "Actually," she thought, "he's not a kid any more, is he?" She'd always thought about him as her sister's little boy. He was anything but a little boy. He was a nice-looking young man. She was surprised she hadn't noticed that before.

Hesitantly, Tommy walked over and sat down on the bed next to his aunt.

"Tommy, how...how long have you been here?" Karen asked.

"Ah...a...a while," the young man replied.

"I thought you told me you were going to North Hampden," she said.

Tommy shrugged. "Ah...I-I decided not to," he stammered.

"What did you see and hear, Tommy?" Karen asked softly. She hugged herself, not wanting to know how much of her terrible behavior he'd seen, yet having to, in spite of herself.

Tommy looked at his aunt, stricken. How could he tell her he'd seen her give the minister a blow-job and fuck him?

Karen's eyes searched her nephew's face and what she saw in the young man's eyes caused her to redden. "You...you saw everything, didn't you, Tommy?" she murmured.

Tommy nodded.

"Tommy, you have to understand, it isn't the way it looks," she began, her voice betraying her desperation. "Your Uncle Dave and I, well, our marriage isn't what it should be. It...it hasn't been for...for a long time. I mean, he's on the road a lot, and when he's home we don't get along the way we used to..."

"You don't have to...to explain, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. "I don't...it's none of my business."

His aunt put a hand on his arm. "I want you to understand. I-I don't want you to think badly of me..." she said. She swallowed hard and tears began rolling down her cheeks. "My God! What kind of woman have I become?" Heavy sobs shook her. Her life was ruined. Her nephew had seen her having sex with the minister! She didn't think she could sink any lower.

Tommy wasn't sure what to do while his aunt sat next to him, sobbing. Moved by her pain, he slid closer and put his arms around her. With a soft moan, she pressed her face against his chest. As she cried, he could feel her tears soaking his T-shirt. The distraught woman continued to cry while her nephew held her, stroking her back gently through the fluffy robe.

His aunt's nearness, and the knowledge that she wore nothing under the robe, was causing the young man considerable discomfort. His body responded to contact with hers in a very un-nephew-like way. His cock swelled and grew, straining against his snug jeans.

Finally Karen's sobs stopped and she leaned back. She took her nephew's face in both her hands and planted a kiss on his lips. "You're quite a young man, Tommy," she said softly. "I-I hope all this doesn't...doesn't affect the way you feel about me."

"I love you, Aunt Karen," Tommy said. He shifted a little to ease the discomfort his hard-on was giving him. "This...it doesn't change that." That wasn't exactly true. He'd never really thought about her as a possible sex partner before and he sure was thinking about her that way now. Soft hands cupped his face again and once more his aunt's warm lips covered his. The first time she kissed him, Tommy felt a pleasurable jolt. This time it was as if he'd been zapped with an electric cattle prod. Only it felt wonderful! The kiss lasted longer than it should have and both of them were breathless when it ended.

"Oh, God!" Karen exclaimed. She buried her face in her hands and began sobbing again. "I'm sick! I shouldn't be having feelings like this about my nephew!" she thought. Powerful needs, not quite assuaged earlier, had begun to assert themselves as the young man held her. She felt what little control she had fleeing. She shouldn't let this happen, couldn't let this happen, but...

Tommy, unaware that his aunt was having lustful thoughts about him, gathered her into his arms again. He didn't care if he had blue balls for the rest of his life. He had to make her feel better! He rubbed her back as she again cried against him.

Karen finally cried herself out and, after she did, she moved to push herself out of his arms. When she did, her hand fell - quite by accident - on the young man's erection. When she felt the rigid organ against her hand, a shudder went through her and flames of passion leapt alive in her. Whatever resolve she might have had disappeared. She wanted him! Desperately! No matter what the consequences! If she couldn't have Ben, then...

Tommy was watching his aunt and saw a look come into her eyes that hadn't been there before. She looked kind of wild, like she was out of control. He quivered. Was she...would they...? It wasn't possible...was it?

"My word, Tommy!" Karen whispered. Her hand measured his rigid cock through his jeans. "That...that's incredible!" Her eyes moved downward while her hand continued exploring the length and breadth of her nephew's erect organ. "Tommy, you've got a hard-on!"

Tommy nodded. He sure did, and what his aunt was doing to him was making his stiff penis harder and more painful! Something was happening, something the young man wanted and dreaded at the same time. He wasn't sure he should be letting his aunt do what she was doing, but it felt so good and he was so horny he didn't think he'd be able to stop her!

"Do you want me, Tommy?" Karen murmured, her voice soft and breathless. Unbridled lust chased everything else from her mind.

Tommy nodded and grunted, "Uh-huh!" Did he ever! His aunt leaned closer, her face in front of his, her eyes peering deep into his. Closer and closer her face moved - it was as if she was moving in slow motion. Then her soft, warm lips covered his and whatever sensations her previous kisses had given him were totally wiped out the powerful emotions this kiss evoked. Even though he'd dreamed about something like this happening, he never, ever, in his wildest dreams, thought it actually would. Especially not with Aunt Karen!

Sensations, the likes of which he'd never imagined were possible, roared through him body like a hurricane. His aunt groaned softly while her tongue lashed his lips and slid between them.

Tommy met the woman's invading tongue with his, and their oral digits dueled. He'd French-kissed one or two girls before, but that didn't feel the way this did! His aunt's arms slid around him, and he tightened his embrace on her.

Finally the kiss had to end and shaken people stared at each other, gasping for breath. Moving as if in a trance, Karen opened her robe and let it slide down her bare shoulders. Her eyes, full of fire and need, held her nephew's. She didn't care if she burned in hell for all eternity. She was going to let her nephew pleasure her!

Tommy watched as the robe slid down, uncovering his aunt's breasts. What he saw amazed him! Nipples thick as his little finger projected from dark circles capping her gloriously full orbs, which rose and fell enticingly with his aunt's heavy breathing. His hand trembling, Tommy touched one of the swollen mammaries.