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8 am. Morning.
Morning came so quickly, almost to quickly, a small ray of sunshine starting to break through the small gap in the closed curtains, she lay down on her back and listened to the hustle and bustle of the busy neighbourhood starting to venture into their day, the sounds of cars driving past as people left for work, the sounds of the neighbourhood dogs barking, the noisy whine of the garbage truck doing it’s rounds, as it lifted the bins up into the compactor.
It was a fine Thursday morning, Annabelle slowly opened her sleepy eyes, looking up at the ceiling, and lifted her hand to her face pushing her hair back. “Fuck!” she said turning her head seeing the naked body of her nephew that lay beside her, with the blanket down across his hips, with his back to her, she didn’t want the night to end, she almost felt disappointed as the sun started to rise, a night of pleasure and joy, she knew had come to an end.
“Fucking wine!” she cursed looking over at her watch on the bedside, she knew that her husband would be at home, probably waking up and wondering where his wife was, not that he really gave a shit, or that she really cared or gave a second thought for that matter, all he would be concerned about was having her, and wanting her for a morning fuck, just to relieve his morning erection.
She looked back at the figure of her Nephew, so innocent as he slept, she felt naughty being naked in bed with him, her thoughts flicking back to the night before, the wonderful sex that they had both experienced together, the first time that she had sex, because she wanted to, not because she had to have sex, a thing her husband seemed to really take for granted.
She hadn’t been made love to like that for a long time, as long as she could remember. Her pussy felt so satisfied, her orgasms were so good and, oh so intense, she still couldn’t believe she fucked her Nephew, twice, she wondered what her sister would say, that she had fucked her son.
She sat up and waited for her eyes to adjust, looking towards the bathroom she twisted as she slipped her legs out of bed, standing she walked naked into the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom, she stood looking at her body in the large mirror, lifting her hands to her hair bunching it and put it into a ponytail, she held it and turned her head from side to side looking at her naked body.
“Annabelle!” she said resting her hands on the vanity top looking at herself. “What the fuck are you doing?” she said to her reflection, as she stood and moved to the side and sat on the toilet, leaning forward leaning her elbows on her knees, she still couldn’t believe she fucked her youngest Nephew, that thought seemed to rotate through her mind as she relaxed her muscles and urinated.
She knew should feel a little bit, or even slightly guilty, she knew she had just had an affair, she knew she had cheated, but for some reason she could not muster even the slightest sense of guilt, or remorse. It was something her husband had being doing to her for years, she had heard of revenge sex, especially against cheating partners, just a fuck to feel better with another person, or should she just put it down to revenge sex out of utter frustration,
Those thoughts echoed through her mind, the justification of last night, getting it straight in her head, as she stood and wiped her pussy and flushed the toilet, she washed her hands and one last look in the mirror at herself she walked back into the bedroom, just in time to see the naked torso of her Nephew roll onto his back, he looked up seeing the naked body of his Aunty approach the bed, he smiled and gazed at her figure.
“Gosh, my sexy Aunty Bella, what a body you have baby, I could just look at you naked all bloody day.”
“Good morning.” she said getting back into bed, as she looked down at the bulge of his rather erect cock under the sheet that was just covering his groin.
“Yes, good morning Bella.” he replied as she slid her feet under the sheet smiling at him as she rested her body against his, she leant over and kissed his chest as she slid her hand to his stomach and rubbed lightly over his skin, he reached over cupping her breast as she lifted her head kissing his chin.
“It was a fun night last night. Wasn’t it?” she said lifting her hand to his cheek, kissing his young lips.
“Oh shit yeh, I got to fuck my Aunty.” he replied grinning at her, as he kissed her lips back sliding his hand to her face pushing her hair behind her ear.
He gazed into her eyes. “You know Bella, you are such a beautiful and sexy woman.” he said smiling as she moved her hand down his chest and stomach, under the sheet, he took a deep breath as he felt her hand slide over the shaft of his cock gripping his morning erection
“So tell me Bradley, What is it with men and a morning erection?” she said slowly moving her fingernails up his shaft to his knob, kissing his lips, as he fondled her breast.
“Oh I don’t know Aunty Bella? I suppose it’s more like ….. when you wake up with a really van escort really beautiful …… no, a really really sexy beautiful woman, that you picked up in a bar the night before, and then got her home, and made love to her twice, then woke up with her the next morning, then again looking into her beautiful eyes.” he commented loving the feel of her fingernails scrape up and down his large cock.
She got up and straddled his closed legs, he smiled as her legs spread open over his thighs, and she lay on him, her breasts against his stomach pressing into his belly button, her hands on his chest, with her fingers interlocked with her arms down his sides and her elbows on the bed, she looked up at him kissing his chest, feeling his hand on her head stroking her hair, the other on her shoulder.
“Well I bet you say that to all the girls!” she said smiling up at him.
“Yes Aunty Bella.” he replied.
“You know Bradley, I really enjoyed last night!” she added.
“Oh yes I did to.” he said looking down at her, their eyes locking, he loved her deep green eyes.
She slid her groin down his legs, as she slowly kissed down to his stomach, and glanced down, her mouth an inch away from his knob, she then looked up at him, her eyes gazing into his as she dropped her head and kissed his leaking knob, he moaned as he felt her soft wet lips on his cock, he then watched as her tongue licked slowly up and down his shaft.
He lay back feeling Bella supporting his cock with her mouth, holding it up as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft, with her fingers separating now moving over each nipple squeezing into his skin.
“Oh fuck yes.” he said, Bella listening, loving hearing the moans and groans of delight, from her 24 year old Nephew, enjoying what his 55 year old Aunty could give him sexually, and she loved what he could give her sexually, he knew that she was so unhappy.
He moved his hand down bunching her hair into his hand, as he held her head looking down at her wet mouth over his cock, he moaned feeling her wet pussy push against his legs, her breasts hanging, skimming over his knees.
He wanted to fuck her again, he wanted her luscious pussy, the beautiful mature hole he had fucked last night, her pussy satisfied after fucking her again in the jacuzzi, he still thought about the conversation that he hadn’t had with her about her daughter.
But how did she know? How did she know about them?
Bella moved a hand to his shaft holding it as she kissed over his knob, with the tip of her tongue she pushed down against the top of his cock, her hand slowly stroking him, pushing up his yummy pre-cum from inside him, sucking the sticky cum off the end of his cock.
“Do you want to fuck your Aunty again?” she said looking up at him smiling.
“Only if Aunty Bella wants her Nephew Bradley to fuck her again, but; Oh yes please.” he said watching her circle his knob with her tongue, holding his shaft.
She sat up over his ankles, she looked down at him admiring her body, his eyes taking in her medium sized b cup breasts, she was enjoying him seeing her naked, enjoying her body, at last someone who appreciated her body, her husband didn’t seem to enjoy her like he did.
She moved up his legs straddling his groin, she reached between her legs for his hard cock.
“Well, We enjoyed drunken sex last night, lets see what hangover sex feels like shall we?” she said smiling as he felt his cock being pushed into her wet hole, her eyes and face of full of pleasure as she felt his erection inside her again.
“Oh fuck Bella Yes.” he said giving her a appreciative grin, a loving grin, a grin that she knew that this wasn’t going to end, the beautiful pure sex they were having, he loved making her feel good, he loved making her feel like she was loved. She knew that this was going to be an on-going thing with him.
She leant forward, as she pressed her hands against his chest, moving ever so slowly up and down his erection, getting the most out of his cock, while she could. His hands up groping her breasts, feeling his Aunty’s bosom.
Breasts that were similar to his mother, Bradley remembered the day he saw his mother naked in the bedroom when he was outside, a small crack in the curtain allowing him to see her, and watch her, she had just showered, he stood and watched as she walked into the bedroom, gazing on her naked body, her beautiful motherly breasts, the small groomed strip of pubic hair over her pussy, as he stroked his cock in his track pants.
He had just got back from his run that morning, keeping fit for his rep football team, he watched her, as she moisturised her body, seeing her from behind, her cute arse, seeing her bend over, her beautiful vulva between her legs.
He did feel guilty, eventually he cum in his pants, after seeing his mother naked, he wasn’t sure for days after if she knew, he felt horny as a 19 year old seeing her, as he watched her get dressed for the day.
Brad shook off the thought, he looked and escort van smiled at Annabelle, their lovemaking becoming more and more sensual, feeling his hard erection in her.
She rode him, loving again feeling his cock in her, she closed her eyes and moaned looking up at the ceiling her neck fully stretched backwards. “Oh fuck yes!” she moaned riding him, her fingers digging down into his chest, his hands gripping and squeezing her beautiful breasts.
She hadn’t had sex three times so close to each other, for such a long time, her pussy was not used to the constant fucking as the bed starting to squeak, and rattle, the iron bedhead banging up against the wall.
“Fuck Bella, Fuck!” he said thrusting upwards into her pussy.
“Fuck me, fuck me.” she demanded still looking upwards at the ceiling feeling the wonderful hard length and girth of her Nephew inside her wet hole.
Bradley squeezing her breasts, and pushing them up, clenching them as he rammed his hard cock in her as hard as he could, feeling like an animal, taming her, making her his.
“Fuuuuccckk yeess Braaddddd. Fuck. FUCK.” she loudly yelled her body shaking, her vagina clenching on his cock inside her, as he thrust harder into her more getting his cum out as soon as possible, one …. two …. three ….. his fourth belting thrust into his Aunty’s pussy he exploded.
“FUCK!” he yelled falling back onto the bed, his cock shooting cum up into his Aunty again.
“Oh yes BRAD!” she yelled looking down at him, their breathing hard, their bodies puffing as she collapsed onto him, she lay her arms at his side, her head sideways on his chest, listening to his ever fast racing heartbeat, his chest rising and falling as her head lay on him.
“Fuck.” he said putting his arms on her side kissing her head, smelling her soft hair, his cock slipping out of her.
“Thank you.” she said.
“For what?” he asked.
“Caring!” she said.
“Aunty Bella why?” he said as she put her head up, and she looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears, he wiped them away, as she put her forehead on his chest. Then looked up again.
She sighed and looked at him, staring into his eyes, “You know Brad, That there is a saying, ‘looking for love in all the wrong places.’ last night when I went to the bar after an arguement with Charlie, my main aim was to let a complete stranger take me home and fuck me for the night, I didn’t care who it was, I decided I wasn’t going to feel guilty ……. then I saw you, and …. oh …… fuck Bradley, I felt so much better, and ……”
” ……. Sex? Were you thinking about sex with me, when you saw me?”
She sighed and put her head back down. “Yes, yes I was.”
“Oh Aunty Bella, you know I’m really trying to think of reasons why we shouldn’t have, why it should be wrong having sex with you, fuck you are my Aunty, my mothers sister, but ….. fuck Annabelle I can’t.”
Annabelle looked up smiling putting her hand on his cheek, she kissed him. “You know, me either.” she said.
“Oh good.” he replied.
“So tell me, why did you have sex with Tegan?”
“Oh, Tegan.” he said sighing looking up. “How? How did you know?”
“Look she told me.”
“Oh … oh ok, we said we wouldn’t tell anyone.” Bradley said as Annabelle sat up straddling him, he again gazed up, and admired her body, her chest, her breasts, her small nipples, she was thirty one years older than him, but he loved and adored her body.
“So it was Paris?” she asked. “Fucking my daughter aye, your cousin, bit Bradley it’s ok, look Charlie dosn’t know ok, he would kill you if he found out.”
“Oh good, yes he would” he replied. “Annabelle honestly it just happened.”
“Yes.” Annabelle sniggered. “That was Tegan’s exact words. It just happened.”
“Yeh it did, it was a bit of a surreal holiday, like all the stars seemed to align for us.” he said looking up at the ceiling, she lay back down again resting and interlocking her fingers on his chest her arms over his sides resting on them, he pushed her hair back.
“Do tell me, she has told me, but I want to hear it from you.” Annabelle said.
“I’m sure Tegan has told you all about it?” Bradley said smiling at her.
“Yes like I said Bradley, she has, but I want to hear it from you?” she said kissing his lips.
Bradley looked at her. “Ok, look her ex-fiance was on the same flight as her, she asked another flight attendant to swap isles with her, I just happened to be on the side she swapped to, so we chatted, and we discovered we were staying in the same hotel, and she was on holiday for a week in Paris, I was working in Paris for that week, so it just happened, after two nights, a nice dinner, we ended up in my hotel room, she was upset that her ex was on the flight and kept flirting with her, so she spent the night and we had sex.” Bradley said.
“So who came onto who?”
“We were sitting on the couch, and she hugged me and she looked up at me and I kissed her.” Bradley replied.
“Yes it’s what van escort bayan she said.”
“It just happened, before we knew it we were in bed having sex.”
“So do you enjoy fucking my daughter, your cousin?” Annabelle asked.
“Yes!” Bradley said as he sighed smiling at her.
“So as much as fucking your Aunty?”
He looked at her smiling, his eyes meeting hers, she slid up his body more kissing his lips. “Well I enjoyed fucking you both.”
“Ok so there is a difference, so enjoyed as in it was just a once off, and a one night stand, or enjoy and you are both are still fucking? I know which one it is to.” Annabelle said.
“Yes, ok I enjoy sex with her, we go on-line and chat nude, and play watching each other play, she sends me raunchy photos, yes look we are cousins, and we get each other off sexually.” Bradley said smiling.
“Oh Bradley.” Annabelle said “You know that it kind of turns me on knowing my daughter is involved with you.”
Brad looked at her and grinned. “Oh really?” he asked.
“Fuck yes.” she replied looking over at her watch.
“Bella, tell me something, you said that last night you would have let any guy take you home?” Bradley said.
“Yes, I’m just so fucking sexually starved, I want to have sex because I want to, not because I have to.”
“So let me get this right?” Bradley said as Annabelle rolled off him onto her back, Bradley rolled to her side kissing her shoulder. “So Uncle Charlie makes you have sex.”
She looked away and sighed. “Yes, when he wants a blowjob, he wants it now, sex with him is when he isn’t drunk, that’s if he can even get his fucking small dick up, for him it’s only him wanting to relieve himself inside me, I feel like his fucking sex toy, not his bloody wife.”
“You must miss meaningful sex?”
“Oh I do, you know what I fantasise about Bradley?” she asked looking at him.
“Oh no, but please do tell?” he said running his finger over her breast, leaning in kissing her nipple.
“Two guys ravishing me, making love to me, I have always thought about a threesome.”
“Really?” Bradley replied lifting his body, leaning on his elbow, gazing over her naked body.
“Yep, either with another woman, or another man.”
“Oh Annabelle.” Bradley said smiling at her.
She sat up and sighed, Bradley sat up next to her, leaning in kissing her, a tear in her eye.
“Bradley, I feel I am a different person, not a woman who wants to be married, I’m 55 now, I want to enjoy what I want, not stuck with a man who treats me like an on call whore, I want to just break out, I want to maybe ……. be a cam girl……I’ve always thought about it, guys and girls watching me on-line.”
“Aunty really?”
“Yes Bradley, I don’t want to fuck Charlie anymore, I need to escape and live my own life, I don’t feel loved, I don’t feel appreciated, I’m just my husband’s fucking whore.”
“Oh baby.” he said kissing her shoulder.
“Look I should really go. I need to do some important things today.”
“Yes, look me to, I’ve got some meetings, as well.” Bradley said.
Annabelle and Bradley showered and dressed, they kissed as they went their separate ways.
10.38 am.
Annabelle walked in her front door, Charlie sat at the table drinking a large cup of coffee, she looked at him and placed her keys on the key rack and put her handbag down, her pussy tingling at the three times she had sex in the last twelve hours.
“So where the fuck have you been Annabelle?” Charlie said.
“I’ve being out.” she said picking a glass out of the top cupboard.
“Out where, you didn’t come home last night?” he said.
She turned and looked at him, sipping her water, as he burped. “I stayed out. Why?”
“Where? I rang your girlfriends, you wern’t with any of them. You lied to me Annabelle, who the fuck is he?”
“Who is who?” Annabelle questioned.
“The fucking guy your seeing, who is he?” Charlie replied.
“You jerk, ok, I will tell you, his name is Bradley, my Nephew, he is in town for a few days, I ran into him at Macy’s bar, and we chatted, I went to the house that he’s staying at, we had a few drinks, I was over the driving limit to drive, I stayed there and I came home this morning!”
“Oh ok Bradley is in town?” Charlie said.
“Yes, he is. It was nice catching up with him. So you sobered up?” she said.
He stood up and looked at her, he stepped over to her and put his hand on her hip. “Lets go to bed and have sex before I leave for work.”
She knew she would probably have Bradleys semen in her underwear, all he knew was she stayed with him, he didn’t have to know that she fucked him, three times.
“No, I’m not really in the mood!” she said.
“Come on Annabelle, I’m your husband.” he said leaning in to kiss her, she put her hands on his chest pushing him back.
“No Charlie.”
“Come in the bedroom Anny.” he said sliding his hand up her jersey onto her breast groping it, leaning in against her hand. “Fuck me baby now.” he said.
“No Charlie, I don’t fucking want to.” she said as he tore at her bra ripping the lace.
“Anna, I’m your fucking husband.” he said groping her naked breast up her jersey, putting his other hand on her arse pushing himself into his resisting wife, leaning in kissing her neck.
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