1. Lake House Virgin


    Date: 5/28/2017, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    morning before coming down for breakfast, don't want to smell like sex at the breakfast table. I crash on the bed. The next thing that I am conscious of is that it's daylight and a feeling that my cock is being stroked. I'm in that state between dreamland and awake. I'm not sure if I am dreaming or not. It's not unusual for me to have erotic dreams in the morning, accompanied with morning wood, but this feels too real. I awake and turn my head. My Aunt Kathy is sitting on the bed next to be, she is talking, I can't yet comprehend what she is saying, still too groggy. I become more awake as the seconds tick by. I realize my Aunt Kathy is, in fact, stroking my cock; I jump and sit up as the realization hits me. "Shhhh... easy now, lie back down, relax, it's ok," she says in a soft reassuring voice. I ease back into the reclined position I was sl**ping in. I look her in the eyes; I must have a scared expression on my face. She has a calm, reassuring expression. She is cooing, "It's ok, everything is going to be ok," over and over again. I want to say something, something like what I'm thinking: 'But Aunt Kathy, you're my Aunt!' But I don't, I'm frozen. Somehow it starts to make sense and I feel it is right. Aunt Kathy asked Molly to take my virginity, so she was complicit in getting me laid last night. I start to have thoughts like: 'She's the master, the master planner; I need to succumb to her.' Then I think, 'no, she is my mother's s****r, my aunt, this can't be happening.' I ...
    then think back to the time I heard what I thought was the back door to the boathouse; I heard it while I was masturbating a few times, and then last night while I was fucking Molly. I never saw anyone though, so I wasn't sure. And the time I masturbated on the swim dock; I thought I saw someone going up the path to the house, but wasn't sure. Was it my aunt? Had she been spying on me? She bends down and takes a whiff of my cock. "Yumm. Smells like pussy. I see you're no longer a virgin," she says smiling a devilish smile. "Aaa, yeah, me and Molly, aah," I could barely talk. "Molly and I," she corrected me with a shit eating grin. "I know, I watched; it was beautiful." "You watched?" I said with a startled expression in my voice. Even though I suspected, I had no conformation, and to hear her blurt it out shocked me. "I saw it all, it was beautiful. I also saw you alone, in the boathouse, several times." "What did you see?" She squeezed my cock and smiled, "You know... And on the swim dock one night. You have a healthy appetite my dear boy." The gig is up, I'm busted. I'm a masturbator, and until last night a virgin who could not manage to get himself laid. My aunt had to come to my rescue. I guess this why I let her stroke my cock. She is my sex guardian, my Godmother of sex. She knows me better than I know myself. Aunt Kathy leaned over and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking me off. Oh, damn this feels good. It is so wrong, but so right. She stopped sucking, but ...