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The family reunion Lura & Flassche

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Jul 26, 2010
The family reunion

Nathan kicked a pebble on the street as he walked towards the car. Eighteen now, the young boy was becoming a man. Already the youth had shed his boyish charms and took on the form of an 6”2 tall adolescent.
He was going to college and would be staying over with his aunt Kathy. He grinned at the aspect of leading a more outgoing life away from his protective father. His green eyes stared back at him as he checked the rear-view mirror.
He started the ignition and sped of the curve, the lowered window causing his short dark brown hair to dance slightly. The youth was smiling as he already imagined the parties he would go to, and the girls he would date.
The prospect of staying over his fitness freak aunt would be a fun factor as well, the youth never kept it a secret that he had the hots for her. He tried to remember if she was seeing someone but could not remember clearly,
living together with her would surely be a cock tease but he would manage. The youth did not seem to mind the fact that they were related.

Three hour drive later and Nathan found himself entering her home town. It seemed an ok place to live in. Already he spotted a few pubs and bars here and there.
Fifteen minutes later he arrived in front of her house, parking the car he moved towards the door. He placed the car keys in his green pants and straightened his grey shirt.
The young man usually wore casual clothing, not liking the suit- life style of his father. Clearing his throat he knocked on the door. He tried to picture how she would look like.
When the door finally opened he opened a warm generous smile. “Hey Aunty, thanks again for having me over” The young man knew one thing, he was good with first impressions.
 
Kathy stepped out of the shower and wiped the steam from the mirror. She snatched her watch off the counter and looked down at the dials, a snort of disgust coming from her as she laid the watch down and quickly dried off. She was running late, her nephew would be there any minute. She knew she shouldn't have ran that last mile but the marathon was coming up and she had not wanted to miss out on the extra training. She paused long enough to brush out her hair, the naturally curly locks fighting with the coaxing of her brush as she wrangled it all into a loose pony tail. At only 5'4 Kathy was not a powerhouse of a woman, but she had kept in shape over the years. At the age of 38, she was still a striking woman. Fair skinned and green eyes paired with a flawless complexion and few wrinkles still kept her smiling as she finished with her hair and walked away from her reflection in the mirror.

She heard the car pulling up out front and had just enough time to slip into a bra, panties and a pair of Jean shorts. She was pulling on a Black tank top when she heard the car engine die off and padded from the room shoeless. She reached the door at the same time the knock sounded and greeted her Nephew with a hug. "Come on in kiddo. How was your drive?" she asked and patted his back as she lead him into the kitchen "Don't mention it, you know you are always welcome out here. Something to drink?" she asked him as she got a glass from the cabinet and sat it on the counter.

She had always noticed the looks that Nathan had given her, but had brushed them off as teenage mishaps. She hadn't hesitated when her brother had asked if Nathan could stay at her house for the summer break. She had the time off from work, her job as a principal gave her plenty of time during the summer to do what she wanted. She took out a wine glass from the cabinet and sat it on the counter. "For you I have soda and water or lemonaide" she offered with a grin. Pouring herself a glass of wine she took in the changes in her nephew over the last six months. It had been a while since she had seen him, her schedule had been busy. He had developed into a full grown man and she shook her head as she laughed "You got tall fast.. guess I shouldn't call you kiddo anymore huh?"
 
Nathan grinned as he was pulled forward into the embrace, his broad shoulders and chest being forced against hers as he felt her warm skin, her perfect formed and shaped body against his, instantly remembering the young man of his memories of her. “Kiddo am I?” He laughed out loud with her as he was guided inside. It was a small house but nicely decorated, he instantly fell in love with the large sofa. “Yeah the car trip was fine, no traffic and everything” He placed his bags and coat on the floor for the time being as he followed her to the bar. Grabbing the glass of lemonade, he began to smile. “I’ll guess I will just have to pretend it’s more” They drank silently as she told him of his new room. He would be staying in the guest room adjacent from hers. The young man thought back to his previous experiences in the house and knew there was a small air vent separating the two of them, A small digital cam would make for some interesting footage.

“So my very old aunt” He said as he poked her sides playfully. “How goes the marathon, ready to beat those youngsters” He heard her protest as she commented on how her progress was going so far, and the fact that she would have a far better stamina than Nathan himself would have. Nathan explained a few things about his college and inquired if she knew of a fun part time job that would earn him a few bucks for the college life. He was surprised to hear when she offered him a job in her school. An maintenance man seemed like a horrible job but is was well paid. They spoke for a few minutes about their family, jobs and even his new college. By the time they were done Nathan was surprised to see his aunt already starting on her third glass. He bid her farewell as he explained he would get some sleep.

When Nathan was finally in bed his mind raced. He still thought his aunt was perfect, even more so now she was training each day. He remembered her third drink as his mind began to wonder again. Did she always drink that fast?. Two hours later the young man finally dozed off, dreaming of an erotic scene with his aunt.
 
Kathy herself hadn't realized she had drank three glasses of wine already. She saw Nathan upstairs and made sure he had enough blankets for the night and then swayed slightly on her way down stairs. She had been enjoying catching up with her nephew, his sense of humor had always left her in stitches when she was around him. She was in awe of how quickly he had grown over the summer, no longer the scrawny kids she remembered. Between the summer job she had lined up for him and odd jobs she would have him do around the house to make money, he would have a good sum saved up before he started college.

Kathy had found the house by chance when she had been transferred to the small country school. Her realitor had thought there was a new apartment complex going up on the road that she had brought her down and had been surprised when all she saw was the one lone house on the country road. Kathy herself had been delighted. After touring the house and seeing the modest kitchen on the first floor, the living room that boasted a unique stone fireplace and sun porch off the back of the house, she had almost been sold on the place. Her tour upstairs had done her in. There were three bedrooms that spanned the upper floor. A master, the guestroom that her nephew now slept in and another room she had converted into a home office. With a bathroom in the hall and one off the Master bath, she had found herself sold on the price and the layout of the house.

She made her way back to the kitchen and picked up the bottle of wine and the glass. She never got drunk. She rarely drank more than a glass of wine a night, but for some reason that night passed with her curled up in front of the television as she watched a late night movie and downed the entire bottle of wine. She dozed off with the remote laying on top of her chest, sprawled out on the large sofa in the living room. She hadn't turned the lamp off on he side table next to the couch and within a half hour of her falling asleep, the station she was watching went off the air. Snow filled the screen and the sound of static filled the living room and echoed through the small house.
 
The young man woke up as his hand hit the wall. Blinking his eyes softly he realised he was not used to the small bed. He was quite upset he had woken up, just mere seconds ago he dreamt of his auntie on her knees working her set of skills to welcome the young man to the neighbourhood. He irritably got up and moved towards the bathroom dressed only in his boxers. The boy quickly drank a few sips of water and went back towards his room. Halfway there he heard a strange noise, he slowly made his way downstairs as he noticed the snow on the television. “Aunt?” He spoke softly as he heard no reply. He was hesitant at first, not wanting to be discovered by his aunt while he had a raging hard on.
When he finally was downstairs he noticed that she had fallen asleep, the soft noise of her breathing confirming his thoughts.

He turned off the television and went back to his aunt. He stroked her cheeks gently and called her name once again. She stirred but showed no sign of waking up. Feeling excited the boy pushed his luck, pushing the straps of her tank top and slowly lowering it to her waist. He swallowed softly as he almost inhaled the sight in front of him. Although her form still covered by the fabric of her bra, it was like a wet dream come true for the young man. He needed to see more.
He dared even further as he undid the clasp of her bra and let it fall down her arms. His member stiffened even more instantly as he noticed her exposed form, her perky nipples drawing his eyes to her perfect c-cup.
He noticed the movements of her eyelids as he knew she would wake any second.

The young man rushed towards the kitchen and grabbed the roll of duct tape and a large towel. Two minutes later her hands were tied behind her back, her feet tied up and a makeshift blindfold was wrapped around her eyes.
When the boy was done he stood dumbstruck as he had no plan what so ever, he had just tied up his own aunt. Before his sanity could kick in, his hormones took over. His hands cupped her breast as he fondled her.
The touch of her skin aroused the boy even more, thoughts of grand plans crossed his mind. Could he get away from this?. Suddenly his aunt started to wake up, trying to move her hands she started to scream.
His hand flew to her mouth and cupped it. His other hand pressed against his throat at he altered his own voice. “Scream and you and your little cousin will die”
 
Kathy's first thought as she started to wake was that she had left the door open. Her woozy mind hadn't figured out why there was a chilled draft over her chest but it was soon clear as she was pulled fully from sleep by the feel of someones hands moving over her bare breasts. She tried to move her wrists, her confusion growing as she found that they were bound behind her back. The same when she attempted to kick outward. Even when she opened her eyes she could see nothing. Nothing but darkness as the blindfold did its work.

The threat stilled her instantly. Had fear and alcohol not clouded her mind she may have been suspicious of the voice, or the circumstances in how she found herself bound up and half naked under a strange man, but the knowledge that whoever had her knew that Nathan was in the house stilled her instantly. A muffled plea came from behind the hand covering her mouth. A deep shudder ran down her entire body but other than that.. she did not fight the binds that held her. Her fear at that moment was for Nathan.
 
Power… Sheer power, that was going on in the young man’s head. He had control over her, he could force himself on her. Could he, could he really take that step?. He tried to come up with reasons not to, but each time the lust drove them away. He needed to see more, he wanted to explore more of her. The young man let go of the grip on her face as he placed both his hands on her shoulders, roughly forcing her back into the sofa. He moved close towards her and forced his tongue inside of her mouth. Tasting her saliva mixed with the alcohol did not lessen the experience. He was kissing a mature woman, even though it was his aunt. She fought back, trying to use her tongue to force him out, it only increased the pleasure he received.

He wanted to see her naked, expose her full form. He forced her to lay flat on her stomach as his hands went to her remaining clothing. He heard her pleads, begging him to stop. His hands roughly removed the fabric in one jerk, revealing her perfect shaped ass, her athletic muscles. He disrobed himself and began to stroke himself as he let his other hand caress her skin, the silky smooth skin. He let out a soft moan as he pressed the tip of his member against her waist, forcing her to experience his manhood, letting her know what was to come. His free hand slipped between her thighs and explored the outer areas of her womanhood. He was surprised and gladdened to feel she had a clean shave. He already began imagining how she must taste, how she must feel. The young man moved backwards and placed his cell phone on the table, pressing the record function. He wanted to remember this moment.
 
Sheer panic tore at her senses as he flipped her to her stomach. She tried to rub the blindfold off into the pillows, her hands pulling wildly at the binds that held her wrists. She figured out quickly the blindfold was stuck. He had taped it on it seemed. "No.. Stop.. please don't do this" she begged as tears filled her eyes, her voice muffled in the pillows as he shoved her forward. She knew the minute his hands went to the waist band of her shorts that she was in trouble. He tugged at them and despite the fact that she shoved her toes into the sofa and tried to wiggle around, he was easily able to overpower her and pull them to her knees. Her bared ass felt the cool air touch it, and then his hand.

She had no way of knowing he was taping what he was doing. She would have been mortified. She could barely breath her breath was panting so fast as she felt his cock press against her skin. He was large and she knew what was coming next. Her toes pressed into the couch again as she tried to shove herself off but his body held her still. "Don't do this" she whimpered into the pillow again.
 
The young man did not even hear her words anymore, obsessed was he with her perfect skin and delicate folds. Lifting her, so her behind pointed up, he stared at her. Using both his thumbs he spread her delicious folds and almost inhaled her pink flesh. Her folds were perfect, small shaped and already glistering with fluids.
He spread her as far as he dared, as he knew exactly what he would be doing next. Pushing her against the edge of the sofa, he trapped her. He guided his member and placed the tip of it against her sex. He had lubricated the end of it with his own spit, and it was now ready.

Pushing with his hips, he slid the tip of his member inside. Taboo was great, the very wrongness of it all seemed to have aroused the young man even more so. The throbbing rock hard tip was now inside of his own aunt. Her insides felt warm and o so tight. He could clearly feel no man had been inside of her for a long time.
The young man pressed another inch inside and let out a soft moan. God she was tight. He placed both his hands on her cheeks as he placed the thumbs near her perineum. Spreading them apart he could now clearly see both her holes spread apart. This action seemed to frighten the poor woman even more so.
Another inch was shoved inside as the boy felt her tighten up more and more by the second. Her insides trying to force him out, her futile attempt only increasing his pleasure.
 
Kathy was horrified as she felt the man easily grip her hips and shove her up onto the arm of the couch. Her upper body hung over the edge, her bound wrists were no help to her to hold her weight up. The position left her completely vulnerable and unable to fight back at all. The blood started to rush to her head, her face getting redder as she grunted and tried to shift her hips backward.

She froze instantly as his fingers pressed to her flesh, her pussy pulled open so he could openly stare at her. Humiliation flowed through her and anger soon followed. "Stop it.. let me go you bastard" she grunted out but her words sounded muffled as she hung with her hair flowing downward and serving as a blanket around her head. With the feel of his cock pressing against her slit she shuddered and attempted a last ditch effort to move, her toes digging into the sofa again. Her body rocked upward with the sharp shove, only serving to raise her ass higher in the air as he slid the tip of his cock into her.

He was huge. She could feel him stretching her as he slid inch by maddening inch into her. She tried to push back, the muscles in her thighs clenching tight. But that would not keep him out of the depths of her inner walls. She whimpered wildly, her eyes filling with tears that slid from the outter edges of her eyes and fell down to the floor by a path over her forehead. Her heart raced as he pulled her cheeks wider. Fear gripped her and she instinctively tightened the tight bud of her ass.

Where was Nathan she wondered. Had he been hurt? What if he walked in on what was going on? Little did she know that her young nephew was at that moment thoroughly enjoying himself as he drove his cock even further into her with another moan.
 
A soft moan escaped his mouth as the young man slid himself inside of her entirely. The warmth, the feeling of her tightness wrapped around him, even her protesting moans did nothing yet increase his pleasure. He was sure there was no greater sensation in the world than this. His thumbs pressed apart her cheeks again as he took in the sight of her perfect ass, grinning he pressed his luck even further. Using his left hand he held her down, and his right hand went towards his mouth.
Inserting his index finger inside of his mouth he began to soak it in his own saliva as he began to fuck her roughly. When he finally heard her utter a moan and felt her relax, he slipped his soaked finger inside her rectum. The sudden insertion and strange sensation made her tense up. Her tensed up form increased the pleasure for both of them. Grinning the boy felt victorious as he even heard her utter a moan of pleasure .

It went on for minutes. His hips thrusting against her hard and fast. The air filled with the scent of hormones and the sound of flesh against flesh, her perfect folds generating an embarrassing amount of sloppy sounds. His index finger all the time wiggling inside her rectum, degrading her with every movement. The tightness was still there, but he felt her getting used to the sensation a bit. The boy felt himself so close already. He had little experience besides a single girlfriend, so the feeling of an mature and experienced woman was driving him mad. Already large globs of precum were drowning her insides. The boy was sure if he came he would do so in extraordinary amounts.

Feeling the sensation of himself nearing his climax, he forced her on her back. He head resting on the arm of the sofa. He had spread her legs and forced himself inside her sex again as he felt his balls tighten. He moved his hand towards her face as he wanted to grab her hair. He misjudged the distance and pushed the blindfold from her face. When she opened her eyes and noticed her own kin fucking her with all his might she began to scream. Her body fought against him with all her might as the sudden tightness drove him over the edge.
Already the first wave of his warm fertile seed was shot deep inside of her.
 
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