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Auntie's Favorite Nephew (Deante x N7Biotic)

On her hands and knees, Lauren can feel his cum trickling down her thighs. Lots of proof, it seemed. "Yeah but...but..." He couldn't really find the words. Teens were so emotional, and this was quite the emotional tsunami after all. Having sex, for the first time no less, and with a relative? Who could blame him from being a little less rational. Her nephew also couldn't help but lean inot her touch a little bit, to press his lips together. Breathing quicker, he squeezed her butt when she put his hand there, he kissed back.

Then he stood up, off the bed, pacing. "But uh...just because things feel good doesn't mean you should do them, right? Like drugs. Or uh. Driving really fast?" He couldn't think, he was just in a nice, big whirlwind, and he went back to pacing, his tail flicking anxiously. The boy could be quite sensitive.

To be fair to him, her desire aside, there was one big reason this wasn't okay: it could get Lauren in serious trouble if caught. Just fucking a minor was bad news if caught. Being related only made it a lot harder to defend. If. But mistakes can get made, unpredictable things can happen. They happen all the time.

Finally giving up on trying to put things into words, he said, "It's weird." He looked back at her, serious and earnest and a little confused. "So...why do you want to do it?" He understood that sex felt good, no question, but why did she want him? Lauren was so hot, she could have anyone. Lauren could tell that getting his mind back on sex was going to be as easy as shaking her ass at him. An orgasm could cleanse the pallet, clear the lusty fog, and the mood in the room had shifted.
 
The feeling of cum running down her thighs never failed to feel so good, but in the case, the feeling of her own nephew's cum running down her plush thighs only made her feel even better. Dean was so cute when his stuttered that she couldn't help but giggle a bit at it. She kept kissing his cheek and his neck as he took a moment to process everything, her hands running down his chest and his hips playfully as she did. Lauren got all the comfort she needed feeling Dean's body lean into her touch as he squeezed her firm ass while his breath quickened and returned her kiss. She was nervous at first that Dean wouldn't want her again after everything that happened between them, but just by the way he reacted to her advances even at this stage was enough to let her know he would do it again if she let him. Lauren had so many plans for her little play thing and wondered just how far he'd be willing to go to feel her again. A whirlwind of delicious ideas shot through her lusty mind as she couldn't help moaning a bit into his lips as they shared a kiss.

Lauren sighed a bit feeling Dean break their kiss to get up off the bed to pace around the room. She simply laid on her side watching him panic in complete contrast to Lauren's more laid back behavior. "That's true, but things like drugs and driving fast can get you killed. Sex can't very easily, unless you're stupid about it. Luckily, I'm pretty smart in that department so we should be fine on that end." Despite being more rational then her little nephew was, Lauren couldn't be too harsh on him. He was young and they did do something rather illegal. It was one thing to chase after someone underage, but a whole new level of trouble when it was your relative. Besides, seeing him look so panicked and scared did make her feel a little bad. After all, she still cared deeply for her little Dean. She slowly got off the bed and went up to Dean. This time, she didn't show any sign of wanting to seduce him any further, but had more of a caring demure. Before answering his question, Lauren wrapped her arms around her little nephew and gently stroked his hair as she pulled him close in a hug. Her face nuzzled against his shoulder as she hugged him tightly in attempts to calm her panicking nephew. "We're gonna be okay." She simply whispered to him, letting her comfort him in a rather wholesome way.

"To answer your question. I always had a strange love for you." She started as she let her arms relax a bit around him so she could look into his eyes as she answered his question without completely letting go of him. "Ever since you became a young man and I saw who you were becoming, you were the only one I actually felt a real connection to. I'm able to be my complete self around you without having to sugar coat my words or be more conservative. You always accepted me and I felt more like your friend then your aunt. So, naturally...I started to like you more then I should and well...it developed into this." She answered honestly, her voice becoming sweet rather then lustful. "I've always cared about you Dean and I always will. The last thing I want is for you to hate me for what I convinced you to do. So, if you never want to do it again or you want to report me, I understand." She finished with a light shrug trying to keep her usual smile on her face, but anyone who knew her, knew that smile was had a hint of sadness behind it.
 
For the most part, Dean was just conflicted. The only scared part was the fear of being caught and upsetting his mom. There was no level of being grounded for this sort of thing. While aware what they were doing was illegal--and it would be Lauren who would be the one in serious trouble there--that hadn't really entered his mind at the moment. No, it was mostly the feeling of this being Wrong at odds with his desire to fuck his aunt again. There were some taboos that society, and your own body, drilled into you rather hard to the point that he was just a wee bit overwhelmed trying to accept it. Because after all, it wasn't just what they had done but that he wanted badly to do again and he couldn't help but feel a little dirty, like he'd just drowned a baby bird and liked it or something. All of those feelings and thoughts were very loud in him, and he couldn't properly explain them.

Her caring, rather than lusty, touch reassured him a little. That aggression of hers was unrelenting and he had felt vulnerable, like he couldn't have gotten space to think. Now though, feeling her back to a platonic nurturing, he could listen to her. And her words relaxed him, to the point he smiled and bumped his nose against her jaw. The volume of his feelings had been soothed a little--they were still there, but he wasn't anxious enough to pace. It would confuse him still if she told him how long it'd been since she'd had sex with other men, how she had just stopped entirely beyond fixating on him, but he didn't know that. "No way," he said, "I'm not mad at you. I don't want anything bad to happen to you. To me either." He leaned against her, his nose in her neck, and sighed into her fur. "It's just... a lot to think about I guess."

A new worry ricocheted through his mind. Pulling back a little, he looked up at her and said with a touch of nervousness, "Can we do something else and not think about it for a little bit? Like play Shinobi Buckaneer Showdown or whatever?" Regardless of what happened with the sex thing, Dean didn't want them to stop being such good friends. He knew even before today that Lauren loved him, she was fun and understood him. And years of consuming media had implanted the lesson that that Sex Changed People. It made established relationships complicated. Could they still be the same, do the same things and simply have fun, while being sexual together? Or would it change into something different? Especially if they could never get married or obviously have kids, what would htat do?
 
Lauren smiled softly as she felt her little Dean's bump his cute nose against her jaw. She was relieved to see her attempts to comfort her little nephew worked out for the better. Dean seemed to calm down a lot more with her arms around him. She could tell the panic and worry wasn't completely gone from his system, but Lauren couldn't really blame him for such things given what had happened. She was just happy to bring him some comfort when he needed it. After all, he was still her little Dean. Her hands gently stroked him almost like a gentle lover would. One hand gently moving up and down his back, her fingers feeling his fur as her other hand gently teased his cute little cookie shaped ear like she always did since he was a little kid. She nuzzled her face a little more into his shoulder and closed her eyes to give him as much time as he needed in her arms. For a brief moment, Lauren felt a tinge of worry that Dean hated her now for ruining him, but smiled when he told her otherwise, simply just not wanting anything bad to happen to either of them, and let himself lean against her. She chuckled a little feeling his nose against her neck, her hand gently stroking his hair as she listened to him speak. "I'm glad for that at least. I would hate myself forever if you hated me. You take all the time you need to figure things out. When you're ready, let me know what you want to do." She whispered warmly and gave him a tight squeeze.

When she felt Dean wanting to pull back a bit, Lauren loosened her hold on him enough for her to look down into his eyes. She smiled and chuckled a little at his request before giving him a nod. "Of course we can. I'll order us a pizza while we're at it. Just know that I'm still not going to let you win without a good fight first." She teased him playfully as she always had in the past. One of her favorite things was to play and tease Dean in a little competitive sports in even the littlest game. They could play a game for little girls and Lauren would probably make it competitive just to have an excuse to toy with him in one of their favorite past times. She gave Dean a brief kiss on his forehead as she tended to do, before letting go of him. Her hands briefly rubbed his shoulders in a soft little massage before finally letting go of him completely. "I'll cover it this time. You can use the money your mom gave you for something else if you want. Maybe we can go out with your friends someday to that arcade with the lazor tag game and play a couple of rounds. It's up to you though." She shrugged a bit nonchalantly.

Her tail waved behind her in its usual manner as she bent over to pick up the thong she had dropped down her legs earlier and pulled them up her legs to conceal her recently used sex before pulling her shirt up over her head and pulling it down to hide her breasts, but left her bra on the ground. She didn't bother to pull the skirt that was left behind back on since it didn't really do the job of hiding her ass anyway, so she saw no real point in putting it back on. "I left my purse downstairs, so I'll meet you down there in a minute. And after I get us a couple of pizzas on the way, I can start kicking your ass again at your own game." She teased playfully before opening his bedroom door and making her way down the stairs, her tail curling and waving happily behind her. She found her purse near the front door since she had been too eager to find her nephew to put it anywhere else and pulled out her phone. She ignored the multiple messages she got from multiple guys and even some girls she had hooked up with in the past month before calling up the pizza place that was always Dean's favorite and placing in a order for a couple of pizzas for the two of them.
 
They ate pizza, played games, and it was just like any other time together, fun and relaxed. With the thorough dicking earlier, neither really needed sex, the desire never really built up any steam. And it seemed best to let Dean have a little processing time, too. That and, they had an entire week after all. No, the desire for more didn't come till that night, after Lauren was at home. The same for Dean, alone and unable to not think about Lauren, especially with his bed smelling like them both. No doubt though he'd see her tomorrow, they'd already made plans.

There was a movie playing, one they both had been looking forward to. A nice sci fi piece, and reviews had said it was fairly realistic and not drek. But neither liked a crowded theater, so they'd waited a few weeks. Now was a good time to go, before something else pushed it off the theater. Dean seemed relaxed, nothing up with him after yesterday, even if he smiled a little more, shared a little extra eye contact. Nothing unusual...till they found their seats.

During the stupid phone and car and soda commercials, Dean's hand slipped into his aunt's lap, caressing her thigh. First the upper part, then the inside, his fingers creeping higher with every commercial, but he didn't turn to her. Then, when the trailers started, the teen either watched with interest, or--when something stupid appeared--he turned and kissed her. Once or twice he grazed her panty-clad pussy, but otherwise kept his hand on her thigh. And then a cooler trailer would start, and he'd pull away. Was the little shit growing into a tease, just like his aunt?

Teenage Lauren had gotten fingered and sucked dick quite a few times in the back of movies. Things had changed though, and this was the wrong place for it; the stadium seating meant anyone behind or below had the angle to see the action, and the ermines' white fur stood out like neon under the movie's illumination. The one thing that probably hadn't changed was how hard it would be to clean the fur on her lower legs of the sticky floor residue. No, best not. Besides, the movie had started and that quickly distracted them both.
 
The fact it was so easy for them to fall back into the state of normal between them after doing something so big only a few minutes ago really showed Lauren how close the two of them really were. Her biggest fear was that after they shared a intimate moment together, they wouldn't be the same again, but luckily, that fear didn't become a reality. She had been completely satisfied from just one good fucking from him and didn't really need another session for quite some time. Besides, she knew Dean needed the space to think about what he wanted now. She hadn't asked him anything about what happened since they left his bedroom. Whenever Dean was ready, he would tell her how he stood in the situation. If he wanted more or to keep things as they've always been. A part of her wanted him to want more of her, but she wasn't going to pressure him into anything that he didn't want to do. Lauren wanted to give him space to think while trying to keep things normal between them, just focusing on how things have always been with games, laughs, and fun. She even got the idea to go see a movie with him, a movie both of them had wanted to see so, she thought it would be fun for the both of them to see it together and maybe Dean would let her know what he thought of their relationship being more then it ever has been.

When Dean agreed to go, Lauren was overjoyed. There weren't many people she could share her nerdy side with given that most of her friends were beauties having girl fun most of the time, but when she was with Dean, she could like herself be more nerdy, so naturally going to see a movie like this with him was going to be a blast. However, Lauren thought ahead. Just in case Dean was feeling up to it, Lauren made sure it was easy for him to be able to split his hand between her thighs with a tiny skirt and a thin pair of panties that were easy to get into. She would let him be the one to make the first move at this point as a sign that he wanted to do more. At first, Lauren suspected that she was just being hopeful for something that would never happen again, but not too long after they took their seats did she feel him started to touch her. Her ears perked up feeling his hand touch her thigh, but gave little reaction to it in case it wasn't what she suspected it was. Then his hand started to explore higher and higher. She bit her lip in response once she felt his fingers graze over her panty-clad pussy, but didn't seem to explore much more then that, but it was enough for her to know that he was interested in more. She spread her legs a bit wider for him when she felt his hand touch her thighs, but quickly found herself growing a bit restless whenever his hand left her thigh.

Dean was learning how to play the game fast. She was tempted to undo his pants and pull his cock out for her to taste. Lauren has had plenty of experience getting away with naughty things in a movie theater from her youth, but unfortunately not even she could get away with things in this situation without being caught. The theater was too full of people and her white fur would easily give her away with the light that was left in the room. At the same time though, just the little teases he had given her were becoming too much. If he kept on teasing her like this, she wasn't sure what she was going to do. One thing was for sure though, she was going to let him have it when she got the chance. For now though, she let her own hand touch his thigh while he was paying attention to the movie. She found herself interested in it as well, but she needed to do a little something to release more of her tension he had started to build into her. Her hand was careful not to be too obvious as she ran up his thigh near his hidden cock as her hand squeezed and caressed his thigh. In one moment, she got more ballsy and risky with it, but giving his balls a gentle squeeze through his pants while she was sure no one was paying attention to them.
 
It seems Dean had caught a tiger by the tail. His intent hadn't really been to do anything in the theater, he simply wanted to touch her, maybe to tease her just a little. Lauren deserved a little payback. But now he had her hand in his lap, teasing his balls, reduced to squirming in his seat, when he was trying to watch the movie. Eventually he leans in and breathes in her ear, "Quiiit it. Later." That wasn't much of a surprise, now that she thought about it. The boy had bad focus issues; talking during a movie completely threw him off, same with playing games. As a kid his ADHD had been bad. Now he managed without medication, but some still slipped past.

And when Lauren relents, he does too. Though he doesn't stop touching her entirely, his fingers idly strumming the fur of her knee, more affectionately feeling the texture between his fingerpads than anything sensual. Before yesterday, Dean hadn't touched her, not unless she gave a hug or stray nuzzle. Otherwise would've been inappropriate or at least weird to do with one's aunt, after all. But the boy was a bit starved for it, and simply feeling her fur beneath his fingers was soothing, filling up that tank just a little.

The movie was good, but not great. It had issues--of which Dean argued with her over good-naturedly. Either because he didn't agree, or he just wanted to be a contrary little troll towards her movie pet peeves. It was a good distraction though from the groping. But now they were out of the theater, spilling into the mall, with the afternoon ahead of them.
 
Lauren may have came off a little strong when she decided to tease her little nephew. She did deserve a little teasing after what she did. It was just a strange position for her to be in since she was typically the one who did the teasing, not the guy she was after. Then again, those said guys didn't last too long in her life. One, maybe two night stands, but not anyone active in her life. One or two were still in her cell phone in case she needed a bit of relief, which they were more then eager to help out. The kind of guys who don't mind being used since it's with a woman who knew how to make them cum hard. She also had to remember that Dean had attention issues and this was one he genuinely wanted to see. Of course, Lauren really wanted to see it too, but she was always a fan of teasing people in a theater if they couldn't get away with fingering or blow jobs. The only thing that stopped her was that he asked her to stop. The good news was he meant the word, "later" which meant to her that he was still interested in her, a slight fear she had when she realized she came at him too strongly. For now, she'd take the teases he gave her until he was more comfortable with her being more strong towards him.

Her hand moved away from his crotch and gave his knee a gentle squeeze as though to apologize for distracting him too heavily and put her focus back onto the movie itself. As she watched the movie, her ears perked up a little feeling Dean's hand touch her again. Nothing really sexual this time, but still the touch was nice. It had been awhile since someone just simply touched her to feel her without any intent on doing more to her, so the sensation was very much a welcomed one. For awhile she just let him feel her fur against his pads before using her own hand to touch his. She gently stroked his wrist to let him know early that she was going to touch him again, but with less force and sexual intent. Her hand touched his gently just so she could feel him more, but decided not to do much more so she could allow him to focus on the movie instead since he seemed to be interested in what was happening on screen. It didn't help that it was the type of movie you had to pay attention to or else risk getting lost. Lauren was a little behind at first since her attention had been on Dean for a few good minutes, but luckily, she was able to catch up rather quickly and found herself enjoying the film. It was only made better by the fact that her nephew was here beside her, with his hand gently touching her knee.

One of her favorite things about going to see a movie with Dean that it was always something they could talk about after, whether it be arguing or gushing over what they saw, it was always a blast to hear his opinion on things. Lauren knew the movie wasn't perfect, but she had to say that the weaker parts or just plain stupid decisions had a bit of charm to it to her. Besides, sci-fi type films were always easy to mess up since the world is built on rules that could either work or fail. In this case, it was a mixture of both. The arguing wasn't heated or anything on her end at least, but it did help her see that the movie had more problems then she realized. Yet, she still liked it despite that. Lauren was the type to admit when she liked a bad movie and not get offended when someone else called it bad, because they were right most of the time. There was just something about it that appealed to her, but could see why others didn't care for it. Luckily, this wasn't the case, at least between Dean and her. They agreed that it was still good at least, so she was just happy Dean was able to enjoy it even with the issues he saw with it. All that mattered in the end was that Dean was having fun with her. "So what now?" She asked him curiously, "Any special places in mind you wanted to go to?"
 
Lauren's touch made him smile at the screen. That light brush at the wrist. He took it for what it was, and before she moved her fingers away, he took her hand and simply held it. As goofy as it seemed, he liked that simple sort of contact. Enjoyed holding hands with the girl who he liked, stealing little innocent touching because it was a thrill just to make that contact, or relaxing knowing they're there. How it was going to go with that, now that him and Lauren were screwing, was a real question, but one he wasn't thinking about at the moment. But the fact she wasn't coming on strong again, that she stopped when asked, put him at ease too. After the day before, he was worried that once she started there'd be no stopping, because she wouldn't stop when he insisted the first time. But then, she'd stopped when he'd gotten upset. So he shouldn't have worried, right?

Just as fun as both enjoying a movie is when both agree about something bad. The ragging on something. LIke that paper-thin character who was OBVIOUSLY going to betray them did so. Ugh. But the movie conversation winds down, and when she asks, he shrugs. "Not really. Malls are nothing but clothing stores, really...boring." That pause came as something caught his attention, and Lauren followed his gaze to the trio of girls--high schoolers? college?--walking away. There was no doubt as to what had got his attention; the long-legged squirrel's shorts were so short that the bottom of a taut little ass-cheek peeked with each step, and the straps of her underwear were just visible over the waistband. While he knew not to get caught looking by whoever he was looking at, the trouble that came from looking at one girl while being in the company of another was a wholly foreign idea.

But his comment and the practical sound of his dirty thoughts did provide an idea. She could take him clothing shopping. The mere idea would make most boyfriends groan, but that was often because they were being asked to decide which color was nicer and loaded questions like which item made their girl look fat. Rarely was there the question "Which of these turns you on more?" Going to shop for skimpy panties and stockings and other silky things was one option, but the lingerie store was small and the clerks would be watching like crocodiles. At the very least, there would be no way she could change and model for him without raising serious questions. Still, there were a lot of shops, and they'd have a lot of privacy in the big department stores. Teasing him would be so easy there.
 
The memory of Dean grabbing her hand before she could completely move it away from was still fresh in her memory. It been so long since someone's just...held her hand and she couldn't forget how warm and strong his hand felt within her own. In just one act, all her worries had disappeared in one moment and she was able to just...enjoy. However, Lauren gave Dean a glancing look while he was giving his answer to her question when she noticed a brief pause in his voice. It was easy to trace what had caught his attention while he spoke to her. A cute, long legged squirrel girl with a pair of shorts that left little to the imagination had stolen his gaze for a moment, though she couldn't really get mad at him about it. She had to remember that Dean was still a young man and it was easy for young girls to dress liberally in a place that had a lot of potential cute boys like him staring at them. Though, she would be lying if she claimed that she wasn't a bit jealous about it. She wanted Dean to only look at her, to remember that other girls were cute, but none could make him feel the way she made him feel. Luckily, she already had a plan to get a little bit of revenge for making her feel a little jealous over a cute girl's ass.

She originally wanted to take him to a lingerie store to tease him with some sexy little panties, bras, and stockings she could get for them, but those stores were so small with staff that constantly kept their eyes on the changing rooms to make sure no funny business happened within the rooms, so modeling and changing in front of them there would do more harm then good. However, she did think of one store that such a thing could work. It large enough to give them plenty of privacy and their prices often drove a lot of shoppers away, so they could more easily get away with teasing each other in public and maybe even a bit more if they were sly and quiet enough to pull it off, especially since the changing rooms were often left unguarded and practically deserted. "Well, there is one place I wanna go to. I want to pick up a thing or two there and yes, it's a clothing store, but don't roll your eyes yet. I want your opinion on a few things." She teased him playfully with a smirk before taking his hand and leading him to one of the largest stores that the mall had to offer.

Today seemed to be the perfect day to go to this certain store. At first glance, one might of thought it was closed if it hadn't been for the fact the lights were still on and the gate hadn't been pulled out of hiding to restrict access. There had been one cashier at the front that seemed to be doing her job, welcoming them as they stepped inside. Lauren gave her a friendly thanks before leading her nephew down deeper inside. For the most part, it looked like your average clothing store for men, women, and kids alike. However, in the back near the dressing rooms had a few things she was sure would get Dean rather interested in what she was intending. They passed by another clerk who looked bored and was simply more focused on his phone then anything, but did look up for a moment to look at Lauren as she pasted by before returning his attention to his phone. Luckily the clerk was a good distance away from the place Lauren stopped to start taking a look. Several kinds of panties and bras were up on display for the pair to admire. While they weren't full lingerie like the other store had, they were still rather nice and sexy. Lauren took her time admiring a few before finally speaking up, "What kind do you like the most Dean? Something like these?" She asked, pulling down a bra and panty set that was black with a red lace trim, the panties themselves practically letting everything show through the black lace and would fit nicely between a pair of cheeks in the back. "Or something like this?" She asked again, pulling down another set that was more girly then the last one in a sense that it was a hot pink with a flowery trim and little black bows on the sides of the panties and in the center of the bra, both looking rather revealing in the fact that seemed to be intended to be smaller then it says it was. "If you can't decide, you can pick a few and I can model them for you over there." She grinned, nodding towards the abandoned dressing rooms only a few steps away.
 
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Oh, she can't stop him from rolling his eyes, that's for sure. It's been instilled in him that guys hate going shopping with girls, because they take forever. It doesn't occur to him yet how much he enjoys Lauren's taste in teasing clothes, after all. For that matter, Lauren could very well look into things other than underwear; while she has cornered the market on short skirts, she could look into tiny shorts like said squirrel. How did Dean feel about shoes, for that matter? Hadn't he said something once about boots? Either way, he does perk up a bit when he sees the end of their trip, and he looks around, a bit more self-conscious than he should be. It's less that they might get caught doing something they shouldn't, and more that he's somewhere that is just a bit inappropriate for a boy to be. Of course he's wanted to go into the lingerie store to touch and peer at all the merchandise, but he would look like a perv if he did.

He all but ignores the girly pair. "The black ones are nice; I like how they're little shorts in the front but definitely not in the back. But our coloration is all black and white. It can get a little monotone, you know?" Which is pretty true of Lauren's outfits; she does gravitate to black, doesn't she? "See, look at this." He takes down a red pair, putting it next to his fur. "See how that stands out a lot more?" He points at another one, this pair a sheer purple mesh, opaque only over the crotch. "I also like this style. Not just...because of what it does to the butt, but in the front it looks like a little V. Shows off so much thigh and just...makes me want ot rest my hand there on the hip, you know?" He looks a little sheepish. He's clearly put a lot of thought into underwear, that's for sure, but he seems fairly indifferent about bra design.

When Lauren wants to go to the changing rooms, he's super cautious, craning his neck around. The bored clerk with the phone is leading a woman with a stroller off into the baby section, removing even that potential issue, but he spots a set of rabbit ears on the far end of the lady's section, off by the purses. But Inside the changing area, he doesn't go into Lauren's little stall, instead standing outside, nervous. "If um, if someone asks, do we...tell them we're dating?" Would strangers believe that, even if they didn't notice the family resemblance?
 
The point of the trip to the mall, other then spending time with her nephew, was learn what caught his eye since she knew that pretty little girls would be around to show themselves off to anyone who might be willing to ask them out. She had already taken note that he seemed to like shorts. Luckily, Lauren had some back at her place given that she often went out clubbing and shorts made it easier for people to see her ass without having too much easy access to get them more eager to take her home or vise versa to see what it looked like without anything covering it. She also remembered him talking about his interest in boots once, which was something else she had covered since she was the type of girl who didn't like the amount of blankness between her legs and shorts could show in just a pair of heels. Though, heels had their moments too. As far as she could tell, he wasn't too interested with shirts. Lauren had a few that could still complete a full look with shorts and boots that weren't too overly revealing, but showed enough to catch the eye. She made a note to herself for sure to start wearing more boots and shorts around him at least. Lauren wanted to make it hard for Dean to look at anyone else but her. Naturally, he was going to look at other girls every now and then, he was a guy after all, but she was going to work to make it a struggle for him. For now though, she was genuinely curious at the type of bras and panties he liked. It was easy for her to see what shirts, shoes, and pants he liked, but it was a bit trickier to see what he liked on his girls when their down to their last line of defense.

Dean's answers to her questions were more interested then she had expected them to be. He either had an interesting thought process or has thought about these sorts of things rather thoroughly. She didn't expect him to go with the girly things, he didn't seem the type, but wanted to pick his mind to see what caught his interest and what didn't. After all, she was still learning about him in ways an aunt probably shouldn't. He made a good point about their colors being more monotone. Lauren normally chose dark colors because she thought she looked good in them, but the idea of becoming a bit more colorful in her choices did seem like a good idea to experiment with. It didn't help that her girlfriends often told her how good she looked in certain colors and grew to stick to said colors, but now that she had a fresher outlook, she was interested in expanding her horizons. "You got a point there." She remarked with genuine interest on the fact that their colors were monotone and compared the color of a red pair of panties to his own fur. "A few different colors could really make a big difference. That red looks really nice though. I think I'm gonna try something like that, maybe a few others too." Red did seem to be the best choice for experimenting with colors of her outfits compared to her fur patterns and set her eyes onto the types of panties he pointed out. He didn't really seem to care about bras, which made her job easier since she only had to really focus on one aspect rather then both. Of course she wasn't going to half ass her bras, but maybe not when Dean was beside her.

In the end, Lauren's eyes kept returning to the second style of panties that Dean pointed out to her. The way he talked about them and the little sheepish look he got while talking about it hadn't left her thoughts and found herself wondering what he would do if he saw them on her. So, she decided to pick that style to try one first to see what his reactions would be. Once the clerk busied himself with a customer and checking to make sure no one else could see, Lauren sneaked in with Dean into the changing rooms. There was a good number of stalls and they seemed to be the only ones using the changing rooms as far as she could see based on the lack of feet from the visible gap underneath each stall. Dean didn't go inside with her, which was probably better given that she could surprise him with the final results without him watching her get undressed and putting them on. As she was changing, her ear twisted a bit towards the door where she could hear Dean's voice coming from and smiled. "Well, that'll have to be our best go to. You may be a little on the younger side, but you're not too far from looking of age. If anything I just look like a cougar with a cute guy who just turned eighteen or maybe even nineteen. They can't really judge on appearances too much since our kind tends to be black and white anyway, so really they wouldn't know that we're related." She explained, as she undressed herself. Once her own panties dropped onto the floor, Lauren pulled on the new pair to see how they looked on her body. In the front, most of her thighs, if not all of them entirely were shown, cupping her sex just enough to keep it covered, but not much else. Her hips really popped in a sense of how easy they were to grab thanks to the red color. Really, the color allowed all of her to be seen more easily, especially her plump rear with her soft cheeks barely being covered besides a bit of the strap from behind, but the strap mostly fit in between them in a nice way. "Dean, it's getting lonely in here. Come in and tell me what you think." She called him through the door, making sure not to be too loud in case someone happened to be walking near. She would be examining herself completely naked besides the new pair of panties hugging her hips, facing the mirror and her firm ass pointed towards the door with her tail lifted slightly to the side, to show off her ass completely if he decided to come in without her forcing him to.
 
It was true, he didn't have much comment about tops. To be fair, what he liked hadn't really had the opportunity to come up, as they went right to the underwear section, and "What shirts do you want me to wear?" hadn't been put to him so easily. He did like tops that showed underboob, or little jackets. Beyond that, the only time they ever really got him going was if a girl was just wearing a top and some footwear, going deliberately bottomless. Or an unbuttoned top with nothing underneath... Or if it was a men's shirt--button up, big t-shirt, whatever--and nothing else, or just the shirt and undies. But then, that was universal for all men even remotely into women. And then there was women in businesswear. Button ups and ties, skirt suits, those tall pencil skirts that shown off hips. But that wasn't what was in front of him right now. But yes, shorts would make him wonder just what underwear she had on, rather than flashing it so easily.

The selection in front of them wasn't lingerie, so there wasn't things he could point at to show what he didn't like, but it might come up eventually. No crotchless underwear, no half-cup bras that bared the nipples, no garter belts. It seemed his tastes were more about cut--thongs, tangas, those cheeky boyshorts, the Brazilians--anything that showed off the butt nicely, and aside from the boyshorts, didn't have too much material in the front either. Materiel? Not that important.

Well, that was true. Two of the same species looked alike; he couldn't tell if two red foxes were siblings or strangers. It really did come down to coloration. At her suggestion though he hesitated. Not because he didn't want to go in, not because he was afraid, no...her nephew wanted to flex his muscles a little, to challenge his aunt. Just like back in the theater. The boy peeked out of the changing area, making sure no one was coming. Then he said, firmer and a little louder, "No, you come out here." Was he daring her to?
 
Coloration was always tricky in same species relationships. It was difficult to tell if a couple were related or not purely because their fur and color patterns were similar. Sure, some animals would dye their fur crazy colors to stand out more from others of their kind, but Lauren never really thought about doing it herself. She liked her natural colors and was scared the harsh dyes would mess up how soft her fur was to the touch. Besides, while white was plain during the day in most situations, it was at night that her white fur really showed out. Whenever she went to clubs, the black light would make her white fur glow and look even more colorful with the multiple lights that shone and danced around the patrons, which was what helped her get invites to people's places and cars. Either way, the fact their colors and patterns were similar would work out in their favor to hide the fact they were related. Some people may still judge her since she older the Dean was by a good couple of years, that much was plain, but it wasn't something that a lot of people would openly complain about or get her arrested over. As long as no one actually knew them, then they should be safe being a couple in public.

Lauren had expected Dean to take her up on the offer to join her in the changing room, but to her surprise he didn't take it. In fact, he practically told her to come out to him. She couldn't help, but admire him for that. First, he teased her in the theater and now he was daring her to come out into the open practically naked where anyone could walk in and see her in her full glory. Dean was getting ballsy and she was starting to like it. She always knew Dean to be a trickster at times, but she never expected him to go this far since the rest was so much greater out there then it was with her. However, she couldn't help herself from wanting to humor him. "Oh, well if you really want me to." She replied before opening the door to the changing rooms, her body still completely bare except for the pair of panties that exposed all of her thighs and ass cheeks. Lauren gave him a little twirl in a playful fashion as she stepped out into the open, leaving her clothes behind in the stall to show off for him. "So? Do you like them?" She asked, letting him get a view of her from the front. Lauren gave him a second to look before turning around to put her hands up on the wall and bend over in front of him so her ass was pointed directly at him with her tail curling a bit mischievously at him, "I think it makes my ass look great. Don't you?" She grinned, giving her ass a little wiggle for him and letting out a cute little giggle.

"If not, I can always go out there and grab the other pair you talked about. I wouldn't even need to get dressed either since it's practically right there." She teased him, planting the idea of her walking out of the dress room right into the public with nothing by a pair of panties on. "Or I can take them off too since I would need to put them back anyways." She teased him further with a bit of a wicked grin. Lauren may have been teasing him, but Dean would know more then anyone, whenever she teases like this, more often then not does she actually go through with what she teased about. One time she teased him that she should kiss this girl at a bowling alley while his friends were near to make them flustered only to actually go through with it the next moment. It wasn't just a peck either, a full blown make out session. Lauren liked to take risks, even ones that could get her arrested, especially since Dean decided to play a very dangerous game with her.
 
White fur had its downsides. It got dirty faster, but the main issue (for Dean anyways) was that cum didn't show so well on white fur. This was why darker pelts were more common in porn, although the color disadvantage certainly didn't stop some women from diving in and wrecking cock. And hell, that just meant wearing darker clothes so it did, right? Dean could overlook that one little flaw in Lauren too, especially considering just how eager for him she was. He wanted to push Lauren just a little because he knew he could get away with more. Were she anyone else, he might have given in to caution for fear of doing something to scare them off, but he knew she was there to stay. Well, assuming he didn't do something awful or they got arrested, but the teen had no interests so bad Lauren would bolt. And if he went over a line, she'd make sure he knew it. With that safety net in place, he was willing to explore and chase his impulses.

To be fair to Dean, he had no idea she was next to naked in the changing room when he asked her to come out, figuring she'd just yanked her underwear down and tried on the new ones. So when the door came open, he all but squeaked in alarm, looking around even though no one had managed to teleport into the room in the last few seconds since his request. Still wary, he looked back at Lauren, and was immediately quite gobsmacked, his eyes like saucers. Oh, it was a definite purchase, even before he managed to croak out, "Those uh, those look great, yeah." He could probably manage to restrain himself while in th emall, maybe, but the hungry look in his eye let her know she could count on getting his hand up her skirt once they got in the car, at least.

But her suggestion raised the hair along his spine. "No, don't," he hissed. Oh, he knew she might just do it, which is exactly why his expression went dire alarm. "I mean, get dressed before you do," he corrected, because he knew the next thing out of her mouth would be turning down fetching those red boyshorts--or saying she wouldn't come out of the changing room. Either way, he wanted to head off any kind of trap. "Besides you gotta take them off to buy them, don't you?" He'd worn shoes out of the store, but had no idea how you could do that with underwear. Tear the tag off? Stick the little barcode reader up your skirt? Just the idea made his fur fluff up a bit adorably. Lauren could see the erection indenting his jeans, but suspected any more risky challenging might overwhelm his arousal. Which was more fun, seeing him in a harmless panic or making him want to explode with need? Distantly but distinctly someone said "I think they're over here." They could've been talking about tank tops or anything else vaguely close to the dressing room, but he didn't want to risk it. "Come on," he hissed, closing the door for her.

So anxious. Would he ever do anything risky? Well, aside from bang his aunt.
 
Lauren used the fact that Dean was unaware that she was nearly completely naked on the other side of the dressing room door to her advantage. She didn't expect him to know how bold she really was, especially since she was getting to explore things with him that most aunts shouldn't be getting into with their nephews. Lauren was also taking a huge risk coming out of the dressing room with nothing but a pair of revealing panties on since anyone could walk in at any second to see her like this, showing herself off to a male who could or couldn't be related to her. The little squeak he had made when she first stepped out was almost too adorable for her to handle, but she went on with her act anyway to see just how far she could push him. She could see in his eyes as she looked back at him that he loved the way she looked. There was a hunger in his eyes already just from this one display she put on for him and it wasn't hard for her to notice that he was restraining himself from touching her. If he didn't touch her here, he would in the car, but she couldn't stop herself from getting a wicked idea from seeing him like this. It was a huge risk, but if everything worked out in her favor, it would be one of the hottest things she's ever done. Besides, she wanted to see how far she could push her sweet nephew.

She couldn't stop herself from giggling when he hissed at her. Seeing him nervous, but clearly aroused was a delicious sight. Lauren could see the need to fuck her right then and there in him, but his rational thought prevented him from acting on it, purely judging by his eyes and the fact she could see a bulge pushing out from his jeans. Lauren grinned when Dean brought up the fact she would need to pay for the panties she was wearing, "Who said I needed to wear them to grab another pair? I could always just slip them off." She teased, letting her thumbs slip underneath the hem of the panties and let them pull the fabric down enough to expose some of her bare ass to him. She was tempted to just take them off completely and walk to the rack anyway to grab a pair of boy shorts she had her eyes on anyway just to see his reaction, but the voices that came from nearby seemed to spook him enough to end it there. However, Lauren wasn't quite done yet. "Aww, you're no fun." She teased him playfully. "It's only right there, but I'll let you have this one." She sighed before getting dressed again, but deciding to leave her new panties on underneath her skirt to play their part in her plan. When the time came to pay, Lauren would slip them off while no one was looking and pay for them, or, she could just let the bar code reader slide up her skirt while Dean watched. She had a feeling he would like the sight of that just fine.

When she walked out of the dressing room, it was like nothing had happened as she smiled at Dean and said, "Before we go, I wanna look at one last thing. I want to get a couple pairs of shorts since you seem to like those so much." She grinned, hinting to the fact she caught him staring at another girl before leading him to the section. The shorts section was a further way from the dressing rooms then the underwear section was, but it didn't take too dreadfully long before they reached the spot. Luckily, the section was still near the back, so Lauren could more easily get away with her plans. She intentionally looked for shorts that looked too small for her before pulling down a pair of classic blue jean styled shorts and examining them. The back pockets were her ass would be had a little series of gems shaped like a heart that gave it a cute, but not too cutesy look and just from the way it looked, she knew just how much of her ass would be seen through them. "Hmmm...maybe these will do. Hold on." She told Dean as she put the shorts up for a second to pull her skirt down her hips and onto the floor, exposing herself completely from the waist down minus the new red panties she intended to buy that have grown to comfortably pull themselves between her cheeks. She kept her tail lifted up for Dean to look at her ass as she pulled the little pair of shorts up her legs and around her hips. She buttoned the shorts and bent over in front of Dean, keeping her tail out of the way so he could see everything in it's full glory. "What do you think? Too much? Not enough?" She grinned. The shorts were small enough to barely be able to contain her plump ass in them. The hem of her panties was clear as day on her lower back as her soft, plush ass cheeks peeked out from what little the shorts managed to cover and what it did cover, looked squeezed nice and tight to leave little to hide. She wiggled her ass at him tantalizing and ask, "How badly do these make you want you to take them off of me?" She grinned, teasing him, knowing that they were in plain sight of anyone who happens to walk their way.
 
Good, he got her to put her clothes back on--something he never thought he'd be glad to have done. As she dressed, Dean relaxed a little. Only a little, because they hadn't made it out of the store yet; he was hard as calculus and his aunt was the worst. And then they were moving. Her comment didn't really sink in right away, as he'd honestly forgotten the squirrel by now. But then he gaped, then grinned a little. Well, she wasn't his mom, who would have given him a little swat or told him to put his eyes back in his head if she'd been present. No, Lauren was definitely not his mother. Of that he was quite thankful.

He scanned the section. That's when Lauren dropped her skirt, and with a sigh her nephew rubbernecked about. No, the coast was clear. He glanced back and ogled. The shorts covered maybe a few stitches more than the boyshorts they'd been eyeing earlier. With a playful frowny-face and an exaggerated sigh of frustration, he smacked one presented ermine ass-cheek. Another bold little move, but if she was going to tease him, he was going to do it right back! "I wanna peel them off with my teeth. But the button and fly would slow me down. What about something I can just grab and yank down? Do they make yoga-shorts? Because those pants? Wow." He talked low, just in case anyone heard him, but he wasn't panicing. They were better obscured back here, as the changing room area was so wide open. Because the pants...wow."

Despite the banter, her nephew looked like he might've tried to peel them off her had it been easier. But he was at least teasing back now. How far could she go with him? Tease his cock through his pants? It was so obviously tented, him not even trying to hide it from her anymore. She could grab it, or grind her panty-clad ass against it--would he cum easily? Lauren could just picture the mortified Dean walking through the mall with a fat cumstain on his jeans. She could pull it out, would he start flailing if she went down on him right there? And if she did any of that, would they stop? Could she stop? Oral sex was a mighty big leap in teasing, maybe it was best Lauren tested only a little further.
 
Lauren was loving this. Every second she added onto his arousal, the more bold he became. She hoped to push him enough to get him to cross a line, even she hadn't dare cross yet and could get them banned for life from the mall. So far though, her plan seemed to be working. She could practically see his cock through his pants from how hard he was and fought the urge to just pull it out right then and there, but she wanted Dean to be the one to do the honors this time and hopefully this time, he'll let all his frustrations out on her from her relentless teasing. She loved the way he looked at her like this. Just the way he stared at her body with such intensity made her want him even more. Part of her wanted him to pull the shorts and panties off of her and take her right then and there without care of who saw anymore, but she knew it would take just a bit more of a nudge to get him to do something like that. However, that didn't seem to stop him from becoming bolder with her. Lauren had to hold back a moan with difficultly feeling his hand spank her presented ass, but she did let herself let out a little aroused giggle. "Ohh...I liked that a lot." She grinned at him from over her shoulder, "Such a naughty boy." She teased him some more, her tail moving a bit more heatedly, giving off a sign of her arousal.

Dean's dirty talk made her fur fluff up a bit as she bit her lower lip. She could feel herself starting to get wet for him and felt her own need for him starting to grow. Lauren liked this version of Dean too. The way he teased her back, despite the fact he wanted her again. Though, he did have some good ideas. She was still picking his brain a bit and was loving the results. "Oh I've seen some yoga shorts. I got a few at home I can bring by every now and then, but just to give you a taste of what you might see..." She cut herself off, taking the shorts off and grabbing the nearby yoga pants that he spotted. Lauren was quick to take the shorts off, but was slow to put the yoga pants on. She wanted him to watch as the fabric tightly grabbed onto her body starting with her legs. She slowly reached her ass, letting him see her ass being squeezed into the tight yoga pants as though they were too small for her and in the end, made her ass look even more plump and firm then before. "You like these more?" She grinned, using their closeness to start grinding her ass up against his bulge, her tail draping over his shoulders as she did. "You right though. They're just so easy to get off. It barely takes any effort. You can just, slip a finger or two in and it'll come right off..." She grinned, letting her own hand tease the hem of the pants near her hips, slightly pulling them down with just a couple of fingers to show off more of her panties while the pants grabbed her ass to show it off as though she had nothing on as she grind her ass against his bulge.

In an effort to let him see how aroused she was, Lauren let out a little gasp or moan every time her ass brushed against his bulge, even whispering a little, "fuck...", every now and then under her breath. If it weren't for the fact the yoga pants on her were black, Dean could probably see how wet she was through her new red panties. However, she was sure the smell of her arousal would make itself quite clear soon enough. The whole experience was turning her on like nothing else ever did before. Teasing her own nephew in the middle of a store where anyone could see them while he teased her back made her so horny for him she was tempted to pull his pants down and taste his cock right then, but that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted him to practically rip these things off of her and pull himself out to fuck her. Fuck her right where anyone could see or hear them with nothing but racks and shelves of clothing to conceal them.
 
Sure, Lauren wanted her nephew to fuck her then and there, but did she think he'd really do it? The kid that was panicing a moment ago because she'd walk naked out into the store?

Because he does.

At first, he was only going to whip out his dick. Craining around to check no one was coming,he made quick work of button and zipper, the release sending an immediate wave of aroused ermine scent into the air. The warm, oh-so-hard rod flopped against his aunt's crack. But then a little thought popped into his head. She's just going to tease you more. He couldn't take that, he needed it before he just came all over those pants. No longer even thinking really, her nephew's muzzle darted forward and he bit her scruff. He got a mouthful of hair too, but still managed to snag a bit of her nape. Just like they'd thought, those yoga pants were so easy to peel down, and he drags them to the tops of her thighs, not caring once her pussy was exposed.

Bending her slightly forward, her front up against the nearest thing--the shelf of clothes--Dean fumbled a hand down to get lined up with her cunt. As soon as he was, he was shoving in. Which did not work, as she was wet enough, but the angle wasn't quite right, and he had to squirm around and push a few more times till he was balls deep. Panting into her hair, the teen leaned on his aunt--and the shelf started to tip over. Lauren was quick enough to catch it, and he was aware to let go of her scruff when she lurched after it. Once the shelf was prevented from crashing, they shuffled sideways to the table next to it, displaying wide colors of clothes for sale.

Here, Lauren got properly bent over, receiving one long thrust from tip to balls, then two more. As he pulled back for a fourth, his dick fell out of her. Grunting in annoyance, fingers hurriedly grabbing wet dick, his tip found a hole and he started to push. Into her ass. The feel and resistance and her sudden reaction was enough to notice, and he looked down, realizing what he was doing. Lauren had to say something, to keep him going but certainly not with the impatience he'd dived into her pussy. She has to coach him, and do it quiet enough to not be heard, but eventually he gets into her balls deep. His face is so tight, eyes squeezed shut. He's fucking his aunt's tight asshole. Breathing hard, he looked down, leering at her butt, one paw clutching hard at a cheek, as he started some small, exploring thrusts.
 
A wicked grin grew on the female ermine's pretty face watching Dean excitedly, but cautiously letting his poor, restrained cock free. She finally got him to crack, making his need for her overpower his fear of getting caught despite being out in the public eye with only shelves and tables to conceal them. While she couldn't get a good look at his cock from the way she presented herself to him, the scent was all she needed to know just how aroused the young ermine was for her. The overwhelming scent of his arousal made her even more needy for him. Her pussy getting even wetter then it already was just from his scent alone. If it possible for her sex to get any wetter for the male behind her, she would be very surprised. She bit her lip feeling his hot member flop out against her ass through the tight yoga pants that squeezed her rear all so nicely. Her ass teased his cock even further, but letting his cock slide up and down her ass crack as she contiuned to grind against him, but then she felt his muzzle bite down on the scruff of her neck and nearly brought a loud moan out of her as her body instinctively grew more submissive to him from the pressure of his bite against the scruff of her neck. Lauren had to bite down on her lips hard to keep her moan from coming out, if she got too loud, their fun would have ended sooner then she wanted it too. While most of his bite had her hair protecting her neck, there was enough of her nape caught up in his bite that brought her such an unexpected pleasure that she nearly gave them away, something she had least expected, but loved as she felt his hands eagerly working to expose her soaking wet sex. The sweet scent of her own intense arousal filling the air alongside his own.

Her hands clung onto one of the shelves as she felt him push her more forward to make her pussy more easily accessible for his cock to plunge into. Her tail waving anxiously to feel him fill her with his hot, red member to mate her again. Lauren bit her lip again feeling his fat cock pushing inside of her eager cunt as the sensation of instinct relief of feeling something filling her hungry cunt washed over her. It was a bit tricky for him to effectively push himself inside of her until she felt his balls against her thighs, but he managed to make it work as she felt his heavy balls smack against her plush thighs. Her hips pushed back into him, making sure every single inch of him was sheathed inside of her, struggling to suppress her own moans as her claws dug hard into the shelves in front of her. She gasped, realizing their bodies nearly caused the shelves to topple over, but luckily her grip on it made it easy for her to react quickly and pull it closer to her so it wouldn't fall over. If it had, then they would have to cut their time short, which was the last thing Lauren wanted right now. Lauren was thankful Dean let go of her scruff when she moved, knowing it could hurt her if he held onto it too tightly as she moved quickly to keep the shelves from falling. It became quickly apparent that they couldn't keep fucking against these shelves or risk them crashing down again, which was something she'd rather not stress over when she was getting fucked by Dean. Luckily, Dean seemed to realize this two as he helped her shuffle over to a table inside to properly bend her over on. Upon feeling Dean thrusting himself into her eager pussy in long thrusts, Lauren had to use some of the clothing on display on the table to muffle her moans, knowing well she wouldn't be able to muffle them for long if he kept fucking her this way.

Then, just as Lauren was getting fully into the moment, his cock slipped out of her. Lauren had experienced this once or twice before when she had a partner that made her incredibly wet and each time was incredibly annoying, especially when it stopped her from the pleasure she desperately wanted. She let out a little whine in desperation, her tail moving around more anxiously as her poor little pussy was empty again, begging for his cock to push inside of her again despite how overly wet she had become. Then, her eyes widened and she let out a gasp into the clothes she was moaning into feeling his cock pushing into her ass instead in his haste. However, she didn't want him to stop. She realized that like this, fucking her pussy would be near to impossible with how wet she was. Her ass was the better option in the end and either way, she was getting pleasure and knew he would love it himself given he seemed to be more interested in her ass to begin with. His cock was wet enough on its own thanks to the brief time it was inside of her pussy, but he was still going to need some guidance if he wanted to keep himself from hurting them. "Slow...slow." She instructed in a whisper just loud enough for him to hear, "Start slow, gentle thrusts...slowly feed me your cock and give my ass time to adjust. It'll get easier..." She told him, re-positioning her legs to stand wider apart from each other to strengthen her position and lifting her hips up a little more to give him better access to her incredibly tight ass. Letting herself moan softly into the clothes, Lauren felt his hand grabbing her ass while he tested the resistance of her ass and how far he could go. With each thrust, it got a little easier to do, but even if he managed to push himself entirely inside of her, her ass was going to squeeze his cock like a vice.
 
The only cunt Dean had been acquainted with was his aunt's, and that had only been day before and briefly just now. So while he didn't have much to compare her ass to, he could still tell the difference. The texture was rougher, certainly not slick, and wickedly tight. Would she loosen up at all? Because it was nearly painful, the way the passage gripped his prick. She'd said it'd get easier, she'd adjust... So he did as directed, rocking carefully, nearly pulling out completely before sinking to the balls, again and again. Although once or twice he only drew back half-way before thrusting in again, and while easier, there was definitely still a holdup. The teen huffed through his nose, impatient, so turned on he could fuck through a brick, and forced to go so slow. His fingers wrapped around the root of her tail and pull up, forcing Lauren onto her tip-toes, ass hiked even further, while he slid in all the way and ground against her. His fist tugged again, more because his grip was loosening, the motion rubbing his fingers against the sensitive root of her tail.

Finally Lauren was starting to adjust, and he could feel her relaxing around him. It encouraged him to speed up, to start pumping with more freedom. Soon he could hear the muffled slap of his pelvis against her thighs and ass, and sped up just to hear the drumbeat pick up, his mouth popping open at the sensation of his balls smacking against his aunt's wet pussy. Leaning over her, Dean discovered he needed something to brace his weight, and planted his palm on Lauren's back. Briefly his attention was on how much noise Lauren was making into the clothes. She was so loud--were all girls like that? In porn it all sounded fake, but he didn't think she was faking it.

The thought reminded him of other things he'd seen in porn, and it gave him an idea. Usually the girl just sat there while the guy drilled away, but one or two he saw the guy stand still, the girl rolling her hips backwards, and one or two they were both bucking. So Dean shifted his brace, one palm beside Lauren's ribs, and the other snatched her hair, giving it a pull. "C'mon, don't...lay there," he challenged her, voice awkward, lacking confidence. Lauren could tell that he wanted to either command her but had no idea what to say or how to say it. Or maybe he wanted to talk dirty? The day before, in the middle of fucking, he'd asked her about the last time she'd had sex.
 
Feeling Dean's cock pumping in and out of her tight ass slowly made her moans become easier to manage, but still needing to use the pile of clothes underneath her to keep herself quiet enough to keep anyone from investigating the scene. Her ass slowly adjusted to his size as he took his time letting it loosen around his cock, letting inside deeper and deeper as he thrust into her. Her moans grew a little bit louder feeling his cock impatiently dive into her again with only half of it pulling out. Her ears twitched a bit hearing his breath growing impatient. She knew he wanted to relieve all the tension she built up inside of him from her teases and this slow pace he had to take barely did the job, but unfortunately, her pussy was too slick for him to fuck that part of her as wildly as he wanted the moment he entered. Yet, she loved the feeling of his cock stretching her ass open to fit him inside of it and the fact he was growing impatient would only make him more hungry to fuck her once the time was right. A loud moan escaped her maw that surprised her the moment she felt his hand grab her tail by the root and forced her to stand on the tips of her toes, angling her ass up higher for him to have an easier time diving into. Dean was getting braver already with how far he could push his horny aunt and Lauren was loving it. Her tail draped over his shoulders as she felt his fingers toying with the sensitive part of her tail making her moans grow all the sweeter as he did.

Lauren could feel herself loosening more and more around the girth of his cock making it easier for him to thrust inside of her at his pleasure. As she felt his cock more freely pumping in and out of her tight ass, Lauren was moaning hotly into the pile of clothes before her. Her hands gripped the clothes tightly, digging her nail into them as she felt her own nephew's cock fuck her ass. Her ears could hear that familiar sweet sound of his pelvis meeting her plush ass and thighs. It wasn't nearly as wet sounding as when he took pleasure with her cunt, but the sound still made her want him more and she could really hear the power of his thrusts every time their bodies met. She felt his hand plant down in the small of her back, another sensitive spot for her that actively made her more needy for whoever was fucking her at the time. In this case, her own sweet nephew. Lauren was never ashamed of how vocal she could be when she was getting fucked. It wasn't a learn behavior and definitely was never faked. If the man fucking her wasn't making her feel good, she wasn't going to moan for him to make him feel good about himself, but the fact she was so vocal made her popular among people wanting sex alongside her other features. One guy even told her she should be a porn star with the way she moans and it wasn't like Lauren hadn't considered it, but saw it counterproductive to mix business and pleasure. However, it didn't stop her from occasionally fucking co-workers when she really needed it and couldn't take off early.

Her eyes widened a bit as she felt his brace on her shift and feeling his hand grab a hold of her hair, giving it a pull that made her moans grow even louder for a second that made her worry that someone was going to come and investigate the sound. Part of her was curious what would happen if a younger employee found them going at it. Would they stop them or start touching themselves over the sight? As delicious as the idea of a young employee jacking themselves off to seeing Dean fuck her was, it wasn't something she was willing to take a risk with. The challenge, as unconfident as it was, made her smirk though and she lifted her face up off the clothes for a moment, "All you have to do is ask." She teased him as her let her hips buck backwards against his cock, meeting his thrusts half way as he pushed forward, driving him even deeper into her ass. "Fuck..." She let herself speak out before forcing back a moan, "Your cock never fails to make me wanna scream...I wonder if I should..." She teased him playfully, before forcing another moan back, letting it rumble in her throat and behind her teeth. Lauren could feel his balls hitting against her pussy with each thrust, only made more frequent and harder as her own hips started to buck against his, forcing her to let out another hot moan into the pile of clothes, unable to hold it back this time.
 
Dean worked hard to remember which actions made her the nosiest. While he didn't want to get caught, he was also learnign what his aunt liked. Was it universal, did it work for all women, or was this just the combos to her limit breaker? He really didn't have long to think about it. The pressure was building up, he could feel it, he wasn't going to last long. She could tell it too, his thrusts getting erratic and urgent, his breath fast. It was true all that teasing had done a number on him, but the situation--pounding his aunt's sweet ass, there in the middle of a store--was as well a factor in how easy he was getting to his climax. If he knew anything about clits, about how penetrative sex often didn't make women cum, he'd be far more anxious. As it was, he hoped she'd get off when he did, or he could do something really quick to finish her if she did...

No time to think about it. Dean knew what his aunt liked and he did that as best he could--yanked her hair with one hand, jerked on her tail with the other as he pounded the last two thrusts into her before he came. The hot rush fired into her and he squeaked, then clamped down on his breath, his vision narrowing to her asshole stretched around him. Those hips snapped around in spasming freefall, rolling sideways, then janking to the left and dissolving into grnding, a pendulum knocked off its rhythm left to flail about. The last of him leaked into her as he pressed, pressed, pressed his pelvis up against that butt like he could climb up inside, and when it was over Dean collapsed on her back.

His breath puffed in her hair as he tried to catch his wind, the world so fuzzy and blissful. At that moment he wasn't worried about getting caught. Or even if his aunt came. It was all about how good that was, and how much he wanted to do that again. The notion that maybe next time he'll bite Lauren's scruff floated through his mind. Movies made that out to be really hot, and it would muffle his noise. She'd probably like that. Reluctantly he sat up, now aware of his surroundings. And the absolute destruction laid upon the pile of clothes they had been screwing atop. If "you brok eit you bought it" applied, Lauren was in serious trouble. If nothing else, she'd definitely have to buy the panties and yoga pants, what with her nephew leaking on them. Good luck masking the smell from the cashier though.
 
Lauren quickly realized how close her own precious nephew's climax was building up. Just by the way he started to thrust into her with such urgency was enough for her to know he was going to cum soon. Her own climax was still a bit away due to the fact it was difficult for her to cum from his cock pounding into her ass alone despite how nice it felt and the fact that he was fucking her right in plain sight of anyone who happened to come their way. She couldn't blame him from not realizing how quickly a clit could bring on a girl's orgasm if touched just right. After all, he was still a young man, only just recently beginning to explore the full pleasures that his aunt could bring him. Lauren would have to make a note to show him more about it in their later sessions, but for the most part Dean had done well without it. That didn't change the fact informing him about it would be beneficial for the both of them, especially when he took her ass Before, she had men who were well aware of it and often had their fingers at the ready to tease it, especially during anal when it was harder for her to cum as easily. However, Dean was making a good effort to bringing it closer and closer with much experience with clits. The way he yanked her hair and jerked her tail brought her close, but not quite far enough to make her actually cum. Just before her sweet nephew could finish, Lauren slipped her hand between her legs and vigorous rubbed her own clit with skilled and practiced fingers to help her finally join her nephew in the sweet release of an intense orgasm.

She let out a loud, hot moan into the clothes feeling her pussy tighten around a cock that wasn't there as a rush of her cum coated her fingers just as she felt Dean's own cum flood her tight ass. Lauren couldn't help but think about how cute the little squeak he made as his cock first unleashed his thick, hot load inside of her. The way his hips moved wildly as his cum warmed her insides made her pant with heat and let out little moans of pleasure. She could feel how intense his orgasm was just from the sheer overwhelming amount of cum that filled her along with his spastic thrusts. The way he pushed himself hard against her as the last bit of it filled inside of her brought a hot gasp out of her as her hips pushed back, completely sheathing his entire member inside of her and feeling his pelvis pushing hard against her plump ass until she felt his body collapse onto her back. A little giggle left her lips as Lauren let her face out from the ruined pile of previously well folded clothing, letting herself breathe a bit better and hum in satisfaction. For just a moment, Lauren completely lost any care she had if anyone saw them at this point. She loved the way Dean's body felt against her own as he needed to recover from such an intense orgasm that she brought to him. She could feel his breath against her hair and part of her fur along with the heat of his body and his cum warming her up in the most pleasant way. If she could, she would let them be like this for as long as possible. She loved making Dean feel good and the aftermath of seeing how good he felt after she gave him pleasure was always worth the risk their relationship brought.

When she felt Dean's body lift up off of her own, Lauren let her upper body rise up a bit off the table top they were using to screw on. She couldn't help but smile at the mess they made. Her moans, her heated breath, her hands, and her tits had made a mess of the previously organized arrangement. A part of her felt bad that she had caused such a mess, so she planned on cleaning it up once they were both safely dressed. After all, the idea of someone that was a complete stranger to them walking out of the store with a piece of clothing they fucked on was an idea that Lauren simply loved. However, with the mess they made, Lauren had no choice but to buy the panties and yoga pants they've broken in. She planned on buying them anyway for obvious reasons, but the fact that they couldn't hide what they've done to them made it impossible for her to say otherwise. She knew the cashier would know immediately what happened once she handed them over. If the white drippings that escaped her ass somehow gotten pass them, the smell would give it away for sure. The clothes reeked of their rutting, but at least she was taking them home with her. Besides, they had good memories attached to them now. Once Lauren felt ready, she looked at Dean from over her shoulder and said quietly, "We should probably get dressed soon. As much as I love feeling your cum and cock in my ass, we could still get caught. Besides, I have some purchases to make." She teased him with a little chuckle as the tip of her tail ran up his neck and underneath his jaw playfully.
 
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