"No, Jimmy," she said gently, seizing his hand and pulling it out of her panties.
Jimmy looked ready to cry. "Aw, please, Aunt Kay," he said, "let me do it."
"No, Jimmy," she said reluctantly. "It's wrong. You're too young. And after all, you are my nephew."
Jimmy saw no sense to this argument. What did age and relationship have to do with it? Why couldn't they just go on having fun? Recalling his own parents' modesty about sex, he realized that Kay was blindly obeying another of those silly adult rules which seemed specially designed to keep people from enjoying themselves. He decided to ignore her. Trembling with horniness, he started to climb on top of her, tearing roughly at her bikini bottoms.
"Jimmy, I said NO." Kay was thoroughly alarmed by now. She cursed herself for letting things get out of hand. Jimmy might be a virgin, but he certainly knew what to do about it. She'd gotten herself into a real dilemma.
"Please, Aunt Kay," he was saying, "I just gotta do it. Look at this."
Kay looked. Jimmy was holding his cock gingerly between thumb and forefinger, showing her his painfully stiff erection. Instantly she pitied him. She knew how terrible Grant felt when he had a hard-on and couldn't do anything about it right away. Pity wasn't the only thing she felt, however. Looking at Jimmy's stiff little prick, the foreskin forced back to reveal the beautiful cherry-red glans, she felt an irresistible urge to take it in her mouth.
Suddenly Kay opened her mouth, clamped her hot lips around his engorged prick, and sucked it in all the way to his balls.
"Oh, Jesus," Jimmy said dizzily, "yes, yes, that feels great."
Her mouth was hot, slick, and wet, a delicious feeling to his painfully stiff meat. She drew in her cheeks sharply and made a tight sheath for him, perfectly suited to his undersized cock. Never in his life had Jimmy felt anything as good as this. He closed his eyes and began to pump his stiff little tool in her mushy hot mouth, obeying his instinctive need for friction. She was going to suck his cock till he came, just as she had done for Grant. Fucking could wait. This felt plenty good enough. Jimmy yelped, moaned, and shook with excitement as his aunt began to suck his little prick swiftly and roughly.
Kay felt nearly as dizzy as her nephew did. She was appalled at her daring, her wickedness, but at the same time she experienced the sharpest sexual arousal she'd felt in years. She didn't care if he was her nephew, didn't even care about the possibility that Grant and Judy might walk in on them. All she cared about was sucking that sweet little dick of his, till he shot his boycream into her throat. She could hardly wait to taste it. In her impatience she sucked it furiously, tugging it and squeezing it between tongue and palate. She loved its stiff poking, its fat little presence in her mouth. Her sucking got very loud and juicy.
"Oh God, aw, shit," Jimmy said, chanting all the obscenities that came to his mind, hardly hearing himself in the intensity of his pleasure. "Fuck, that's good, aw, Christ, I'm gonna shoot, ahhh, OOOHHH!"
Kay felt the first steamy sting of cum in her mouth, and she increased the pressure of her sucking, literally milking Jimmy's frantically squirting cock. She loved the light salty taste and gobbled it down eagerly. When the yelping, whimpering boy finally slipped from her arms, his depleted cock trailed a sticky residue across her lips, and she lapped it up, hungry for every last drop of cum.
"Oh, wow," said Jimmy. "Wow, did I cum."
Kay felt instant remorse. Now that the excitement was over, she realized what a terrible thing she had done. Seducing a mere child was bad enough, but she had done it with her own nephew – in fact, with her own adopted son. She was horrified and ashamed. She vowed never to let it happen again.
Jimmy obviously felt no remorse, however. As soon as he had caught his breath, he snuggled up to Kay, grinning happily and caressing her big warm tits. "Thanks a lot, Aunt, Kay," he said. "That was really fun."
Kay blushed deeply. How could she begin to explain to this innocent boy that they had just committed incest? How could she even face the fact herself? Really, there was no point in upsetting him. Better just to forget it and see that it didn't happen again. Gently she hugged him and started to move away.
"We'd better get dressed, Jimmy," she said. "Grant and Judy will be coming home soon."
"Not till dinnertime," said Jimmy. "That's at least an hour. Don't go, Aunt Kay. Let's play a little more."
She felt Jimmy's hand slipping under her bikini panties again, his finger wriggling between the furry lips of her mons to tickle and rub her sensitive clit. She wanted desperately to cum. Sucking the kid off had been fun, but it hadn't taken care of her urgent need. Why not? What harm would there be in just letting him rub her there a moment, till she had an orgasm? It wasn't anything like fucking.
"There," said Jimmy, rubbing her clit steadily now, "doesn't that feel good?"
"Ummm," said Kay, beginning to relax.
Just then they heard a car door slam. Kay leaped up as if she'd been shot. "Oh, my God, they're back. Quick, Jimmy, into the pool. We have to find our bathing suits."
CHAPTER FOUR
When Grant and Judy left for the zoo, Grant expected nothing more than an innocent afternoon. He would get to do a lot of looking – at Judy, not the animals – but no touching. He could admit to himself that Judy was a beautiful little kid and that he had a letch for her, even as he reminded himself that she was only fourteen, his own adopted daughter, and therefore off limits. But as the hours dragged on, his self-imposed limits became harder and harder to observe.
The crunch came when they got to the monkey house. Grant was ogling Judy's ass and not paying much attention to the apes, when Judy began to giggle. Grant looked up at a cage of spider monkeys and saw that two of the little beasts were fucking like mad in full view of the spectators. You could always count on monkeys for something like that. Next to Grant and Judy, a blushing young mother was trying to drag her three-year-old son away from the spectacle.
"What're they doin', Mommy?" said the little boy.
That was when Judy started to giggle. The embarrassed mother finally persuaded the kid to leave, with a promise of popcorn, and Judy and Grant were left alone in front of the offending monkeys.
"What're they doin', Daddy?" said Judy mischievously.
"I assume you don't really need an answer to that question," said Grant. He felt uncomfortable and was annoyed to find himself blushing slightly.
"Of course not," said Judy in a superior tone. "In fact, it's rather boring, don't you think? I used to enjoy the zoo, but I was just a little kid then. Let's go somewhere else and do something more grownup."
Oh, baby, would I love that, Grant thought miserably. He could think of something very grownup that he'd like to do with Judy. Of course, besides being grownup, it was also known as statutory rape.
"Sure," he said, "what did you have in mind?"
"Let's go walk on the beach and watch the surfers," said Judy.
Grant suppressed a chuckle. So that was what she meant by "grownup". Well, he supposed it would keep him out of mischief, since they'd be surrounded by crowds of people.
Judy loved his little sports car and insisted that they drive with the top down. She borrowed Kay's sunglasses from the glove compartment, let her dark hair blow in the wind, and generally did her best to look like a movie star. Grant found it all very amusing, but it also made him horny as hell, Judy was a tantalizing combination of child and woman.
To Grant's dismay, the beach was almost empty. The wind off the ocean was growing stronger and colder, and the sun-loving surfers and sun-bathers had fled. Grant made one final attempt to remove himself from temptation.