A Blowjob Right Now

It was hard to believe it was coming to an end. So much fun attending all of Blake's games.

But it was a great ending. He was a hero. A winning 90 yard touchdown run with less than 5 seconds left in the championship game.

The opponents had scored with 10 seconds to go ahead. The kickoff fumbled by Blake's team but recovered at the 10 yard line.

Ninety yards to go in 5 seconds. Everyone expecting a long pass or trick play.

Instead, the coach calls a run for Blake. He takes the handoff and is stopped at the line, but spins out of the mess, and breaks through the line.

A race to the end zone, Blake versus a defensive back who holds his track teams 100 meter dash record.

It wasn't even close, Blake pulled away and beat him by five yards. Fricking amazing.

And... on his 19th birthday! So cool.

Mobbed by his teammates, hoisted up on their shoulders, they carried him to midfield for the trophy presentation.

After the presentation, interview after interview surrounded by cheer leaders and dance team girls, drooling over this handsome hero - my nephew.

I have been there since 4th grade watching him play football. I didn't know a thing about the game, but I learned fast. Exciting, watching him grow up, playing at all the grade levels, always the best player on the team, always relied upon to make the big play.

He did it in the biggest game of his life!

His success noticed and recruited by all the big name Division 1 schools.

But... he was also recognized for his academic success, heading down the path of a perfect GPA. Harvard and MIT offered him academic scholarships.

I never married, never had a steady boyfriend. Dabbled in female companionship but decided it wasn't for me. Platonic OK, sexual no more.

I am just happy to be a great aunt.

Watching all those TAGs (teen age girls) fawn over Blake, at first was interesting, I was happy for Blake.

This time I had a tinge of jealousy. You can't have my Blake! Where were you when he was in 4th grade? He is mine!

So silly! What was I thinking?

Of course the 19 year old Blake is so different than the 4th grader.

But even back then he had the handsome, attractive surfer dude look. Now even more. Those blue eyes are killers. His personality engaging.

My twin sister Janet and brother-in-law Jim were as happy as me. We all ran down to the field for the ceremony and our own congratulations.

On the field, we raced to Blake, I won easily, not fair, sprinter in high school and college, still train the same way to stay in shape.

Good thing Blake saw me coming as I tackled him, actually knocking him down.

Lying on top of him he said, 'Aunt Amy, if you were on their team I would never had scored.'

I gave him a full body hug. And I don't know why, but I kissed him on the lips. After one kiss I pushed my chest up off his, leaving our pelvises in full contact. My pussy up against his hard, protective cup.

In a second, my mind ran down a taboo path, fantasying sbout being on top of him, both of us naked, his cock deep in my pussy.

I shook it off.

Someone helped me up. It was Jim. Janet helped Blake get up.

Jim said, 'Jesus Amy, you could have hurt him! He has lot more football to play - college, NFL..'

'Dad, I am fine. I kind of enjoyed it.'

He winked at me. What the fuck? Is he thinking the same thing as me?

I said, 'Sorry, I was so overjoyed I got carried away.'

I winked back at him.

What am I doing? This is not some guy I am flirting with in a bar. He is my nephew!

Janet said, 'Let's go celebrate a win and Blake's birthday.'

I let the cat out of the bag, 'And we have a special present for you Blake.'

It was my idea to buy a pickup for him. He told me that was his favorite. A jacked up pickup. I need a ladder to get in it. We split the cost 50/50 so it was from all of us. It was my idea though.

***

The waiter was waiting.

Janet told Blake, 'Would you like some wine?'

'Jan, come on, he is a beer drinker!' I said.

Janet looked shocked, 'He is not old enough to drink.'

I played the cool Aunt card.

'So do you think he just watches when his buddies drink beer?'

I winked at Blake. He smiled.

'Blake?' she asked.

'I do more than watch.'

I high fived him and said, 'Jan we started drinking at 16. Remember?'

'Yeah, but you made me do it. You were always the naughty one.'

I love that. I can be naughty.

'Yeah but you were a willing soul.'

'Touche'

I asked, 'So I have you figured out Blake. What is your favorite beer?'

'Anything out of a bottle. I hate cans, tap is OK.'

'Garcon, bring him something special, just no cans. I will take Weller's and seven.'

Jim and Janet love wine. Fine wine. I have no idea what they ordered.

Nonetheless several rounds for Jim, Jan and I. Blake had one beer before dinner and dessert. Present time.

'Blake, you are 19 an adult in most people's eyes - like me - we have a present for you, an adult present, one that we believe you will like.'

I handed him a small wrapped box.

He had a puzzled look.

'A ring?' he asked.

'No silly, open it up.'

He tore open the wrapping paper, popped open the box and smiled big when he saw the car remote.

'A truck?'

'Yes Blake. It is parked at home.'

'Let's go!'

***

Back at Jim and Jan's, pulling to the driveway, Blake spotted the red pickup.

'Holy cow! It looks awesome. Can I drive it?'

Jan said, 'Of course!'

'Y'all want to cum with me?'

I said, 'Yes' enthusiastically.

Jim said, 'Maybe next time. I have to get the pool ready for tomorrow's party. With all the rain it has turned green. I need to shock it.'

'I have to make some of the dishes for the party, so I will pass too.'

'Let's go Aunt Amy.'

He clicked the remote, the door unlocked and a step swung out from under the truck.

He scrambled over to the driver's side and climbed in. I opened the door. I nearly fell. Too many Wellers.

'You OK Aunt Amy?'

'Need a little help.'

He came around to help.

'Just hold me from the back while I climb in.'

He wrapped his arms around me, just below my breasts. his pelvis right up against my cheeks.

I screamed inside of me 'touch my tits, grab them, squeeze them, pull on my nipples.

I didn't move, contemplating saying that out loud.

A put a foot on the step, grabbed the hand hold and attempted it again. As made upward progress, Blake's hands drifted down the top of my thighs, both so close to my pussy.

Pretty sure my cheeks now visible to him under my short tennis skirt. The cheeks bisected by the string of my thong.

I stopped pulling.

'Blake, put your hands on my butt cheeks and give me a little push.

I felt the warmth of his hands on my cheeks, his hands so close to my pussy again.

He pushed me up. I was in.

Blake behind the wheel I asked him, 'What do you think?'

'You mean about your...'

He stopped, he was thinking about my firm, nicely rounded cheeks. He probably also saw the labia surrounding the thong string.

'The truck, what do you think about the truck? Or is there something else you wish to talk about?'

Left the door open. I hope he comments on my little show.

He left it open but didn't go there.

'It's great.'

He fired up the engine, backed out of the driveway and off we went.

I would never get a vehicle like this. The ride was horrible. So harsh you could tell if you ran over a quarter.

'Hey Blake, Let's go to my place.'

'I thought you were spending the night with us to help with the party in the morning?'

'I am, but I have another present for you that I want to give you in private.'

'What's that?'

'Another surprise.'

***

I have a nice two bedroom luxury condo a couple of miles from Jim and Jan. Two stories with a garage nestled under the building. No way would the truck make it in so he parked in the driveway.

We walked towards the door, I hooked my arm under his slightly surprising him.

'Wow, your biceps are so hard. Are all your muscles hard?'

'Yeah.'

'Maybe you can let me feel them all.'

He gave me a look like I was crazy.

We entered and headed to the living room.

'Need another beer? Or a shot of Wellers?'

'Is it any good?'

'Oh yeah, smooth and with a punch.'

'I'll try it.'

I poured him way more than a shot, maybe 6 ounces. I had one too.

I unbuttoned two more buttons. I pulled open my blouse, showing cleavage. Feeling kind of horny.

I handed the glass to him.

'Just drink what you want.'

He took a sip.

'That is smooth and tastes way better than beer.'

He took a bigger sip.

I sat real close next to him, crossing my legs, making the skirt ride up on my thighs. A put my arm around him. My blouse billowed open a lot.

Lots of skin for him to view.

'Ready for your present?'

'Yep.'

He took another sip, the biggest one yet. He was staring at my breasts, then down to my thighs.

I put my hand on my thigh and played with the bottom of my skirt, sometimes pulling it up. He took notice.

I asked, 'Would you like to see it?'

I moved my hand up and down my thigh. On the upswing, up under my skirt.

Blake said, 'I think I would.'

'Good!'

I turned on the TV. A title frame, 'Blake's Amazing Journey.'

'Blake, I put together this video of your football highlights going all the way back to the 4th grade. Ready to see it?'

'I guess so,' he said dejectedly.

I believe he had something else on his mind to see. He will see more soon.

It was 20 minutes long.

When it ended I told him that I will add in the champioship game and his heroics.

'This was very nice of you to do this, thank you Aunt Amy.'

He hugged me, he tried to pull away. I stopped him when we were face to face. We stared at each other. I waited for a kiss or some other sign.

A peck on the cheek from him. I let him go.

'Should we head back?'

I had an idea that just came to me.

'Could you give me your opinion on something I bought today?'

He slurred his reply, 'Sure.'

He downed the rest of his Wellers.

'OK, I will be right back.

I placed the bottle right in front of him.

In my bedroom I rummaged through my dresser drawers looking for the outfit I absolutely have to wear.

Can't find it. Where is it?

I went through the drawers again, this time I found it way in the back.

Of course it was hard to find. Just three small pieces of cloth with strings attached.

I donned it then worked on getting the little pieces of silk just right.

Hmm, I need to show a little bit of each areola. I pinched the nipples once in place.

The bottom piece, I pulled it deep into my pussy. My labia surrounding the patch of cloth which now only covered my clit.

Leaving my room, I stopped behind him I could see him pour more Weller's.

Oooh. I can't let him drive home.

Wait! He can spend the night with me! I have two bedrooms but only one bed. The other room my office. Perfect. We could go right to bed after he sees me.

He was staring at the drink in his hand. I sat next to him. I played with his hair to get his attention. It worked.

'What the fuck?'

'So what do you think? I bought this to use with the next man I have sex with.'

I stood in front of him for the full effect. My pussy on the level of his mouth. I inched forward to get it close.

'Guess who that is going to be?'

In a slurred, stuttering manner he said.

'I... I am going to.... I am going to be sick.'

He vomited right on my legs.

He ran out of the room into my bedroom. I could hear him vomiting in the toilet.

In the kitchen I tried to clean me and the floor as best I could. I need a shower to do it right.

The vomiting stopped, the toilet flushed. He was on my bed.

Looking him over, his eyes were closed.

Into the bathroom for a quick shower. I left the door open in case he has to vomit again.

I didn't play around in the shower like I normally do as it is one of my favorite places to masturbate.

Finishing quickly, I stood outside the door drying my self off.

I heard him say, 'I am sick again.'

He didn't even see me. He kneeled in front of the toilet, vomiting at least two more times.

'So sick, so sick. Never again.'

I held the towel against my breasts.

He finally noticed me.

I handed him the towel. He gave my naked body the once over.

He looked away.

'Use it to clean up till I get you another. Here take it.'

I dropped it to the floor.

'Sorry.'

He squatted down to get it. So did I. I spread my legs wide to show him my pussy. He looked at it and my breasts.

He picked up the towel.

Walking past him, I intentionally came close, my breasts brushing up against him.

Taking a few steps out of the bathroom I looked back. He was checking me out. I smiled, he looked away.

I returned with another towel. I didn't bother to wrap it around me.

'Here, this one is clean.'

He grabbed it right away. I just stood there smiling.

From what I could tell, he used the other towel to clean up the mess around the toilet. He moved to the sink, I moved next to him. No matter where he looked, he will see my body.

'Can I go home?' he asked.

'Why?'

'You make me uncomfortable.'

'Turn towards me.'

I draped my arms around his neck, my lips inches from his, my breasts brushing his shirt.

In the sexiest voice I could muster I asked.

'How can I make you comfortable?'

I slowly closed the gap between our lips.

'Tell me how Blake and I will do it for you, with you. Tell me how?'

I placed my lip on his, ready to kiss him if he pressed back.

He broke away from me.

'I am leaving.'

'Hold on, I need to get dressed. My car is at your home.'

'Fine, I will be in the living room.'

***

At first we didn't talk, then he spoke up.

'I was uncomfortable because you were walking around naked,'

'Ok, I understand Bake.'

'And...'

'And what?'

'I was aroused by you, I am attracted to you. That's wrong. You are my aunt, my mother's twin sister. You look so much alike, even your...'

What was he going to say 'even your...' Your what?

'I get it Blake. But, I feel the same way about you. I tried to seduce you. You held to your beliefs. I respect that. I will back off.'

He took a deep breath and tightly gripped the steering wheel.

I was surprised by his next statement.

'I don't know if I want that.'

He looked at me and smiled.

'I am trying to rationalize why you... we shouldn't continue.'

I said, 'It's easy. We will be fuckbuddies with no attachments, no strings.'

'You mean we would meet for sex when we could?'

'Yes, it is that simple.'

I am praying he buys that. I would be fine with it.

'When can we start Aunt Amy.'

'How about right now?'

'What do you mean?'

'Just what I said, right now. Have you ever had a blowjob?'

'Yes, but a blowjob right now?'

'Yes. I am very good, It is a good way to start being fuck buddies. I guess suck and fuck buddies.'

'I don't know Aunt Amy. I am driving, I might wreck my truck.'

'Blake, first, when we are together from now on, just call me Amy. Second, just pull over into a parking lot somewhere and I can take care of you. You will love it.'

He was thinking.

'Can we start another time, another way?'

I placed my hand on his cock. He was hard.

'Sure, just let me know when you are ready and how to proceed. Sound good?'

'Yes, yes, that will work.'

I was disappointed, but I have to be patient. It will pay off in the long run.

It will give me some time to also think about it. Should I really fuck my nephew? Is he really interested in being fuckbuddies?

***

The pool party for the team was jam packed with his good looking teammates. Some of the them very attractive to me, the muscled chests, the six pack stomachs, the big thighs surrounding tiny speedo swim suits large cocks on display - intentionally.

I wore the skimpiest bikini I had. I drew a lot of attention from his friends, who sat next to me while I reclined on the chaise lounge.

One sat on the end and boldly put his hand on the inside of my thigh while we flirted with each other.

I spotted Blake watching me more than once when I spoke to one of his friends.

Maybe he was thinking about the opportunity he had with my naked body. An opportunity I am sure his friends would love to have with me.

For one of his friends, I amped it up, continually touching him as we flirted. He told me his parents left this morning for a week long European vacation. He invited me to his house.

I caught Blake looking. He was close to us. He quickly turned away.

I told his friend. 'Yes, I will come visit. Sounds like fun.'

I said it loud enough for Blake to hear. He turned back and scowled at me.

I had his friend enter his contact info in my phone.

'I'll call you....'

The contact name he entered - Big Cock.

'I'll call you BC.'

He left. Blake sat next to me looking forward at the pool. Some of the girls were extremely attractive. I wondered if he had any experience with them.

Without looking at me he said, 'What was that all about?'

'He invited me to his house. He said he has something interesting to show me, something I would really like.'

No response so I said, 'He seems like a nice guy. He told me he was 'nineteen and horny'. I told him I was horny too.'

Blake left.

***

The party ended. Jim and Jan started cleaning up. i went to my bedroom to take a shower and change.

Out in the hall by my room, I could hear the shower running. Who was it? There was one straggler, actually two. A guy and his girl friend. Kind of bold to commandeer a shower in someone's house. I had to investigate.

The bathroom door was open. There was a white speedo on the floor, Blake's speedo! This was his old bedroom, till he moved down the hall to the bigger one. Was he giving me a signal that it is time to start?

I have to look. I haven't seen him naked yet. Maybe I will be disappointed and douse my desire for him.

I was not disappointed. I knew he had a muscular build, a football player's build, not an ounce of fat on him. What I didn't know was how big, how truly big he is where it counts.

Big, really big. He inherited the cock gene from his Dad.

I don't know if Blake knew I dated his Dad before he married my sister.

We went on a double date, Jan with some loser. Jim and Jan hit it off.

I wasn't interested in Jim in a romantic way. I was in it for the sex.

Before Jan met Jim, she had turned pretty wild, sleeping around with guys and girls. I was one of those girls, but just one time.

I watched his every move. Rinsing and sudsing.

I decided to join him. Shedding my bikini, I walked toward the fogging shower door.

I pulled it open. He was so engrossed, at first he didn't notice. I came up behind him and whispered in his ear, 'Let me do that for you.'

'Blake, give me the spray. Move to the wall.'

He moved towards it. I took the spray and rinsed him quickly, using my hand to swipe off the rinse and the soap. When I got to his cheeks, I spread them and put the shower head up to his anus shooting the warm water up his colon.

I grabbed his cock from behind, pulling it down into a vertical position. I ran the spray back and forth across the sensitive back of his cock head.

'Aunt Amy, I need to cum, let me cum Aunt Amy, make me cum'

He begged me to let him turn around. Instead, I continued to spray the head, then his balls, then back and forth between them. I pushed two fingers past his rim, massaging his prostrate.

I moved my fingers in and out.

'Amy, that feels so fucking good.'

I kept it up, relentless to make him cum.

'Amy, I am coming! Jeez, I am cumming.'

I grabbed his cock and pulled it back between his legs. I took it in my mouth with my fingers still deep in his anus. He lost control. He shot a stream into mouth, I pulled back, he shot another stream which hit my face.