Brady could smell the bacon frying all the way up in the bedroom as he lay there waking up slowly. He rolled over and saw his Aunt Jean laying there watching him. "Good morning." He mumbled.
"Good morning baby." She said stroking his face.
"Damn if you don't sound just like mom." He chuckled. "You decide to sleep in today? You earned it after last night." He said smiling.
Jean smiled back. "No. I was going to go help your mom with breakfast. But I was given strict orders to take care of our boy when he woke." She slipped her hand under the sheet and gently caressed his cock and balls.
Brady groaned, her touch was so light and soft. "Ooohhh fuck that feels so good. Is your sexual appetite as insatiable as your sister? I don't think she can ever get enough."
Jean stroked his cock and balls and all around his thighs, enjoying the pleasure she was giving him. She propped herself up on her elbow. "Baby, let me tell you about your mom." Brady put his hand behind his head and gave his aunt his full attention. "I know what she's been through her whole married life. I saw the struggles she went through with your prick of a father. Her insecurities. Her frustrations. I watched her die inside. Then I watched her get angry and hard." She never stopped stroking him as she talked about his mom. "I know all about her affairs and how they left her empty." She pulled back the sheet to look at his cock. "You have a beautiful cock." She stroked it gently as she admired its growing size and texture.
Jean looked back at him. "If you think it's all about sex with your mom, you're wrong."
"I never thought that."
"OK! But just listen to me. Your mom and I have always had high sex drives. I won't deny that. But what your mom has with you now is something so much deeper. You've awakened something in her that I thought was dead. You make her feel safe, desired, needed, loved, appreciated. All the things most women want to feel from their man. Her desire for sex isn't just for the sake of sex. She wants to please you in every way she can. She wants to show you how much she loves you. And the more you love her and show her all those things you've been showing her, the more her hunger for you is going to grow. She can't get enough of you because you're all she's ever wanted."
Brady lay there considering her words and enjoying the pleasure she was giving him as she brought his manhood to full erection. "What about you?" He asked.
"I'm pretty much a mirror image of your mother. Understand her and you understand me." She paused as she gave a slow hard tug to his cock. A drop of precum formed on the head of his cock. She wiped it off with the tip of her finger, then brought that finger to her mouth and sucked it off as she stared into Brady's eyes. "Mmmm! Delicious! I'm seeing what your mom has already seen in you."
"And?"
"Like I said last night. I want what you two share. I don't want to be an outsider just coming up occasionally for a night of fucking. I want to feel all the things she feels. And I want to be loved and to return that love."
Brady pulled her to him and kissed her tenderly. "I love you Aunt Jean. I'm beginning to feel protective of you the way I feel towards mom. I don't know how we're going to work out the particulars right now. But I want you to be part of our lives. And I'm not just talking about on occasion. I mean as full-time as we can make it. As you want it." He pulled her down on top of himself and wrapped his arms around her. He then rolled her over his body till she was laying beside him. They embraced and kissed like two long lost lovers.
"Oh baby!" Jean sobbed softly. "This is what I've needed as well for so many years." They kissed some more, their hands roaming all over the other's body. Jean pushed away. "Let me finish what I started."
Brady smiled. "No! Let's get downstairs for breakfast."
Jean was shocked. "But why?"
"Because this is about love, not sex." He said smiling.
Jean smiled back. "You stinker! This is why your mother loves you so much." She hesitated. "This is why I'm growing to love you so much." She pushed him back and worked her way down his body. "Right now. This is about sex." She took his cock into her mouth till it hit the back of her throat. She began to greedily suck on his cock as if her life depended on it.
Brady moaned his approval. "Oh fuck!" He pushed his hips up trying to push more of his cock inside her mouth. "Ok! If this is about sex!" He grabbed two fistfuls of her hair and pushed her head down onto his cock. "Suck that cock slut!" He began to fuck her mouth driven by his lust.
Jean moaned and squealed as he fucked her face like she was a cheap whore. This is what she wanted. But only because she knew who it was that was using her. She massaged his nut sack wanting to milk them for every drop she could get out of them.
Dena stood in the doorway watching quietly. Brady saw her out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to look at her. The two stared at each other as Brady pumped Jean's head. The look of pure ecstasy on Brady's face as he shot his load into Jean's mouth brought a smile to Dena. Her boy was being taken care of by her sister. He was what they had both needed their whole lives. Brady's arms collapsed to his sides. Jean had drained him completely. Dena chuckled to herself as she thought, 'I hope he can keep up with the two of us.'
"Breakfast is ready you two." Dena announced before turning to go back down to the kitchen.
Jean lovingly licked and cleaned Brady's deflating cock as she ran her nails over his thighs and stomach. "Mmmm. Thank you baby. I love the way you taste."
Brady pulled her up to him by a fistful of her hair. "Thank you sexy." He kissed her as he reached for her tit. "I love you Aunt Jean. This is where you belong." His words felt like a warm blanket wrapped around her. She never wanted to leave either of them now. Not even to go home. "Let's get downstairs. I'm starving."
Brady was the first to make it to the kitchen as Jean got dressed. He walked up behind his mom and wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her tits and squeezing. "Good morning my sexy slut." He whispered in her ear.
Dena smiled as she cupped his hands in hers. "Good morning baby! Did your aunt take good care of you?"
"Yes she did. Thank you for that treat."