The sounds of slapping skin and heavy panting filled the bedroom. This rhythm was interrupted by frequent moans. The heavy curtains blocked most of the morning sunlight from entering the room.
Peter watched his Aunt Julia ride his cock in a reverse cowgirl position. She ground herself hard on his pelvis, all nine of his inches deep inside of her.
Julia moaned in ecstasy, her clit rubbing on Peter's balls. He added to her pleasure by squeezing her round ass cheeks, playfully slapping them every few seconds. With each slap, she cried out in pleasure.
She adjusted herself so that she was squatting over her nephew, holding his legs for support. Peter thrusted his hips upward rapidly, his heavy balls slapping against her cunt.
"Yes, Peter! Fuck me just like that!" Julia shouted. If anyone else was around in her large house, they would definitely have heard her.
Peter complied and continued to plunge into her. His aunt threw her wavy dark brown hair around, giving him a show. She looked back at him with her beautiful hazel eyes, throwing in a wink.
He could feel himself tightening up. It wouldn't be long now...
RINGGGGGGGGG!
Peter gasped as he opened his eyes. He glanced over at his alarm clock. The time was 7:00 AM. Three hours before he had to take a quiz on the upper body muscles. He slapped the alarm clock off.
Rubbing his eyes, Peter sat up. It didn't take the huge tent in the bedsheet for him to realize that he was rock hard.
That was some dream, he thought. He couldn't remember how it started, and he wished he had experienced it to the finish.
As he went through his morning routine, Peter thought about how much his life had changed in the past week. For one, he had been able to learn a more efficient way to study his class material, which was practical assessment. He hadn't been able to see the results yet, but he could tell it was going to work.
The other major change was in his relationship with his aunt. Before last weekend, she had been his intelligent, wealthy, attractive Aunt Julia. Now, she was a sex goddess that could give Peter a very good fucking.
In addition, Peter was finding himself growing more and more attracted to his own mother. She and Aunt Julia looked very similar, but she was a year older and an inch or so taller. She also had auburn hair instead of dark brown, and it was a little shorter.
The biggest turn on so far for Peter was discovering, accidentally, that his mother had ordered a dildo. He would give anything to watch her use it.
However, Peter's mother was much more conservative and didn't tease him like his aunt did. He could have his fantasies, but he didn't expect anything to actually happen with his mom.
Peter examined his muscular body in the mirror as he brushed his teeth. He would have to be labeling many of these muscles later that day. As he spat out his toothpaste, his light brown bangs fell forward and almost covered his eyes. He made a mental note that he needed a haircut as he lifted them back into a short flow.
After putting on some workout clothes, Peter went downstairs for breakfast. His mother was still asleep, so he stayed as quiet as he could.
As he scrambled his eggs, he noticed a text from his aunt. He opened his messages.
'Good luck today, champ! You'll do great!'
'Thanks Aunt Julia!' he responded. She texted back right away.
'Let me know how it goes. Have fun with Ashley tonight. Condoms will be in the rightmost kitchen drawer. Also in my bedside table.'
Peter's cock tingled at the thought of fucking his date in his aunt's bed. He shot one more text back to her.
'Thanks a lot! I'll see you soon ;)'
He finished cooking his eggs and then devoured them, along with a serving of yogurt and glass of milk. Then he packed his backpack and headed out the door, grabbing his jacket from the closet.
Peter was thankful that the quiz was all he had today in terms of academics. His anatomy class was his only one on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. His other three classes were all on Tuesday and Thursday.
Plus, after the quiz, he was going to have a great weekend. He could feel it.
***
After a solid workout at the campus fitness center, Peter studied his notes in his classroom. It would be about thirty minutes until Professor Martin would arrive with the quiz. He flipped through his notebook and came across the original diagrams he had drawn of his aunt's body. Her breasts were nice and round (the picture wasn't very realistic, but it portrayed his aunt's proportions very accurately).
Peter daydreamed about his aunt for a moment. Just the thought of her sexy body made his cock begin to swell.
Not now, Peter thought. I can think about her after the quiz.
It seemed like the half hour had passed in no time at all. Professor Martin suddenly walked into the classroom with his usual "good morning, everyone!" and passed out the quizzes. Peter scanned its two pages once he received his copy.
He labeled most of the muscles pretty quickly. For the ones he was stuck on, he pictured himself touching his aunt, like during their study sessions. That would trigger his memory.
After about fifteen minutes, Peter had finished. He was confident that he had gotten an A.
Peter smiled at Professor Martin as he turned in his completed quiz, giving him a thumbs up. Not wanting to disturb the other students, his teacher simply smiled back.
Like usual, Peter glanced at the entrance sign as he left the building. He was on the right path, he thought, in terms of becoming a great physical therapist.
He sent a text to his aunt as he walked home. 'Quiz went well! Pretty sure I got an A.'
Aunt Julia didn't reply right away, so Peter opened his messages with Ashley. He sent her a text as well.
'Hey I'm done with class for the day. What time do you wanna get dinner?'
Ashley didn't respond right away either, so Peter placed his phone back in his pocket and enjoyed the weather. It was in the fifties and not too windy. Many trees had lost their leaves, and kids were playing in piles on their lawns as Peter walked through his neighborhood. It must have been fall break for the elementary school.
When he got home, Peter saw his mom raking the leaves. It appeared that she had just started.
"Hey mom! Need some help?" he asked.
"Sure, honey!" she said, visibly pleased. "How was the quiz?"
"I think it went well! I'm confident that I got an A!"
"Wow, Peter, that's great!" she squealed, dropping the rake and rushing over to hug him. Peter felt her soft breasts press into him through her jacket. Her auburn hair matched the leaves, and Peter had never seen her look so innocently beautiful.
"Thanks, mom."
"Keep up the hard work Peter, and I'll give you a special reward!"
