Meeting the Aunt, Pt.2


Jason puts his blackmail ploy into play

“Oh… God!”

Jason came awake as His aunt pulled away from him, because well, their skin almost felt like it was glued together. Rachel had a look of total shock at what was going on. Instantly, she knew. “Morning,” he chuckled as he streched languidly. “Looks like both of us could use a shower. Mom’s gone for the day, so want to join me?”

“Oh God!” She repeated as she held her throbbing head between her hands. “What have I done?”

“Are you okay?” He touched her shoulder, and she yanked away from him.

“What did we do?” She stared at him in shock. “How could you let this happen?”

“How could I…?” Jason stared at her like he was stupid. “Oh man… I knew you were drunk, but were you really that drunk?”

“I don’t even remember leaving the bar,” she shook her head.

“Then you didn’t mean any of what you said?” Jason feigned suprise. “and wait a minute, I was told you were getting yourself straight and sober. Coming home drunk and seducing your nephew doesn’t sound like sober, but if it’s “straight” I’ll take it.” He said with a smile

“Oh God.” Rachel blurted. “Your mother will kill me…the WHOLE FAMILY will kill me”

“She doesn’t have to find out,” he told her. “Noone long as I never show them the video.” Jason said, and plopped a tablet into her lap, the show of her barf and naked in his bed running. “I don’t even have to say anything about the rest of it, but when you try to deny and I show them this, then describe what happened, well, I wouldn’t be surprised if the police got involved. But that’s only IF YOU force me to go that route.”

“You mean…” Rachel’s mouth fell open. “You want to keep… You think this is going to happen again? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Nothing’s wrong with me,” he snapped defensively. “You attacked me in my sleep! What the hell is wrong with you? You told me you wanted me, and I believed you, and that’s after you cam home drunk. Helluva way to celebrate your recovery.”

“But I…But….,” Rachel stammered, as the tears streamed down her cheeks. “But I didn’t think I would ever… no matter how drunk I got. I didn’t… You don’t understand…”

“it’s not what I understand, it’s what everyone will understand, got me?” He was feeling confident, and erect, now.

“I…” Rachel had to stop for a moment as she was almost overcome with sobs. “I know I’ve had problems, but I was very much abused is foster care. I’ve..I’ve had a lot of time to think, and that’s why we haven’t even seen each other in years. That’s why, I’m really not kidding when I said that she would kill me if she finds out about this.”

Jason hesitated before he said it. “I won’t tell her, I have no intention of doing anything of the sort as long as you do what I want over the next few days.”

Rachel gaped at him. “Are you actually trying to blackmail me? You little twerp! You wouldn’t dare tell her! You don’t have the balls!”

“All I know, is that after last night, I want some more, I don’t care who you are, and I’m in position to get it. Today especially, we’ll be alone all day, and I want to spend ALL that time fucking. You’re going to teach me everything you know, and trust me, we are both going to enjoy it.”

Jason pulled the sheet back to show her his swollen cock. She started to look away, but then her eyes widened as she saw how big it was. A solid eight inches, bent slightly to one side, and thicker than anything she had ever had inside her before. No wonder she felt like she’d been stretched. It made sense if she had taken that monster. She could just imagine what that would feel like, and she actually felt a pang of disappointment that she didn’t remember it.

Rachel shook her head – what the hell was she thinking? And how the hell did such a little guy grow such a huge cock? The damn thing was almost like a third leg, and she felt herself getting moist as she thought about trying to fit it down her throat. Jason didn’t know what she was thinking as she tore her gaze away from him, but he saw her flush bright red as she scrambled out of the bed and grabbed her clothes up off the floor.

“Aunt Rachel?”

She felt the warmth of his body as he forced the door closed and pinned her against it. This was not the first time she had been forced to choose using her body to get somewhere, she just hadn’t ever thought it would be here. That damn monster between his legs pushed against her, but at least he didn’t do anything with it.

“Don’t call me that,” she told him seriously. “It’s just Rachel. Okay?”

“OK…fine,” Jason said. You go take a shower, and we’ll talk after, but today? Today is going to be date you’ll remember, I’ll make damn sure of that.”

Jason was agitated after Rachel left his room, but he also needed to piss so badly he felt like his bladder might pop. He pulled on a pair of shorts and headed for the bathroom, but growled in frustration when he saw the door closed and heard the shower running. There was another bathroom downstairs, but he pushed the door open anyway.

“Jason some privacy?” His aunt’s hesitant voice came from behind the shower curtian.

“I have to piss before I rupture,” he told her as he moved to the toilet.

“Oh my god,” Rachel rolled her eyes as she heard his stream hitting the water in the toilet bowl. “They’re called boundaries, Jason. Look into it.”

“Not today I think we’ve already shattered the boundaries?” He chuckled dryly.

“Look, Jason, about what happened,” Rachel took a deep breath. “But that can never happen again,” she told him. She waited for a response, but there was only silence. “Jason?”

“No, it will happen again” Jason said Rachel squealed and tried to cover herself as he stepped into the shower naked. “Again and again.”

“We can’t,” she told him, all to aware of just how little she could keep covered with just her hands. “It’s wrong.”

“Isn’t it funny how doing something wrong can feel so right?” He growled as he advanced, and there was nowhere for her to go.

gasped, looking at him in surprise as she felt his throbbing erection pressed against her abdomen. Warm water was cascading down onto them, and she couldn’t help but see the warmth and tenderness in his eyes as he reached up to brush the He pushed her back against the wall beneath the showerhead, and she wet hair out of her face.

“You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen,” he told her “So let’s enjoy this” .

“Please don’t,” Rachel whispered.

Meeting the Aunt, Pt.3