The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn - Sex Stories

The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn

... shower, deciding to call him and order home after it. Jonny was spending way too much time at his aunt’s house. Fernanda found herself getting more and more annoyed by this. She knew why too, but was unable to admit it to herself. Sitting naked on the edge of her bed, rubbing lotion onto her legs, she reached for her phone, calling her son. ******* Claudia laughed at her nephew. He was flirting with her again, just like she instructed him too. He tickled her sides, held her hand, and complimented her. “Now can I grab it?” Jonny asked. “Ugh, patience!” Claudia smiled at him. Jonny’s phone rang. “Crap, it’s mom,” he said. “You better answer it. Remember, you came over for breakfast. You didn’t spend the night,” his aunt reminded him. “I know. Hey mom,” Jonny answered. “Yep, we went out to breakfast. Sure I’m on my way. Later.” “Good. Now go home,” Claudia said. “Can I grab it though?” Jonny asked. “Fine! Give me a hug,” Claudia said. “Good, now just move your hands down to it.” Jonny bit his lip to keep from giggling as his hands traveled down his aunt’s back, arriving at her juicy ass, squeezing it. “Wow.” “Very good, now then, off you go.” “No, wait,” Jonny said, squeezing it, almost inspecting it. “So nice.” “Ok!” Claudia said, pushing him away, smiling. “Can I grab it bare one day?” “Maybe one day,” she winked at him. “You have to at least kiss me first,” she said, closing her door on her nephew. “No, no, no wait!” he tried to get her to reopen the door. Jonny was too ...

... slow, the rock hard, 18-year-old stood on his aunts door step. He laughed at himself, replaying Claudia’s words in his mind to be patient. The flirting banter the last few months was going to pay off – he knew it. He just had to wait. Jonny arrived home, finding his mother, sitting at the kitchen table, going through the mail. “Hey,” he told her. “At Claudia’s again huh,” Fernanda said, not looking up from her task. “Yeah, we went to breakfast,” Jonny grabbed some water. “I need you to mow the yard today,” Fernanda called out to him as he walked out of the kitchen. “Ok,” he sighed. Fernanda shook her head, hoping what she feared wasn’t real. Thoughts of finding someone to challenge them to commit incest left her mind, replaced by thoughts of her teen years. Staring off into space once again, she remembered her uncle in Puerto Rico, on top of her, grunting, moaning, fucking her. Fernanda’s mouth hung open, a climax building. “Yes, yes,” she thought, while her uncle came inside her. Fernanda wasn’t far behind, her body shaking with pleasure, one man on her mind – it wasn’t her uncle. Snapping herself out of her walk down memory lane, she threw away the junk mail, and started on dinner for Jonny. Fernanda had a busy night ahead of her and wanted him to have stuff to warm up, hoping he wouldn’t hang out with his aunt again. She could order Jonny not to, but she had no valid reason or proof of anything inappropriate to do so. Plus Fernanda and Claudia were very close. ******* Later ...