Aunt Saige is Not Convinced

I woke up with a crick in my neck and stiffness in several places. When I got up, Aunt Lauren was already gone from my bed and the bed neatly made. I went to the upstairs bathroom that was next to my room to take my morning piss. The door was locked and the air vents on. Someone was occupying it. I made my way down the stairs, my morning wood making it difficult with each step. I passed by Aunt Saige who was holding a cup of coffee, not bothering to cover the huge pointed bulge in my sweatpants and went in the downstairs washroom to relieve myself. When I finished washing my hands and got out, Aunt Saige stared down at my crotch in the hallways.

My morning wood was softening now, but there was still a noticeable bulge between my legs. Aunt Saige flared her nostrils and gritted her teeth.

“Did you shower yet?” Aunt Saige asked.

“No…” I said. “Why?”

“Pull down your pants,” Aunt Saige said.

“Uhh…” I froze. Usually, these requests would have me more shocked but not so anymore. I still had to stall to think about what she wanted.

Aunt Saige didn’t wait and pulled down my sweatpants, and my dick flopped out. She bent towards it and sniffed it.

“I knew there was something fishy going on... Did you fuck Aunt Lauren last night?” Aunt Saige said, getting up and crossing her arms.

“Umm… sure,” I lied. I could have told the truth, and it would have paved the way for something I had secretly longed for, but I would prove to Aunt Lauren that I wasn’t a sexual beast and free to do what I wanted.

“What’s going on?” Aunt Lauren asked, standing on the stairway with her hands on the rail. She was made up and already dressed.

“Adam, tell the truth. Did Aunt Lauren punish you last night like she promised me she would?” Aunt Saige asked.

I glanced at Aunt Lauren, and she looked flabbergasted at this accusation. I spoke up and said emphatically, “Yes. She did. Aunt Lauren fucked me all night and kept me up. That’s why I look so tired.”

Aunt Lauren looked relieved when she heard my lie. Aunt Saige didn’t look convinced, her arms still crossed and her mouth fixed in a frown staring at both of us like people who were as thick as thieves. Aunt Saige then smiled wickedly.

“Aunt Lauren has a small tattoo somewhere on her body. What is it, and where is it located? If she punished you, you would have seen this. Lauren do not speak or even give him a hint.” Aunt Saige said, turning to Aunt Lauren, staring her down.

I tried to think. I remember creepily stalking her on facebook and seeing her, Aunt Lauren, in a bikini on a beach in one of her photos.

“There’s a small rose on her thigh,” I said, recalling the photo vividly in my mind. Aunt Lauren brightened up and smiled at this and then reddened at the revelation that her nephew was perving on her.

Aunt Saige turned around to face me again. She looked deep in contemplation. “You don’t smell like sex. You haven’t showered. You guys are lying.”

“Adam… been through enough last night. We took a shower last night, but he was probably so exhausted from fucking me so much he didn’t remember it.” Aunt Lauren said.

“Okay…” Aunt Saige said and then smiled. “If you did punish him, you should have no problem giving him a light slap on the wrist now, in front of me.”

“W-what. What do you mean by that?” Aunt Lauren asked.

“If you did punish him as you told me… why don’t you kiss him?” Aunt Saige said. “It’s just a small slap on the wrist. He deserves far worse.”

FUCK YES. You are the best Aunt Saige. I tried my best not to smile in front of Aunt Lauren. Aunt Lauren resolved herself, but I could see her stoic acting face break and breathing more rampant.

“Well?” Aunt Saige said.

Aunt Lauren walked down the stairs and walked past Aunt Saige and towards me. Aunt Lauren held my face with her hands and pulled me in for a kiss. Her lips brushing mine. She closed her eyes and held me there, lip to lip. I could feel the steam come out of her nose and taste the mint on her breath and smell the faint lavender fragrance on her body. I reached beside her and placed my hands on her tiny waist. She pulled away from my face and looked back at Aunt Saige.

“Happy?” Aunt Lauren said. “I mean he deserves far worse and I don’t see what you’re trying to prove by this.”

“I agree. He does deserve far worse. Lauren, you aren't convincing me with that small show. You can do better than that. A peck on the lips? You go too easy on the boy,” Aunt Saige said, her lips curling into a smile.

Aunt Lauren looked back at me and stared down and mouthed sorry with her face away from Aunt Saige and pulled my face towards her. Her tongue swirled around mine, and we massaged the inside of each other’s mouths. Opening my eyes, I could see Aunt Lauren’s face become scarlet, and her breathing became rampant in my throat. Saliva was drizzling out of her mouth as we exchanged tongues, and I caressed her back with my palms. When she parted her lips from mine, I felt like reaching out and pulling her back in but stopped myself.

Aunt Lauren looked back at Aunt Saige and said in a cold tone that was conflicting with her hot body and red face, “The boy’s gone through enough last night. I think we are just being sadistic at this point. ”

“Hmm… I wonder,” Aunt Saige said. “I actually got a voice mail yesterday that I just checked this morning. It was from the Headmaster. Apparently, Adam brought a weapon to school.”

“It was that dildo of yours. We already punished him for that,” Aunt Lauren said.

Aunt Saige grew embarrassed at the mention of her dildo. She had no problem with me fucking her so openly in the house, but her personal relief tool being mentioned still drew a bit of bashfulness in her.

“They are two separate things. It’s one thing to steal my… stuff. It’s another to bring it to school!” Aunt Saige said.

“T-then. Then I’ll deal with him tonight. He’s going to get it even rougher tonight. He will stretch my insides out until I can’t walk,” Aunt Lauren said.

Aunt Saige looked suspiciously at Aunt Lauren. “I don’t know. I think you are hiding something from me. I want to see you punish him more to show you are really sincere about making sure he learns his lesson.”

Aunt Lauren looked like she gritted her teeth and then spoke, “What now.”