Time for a talk

After several minutes of scanning through the programs on the TV and finding nothing of interest, you finally hear the shower turn off, followed by the sounds of your aunt's movements upstairs. Eventually, you hear her feet padding back down the stairs and you turn your head to see her enter the room. Slightly surprised you're able to so quickly, you feel your cock stir at the site of your aunt once again; she has her wet hair pulled back into a high ponytail and is wearing a powder blue, satin robe that is so short, it fails to completely cover her ass. She's tied it only loosely around the waist, allowing the front panels to hang open and show off plenty of her ample cleavage and small beads of water can still be seen on her lightly tanned skin. She makes her way back to you and sits down at the edge of the couch, turning her body so that she can look you in the eyes, but you quickly notice she has a much more serious look on her face.

"David, sweetheart, as much fun as all this was, I think we should probably talk about what just happened, and what's going to happen after today." she says, placing a hand on your chest.

"Oh, what, is this the point where you tell me you don't think we should do this again. That it was a mistake?" you ask. You had already resigned yourself to the fact that this likely wouldn't be something that would last long-term, and would come to an end sooner or later, you had just hoped you'd be able to experience your aunt a few more times before that ending came; apparently that won't be the case.

"Only if that's what you think David." she tells you, her response surprising you. "I'll let you decide that when you hear what I have to say. Now shut up and listen." she says, playfully slapping your chest with the back of her hand. "First of all, your cock is ammmaaazzzing!" she says, drawing out the last word. "I haven't cum like that in years, and if you want to keep fucking me, I'll let you do me whenever you want. But that's all it can be, fucking. I'm your aunt, and even though we're not related by blood, you know our family would freak out about this. If we continue, and either of us start thinking about this as more than just fucking, it needs to end."

"Okay." you say, realizing that all she's doing is starting to establish ground rules for the two of you to continue fucking each other, and stay quiet after that, allowing her to continue.

"Second, you need to know that I really am a bit of a nympho. I love sex and, just as I expect you to be fucking other people when we're not together, you should expect me to be doing the same. And seeing I'm being up front with things right now, I might as well tell you I enjoy being with multiple partners at the same time sometimes, men and women, so it's not like I'll be in some minogonous relationship when I'm not with you. I know all of this wasn't what you were expecting when you came over to fix the sink, but I've found through experience, the sooner I have this talk with someone, the better. I understand if this is too much for you, and if this was just a one time thing to fulfill your fantasy, that's fine and I'm glad I could do it for you. But if you think you want to keep fucking me, I'll gladly have that dick inside me as much, or as little, as you want."

Your head is spinning from what you just heard. Not only did your aunt just tell you she wanted to keep fucking you, she also doesn't want any strings attached, expects you to fuck other people when you're not with her, slipped in the fact that she's apparently bisexual, and, oh yeah, likes group sex! You can't think of any way this talk could have possibly gone any better and have the fleeting thought that if you're this lucky right now, you should pick yourself up a lotto ticket on your way home and see if your luck continues. Your mind then goes back to the last bit of info you got from your aunt and find yourself thinking about fucking your aunt doggy style while her face is buried in some other woman's pussy or gagging on some other guy's cock and realize your previous fantasies of her were actually too tame!

Your thoughts are interupted by your aunt as she begins talking to you once again. "You're a little quiet David. Did I just completely freak you out?" she asks, a hint of concern in her voice. "I know it's a lot to hear and process. I'm sorry I just laid all that on you, but I didn't think it was right to continue without being up front with you."

"No Aunt Becky, I'm not freaked out at all!" you tell her, turning your body to face her, dick getting harder by the second. "As a matter of fact, why don't I just show you how that information makes me feel and you can see it for yourself." Standing up, you pull your shorts back down, cock springing free from it's confines once again, nearly fully engorged.

"My god!" she exclaims, reaching towards your manhood. "It's already hard again?! Are you on something or is this how you always are?!" she asks impressed.

"I'm not taking anything Aunt Becky, it's you that's making this happen. So, did you really mean what you said? You'd let me put my dick inside you as much as I wanted?" you ask her, wagging it in her face.

As much as she wants to say yes and jump right back on your cock, she also knows from past experience that sometimes when guys hear about her extracuricular activities, they think it's hot and are all in at first, but when they see, or become a part of it, they get freaked out or jealous, which very quickly ruins her night. Beacuse of these past experiences, she's learned that she needs to prepare her men a little better before bringing them into her fold, and the two of you just happen to be in the perfect room for that to happen.

"I absolutely meant it David, but I need you to see something first." she says, pulling her hand away from your cock and reaching past you for the remote control. "I want you to watch this first, then you can decide if you want to keep fucking me or not. Now sit down. I'm not going anywhere."

Doing as you're told, you sit back down on the couch next to your aunt, intrigued, and wondering what it could possibly be that she's going to make you watch. For some reason, you think back to the old, school sex education videos that were made and you have a laugh as you wonder if the same company would have made of a video to educate the youth on incestuous relationships called "What to know about fucking your aunt". You watch as she fumbles with the controller, changing the TV input to display several files, all of which simply have numbers assigned to them.