She was waiting for him at the airport in a tight tank top and cutoff shorts that barely covered her ass.
Jake spotted her right away, his 19-year-old cock already twitching in his jeans. Aunt Lisa had always been the hot one in the family, but this summer she looked different—hungry.
"Get over here, nephew," she said, pulling him into a hug that pressed her big tits against his chest. No bra. Her nipples poked hard through the thin fabric. "You're staying with me all summer. Your mom's idea. Mine too."
The drive home was quiet at first, but Lisa kept glancing at his lap. "You've grown up," she muttered. "Bet that dick's big now."
Jake swallowed. "Aunt Lisa—"
"Call me Lisa when we're alone. Or just 'fuck me' if that's what you're thinking."
By the time they reached her house, the air was thick. She didn't even let him drop his bag. She pushed him against the kitchen counter, dropped to her knees, and yanked his jeans down. His cock sprang out, already leaking.
"Fuck, look at that," she growled, wrapping her hand around the thick shaft. "My sister's kid has a porn-star cock." She licked the head once, then swallowed half of him in one wet gulp. Jake groaned, hands in her hair, hips jerking as she sucked him sloppy and loud, spit running down his balls.
She pulled off with a pop. "You want to fuck your aunt, don't you? Say it."
"I want to fuck you, Lisa. Been wanting it since I was old enough to jerk off."
She stood, stripped the tank top off, and shoved her shorts down. No panties. Her pussy was shaved smooth and already glistening. "Then do it. Right here."
Jake spun her around, bent her over the counter, and slammed into her from behind in one hard thrust. She was tight and hot, gripping him like she hadn't been fucked in years. He pounded her hard, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the kitchen. Lisa moaned filthy encouragement.
"Harder, you little bastard. Fuck your aunt's cunt. Fill it up."
He reached around and rubbed her clit while he drilled her. She came fast, legs shaking, pussy pulsing around his cock. Jake didn't stop. He fucked her through it, then pulled out and spun her to face him.
"On the floor," she ordered, lying back and spreading wide. "I want to watch that cock stretch me."
He dropped between her thighs and drove back in. Missionary on the kitchen tile, her legs over his shoulders, tits bouncing with every thrust. She clawed his back and begged for cum.
"Give it to me. Come in your aunt's pussy. Do it."
Jake buried himself deep and unloaded, thick ropes pumping into her. She milked him with her walls, moaning like a whore.
They didn't stop there. That night she rode him in her bed, grinding her clit against him until she squirted. The next morning he woke up to her mouth on his cock again. By the end of the week they were fucking everywhere—shower, couch, backyard at night. She taught him how to eat her ass, how to choke her just right, how to make her squirt on command.
Every time he called her "Aunt Lisa" while he was balls-deep, she came harder.
By summer's end she was on all fours in the living room, his cum leaking out of her well-used cunt, already planning his next visit.
"Don't tell your mom," she said, licking him clean. "This is our secret. And next time you're bringing a friend."
