HIGH DEFINITION VERSION. Rachel was a busty brunette wife in her sexual prime. She needed plenty of passion, romance and adventure to keep her content. Unfortunately, her husband Frank did not give her any of these things. He was a dull workaholic who spent most of his time at the office. This was a cause of great frustration for Rachel. The situation worsened when her husband phoned one evening to cancel a date that she had been looking forward to all week. Afterwards, feeling bitter and depressed, she helped herself to a bottle of - while brooding over and cursing her husband. Soon she was both and restless. Wandering down into the living room, she found her nephew, Mark, sat reading a book. The young man was staying with Rachel and her husband while he attended a nearby college. Rachel had always liked him very much. She thought him sensitive and understanding beyond his years. Now, needing someone to talk to, she told him of her grievances with her husband. Being under the influence, she was more open and intimate than usually with her nephew. Moreover, she had changed into a slip in readiness for bed. It was tight and skimpy and had a plunging neckline that gave a spectacular view of her cleavage. Try as he might, Mark could not avoid noticing and being excited by what he saw. From that moment on, a seed of aunt-lust was planted within him. He greatly sympathized with how she felt, and he offered her many words of encouragement. He thought his uncle was a fool for not seeing what a hot and lovely woman she was. As Rachel excused herself to go back upstairs, she bumped into the sofa and fell sprawling onto it. She landed fine, but she almost spilled out of her slip. Plenty of sleek leg was briefly visible. It was a sight that stirred Mark's desire even more. Later, Rachel tossed and turned in bed, enduring an uneasy rest. It was now 3.00 am. and Frank still had not come home. Suddenly waking up, she decided to go see Mark. She needed to talk more. The young man did not mind his sexy aunt coming in and interrupting him. Having once again helped to console her, he suggested Rachel lay down so that he could give her a massage. It should ease her tension and help her get back to rest. Most of all it would please Mark himself. He ached to touch his aunt's shapely body. Rachel was all for her nephew's idea. She was still less inhibited due to the While she lay down on her front, Mark got some lotion and applied it to the backs of her legs. For a long time he rubbed it in. His hands moved ever more sensually over her calves and her thighs. Gradually he managed to lift the hem of Rachel's slip to expose her butt cheeks. The neglected wife cooed as her nephew began to caress them. Mark even went on to ease his fingers between the tops of his aunt's thighs - just the slightest distance from her warmth-giving, panty-clad pussy. This final act brought Rachel out of her happy stupor. She felt embarrassed at what she saw as her immodestly. Getting to her feet, she apologized to Mark, then headed back to her room. There Rachel sat thinking about what had just happened. It occurred to her that's Mark's touching may have been deliberate. This possibility excited rather and than shocked her. As she replayed the scene in her head, she realized that she had been immensely turned on the whole time. Now it was her turn to feel the beginnings of a taboo lust. The next day came, and Rachel's anger with Frank softened. Then, to her delight, he phoned her to arrange another date for them that night. Rachel donned a gorgeous red dress for the occasion. She could not fasten the back of herself, so she asked her nephew to do it for her. Mark gladly obliged. He welcomed any chance to get close to his aunt: to smell her sweet perfume, to study the nape of her neck, to run his eyes up the sexy groove of her back, to imagine undoing her thick red bra-strap. With her hair pinned up, she looked a truly elegant beauty. Mark was so impressed by his aunt's appearance that he made sure to compliment her about it. Rachel thrilled in response. Frank was never so nice. After this, Mark and Rachel sat talking while she waited for her husband to return home and pick her up. But Frank did not seem to be in any hurry. As the conversation went on, aunt and nephew spoke more intimately and strengthened their bond. Then Rachel at last started to wonder where Frank had got to. She phoned his secretary and discovered that he had taken a last minute flight to DC for a political meeting. He had not mentioned a word about it to Rachel. More angry and frustrated than ever, she headed upstairs to change out of her dress. But once again she needed Marks help to unzip the back of it. She was so preoccupied in complaining to him about Frank that she did not think to be shy. Instinctively she stripped out of the dress to reveal herself in sexy underwear. Mark looked on in awe. His aunts every sweet bodily feature was there to be guessed at. Suddenly realizing what she had done, Rachel blushed. But Mark distracted her by suggesting he give her another massage. Rachel accepted. She needed one badly under the circumstances. Again she lay on her front, and again Mark oiled and rubbed her legs. This time he also worked her shoulders and her back. The massage proceeding, Rachel became more and more soothed until her nephew was able to take some bold chances. As before, he slid his hand between the tops of her thighs. Then he edged his fingers up until he was touching her pussy mound. Gently he stroked and probed at it. Only at the end did Rachel stop to think about what was happening. There was a moment of awkwardness for her before Mark left. When Rachel was alone, she saw that was very aroused. Her excited pussy had made her panties wet. Now, recalling what Mark had done, she lay back and began to touch herself through their lacy crotch. She did not doubt any longer that Mark was attracted to her, and that his caresses had been sexual in nature. She was surprised at how pleased this made her feel. Almost instantly she underwent a profound change. Now she wanted to seduce Mark. She was no longer bothered that he was her nephew. In fact, it added some kinky spice. Her first act after that was to go spy on Mark when he showered. She stood outside the door in her dressing gown. Mark was naked in the stall, jerking his cock. Rachels pussy throbbed at the sigh of it. She wondered if Mark was thinking of her. Hot beyond control, Rachel opened her dressing gown and shoved her hand down her panties. The other hand pulled her tit out of her bra and fingered the nipple. She tried not to make too much noise as she rubbed and played with herself - imagining being in the arms of own nephew. Though nervous at what she had in mind, Rachel could not stop herself from going ahead with it. Once Mark was finished, she called him into her room. He entered wearing just a towel. Rachel told her nephew that she wanted to him give a massage in return for the ones he had given her. It was an offer to good for the young man to refuse. In due time, Mark wound up lying on his stomach on his aunts bed. Rachel put oil on him and started to rub his body. Again the pair bonded - talking about Marks history with girlfriends and his general taste in women. Rachel grew even more excited and hopeful when she learned that Mark had a thing for older women. When Mark let slip to his aunt that he sometimes fantasized about her, Rachel seized on the moment to take things further. Standing up before her nephew, she shrugged off her robe. Then there she was - invitingly and enticingly arrayed in classy lingerie. From this moment on there was no more ice for aunt or nephew to break. Mark knew his aunt was offering himself for him, and Rachel knew that he was accepting her. There followed a brief confession in which they both laid out their full feelings and desires for one another. Then there was a an agreement to be careful about what they did - to avoid being discovered by Frank. The consequences would be disastrous. After that, it was sex: intense and epic. It began with the aunt and nephew hotly French-kissing and touching on the bed. Then off came Rachels bra and panties. All she had on now was her stockings. Lying back, legs parted, she moaned and writhed and gasped and sighed as Mark nursed on her tits, then licked, probed and fingered her sensitive clit and cock-starved pussy. Whenever they had the chance or the breath to speak, they did so dirtily - sharing the mutual fantasies they had had about each other. Both of them mocked Frank behind his back. Lousy husbands like him deserved to get cuckolded. Even by their own nephews. As if to emphasise this point, Rachel knelt over her nephew and started sucking on his cock. Mark groaned blissfully at the coming true of his dreams. His aunt fucked her mouth up and down his length with fantastic skill and sensuality. For the longest, sweetest time, she pleasured him - tongue-teasing his cock-head, stroking him with her dainty hand, fondling his balls, deep-throating him to the root. Following this, the two taboo lovers got down to their much-needed, long-awaited fucking. First, nephew mounted aunt from behind, holding her arms back like reins as he pumped her hard and deep in the By now Rachels immaculate hair had tumbled down. She cried like a wanton. Her big tits dangled over the bed, and swayed in response to the jolting of her nephews hips against her butt. Next up, Rachel got on top of Mike and rode him hard. Eagerly she impaled her hot pussy on his cock, and worked herself up and down on it. She had not had a good fuck in a long, long time. This forbidden one with her nephew ranked as the best she had ever had. Once more her sounds of pleasure filled the room. Mike, meanwhile, reached up and cupped his aunts lovely tits in his hands. The sweet fullness of them alone was enough to make a man cum. The wonderful fun finished with Rachel giving her nephews cock a last sucking and stroking. When his hot, creamy white load came blasting out, she greedily stuck out her tongue and tried to catch every drop of it in her mouth. To the lusty, sex-starved MILF, her young nephews juice was like nectar. Afterwards, the well-fucked pair snuggled together under the sheets of Rachels marital bed and drifted into a contented rest. Not once were they trouble with shame. Instead they dreamed of their future - of fucking and fucking and fucking. Frank was irrelevant now. Rachel no longer needed him. Her own nephew had proven himself a much better lover. He was her new man, and she would serve only him.
