Stone Hard - Part 2 (Inc, m/Ff, Dom) It took me few minutes to realize where I was next morning. The first thing I noticed was I was in bed and naked. Then as I began to recognize my surroundings, memories of incidents that took place began to come in slowly. I stood in bed for another few minutes or so before leaving my bedroom. As I entered the family room, I was shocked finding a huge mess, where someone had opened all drawers in china cabinet and left them opened at first and then some stuff that was scatted all over the floor. I couldn’t figure if there was an earthquake at night that caused all that or if a thief entered the house. I peeked into the kitchen and found it to be orderly, but when I entered the parent’s room, I found a similar mess in there as well. But luckily, I didn’t see anything broken. As my eyes were drawn to parent’s bed, I quickly spotted someone under bedspreads, causing me to scream in horror instantly. As I watched on, two hands rolled down bedspreads from under it and I found the person who emerged to be no other than Aunt Jean. “What the fuck…..” She yelled back, frightened by my scream. “Brad…. What’s wrong?” she questioned rubbing her eyes with backhands. “Did you see this mess? Who did it? Did you?” I jumped back feeling uneasy about the mess that someone made night before. “Calm down Brad…” She grouched. “Take a breath, go put on some cloths or something first. I’ll clean-up everything and you don’t have to worry about it” she said smilingly and making me realize that I was standing there stark naked in front of her. Still fuming, I went and took a long shower, put on some cloths before heading out to the parent’s room. Aunt Jean was busy already putting stuff away, wearing one of mom’s thin nightdresses. I just couldn’t help but admire her feminine frame as she was quietly cleaned the mess. Overcoming my earlier anger, I silently went to help her. Once we were done with the room, I started putting stuff away in the family room and Aunt Jean came to help. “I didn’t mean to cause you any trouble Brad, but I am in big trouble right now. Let me go freshen-up first and then tell you all about that, ok” she said giving me a look of regret. By the time Aunt Jean came out of the bathroom, wearing what she wore last night, I had already made couple of peanut butter toasts and two cups of hot chocolate. As I usually do, I took both our meals to the family and served them in front of the TV. “You see Brad, I am in trouble and I know that you can help me” she said sipping her hot chocolate. “I have been buying stuff from this cat, who is not very cool, you know? Now he is chasing me to collect” “I have no money Aunt Jean. I already gave you $10 out of $15 that mom gave me before they left” I said quickly sensing where she was headed and I didn’t lie. “Yeah…I know you don’t Brad. But listen. If I don’t pay this guy back, he’ll find me and cutoff my pinky” she pointed her pinky finger. “That is if he is in a good mood. He could cutoff few of my fingers, my ear or…or.., even one of my breasts” she said, hissed and looked at me, but I had no comforting words for as I knew of any way to help her. I couldn’t help, but laugh the way she held her breasts and faced them to me. “No kidding, you have nice breasts Aunt Jean. Guys can spot that instantly” I said and I was genuine. She smiled and reached for her bag, took out a halfway burnt joint, lit it, took a puff and exhale. “I know guys like my boobs alright and I like them too” She giggled. “See how round they are?” she said pointing her chest towards me. Then placing the joint in the ashtray, she said “Here, give me your hand” and swiftly took one of my hands and placed it on her breast. She was right. It was firm, cushy. More than a hand can hold. Leaving my hand on her breast, she reached for the joint took a puff and handed it to me asking “Want a puff?” “Don’t you like how my breast feels? Here, let me show you what I might lose” she said and paused. Then quickly lowered shoulder straps down, revealing her marvelous peeks. I coughed trying to exhale smoke and I was caught off guard. But I took a good eyeful of her pearly breasts with large peachy areolas. “I know all that, but I have no money to give you” Sad as I was for her, I told her the truth again. “Don’t you think I know that Brad? Now, let me ask you. Did you see all those new houses being built on our way to the ranch in west side of town yesterday?” Yeah, but what’s that got to do with your situation?” I interrupted her as she took a puff and handed it back to me. “Well, some of those houses are sold for twenty five thousand and some are even more expensive. Imagine, if you get couple of or even five hundred, or even for each house?” She smiled. “I guess that will add up to lots of money” I said casually. “Ok then. Here is the kicker…Your dad has lots of money, much more than you think and the money is in this house, not in a bank account. I know that because I used to do favors for him when I was living with you guys and he used to pay me” “Aunt Jean winked. “And the money is in twenties and hundred dollar bills. That’s what I was looking for last night, to steal few hundred dollars and I couldn’t find any in the house. So, that’s how you can help me and trust me he’ll never know, because money is from kickbacks he gets from developers for issuing building permits on lands they shouldn’t even build houses. If he is not getting kickbacks for building permits, he outa be selling drugs. You see?” Aunt Jean let out all, giving me hints as far as how things played out in last couple of days and how I fit in to the grand scheme of things. “I don’t know Aunt Jean. If you didn’t find it in his room, there is no other place to look” I said as she handed the last puff to me. “You are still a virgin, right?” she changed the subject quickly, making me blush even in my somewhat dopy state. “What’s that got to do with all this shit?” I shot back. “For one, I can make you virgin no more” She giggled reaching for my crotch that was bulging in my pants, since I played with her breast a little. Still having her breasts out didn’t help matters either and I ignore her touch hoping that I could get some more miles out of it. “I know you want to fuck. Look at you? You are already hard and making me horny too” she paused and rubbed my crotch several times and squeeze my cock over the material of pants and held what she could in her hand. “Think Brad! THINK where your dad could have hidden the dough. I bet you could use some it too and I promise I won’t steal all of it. I just need few hundred dollars” she begged. Then reached to her bag, grabbed another rolled up joint and lite it, took a good puff and passed it to me. I started to evaluate the situation. If Aunt Jean is right about dad taking kickbacks or keeping illegal dough in the house, I saw no harm in dipping in to it, especially if he had a sizable amount of money collected. But the question was where he hid the money. It wasn’t in his room and no other place that Aunt Jean searched. Suddenly I remembered seeing a blue color tool box in Dad’s room once and another time by accident, seeing dad taking it to the attic (we have a small entrance to the attic from the hallway). I distinctly remember dad trying to hide the tool box against his chest as he climbed the ladder. I didn’t think much of it at the time, could he be hiding money in the attic? “I noticed that you and Melody hit it off last night. If you help me today, I can bring her here to kill your loneliness for a night or two. Wouldn’t you like that Brad? She even drives and you two can even go places together” she offered. Hearing Melody’s name alone caused my cock to lengthen an inch or so instantly as Aunt Jean went after my crotch once more. “So, what do I get if I find the money?” I asked immediately. “You pick. I’ll do whatever you want me to do with you today or bring Melody here soon” she responded seeing some potential for getting some cash. I laughed after taking a puff and handing the joint to her. “You offered both remember?” I laughed. “You said that I can have you today and Melody later. How about having you today and every night until you bring Melody over?” I asked jokingly, but I wished that she would at least let me fuck her and give me a chance to fuck Melody as well. “I want to go all the way with you today if I find it and you’ll have to bring Melody here later” I repeated and walked to the hallway. I pulled down the ladder string to lower it, climbed up and turned the attic light on, but I failed to recognize anything that resembles a tool box. I turned on the ladder, placing my heels on the top rung and immediately spotted several cardboard boxes labeled ‘Junk’. I leaned forward and peeked; sure enough inside the box were two blue color tool boxes that repairmen typically carry. I pulled out one, climbed down and set it on the floor and opened it as it didn’t have a padlock and I was shocked to find cash inside. Some bundled in rubber bands and rest we just lose and stacked-up. “HOLY SHIT!” Aunt Jean exclaimed. “You fount it! I don’t believe it…you found it” she yelled jumping on her toes, springing her still naked breasts. After a moment, she hugged me tightly and kissed. She kissed me slowly, gently and repeatedly. I counted several bundles of cash and found none had the same amount of notes, but each bundle had the same denominations indicating that dad really didn’t keep track. Aunt Jean swiftly grabbed several $100 notes and probably the same amount in $20 bills, ran to the living room to stuff the dough in her bag. After taking few $20 bills for myself, I placed the tool box exactly where I found it before returning to see Aunt Jean. “I guess you want to fuck your aunt now” Aunt Jean giggled. “Heck, my only surprise is not getting rapped when I was teasing you earlier. You had a fucking hard-on that was about to rip through your pants” she giggled looking at my crotch. With the all that excitement of finding dough, my hard-on had considerably subsided. But fucking Aunt Jean was something that I very much wanted to do. “Yeas Ma’am. That had been in my mind since you got me all stirred up few days ago” I smirked. “Ok then, come to me my sweet nephew, let Aunt Jean take your cherry” she giggled opening her hands to me. I stepped up, held her tightly pressing her firm breasts against my chest. She held me back, looked up to my face and smiled. There was undoubtable look of naughtiness in her smile. She at first opened a crack of her lips and let the tip of her tongue begin exploring my lips in a very sweet way. After moments I stroked her silky hair, cup her cheeks in my hands and let our tongues communicate. Soon it was a full French kiss. Her hands first went to squeeze my buns, then leaving one hand on my back, her other hand cupped my crotch. We moved, sideways, backwards and forward without separating our lips even for a split second and I was amazed how much pleasure kissing alone brought and how stimulated I became. Then my forward movement and the pressure of my mounting desire, pushed her back, she slowly bent her knees and then lay on the floor, on her back. I was lying across her pressing down on her hard breasts. She kicked her legs out and I rolled on to her. My hands cupped each breast holding them as we kissed and licked them in turn. I heard her soft moan of pleasure and knew I was having an effect on my aunt. I focused on the firm nipples sucking them into my mouth and flicking my tongue over them. She gasped and one of her hands slid round my neck holding me to her breasts and other snuck between us towards my stone hard member. “Ok, let’s take a quick break. You are killing me, you horny little fucker” she stopped kissing and gasped, lit what was left of the joint and took couple of pussf. “This is not easy as I first thought” she smiled. “I need little help before let you stick it into me” she giggled exhaling smoke and past the joint to me. Joint in one hand, I pushed my pants down with the other, admiring my steel hard rod and how it sprang in front of my aunts smiling eyes. “You look delicious” she said licking the head of my cock and then pushed her own dress along with panties down giving me a wink. “And you look so hard” she murmured holding it in her hand. “Melody calls it Stoned Hard” I laughed remembering what she said. “Yap. You have the herb effect… You are stone hard” she agreed giggling and lay back on the floor, parting her legs wide enough to me to see her pussy. “I am ready and I am all yours” she hissed and I didn’t waste any time kneeling between her legs with my rigid dick in hand. Aunt Jean just stood there with her eyes closed in anticipation of what to come. Without any practice or skills, I positioned my cock against her pussy and slowly slid it into her. I knew my cock was supposed to enter her pussy and I knew that it was supposed to feel good, but I was thoroughly surprised from the moment tip of my cock enter her very slipper pussy, how fabulous the feeling was. I moaned instantly. But I was careful not to thrust too hard into her, although that was exactly what I wanted to do from the first go. I pulled out a little and pushed in more. I repeated the action until my cock was buried inside her slick hole to the hilt and paused to enjoy the amazing feeling of her pussy walls extract and contract around my rod. Grunting and moaning as I waited enduring the feel. Aunt Jean gave a hiss as she felt me her pussy was filled with my cock that pulsed inside her. "God that feels so hard and fabulous inside me." She gasped to me. "Well as you're in me you better fuck me hard" she muttered pushing her butt up a little and swaying the slowly. As aroused as she was, she sounded bit more demanding and inpatient, so I had no desire to disappoint her. Encouraged by my aunt’s words, I began to ram it on to her vigorously. “Ohh…FUCK...Brad, FUCK ME you horney basted…” she yelled digging her fingers to my back. Then within minutes, my balls tighten up and cum shot out of me like a cannon firing round after round of cannonballs. It was sudden and before I knew, I had crossed the line and knew there was no stopping at all, but to thrust, thrust thrust until the last drop of my cum was inside my aunt’s pussy. When I stopped, I saw the disappointment written all over her glossy eyes and reddish face. She took a deep breath, lifted her legs and wrapped them around my back first. “Keep doing it. It was amazingly good” she muttered sexily. “Did you finish?” I asked, just because… “No, but you are still hard inside of me. I am almost there…” she said swaying her hips again. The second round for me was even more pleasurable since I was able to bring Aunt Jean to two back to back climaxes within five minutes or so. I felt stoned hard and kept pounding her pussy in missionary style for a long time and later doggie style when she insisted before I came after good long time after the first climax. “My pussy is going to be closed for visitors for few days” Aunt Jean laughed afterwards. “It is just sore you know, but I got to tell you, for a young guy, you did excellent. I’ve had guys who were stoned and hard, but none of them went fucking like you” she added. She didn’t bring Melody next day, but came to spend a wild night with me. It was two days later when she dropped off Melody and took $100 bill before leaving. I went on to see Melody for few months, although I knew she fucked everyone else in their hippy gang until she went and joined a cult. My dad never found out that we had been dipping into his money, or at least he never questioned, but he kept adding more and more to the pile that he had.