Some people had it good, others had it, well, not so good. Some people over exaggerated their bad lives in order to get attention, while others walked right into their own misery with ignorance. They call it bliss, but it's really more like bullshit. For one high school student, he'd dug his own grave, accidentally of course. Originally it was something that had just circulated between his friends. One of his friends had figured out that he had Kate Upton on his friends list, they of course had one of the Kate Upton fan page's liked as well, but when he said that it was because she was his aunt, his friends wouldn't stop giving him shit about it. Word spread around school, and then everyone wouldn't stop giving him shit about it.
His whole school year went like this, day in day out, even people sending him messages on Facebook asking for pictures of him with his Aunt. Pretentious cunts, their constant badgering had left him in need of a therapist. He'd had dreams of killing his classmates, and was leaving school early because he couldn't stand their terrible mocking. Ryan had become a freak, somehow along the way to popularity, that failed. But his therapist gave him a fantastic suggestion, he suggested to Ryan that during the summer he go stay with his aunt, he suggested that he spend time with her. Take pictures with her, do things with her in order to prove not only to himself what he's saying is true, but to validate it to everyone else.
However, having been with her for a week, things have gone from better, to worse. For him at least, she'd become suspicious too. He'd been stealing her panties, not even her really sexy ones, but the ones she wore when she went to go do something, or her workout shorts. Ryan knew something was wrong with him, but she was so sexy, and her smell, it was intoxicating. Ryan was sixteen, he was still a virgin technically, he'd had a girlfriend of his give him a blowjob. She told him he couldn't cum in her mouth, but did anyway, relationship over. His therapist was telling him to explore his feelings. He said that he should masturbate and think about her, and continue to take her panties.
Ryan felt like that was strange, but perhaps it was the best way to get rid of the ideas in his head. Just by getting accustomed to them, some military groups beat the crap out of their soldiers to make them torture resistant. Perhaps this was the best way? He wasn't sure, but his therapist hadn't steered him wrong in the past.
Currently Ryan sat in the hall bathroom near the guest bedrooms in Kate's vast house. His pants were around his ankles and he was sitting on the toilet seat lid. In his hand, bundled up in a ball of sorts Ryan had a pair of purple lace panties, he had them wrapped around his cock and was pumping his hand up and down. Ryan was rather large for his age, his dick was eight inches long, and nearly two and a half inches in width. In his mind, Ryan envisioned his Aunt on her knees in the bathroom with him, sucking on the head of his fat cock. She'd suck on it till he came, and he'd cum all over her face and large breasts. Groaning quietly, Ryan brought himself near to orgasm, continuing to pump the panties harder around his dick.<|im_end|>
Kate was out back sunbathing by her pool in her black bikini. She liked to keep her skin a golden color, it made her feel more attractive and certainly pleased her management team who needed her looking her best for every photo shoot.
Laying on a lounger, she had one arm above her head while the other leaned down to pick up a cold lemonade. It was 1pm in the afternoon, and the sun was sizzling hot, causing Kate to work up a sweat without even doing anything. "I'm just going for a swim," she said, turning her legs and standing up on them. She leaned down over another lounger and kissed her boyfriend's forehead before walking over to the stairs.
Holding onto the two silver railings, Kate sunk into the water and dunked her head underneath. Pulling her hair out of her band, she threw it by her drink as her hair fell down to her back.
Little did the model know that upstairs on this hot day was her young nephew jerking off with her panties around his cock. She had grown suspicious about her underwear going missing but assumed it was her boyfriend. She hadn't said anything to him about it yet, but she was very close to asking.
After doing some lengths in the pool, Kate pulled herself out and crawled up the side before getting to her feet. She dripped water everywhere before opening her backdoor, sliding it in the process. Wet footprints landed on the wooden flooring of the kitchen before making their mark on the white marble in the large hall by the stairs.
"Ryan!" Kate called out to him at the bottom of the staircase. Now holding her arm on to the sides, she walked up and called his name again.<|im_end|>