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The phone is on speaker, wedged between my soaked thighs so every filthy sound ricochets straight into his ear. I’m on the bathroom floor again, legs spread obscenely wide, four fingers stretching my cunt while I talk.

“Tell your aunt what you are, Ethan.”

He’s crying already. I can hear it in the shake of his breath.

“I’m… I’m a degenerate little nephew who gets hard for his own family,” he chokes out.

“Louder. I want the words to burn your throat.”

“I’m a sick, motherless pervert who wants to fuck the same womb his mom came out of!” he sobs, voice cracking wide open. “I’m hard because my aunt raised me at every holiday and now I want to put a baby in her while Uncle Mark’s at work. I’m disgusting.”

I moan, long and filthy, rewarding him.

“That’s right, baby. You’re the little boy who used to sit on my lap at Christmas and now you’re leaking in your bed because you want to knock up the woman who changed your diapers when your real mommy was too drunk to do it.”

He makes this broken, animal sound that shoots straight to my clit.

“Hands off that cock,” I snap. “Flat on the mattress. You don’t touch what belongs to your aunt.”

The wet slapping stops instantly. A desperate whine.

“Repeat after me, nice and clear so God can hear: ‘I’m Aunt Elena’s incestuous little cum-pump and I don’t deserve to come until I’ve bred my own blood.’”

He repeats it word for word, voice hitching on every syllable, tears dripping onto his pillow.

“Good boy.” I slide my fingers out of my pussy and smear the wetness across my swollen clit, circling slow and cruel. “You know what I’m doing right now? I’m lying on the exact same bathroom floor where I used to bathe you when you were five. I’m fucking myself with the same hand that wiped your little ass, and I’m dripping because my nephew turned into a man who wants to replace his uncle between my legs.”

“Please—Aunt Elena—Mommy—”

“Mommy?” I laugh, low and vicious. “You lost the right to call me that the first time you shoved your tongue in my cunt, you ungrateful little bastard. You’re not my son. You’re the mistake my sister made that I get to ruin now.”

I come hard, thighs clamping around the phone, screaming loud enough that I hope the walls carry it.

When I can breathe again, I’m merciless.

“Tomorrow, when your uncle leaves, you’re going to crawl into my bed on your hands and knees. You’re going to kiss the wedding photo on the nightstand and apologize to him for what you’re about to do to his wife. Then you’re going to spread my legs and thank me out loud for letting trash like you inside family pussy.”

“Yes, Aunt Elena,” he whispers, completely shattered.

“And Ethan?” My voice drops to silk over broken glass. “If you come tonight—if you spill even one drop without permission—I will make you wear your own mother’s old panties to breakfast tomorrow while I finger myself under the table right in front of you. I’ll make you watch me lick it off my fingers and smile at your uncle like nothing happened.”

He’s openly sobbing now.

“Say it.”

“I won’t come, Aunt Elena. I’m your sick little boy and I’ll wait until you let me breed you.”

I hang up while he’s still begging.

I leave him ruined, aching, and utterly owned by the same woman who used to tuck him in.

Tomorrow I’m going to make him thank me for every single drop of shame.

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