Jove was both exhilarated and terrified as he padded through Termina Station at speed and in the nude. The lights were motion activated - a fact he hadn't noticed before due to the smoothness they turned on ahead of anyone walking at normal speeds.
Running as he was led to a situation where he seemed consistently spotlighted as he moved from hallway to hallway, room to room. It at least gave him a fair amount of certainty that his mother and sister weren't still up as he continuously pushed back the darkness. The fact was somehow both a relief and a strange disappointment.
He made it to the sauna and shut the door behind him with more strength than what was probably necessary. His memory of warming up with Eve danced through his mind, stirring his arousal until he was fully hard again.
The situation would turn into an ordeal if he did end up being stuck in Antarctica with his family for an extended period of time. He was already seeing them, or at least their bodies, in an attractive light after just a few days. His sexual frustration would have him pent up to an impossible level if he didn't find some relief soon.
He turned the sauna's heater on and was pleasantly surprised by how quickly it began to warm up. Taking a seat on one of the wooden benches, Jove leaned his head back and let his hand wrap around his girth.
A knock at the door made him flinch back to standing in surprise. He looked for a towel, but of course, hadn't taken the time to grab one on his way in. He went to the door and opened it a crack, leaning sideways to only show his head.
"Hello."
Aster brushed by him into the sauna despite his attempt to slow her down. She blinked in surprise when she saw that he was naked, but Jove got the distinct impression she was flexing her acting chops and had already suspected as much.
"I nailed that dare," he said, turning toward her. "Your turn, Aunt Aster."
"Oh, I think the game is getting a little too spicy, darling." She had on a towel and eyed his naked body with a furrowed brow. "I didn't realize you were still so…"
"Naked?" He stepped toward her, his cock feeling like a sword tip leveled at her, but she stayed where she was, if anything drawing nearer, too.
"I suppose you could either put one on or… I could take mine off."
He reached out and undid the fold in her towel with his thumb and forefinger. It fell to the ground, revealing her glorious nudity like an unwrapped present.
Aster's body was a testament to the benefits of years of disciplined diet and exercise. Her skin, a smooth canvas of sun-kissed gold, bore the faint traces of tan lines - the contrast between the pale, untouched skin of her breasts and the rest of her body hinting at the tiny bikinis she favored in the Californian sun.
Her figure was a perfect hourglass, her waist narrowing enticingly before flaring out into generous hips. A small, tasteful tattoo of a rose bloomed on her left hip, the ink work intricate and still so colorful as to suggest it had only recently been done.
"Truth or dare, Aunt Aster," he said.
"Jove…" Her voice had that warning tone again, so similar to his mother's.
He knew he was out of his mind, but his mind was no longer calling the shots. Stepping closer, Jove let the tip of his cock prod against the side of Aster's hip.
"Come on," he whispered. "Pick dare."
She didn't draw back, but her expression grew severe.
"Now why would I pick dare?" She bit her lower lip and her fingers grazed his cock for an instant. "I would be insane to pick anything other than truth, given how this game is going."
He stepped a little behind her, breathing against her neck. "Pick dare."
"If you think you're going to dare me into… whatever you're thinking… well, you should… think again!" She laughed and sucked in a breath as Jove risked letting his lips brush her neck.
She turned her face toward his and they finally shared a kiss that seemed to break the rules more than the game ever could. The sauna was heating up and their kiss grew more passionate amidst the billowing steam.
She melted into him, her fingers tangling through his hair. Jove groped her ass and let his kisses trace down to her neck. Aster suddenly laughed and reached down to pinch his butt as though trying to break a spell.
"Truth!" she said, with a horny and nervous laugh. "I pick truth."
"The truth then, Aunt Aster." He kissed her neck again. "Are you wet right now?"
"Oh fuck!"
Jove gently pushed Aster back onto one of the sauna's wooden benches. How much of it was the alcohol? How much was the strange thrill of the taboo? He wasn't sure, but he did know that the rest of it was her, impossibly gorgeous and forbidden and laying naked in front of him.
The heat from the sauna enveloped them, and Jove felt her skin against his as he shifted atop her, sticky in some places and slick with sweat in others. He kissed her again, her tongue dueling against his. Jove could taste the sweetness of her lips along with a hint of salt.
He got his true answer as he let the tip of his cock press between her legs. She was sopping wet, and he teased her with the tip of his cock, letting it brush against the entrance of her pussy. There was no more time for thinking or hesitation. He thrust forward, groaning as a few inches of his length sank into her tight cunt.
"Oh God!"
Aster wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him on. Jove obliged, pushing into her faster with the next thrust, and then the next, and the next. The wooden bench groaned underneath them, unsuited for the energy of the encounter.
His mind was a whirlwind of desire and disbelief as he thrust into Aster, her wetness enveloping him, her nails digging into his back. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breath hot and ragged in his ear. This was wrong, so wrong, but at the same time, impossible to deny.
Aster's moans echoed in the sauna, mingling with the hiss of steam. She met his thrusts with her own gyrations, her hips bucking wildly. Her eyes were closed, her face a mask of pleasure and regret. She bit her lower lip, as if trying to stifle a cry, and Jove could see the internal struggle playing out on her features.
He felt Aster's nails dig deeper into his back as she began to whisper in his ear. Her voice was low and husky, a stark contrast to the steam-filled sauna that enveloped them.
"This is so wrong..." she breathed, her words punctuated by the rhythm of their bodies moving together. "Fuck me, darling! Fuck me hard."
Each thrust felt like a violation and betrayal of the very fabric of his family, and a glorious violation, at that. The heat of the sauna only amplified the moment's intensity, making everything feel that much more illicit and taboo.
"You're so tight," he whispered. "Oh fuck! Aunt Aster!"
Jove's hips moved faster, driven by a primal urge that overpowered his rational thoughts. His cock slid in and out of Aster's velvety heat, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through his body.
Aster's moans grew louder, her breath hitching as Jove hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. Jove could feel her inner muscles clenching around his cock, milking him, urging him towards the edge.
His hands roamed over her body, groping her full breasts, pinching her hard nipples, sliding down to grip her hips. He could feel the softness of her skin, the firmness of her muscles, the heat of her body. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, consuming.
Her lips found his again and they shared a passionate, greedy kiss. Jove could feel the tension building inside him, his balls tightening, his cock throbbing. He was close, so close.
Aster's moans turned into a low, keening wail as she climaxed, her body shaking beneath him. The sensation of her inner muscles clenching around his cock, the sound of her pleasure, the feel of her body writhing beneath him, it was all too much.
Jove thrust into her one last time, his cock buried deep inside her as he came. His orgasm hit him like a tidal wave, his body shuddering, his vision going white. He could feel his cum spurting into her, marking her, claiming her.
"Fuck…" he groaned, still blissed out and only slowly coming back to his senses.
Aster lay sweaty and freshly fucked underneath him, eyes half-lidded as though she was also touching back down to reality. She suddenly stiffened, staring at him with shock as though waking up from a dream. The shame and guilt that stabbed through Jove in that moment was enough to take his breath away.
What the hell had he just gone and done?
Aster gently pushed him back, one hand against his chest, and rolled off the bench. She walked quickly toward the door before he could say anything, stopped and skipped back over to grab the bottle of tequila and her towel, and then left the sauna.