My Nephew and my Hot Tub – Part 1

Hey everyone this is my first shot at writing a fictional sex story. Hope you like it. I’ll write a follow up sometime if you enjoy it. Comments please, only thing that’ll keep me writing. Tell me what you like, etc.



Hi, my name’s Rebecca and I’m 37. I guess to start; I’ll give you a visual of me. I’m 5’10 and have short brown hair. My tits are natural 36 Ds that are more plump than saggy and my body is fairly tone, but for a white girl I’ve got a bit of a ghetto booty that I’m pretty proud of. I’m tan, but since I do most of mine outside by the pool, I have white triangle tan lines over by areolas from my bikini, and a thong type tan lines over my pussy which has a little landing strip.
I was married for a couple of years in my twenties, but got divorced before having any children of my own and have never remarried. Over the years, I’ve seen guys here and there, but never really felt like getting remarried. So, a lot of nights I spend alone and have settle with masturbating to fill my sexual needs. My favorite way of getting off has become sitting in the hot tub in my back yard and letting the jets massage my clit until I shuttered and collapse in ecstasy.


My younger sister Susan has a little boy named Mark who is ten and I’ve always loved playing with him and keeping him when my sister needed someone to babysit. Her husband works out of town a lot. So whenever she wants to go out with her friends, I usually get the call to keep Mark.

Last summer a night like that came up. Susan called and asked if I could keep Mark while she went out for drinks with friends one Friday night. I said “Sure, bring him on over after school”. I had gotten off work a little early that afternoon and came home and fixed a pitcher of Margaritas for myself and commenced to lying out by the pool to work on my tan and read one of those cheesy romance novels. I was about half way into the pitcher when Susan stopped by with Mark around four. We chatted for a bit and then Susan headed off to meet her friends for happy hour.

I told Mark to go get his swim trunks on and we’d play in the pool a bit before eating something for dinner. He came back out and we got in the pool and proceeded to splash and play. I continued to sip Margaritas throughout the next hour or so. Mark decided we should have a cannonball contest of the diving board. Mark went first, and I cheered him on, he made a pretty good splash for a ten year old. He said “You’re next Aunt Becky!”

I was wearing one of my skimpy thong bikinis since I had been tanning that day, and I climbed up the ladder to head towards the diving board. I noticed Mark kind of gazing at my ass as I headed up the ladder, but I just kind of ignored it, he’s only ten ya know. I noticed I was a little tipsy as I stepped on the diving board, but I took a couple steps and went for my best cannonball in years.