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There were few things in the world more drawn to each other than an otter, and the water that was so plentiful around him.

"Wow, you're sure?"

"I could really use an extra set of paws in watching your cousins, after all," a comforting voice replied over the phone, pressed gently into the side of Jon's cheek. "And as far as I'm concerned, Melissa doesn't give you enough responsibility."

18 years of age could be a harrowing time in the life of an average being, and while Jon had been smart enough in his sexual endeavors, he knew other people near or at his age who hadn't been so lucky. The idea of helping to take care of kids turned him off in ways that he couldn't express, and though it wasn't the most appealing thought in the world, he knew what the stakes were.

"Just how much help are you going to need, Aunt Mindy?"

"You can just call me Mindy, Jon...and I'll just need a little extra assistance in getting them dressed, since I can't go into the men's locker room. Once you help out with that, you're free to run about the water park however you please."

A few minutes of dealing with an insecure child, in exchange for an entire afternoon riding rides and hanging out in the wave pool? Sign me up! Jon thought, though he was much more tactful with his words. "I think I can handle that, Aunt Mindy."

"Mindy. Just Mindy. I'll be over to pick you up in a little bit, Jon. I already spoke with Melissa about it, so she knows not to expect you back until later."

Jon found it rather odd that his aunt would be telling him to throw out a prefix so easily, but then again, she hadn't seen him anytime recently, and he wasn't the young teenager that she once knew. He was 18 years old, and in as much, he felt all of the same, false sense of adulthood that many other people his age felt. Just the idea that Mindy said he deserved more responsibility made him feel like puffing his chest out, and no doubt, he was grinning.

"Sounds great, A-...Mindy," Jon replied, doing his best to keep from saying 'aunt,' but still letting the first sound pass his lips. "I'll definitely be ready when you get here."

"Good. I don't like to be kept waiting, and the kids are getting impatient," Mindy pointed out. Jon could hear the sounds of eager, rambunctious children jumping around and cheering in the background. He felt that much older at the thought of having been that young himself, only a few years earlier, and having the same lack of patience that came along with it. That sense of comparison only served to increase his mature bravado, to the point that by the time his aunt arrived, he was brimming with confidence, feeling more like an adult than he ever had.

It felt like the fifteen minute wait was little more than a few seconds, and Jon barely left himself time to squeeze into his swim trunks and throw on a plain, blue t-shirt before his aunt simply walked in the front door, as if it were her own house.

"Who's ready to have a good time, guys?!" Jon asked, leaning over and high-fiving his younger cousins, trying to act more like their absent father than their cousin.

**

For living so close to the water park itself, Jon didn't attend the place very often. It was a very expensive trip to make on a daily, or even a weekly basis, and it was much cheaper to go for a dip in the local creek, or even sneak into a neighbor's pool after dark.

Somehow, it seemed that Mindy could see right through his intentions, and Jon could feel her eyes roaming over him the entire way to the park. It was an unusual sensation, especially coming from a relative, but she was able to drive all the same, and he thought it might just be in his own head. After all, the excitement of getting into the water park for free left his nerve endings tingling, and his lips curled in an eager smile, one that Mindy was reciprocating inch for inch.

"Get the boys changed," Mindy reminded him, as she headed into her own locker room, "And then you're free to do whatever with the day. You boys do whatever cousin Jon says, okay?"

"Okay!" two young, high-pitched voices wailed in unison. As happy as Jon looked to be there, his joy was nothing compared to the beaming smiles of his cousins, who ran right past him and into the men's locker room.

Of course, Jon was respectful about the entire process. His cousins were young, but not so young that they needed help changing; they were just too young to be left on their own. Jon handed each of them a pair of swim trunks and pointed them toward a small booth on the wall, and each one took turns getting into their suits with a surprising amount of ease.

Jon crossed his arms and chuckled as the boys stood in front of him, bouncing up and down in their excitement. "You two are way better behaved than I was at that age," Jon suggested, giving them a fitting compliment. "Aunt Mindy sure is doing a great job of raising you!"

It was even more surprising, when Jon factored in their puma heritage. He could remember his mother telling him constantly about the kind of trouble that Aunt Mindy got into, and even though she was still a rather attractive woman in her early 40's, he just couldn't believe the stories. She didn't have an air of mischief about her as the tall tales would lend one to think, and having a pair of well behaved children made it nearly impossible to believe.

"Well, look at the three of you!" Mindy called out, her lips curled in a satisfied smile as Jon emerged with his cousins. "Did you boys listen to your cousin?"

"Yes!" They called out again, speaking with such perfect timing that Jon felt like the entire thing was scripted. "Thanks, cousin Jon!"

_Do these two have one of those mind-meld things that I keep hearing about between siblings?_Jon wondered, raising a brow at the kids as they ran to Mindy, each one hugging one of her legs. Jon watched and chuckled, seeing what he couldn't deny was a cute moment...but his lip hung open for a moment when he finally looked up and followed those thighs to the rest of his aunt.

They were thick, but not in such a way that was off-putting. She had a special kind of body that was clearly widened by childbirth, and yet, she'd done the best that she could with it; there was an alluring tone to her thighs, and though her hips were wide, they moved and popped with a gentle sway as she walked back toward Jon with the boys in tow. Eager, naughty eyes continued to roam up her body, through the thin, smooth fields of her delicately groomed fur, to the spot where her tummy was entirely exposed. Her bikini was modest for a young girl in her prime, but perhaps a little risque for a woman her age, and yet...Jon wouldn't have dared to say such a thing.

He couldn't manage a single word, even when Mindy wrapped her arms around his upper back and pressed her breasts into his own flat, bare chest. "You're such a helpful, young man, Jon. How can I ever repay you?"

"G-gu...uh..." Jon felt his lips trembling as his arms lifted up to his sides, but they couldn't quite wrap around his aunt's back. The younger cousins, of course, didn't think there was a thing wrong. "Th-this is payment enough, Mindy," Jon tried to suggest, even if his voice was weak in attempting such. "Thank you, r-really!"

"Such a modest boy, too!" Mindy replied, making sure that her entire body was pressed to Jon's as she spoke. Jon was sure that it was all just his imagination, but he could feel a warmth on the front of his swim trunks that wasn't there before...not until his aunt's groin was firmly planted against his.

To say that this was more than an ordinary hug was an understatement.

"Well, I've kept these boys waiting long enough. Shall we hit the lazy river, kids?" Mindy asked, to an immediate and deafening cheer. She giggled, the sound teasing all the way through Jon's cheek and up into his ear, his whole muzzle tickled by the vibrations of the sensual sound. "I'd say that's a yes...have fun today, Jon. I'm sure we'll be catching up with you later."

Jon felt a final, extra squeeze around his body before Mindy finally released him. He was still standing there, frozen in place with his arms faintly hanging. A pair of girls were walking into the locker room as his aunt walked away, and they couldn't keep from giggling as he stood there, his cheeks deeply flushed, his arms paralyzed, and his member, unbeknownst to him, starting to tent upright.

It wasn't until a gentle breeze caressed over the flesh and brought him back to reality that he realized how firm his cock had become, and suddenly, finding somewhere to hide seemed like a wonderful idea.

**

Excess excitement left Jon sprawled out over a folding chair in the presence of the wave pool within a matter of just a few hours.

Though he considered himself to be the 'older cousin,' he hadn't entirely grown out of the habit of wearing himself down rapidly and feeling a bit unwell when all was said and done. He'd managed to climb his way to the top of every slide within a window of three hours, and though the fun and adrenaline rush was enough to keep him moving at first, it was slowly wearing down, until he finally crashed upon a chair with a bottle of water and ended up falling asleep.

The shade of the umbrella that he was nestled under kept him from moving too much, even as the occasional passerby walked near him and checked to make sure that he was still breathing. He always was; he was just a teenager doing what they did best when they weren't eating, running, or goofing off.

After all of the tall talk from his aunt about how responsible she thought he was, there couldn't be a worse person to happen upon him at such a moment.

"Looks like you're all finished enjoying the water park already, Jon. Feels like a waste of my money for you to be sleeping already."

The voice barely registered to Jon's sleeping mind, but his small, rounded ears did still flicker, picking up on the vibrations from a voice that was familiar, and at the same time, sensual.

"You sure know how to pick the perfect spot to rest, though," the voice spoke again, as a thick, powerful figure came to sit next to Jon on the folding chair. "Just a little shade, but plenty of sun to keep you warm...you must be simply baking under those trunks, my dear."

Still, there wasn't enough sound to rustle Jon awake, but there was plenty enough action to jar him into existence, as he felt a lightly-furred paw creeping up along the inside of his thigh. It was a delicate touch, and so accurate that it couldn't have been an accident. "Nngff...nmmm?! A-Aunt Mindy?!"

"Shhh..." she shushed her nephew, letting her paw continue to crawl up the inside of his leg. His whole body was jumping just slightly at the touch, finding it to be so ticklish that he couldn't keep still. "Easy now, Jon. Just relax...you could simply be dreaming, after all, and I don't think you'd want to wake up right now."

Jon blinked hard, opened his eyes wide, and then narrowed them at such a prospect. "I'm definitely awake," he told her, his ears flattening in shyness as Mindy continued, allowing her sharp, deadly claws to tickle and tease under his fur as she stopped her touch just short of his covered bulge. "And I'm not sure what the hell you think you're doing, but-

"That's no way to talk to your favorite aunt," Mindy suggested. "Especially not when she's doing something so nice for you!"

"What you're doing is trying to get us kicked out!" Jon replied, his voice a loud whisper, nearly drawing the attention of some of the people relaxing around them. It was a wonderful day to be at the water park, and naturally, there were more than a few people resting around the area, making it impossible for Jon to even pretend that they had privacy. "Mindy, y-you can't do this!"

"Do what?" she asked, her voice so innocent that Jon really believed for a moment that she didn't think she was doing anything wrong. In truth, she didn't."I'm just thanking you, Jon...there's nothing unusual about that."

Jon squirmed as he felt the paw along his swim trunks finally dip under and through the netting of the shorts, until the very tips of her claws were tickling the underside of his scrotum. "T-this...this is a very unusual way to thank me! Especially out here in the open! You've gotta stop...s-stop before we get caught!"

"You still haven't told me what to stop doing," Mindy replied, offering Jon a quick wink as she leaned over in the chair and moved a little closer to his body, laying next to him on an adjacent chair and grinning so wide that her fangs peeked out from her muzzle. She was just trying to get him to say what she was doing, and no doubt, he was too bashful to utter such words in public. "Should I stop doing thiiiiiis?" she asked, her voice inflecting up as she stroked a single pawtip between each of his balls and moving them around with a devilishly gentle touch.

Grunting and biting his lower lip to keep from crying out, Jon shuddered in his chair, barely able to contain his panic. "Y-yes, Mindy! That's...that's not..." he trailed off as he felt a second pawtip moving forth to fondle the sensitive orbs between his thighs, giving him the option to moan aloud, or whimper in pathetic silence. He opted for the latter, but knew that he wouldn't be able to keep his voice down if his aunt kept it up. This feels good... way too good...what the hell...I'm enjoying this?! She's your freaking aunt, dude!

"Not what?" Mindy quickly asked, flickering an ear and letting her paw come to a halt upon her nephew's sack. "Not okay? It sure seems to be, if those grunts are any sort of indication," she suggested, clearly having no qualms about fooling around with a member of her own family tree, even in a public setting. "Oooh... and what's this? Feels like there's no fluff in that bulge, after all...nothing but thick, tasty flesh. I have to admit, Jon...I was wondering about it the moment that I set eyes on it."

"Mi-Mindy...you can't be serious!"

"But I am," she shot back, licking her lips as she lifted the end of his shorts, just enough that she could peer into the end of his swimwear. It wasn't a completely naked look, but she could see just enough of his shaft to give a rumble of delight, and a mere look would never sate her curiosity. She wrapped her paw right around the base and gave it a light squeeze, holding it gently in her paws and delighting at just how pleasant it felt against her fur. "Guess I should have known that my sister's son would have a nice, thick cock...I think it might be even bigger than your father's!"

Jon felt his mind turning to mush from the lustful touch of his aunt, but worse still was the way that his thoughts were sent into a whirlwind at the prospect of Mindy knowing anything about his father's manhood. He tried not to drown in a sea of confusion as Mindy pressed onward, using one of her skillful, experienced paws to gently stroke and tug at his cock while the other fondled his sack and tugged at the thin, taut flesh, as if she were trying to turn it pliable. "We...we really c-can't keep this up, Mindy..."

"Why not?"

"Because we'll get c...caaaaaaaught..." Jon groaned, his voice nearly failing him as he felt Mindy slide her paw along the backside of his sack, smoothing the tender and sensitive flesh over until she reached the small patch of flesh between his genitals and his tailhole...and the latter was clearly her target.

Just one gentle, soft poke against the waiting pucker was all it took to leave Jon completely speechless, and Mindy grinning like a fool. "And just like your father, you've got the same little weakness...the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree, does it?"

Shuddering heavily at the touch and fearing that he might end up losing his cool entirely, Jon bit down fiercely on his lower lip and gripped the edges of the chair with his paws. His short, sharp claws dug into the cheap plastic of the poolside chair as he clung to it with all that he had left, unable to even try to stop his aunt in her assault, and even further, he couldn't deny just how amazing her advances felt.

Behind a silent, whimpering gasp, Jon tilted his gaze to his aunt and felt that he might be looking into the eyes of a lustful demoness. They were deep and filled with desire, but narrowed upon him like he were nothing more than a target; he was merely her plaything for the afternoon, and familial lines meant nothing to her. "Min...dy...d-don't, please don't!"

"You just want me to stop because you're afraid you'll cream your shorts..." Mindy replied, her voice so casual that no one would have guessed what kind of a forbidden act she was performing, if they heard her. "But I don't know if I can get my pawtip far enough up your asshole to make you finish! I hope you don't mind if I try..."

The lack of proper lubrication left Jon a more than a little uncomfortable, but the sheer mental thrill of the moment helped his body past that hurdle. The greater struggle was keeping his hips still as his own aunt jerked him off at a public pool and buried her fingertip deeper and deeper into his ass, slipping right past the tight, heated pucker with the kind of incestuous intent that simply wouldn't be denied. Jon was gasping within seconds, and each passing moment, he could feel Mindy gently bouncing her pawtip in and out of his body, and while he winced and groaned all along, her expression never changed. Her eyes never left his own; her smirk was unwavering.

"I don't w-want us to get k-kicked out of the pool!" Jon tried to protest, his voice a hurried whisper as his aunt began to join him in a subtle panting. He knew that he was leaking precum into her paw, and if anything, her grin only grew wider as she collected the thin, slippery mess within her palm and worked it back into his flesh. "If we get caught..."

"We won't get caught," Mindy interrupted him. Naturally, she didn't have any evidence to back up the claim, and surely, a few of the people who were walking by knew exactly what was going on, and yet, other than the occasional hidden giggle, no one was saying anything. No one had reported anything.

They were just going to let Mindy finish her nephew off in public.

"Is my little Johnny gonna cum in his auntie's paw?" she asked, taunting him as she stroked his cock in short, choppy movements at the base, her pace all the more vigorous as she kept on working his asshole. Jon was plenty loose around her invading digit, giving his aunt full access to his backside and leaving her to finger him that much faster as he neared his peak, and just at the thought of doing such a thing in a public place, he bought himself some time.

There was more than panic, at that thought. " Mindy! Nnngh...I c-can't...I just can't!" Jon tried to argue with her, but she only plunged her pawtip deeper into his anus at the sentiment, trying to force the last of his words out so that the only thing left would be shrill, orgasmic bliss. "If we get caught, my mom will never forgive me! Nnngh... Aunt Mindy...I t-think I'm gonna...g-gonna cum..."

The familiar tightness in his tummy was beginning to creep in, and Jon felt warmth rushing to his cheeks at the thought of what was to come. He'd finally accepted and even embraced his fate, deciding that he might as well enjoy the moment if he were going to get banned from the pool for life, but as his aunt gave him a quick wink, and he waited for the final touch...it never came.

There was an emptiness, one that was delightful in a way, and yet, that feeling didn't give him any sexual pleasure. It gave his tired asshole a breath of relief, but it didn't actually bring him any closer to orgasm. Only seconds later, Mindy slipped her paw free from her nephew, wiping his own precum along the inside of his thigh as she did, uncaring of the way his face twisted up in disgust at the sensation. His member still throbbed against the tight, gripping confines of his swim trunks as Mindy released him, and the stain of precum bubbling through was clear for anyone to see, but that wink wasn't a sign that he was being granted release.

It was a sign that their fun had come to an end.

"You're a good boy, Jon..." Mindy whispered, as she took a subtle taste of the remaining, slick fluid on her paw. She let out one last rumble of delight before she stood up and adjusted the bottom of her bathing suit, trying to hide the fact that the moisture building around her crotch had nothing to do with the water she'd been in only minutes earlier. "Thank you so much for helping me watch the kids today. I'll be calling on you again...but for now, I'd better go find them."

For a moment, Jon felt horribly irresponsible. He'd become so sexually enamored with his own aunt that he forgot to even consider the location of the boys. They'd been wandering around unattended, and Jon could only imagine just how long that had been going on. It was enough to fill him with panic again...but one that he couldn't act on as his cock immediately tripped his legs and left him flopped against a chair.

He could hear Mindy giggling as she walked off, clearly unconcerned with the whereabouts of her children. She trusted them well enough, and for being such a fun subject, she made sure to lift her tail so that Jon could shamelessly admire her backside as she left him, wanting him to remember just how much fun they'd had together that afternoon.

"You know I'll be happy to answer the call," Jon murmured under his breath, wishing that he could simply flop over into the chair and act like he hadn't tripped on his own erection. He'd have to take care of the problem sooner or later, of course, and he wasn't quite as daring as his exhibitionist aunt, but she'd left him with plenty to think about on the car ride home...and even more to think about that evening when he got into bed.