the one thing you can't live without.

Harlow exhaled the smoke from the cigarette she had successfully swiped from her uncle Johnny. She was eighteen in two weeks and while she knew if she got caught her dad would bitch at her about waiting two weeks she needed it to calm her nerves. She had accidentally walked in on her uncle Matt and Aunt Val the week prior and was still having flashbacks of it playing in her head. The way her uncle stared directly at her as he pounded into her aunt, both of them grunting and moaning in pleasure. The thought alone had her clamping her thighs together tightly.

Harlow groaned out softly because she knew thinking about what she saw had her wet again. She quickly finished off the cigarette and went inside, quietly going into her room and stripped naked. She was supposed to be home alone for the next couple hours so while she masturbated she could be as oval as she wanted to be.

Matt pulled into Brian's driveway, climbing out of his car and walking up to the front door. He'd left his phone charger here the night before and only realized it a little bit ago when his phone started dying. He unlocked the front door with his key since Brian and Michelle weren't home, walking in and shutting the door behind himself. He began looking around for his charger, sure Brian had probably moved it at this point.

Harlow let out a loud moan as she began rubbing her clit. She always loved when she was home alone because she knew she didn't have to worry about her mom or dad hearing her. The only reason she even knew she was loud was because her best friend Faith mentioned she was. So the brunette had to learn how to be quiet if she played with herself when her parents were home. Of course if she had to hold in her moans in her orgasms weren't as intense as the one she knew she'd have soon.

Matt looked up when he heard a soft noise coming from upstairs. He hadn't thought anyone was home. He walked towards the stairs and stopped at the bottom, looking up. Maybe Harlow knew where his charger was. He made his way up the stairs and down the hall towards her room.

Harlow let out another loud moan, moving her free hand to grope her breasts. She moved her fingers faster over her, cursing out loudly as she imagine Matt was fucking her. "Fuck," she moaned out. "Right fucking there." She moved to pinch and tease her nipples, her back arching off her bed as they became hard little nubs. "Make me come," she pleaded out loud.

Matt's eyes widened when he heard Harlow, unable to help the tightening in his jeans. He cursed quietly under his breath, squeezing his eyes shut. His brain was telling him to leave but his dick was telling him to stay and listen.

Harlow continued playing with her nipples and clit, her moans slowly becoming louder and almost seemingly more like she was screaming from pleasure. "Fuck I'm gonna come," she moaned. She began bucking her hips against her hand, moaning Matt's name out loudly as her orgasm washed over her body. She licked over her now dry lip, panting softly and she licked her fingers clean. The brunette laid flat on her bed, feeling a little guilty that she had gotten off to the thought of her uncle Matt fucking her. Even if he wasn't her blood related uncle his wife was her blood related aunt, so wanting him was definitely a big taboo.

Matt was completely caught off guard when she moaned his name. He sat there in shock for a moment before he reached up and knocked on the door. He knew he should probably just leave and wait for Brian to get back, but he was finding himself going against his better judgement.

Harlow was startled when she heard someone knock on her bedroom door. She quickly got under her covers to try and hide that she was naked. "Come in," she mumbled. Her face was flushed still from what she had done and her breathing was still slightly labored as well. Any idiot could easily figure out what she had just finished doing if they hadn't heard her moans.

Matt reached for the doorknob and opened the door, looking inside. "Hey Harlow," he greeted. He bit his lip and cleared his throat. "I was wondering if you knew where my charger was? I left it here last night."

"I think mom took it over to your place this morning," Harlow mumbled. "At least she said she planned to since her and Aunt Val had some errands to run together." She bit down on her bottom lip, her face flushing even more when she saw the outline of Matt's erection in his jeans. "How long were you listening for," she asked timidly.

Matt bit his lip. "A few minutes," he mumbled. He didn't want to admit it, because it was wrong, but he had no reason to lie. Anyone in the house could have heard her towards the end there and he didn't wait very long to knock on the door. So he couldn't have lied anyways.

"You aren't going to tell my parents are you," Harlow asked. Honestly if he had heard her at this point she didn't care. The brunette could consider them even since she has walked in on him having sex. "I really don't need mom or dad bitching at me for something else I did wrong lately."

Matt frowned. "Of course I'm not gonna tell them," he said. "You didn't do anything wrong." He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest. "If you want I can talk to your dad. Tell him to go easy on you."

Harlow bit down on her bottom lip as she listened to her uncle. He had just caught her moaning his name and masturbating. How was he acting so casually about it and even offering to help her out with her dad. "What's the catch," Harlow asked. "I know you and Zack usually spoil me but even Zack would crack and tell my dad what just happened."

Matt chuckled. "I'm not Zack," he said. "And I think we're pretty even." Plus he knew if Brian found out that Harlow had walked in on him and Val and Matt hadn't done anything to stop it, he'd get his ass handed to him.

"So I wasn't imaging it," Harlow mumbled. "You stared directly at me while you were fucking Aunt Val." She bit down hard on her bottom lip, her cheeks turning a shade of cherry red from embarrassment. She had just admitted out loud what had happened and what had caused her to be so turned on earlier. "Why didn't you do anything," she asked. Did he like being watched? Or was he in just as much shock as she had been?

Matt shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't think you would stare at me," he said. "I thought you would go away. But you didn't, and I didn't know what to do."

Harlow looked at Matt's crotch and then back at his face. "Do you normally stay rock hard this long," she asked. The brunette honestly wanted to know if her uncle was turned on by her. Of course she knew it would be beyond wrong to act upon it since he was married but the brunette wanted to know. "Did hearing me moan turn you on," she asked. The brunette normally wasn't so blunt about things when she asked but what was going on wasn't nessarily a normal situation for her.