My Aunt
When I was young my aunt kept me. She was actually my fathers 2nd cousin so saying she was an aunt was not incorrect but her looks didn’t come from our branch of the family tree. Wanda was a very attractive woman even with her small frame and a little extra padding around the middle, she was a living doll. Her “F” or “G” cup tits is what made her stand out from the crowd and her face was that of a living doll. So beautiful and how did she get in this family?
I was putting together the family tree and during a reunion I was showing the family what I had. She told me she had a lot of information and didn’t want to take the time to add it at the reunion and asked that I call during the next week and if she was available during the next weekend she would like to add her information to the tree.
That next week I called and Saturday afternoon around 4:00 PM is when I would meet her at her house. I arrived to find that her husband and son were leaving for an overnight fishing trip at the lake. As they were leaving I talked to them for a moment. Walking up to the house I saw Wanda standing outside to greet me.
Wanda was wearing a red knit blouse that was hugging those big tits and a black knee length skirt and matching short heels. She looked class and dressy. I had on cut-off’s and a t-shirt. Fortunately I had showered before I left home so I didn’t feel too bad. Seeing her dressed up I asked if she was going out. She put her hands on her hips and smirked at me and the wagged her finger and said that she had a date with her handsome nephew, and she gave me that beautiful Wanda smile. She reached for me and I got my usual hug and cheek kiss. She invited me inside and told me she had prepared some snacks. I told Wanda that she looked beautiful and I looked so terrible. She poo-pooed it and held the door open for me. She was holding a glass of wine and for her that looked so feminine. Trying to be cute, I asked if I could have some wine and she gave me that big smile and said, “Of course, you can have whatever you want, let’s go inside.”
She lead me into the kitchen where she had some little sandwiches made, with the crusts cut off, she had little cheese cubes, chips, pretzels and some dip and some sliced beef and ham. It looked like she was ready for a party and it smelled good. She poured me a little wine in a glass. I tasted it and it was surprisingly good, not bitter, but somewhat sweet. She filled the glass and said, “Drink up darling”. She then suggested we go to the dining room.
She put her arm around my waist as we walked to her dining room where I sat my folded paper family tree chart on the dining table along with my notepad and camera. She looked over the chart and asked me to please go get the tray of food so we could snack while she sat and talked with me about the chart. We both sat, side by side and true to form, she had her hand on my arm, while pointing and talking about names on the chart and beginning to tell me stories. I was making notes.
She began standing and eventually bent over the table and began writing on the chart. I was standing next to her and as she was bent over the table I couldn’t help but notice her cute little ass. It was so nice looing in her black skirt. I was watching her ass move as she reached around the table making notes and talking and was being a little giddy with stories she was telling. All the while I was looking at her ass and how her breasts were resting on the paper. (That was now hallowed paper in my mind.)
Seeing her bent over the table was just too much for me. I took a picture of her in that position and made sure the photo included her tits on the paper. She looked over at me and asked why I took a picture. I told her that she looked like she was in deep thought and it looked like a good photo op. Damn if that long black skirt didn’t thwart my wishes to look up her dress. I could see the outline of her panties but I was imagining how her bare ass looked, and my hormones and mind began racing.
We stood for a while and then we sat, she was so excited and it showed in the way she talked. She would reach out to hold my hand and then stand again beside me while I sat. She would put her hand on my shoulder, always wanting to touch. When we sat, she would hold my arm as if we were strolling through a park enjoying the afternoon. I loved how she was always touching me.
As we talked in the dining room we went through 2 bottles of wine. We ate from the tray of goodies and then she got up and said, “Stay right here, I have a surprise!” and she returned with her delicious peanut butter cookies. My favorites! I gave her a big hug.
After she had added as much to the family tree as she could remember, she wanted to show me pictures of people and this is where I began taking photos of her pictures. She pointed to a couple of albums and asked me to carry them to the living room and set them on the coffee table. As I was picking them up, she picked up our wine glasses and carried them behind me. She sat on the sofa and asked me to go open another bottle of wine and bring it. I did. When I returned she held out her wine glass and said, “Please fill me my handsome man” and I filled her glass. She then picked up mine and said, “Yours too.”
I sat the bottle down and sat beside her. After I sat, she had her hand on my arm and her other hand on my knee. It was a little after 6:00 PM and I was getting a little anxious because I told my girlfriend we would go to a movie that night. We sat and drank the wine as Wanda asked me questions about things I did in high school and what I was doing now that I was in college. She asked about my family on the other side of the family tree. She was holding onto me the whole time. We went through that bottle of wine and all the cheese and crackers in about 30 minutes. She asked about my girlfriend and I told a little about her and then I asked if I could call her to let her know I was going to be late.
Wanda feigned being jealous with that charismatic smile of hers and asked me to bring a fresh bottle of wine back after I talked to her. Then she paused and asked, “Can you stay longer? I never get to see you and I want to spend time with you.” I told her that I would stay until she chased me off. She smiled as I stood up and she pulled on my hand. When I turned around she leaned upward. She wanted to give me a cheek kiss so I leaned down and she kissed me on the cheek and said, “Now, go, hurry, my glass is almost empty.”
I called my girlfriend and she was not happy. She just couldn’t understand why it was taking my aunt so long to add info to a stupid piece of paper or why she couldn’t just write it down and mail them to me. I explained that I had not seen her in so long and we were just catching up with one another. My girlfriend did not like that and began her jealous rant; I’d heard it before, so I hung up on her. Fortunately, that was before caller ID and she also didn’t know the number.
When I returned with the fresh bottle of wine Wanda held out her glass for me to fill and then she picked up mine again and I filled it. I took my seat next to her and she tightly held my arm and said, “I didn’t intend to snoop; but, did I overhear one side of an argument?” I apologized and told her that my girlfriend can be jealous of anyone giving me any attention. If anyone showed me the least bit of attention, then she would get jealous.
Wanda was watching my eyes as I was telling her and she said, “Well she does know I’m your aunt right?” She sat there for a few moments, and she let go of my arm and slid it around my waist and said, “You were mine before you were her’s, so I claim first dibs.” She was pulling me tight and hugging me. I could feel her big breasts all against my arm and side and it felt fantastic.
Wanda then opened a photo album and showed me various pictures. I was looking where she would point and when she would talk I would look at her eyes and watch her lips. We sat there for another 30 minutes or so and talked. She was so enjoyable. We emptied that bottle of wine and as she was pouring the final drop into my glass she said, “Kind sir, we are out, would you please go and return with a freshly opened bottle of libations?” (it was something like that although I don’t recall the exact phrasing)
I did and returned with another bottle. This was the 5th bottle in less than 4 hours. I began to feel a little bad about hanging up on my girlfriend. I asked Wanda if I ought to call and apologize. She squeezed my knee and said, “Let me ask you something”. I looked at her and she moved her hand from my knee to my arm, always touching me. She said, “You should not have hung up on her; however, if she was being obstinate then that is a seed that can’t be allowed to grow.”
I didn’t know what Wanda was telling me other than I needed do something about my girlfriends’ jealousy. Before I could respond Wanda asked bluntly, “Are you two screwing?” I guess the question shocked me as I never expected Wanda to say anything like that. Wanda, until now, always came across as prim and proper as she was well educated with a masters or something like that.
I didn’t know how to answer and in my hesitation, as she was sipping her wine, she said, “Well, it’s obvious you are and you’re trying to tell me in a nice way or you’re trying find an appropriate lie.” She smiled so sweetly again as she pulled the wine glass from her lips and followed, “Darling, it’s good that you have an outlet for physical needs and I would be very surprised if you had to resort to self-gratification. You’re just too handsome not to have someone willing to offer themselves to you.” More shock on my part but she continued, “Let her be the one you play with until you find your soulmate.” She leaned her head sideways and looked at me and smiled and said, “Just play carefully! Use those rubber things, ok?
I was shocked at what she had said. This was my very proper aunt Wanda that was everyone’s darling, truly southern lady, being very vocal and direct to me about having sex. She was talking to me like, well, kind of like a very close friend. I sat there and nodded my head to tell her that I understood.
She held fast to my arm and reached up to kiss me on the cheek. All the hugging and rubbing her big breasts against my arm and side was really getting my hormones racing; and, now she is telling me to be careful and fuck with rubbers. It was a little arousing and I could feel myself not quite hard but it wouldn’t take much to give me a full-on boner. One thing was certain, when I got to my girlfriend that night, after my apology for missing the movie, I was going to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, rubber or not!
Wanda then admitted, “Ok, I’m feeling pretty good, I’m relaxed and as you can tell, I’m being very open and honest with you.” She took another sip of her wine and then added, “How are you feeling? Are you feeling dizzy or lightheaded. Do you feel good and happy?” I noticed myself watching how her lips touched the wine glass. She would tilt her head one way and then the other and it was so sexy in the way that she would move her hair that fell across her face and she would brush it out of the way without pausing in conversation.
I told her that I felt fine and that I felt good and I was relaxed.
This is where we both paused talking. We both looked at one another for a few seconds without saying a word. She was smiling and she raised a hand to pat my cheek and then placed it on my arm. In this silence I began remembering the times that I jacked myself off thinking of Wanda’s tits. How many times did I cum remembering how her tits felt against my chest when she would hug me whenever I saw her? I was getting hard thinking about that and I had caught so many glimpses of her big tits tonight.
Breaking the silence, I told Wanda, "I always loved your cheek kisses." She smiled at me and again reached up to give me a little kiss on the cheek. I was in heaven! I think the wine I had drank over the past 4 hours was getting to me. I wasn’t drunk but I felt so relaxed and Wanda was looking so beautiful, but that just came natural for her.
Yes, she was my aunt but she was beautiful. I got brave. I leaned toward her. She smiled and tilted her head as she turned her cheek toward me because she assumed I was going to kiss her cheek. Instead, I placed my fingers under her chin I turned her head toward me and kissed her on the lips. The kiss lasted for a while. Long enough that I could feel the texture of her lips, taste the wine and remaining lipstick as my tongue touched her lips. I closed my eyes to absorb every little nuance of that kiss. I noticed that she returned the kiss, that little bit of suction when two peoples’ lips touch. That was a slight surprise. I pulled away slowly with that slight kissing sound. When I opened my eyes I noticed that she had closed her eyes too.
My cock was now hard as a rock and I felt it escape from the elastic of my ‘tighty-whiteys’! It then occurred to me that my short pants were tight and she had to be able to see it and I could feel me also getting wet and I knew it would show through the material.
I slowly pulled away. She still had her hand on my arm and the wine glass in her other hand. She sat there, opening her eyes slowly and looked at me. Her look wasn't one of surprise but maybe a look you give someone when you’re waiting for what was next.
She just sat there with that expression. I backed away a little and said something like “Ummm, sorry?.” (or something similar).
She still had her hand on my arm and she squeezed my arm and spoke, "Well,….umm, Liam, ….I… ummm, wasn't expecting that!"
I looked her in the eyes. She wasn’t upset. With apprehension I said, “Ummm, I’ve always wanted to kiss you on the lips and it just kinda happened.”
She pulled away from my arm, sat her glass on the table and put both hands in her lap and then looked around the room slowly as if trying to figure out what to say.
She said, "Do you like the wine darling?”
I told her that I did. She then asked me, “Did you forget that I am your aunt?” She paused to wait for my confirmation but I couldn’t find the words. I lost my ability to think. She tilted her head a little and winked at me and said, “That was very sweet of you. But, I’m thinking the wine might have helped you with that. Am I right?”
I told her, “No, I don’t think so. I’ve always wanted to kiss you on the lips and to hug you tightly.” Ok that kind of came out without me thinking it through.
Wanda asked, “Why?”
Ok, what do I say now. I came out with, “I just….ummmm…. I don’t know it’s just something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.” Yeah, it sounded better in my mind than when I said it.
She began smiling and asked, “Are you drunk! Now you going have to stay here to sober up before I let you leave.” She was almost laughing and she patted my cheek and pinched it a little. Why do some women pinch like that?
I told her, “I’m sorry, I guess I shouldn’t have done it. It’s just…..” She cut me off and held her hand up to my mouth and said, “Shhhh. Be quite. No apology necessary. It was unexpected but sweet. I enjoyed the way you… just took it. It was assertive, but gentle.”
She reached for her glass. I did the same. She asked, “Should you drink anymore?”
I said, “I’ve already embarrassed myself.” I took a sip and then I said, “Your husband Robert is so lucky, he can kiss you whenever he wants to.”
Wanda just sat for a moment and nodded and said, “Mmmm, yes, when he wants to he can.”
She leaned toward me and said, “I’m still surprised you kissed me like you did it; but, I have to ask, do you kiss your other aunts on the lips.”
The thought of that ran through my mind and it was revolting. I shook my head no and told her that I’d never do that.
She nodded her head and with a slight smile she said, “So I’m the lucky aunt to get kissed by you like that?”
I nodded my head that she was. A few moments of silence and then I said, “I wish I was married to you.” She looked at me a little puzzled and I tried to make a correction, “I mean, it would be nice to be married to someone like you.”
She leaned closer to me and said, “Now I feel like I ought to kiss you, that was very sweet. I think I know what you mean so let’s leave it like that, ok darling?”
I took a deep breath and tried to relax. I sipped the wine but it was going to my head and I was wondering if I would regret kissing Wanda tomorrow.
While I was sitting there in silence with Wanda, she said, “It is nice to know that someone would like to be married to me. I think it would be good to get attention like this every once in a while.” She stopped talking for a moment and then she reached for the wine bottle. It had just a little in it. She poured it in my glass and said, “I appreciate what you said. It would be very nice to be married to someone that got tongue tied when they were trying to explain why they kissed me unexpectedly.” She paused and looked at the now empty wine bottle and said, “I’m going to go get another bottle.” With that she got up and went to the kitchen.
She was gone a while and then I heard what sounded like crying. I sat for a few moments, but, curious, I got up and went to the kitchen. She had her back to me and was drying her tears with a towel. I asked if what I did made her cry. She shook her head no. I walked toward her and put my hand on her shoulder and she said, “I’ll be back in there in a moment. I’m going to go fix my face.”
I backed away and she moved toward the hallway and with her back to me still she said, “Marriage can be tough. There are trials and tribulations that you go through that just come at you unexpectedly. Sometimes life comes at you with joy and love and then it can be just the opposite.” She stopped talking and I stood still waiting for her to walk down the hallway. She turned around and I could see her makeup had messed up.
She smiled and said, “I look like a clown, I know.” She continued wiping her eyes and taking the makeup off as best she could with the towel. She walked toward me and put her arms around me and hugged me. I lightly hugged her back and she said, “Damn you! You’re so sweet and in another time I’d be yours if you wanted me.”
I didn’t know what to say. Then she let go of me and backed up a few steps and said, “He has not touched me in over 2 years. He has not said anything sweet to me like he used to do. He can’t even do his….ummmm…..manly thing with me. It’s some kind of something that happens to some men so because he can’t do that I guess he thinks I’m not supposed to want the closeness or intimacy any longer either. I am so angry at him for ignoring me like that.” She wiped her eyes and took another step back and said, “Liam, I’m so sorry, you didn’t need to hear that or even know it, I don’t know why I told you that shit. Just forget I said it, Ok?”
I nodded my head and said, “Ok.” I had no idea what she was even talking about. It sounded like her husband wasn’t screwing her and was ignoring her because he had some kind of problem with his dick. I didn’t know anything about that. It was news to me that it could happen.
She said, “Take the wine back to the living room, fill my glass and yours if you want more, and I’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’t you dare leave.” She turned and walked down the hallway to her bedroom. Oh my goodness, that walk was so beautiful.
Returning to the living room I filled her glass and put a little more in mine. I sat on the sofa and thought about the kiss I gave her and how to apologize for it. In a few minutes she came back out. She had washed all the makeup off her face. She looked just a little different, but those eyes and smile were the same. She walked over to the stereo and put on some slow music and turned and said, “Dance with me.”
I didn’t know how to dance and told her. She wasn’t taking no for an answer and took me by the hand and pulled me off the sofa. She showed me how to hold her and we just moved to the music. I had my hands on her hips and she had her hands on my shoulders. We were looking at one another and doing that simple box step and moving in slow circles.
She was talking about the music and different types that she liked. That was the night that I fell in love with slow jazz because that is what was playing on the stereo. I noticed that she took one arm and put it around my neck and kept one on my shoulder. I was trying not to get to close to her because her tits were up against my chest and my dick was hard. When she put her arm around my neck she mentioned that she was happy that I was there. She talked a little about how she was being ignored and that since I kissed her, she was curious if I might be interested in doing it again and said that she would like to see what it was like to feel desired and wanted again. Then she asked, “Would you think I was terrible if I asked you to kiss me again?” I leaned down and touched her lips and we kissed like we did before but this time it was longer.
She pulled herself closer to me and I put my arms around her waist. I could feel the full mass of both titties against my chest. They felt so good. We just stood in one spot and moved in a circle and held one another close while we kissed. I felt my dick getting hard and I pushed away just a little. She stopped kissing and said, “Don't pull away! I want to see how it feels against me. I know you’re hard.”
I didn’t know what to think. I began kissing her again and this time I pushed my tongue in between her lips. She parted her lips and let me probe her mouth. I felt her tongue playing with mine and then she closed her mouth and began sucking on my tongue and playing with the tip of my tongue with her tongue.
I had stopped dancing and was kissing her and hugging her tightly. She pulled away and said, “Is this how you wanted to kiss me?” I told her that it was. We began kissing again. She had both hands on the back of my head holding me to her. I moved a hand from behind her and around to her breasts and took one breast and felt of her and then squeezed it. She stopped kissing me and was looking at me and said, “Ok, just for a few seconds.” I kept squeezing her titty and then I took my other hand and took hold of the other one. I was loving how her big titties felt. I had never felt of such large breasts in my life. I noticed her face and she had her eyes shut and I bent down and began kissing her again. She took the kisses and we both took turns sucking on one another tongues.
I took one hand and put it back on her waist and it slid down to her ass. Her ass felt so firm. He ass felt….like…..she didn’t have on panties! They were there but I didn’t feel them at all.
I felt her move a hand from my head, down my arm and then I felt her put her hand in between my legs and stroke my cock. As she touched it she said, “Oh fuck Liam, I can’t believe you are this hard! And….for me!”
She then unsnapped my shorts and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and she began feeling of my ass and pushing her hands in the back of my tighty-whitys I had on. After a few seconds of kissing and feeling of my ass she moved both hands to the front and I backed up a step to give her room to feel of my cock. When I stepped back I pushed my underware down and my cock sprang out of them. She was looking down and I felt her fingers wrap around me and then her other hand reached down and cupped my balls. She said, “Damn!”
I told her, “Don’t stop it feels good.”
She looked up at me with a smile and said, “It damn sure does feel good. It’s so good to hold a hard dick in my hands.”
She took her blouse off and let it drop to the floor and unsnapped her bra. There were her wonderful titties in all their glory. The nipples were hard and she was smiling.
Holy cow! Rapture! She had beautiful large full breasts. She sat down on the sofa and I got on my knees in front of her and began sucking and licking them and squeezing them. I took each nipple in my mouth and played with it. First the left nipple and then the right nipple. I was kissing and licking all around the nipple and tasting her skin. I took both hands and held up one of her tits and was kissing all around it and under it and I began licking under her tit to taste her salty skin and to enjoy the sweaty aroma of her skin under both her titties. I played with them for a long time.
While I was sucking her titties I put one hand under her skirt and she spread her legs. I kept pushing my hand up between her legs and she was sans her underwear. She took them off while she was in her bedroom. While I was on my knees she stood up in front of me, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me and I put one hand between her legs and on her ass and pulled her pussy toward me. She had a beautiful full bush and that looked so damn sexy. I used my nose to part the hair and was probing for her labia lips with my tongue.
Wanda sat back down and she put one leg up on the sofa and she wrapped the other leg over my shoulder. I used my hands to part that beautiful web of hair and as I was licking her pussy she re positioned so that I could get my mouth on her better. She was holding my head in place with one hand and spreading the hair with the other. She had her leg wrapped around my neck and both her leg and hand was guiding me and she was telling me how to suck pussy. I was licking her clit and then drawing circles around it with my tongue. She would push on my head and I after a few head coaxing movements from her hand I learned that she wanted me to use my tongue to lick side to side between her lips and the to suck on the lips and what surprised me was that she said, “Lick it all down there.” I was giving it all I could and then she re positioned and raised her leg and pushed my hand downward and she said, lick my ass. Until that moment I had no idea that the ass was even a part of oral sex. I licked it and it was an odd flavor but after a moment or two it was a good flavor, I licked and pushed my tongue in and she was moaning like crazy. She pulled on my hair so I came back up to her pussy and then her clit and she let go of my head and said, listen to my moans and feel my body and just keep doing that. I took one hand and began playing with her a nipple and squeezing her breast.
I was doing the best I could and I heard a moan that lasted a little longer than usual and I felt her thighs quiver and she said, “Oh god” and I just kept doing what I was doing. She then jerked a little, she lifted her hips so that I had better access to her pussy and when she did she grabbed my head with one hand and she grabbed my hand playing with her titty and she jerked again and she held my head in place and she let out a faint “fuck’ and then a loud “FUCK” and then “suck it darling, suck my pussy, suck it all, yeah, that’s the way I love it.” I kept busy and after I had her juices dripping from my chin she pushed me away and said, “too much, too much” and she moved her leg from around my neck, she straightened up a little and she said, “sit here darling, sit here beside me.”
I was on my knees in between her legs and my cock was throbbing with my heartbeat. Instead of getting up from my knees, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her ass toward the edge of the sofa. She said, “What are you doing?” As she got the words out I positioned myself so that my cock was touching her pussy. She said, “No! No! You can’t fuck my pussy darling, let’s not do that. I"m your aunt and even though I'm not a close aunt you pushing a your dick in me is just not what we ought to do. We’ve already done more that we should, no pussy” I took one hand off her hips and positioned my cock head at her pussy and I pushed myself into her. She said, “No darling, No pussy!” and she moved a little and my dick fell out.
I said, “I just want to know what it feels like to be inside you while we kiss. Just for a few seconds.”
She looked at me and with a somewhat worried look she slid back to the edge of the sofa cushions. I pushed my dick into her and then I held her hips. I stroked myself in and out a couple of times to get my cock lubed and then I pushed all the way in.
Holy Fuck! I was watching her eyes while I was slowly getting my cock lubed while our juices mixed together. Beautiful! When I pushed all the way in I saw her take a deep breath. When I stopped moving I could feel my cock throb. It was an involuntary thing and when I was rock hard, my cock throbs every few seconds.
I was as deep as I could get in Wanda. I had one hand on her hip and another on one of her huge tits, squeezing. I looked down at myself and I could smell her pussy and then I looked up at her and she was still watching my face. Our eyes met and I realized I was breathing heavy. I watched her for a few seconds, as my cock throbbed deep inside her as well. She could feel it throb and she sat motionless. After a couple of those hard throbs she took a deep breath, was watching my eyes and I started stroking myself in and out and she said, “NO! Don’t fuck! Let’s just enjoy how it feels when we kiss.”
I let go of her hip and put that arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She opened her legs more as I was pulling her closer to the edge of the sofa, I went in deeper and I kept throbbing ever few seconds. She put both legs around my waist and locked them.
Wanda reached for me and put her arms around my neck and we both leaned into one another as our lips met. I kept squeezing her tit and we kissed playing with one another tongues. With her legs around my waist I was as deep as I could get in her. Beyond my throbbing, I didn’t move. Wanda and I kissed for maybe a minute. every few seconds my cock throbbed. When we stopped kissing we pulled away and just looked at one another for another few seconds.
She asked me, "Are you about to cum." I told her that I was not and was ok. She began moving and I felt she was stroking me with her pussy. I kissed her and she said, "You can't cum in me, OK?" I nodded and i began meeting her strokes and in a few seconds I was pumping myself as hard as I could. She said, "Damn it feels good to have a dick in me." I realized I was about ready to cum so I told her and she unfolded her legs from my waist and I pulled out. She was looking down at my cock as I pulled it out.
She put a hand on my chest and was smiling at me. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and said, "I want to suck you." Her eyes widened some and she gave me such a beautiful smile and shook her head no. She said, “Darling, you got a nice dick. Come on, sit here beside me I want to taste you.”
As I pulled further away she was leaning toward me watching. She said, “Do you smell our aroma?” I did and told her that I loved the way it smelled and she agreed. I got up from my knees and sat next to her. She told me to turn sideways, to lay back on the sofa and put one leg behind her so that my legs were spread with her in between them.
Wanda repositioned herself as well and leaned forward on her tummy resting her arms on my legs at my hips. She had one hand on my cock and was slowing stroking me. She then put her tits up against my cock and asked if I wanted to fuck her tits. I couldn’t speak so I nodded my head that I did.
She took both tits and held them in place and I put my dick in between them. She took her hands off her tits and I began stroking. I couldn’t see my dick but I could tell it was in between those beautiful mounds of joy. After a couple of minutes of fucking her tits she said, “I gotta suck you again. She pulled my dick from between her tits and moved her tits away. With one hand wrapped around my cock and the other hand cradling my balls I could feel her fingernails scratching my ball sack and sometimes my ass. She was watching my face and never took her eyes off my face as she leaned over my cock. She stuck her tongue out and licked my cock head. I took a deep breath but never took my eyes off her face and she never took her eyes off my face as she proceeded to give me the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.
She had her fingers wrapped around me, jacking me off with her mouth covering the head of my dick. Every few strokes she would move her hand and give me a few deep lip strokes and then she would return to stroking me with her hand. Her eyes never looked away. She was watching me watch her. She was mouth fucking me and then she stopped and began licking the bottom of my dick and big kisses up and down the shaft. She then began licking my balls and sucking each one into her mouth easily and softly. I could feel her tongue playing with each nut and then she returned to sucking on my dick. She mouth fucked me and then tightened her lips around the head and stroked me for a few second. It only took about a minute of this from her and I felt that wonderful urge in my groin, again. I managed to say, “I’m cumming”, but it was too late. I let go of that first cum spasm as the words came out. She kept stroking me and I felt her tongue circling my cockhead. That first shot seemed like it was one very long stream of cum. She opened her mouth a little and cum ran out of the corner of her lips and she sucked some back in and then she moved her hand and she went halfway down my cock. As she pulled her head up, my second cum spasm shot out and into her mouth.
It was at this point that Wanda used her thumb and she squeezed my cock tight. It felt fucking great but she lifted her mouth off my cock and I saw her swallow hard once and then again. She took a deep breath, opened her mouth again and wrapped those beautiful lips I had been kissing around my cockhead. My third cum spasm happened but her tight grip around my dick and that thumb stopped it from squirting out. As she got her lips tight around my cock head, she loosened her grip and a large gob of cum shot into her mouth and then that 4th cum spasm followed close behind. She kept her mouth on my cockhead, stroked me as the 5th and 6th cum spasm shoot into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off my dick again and I watched her swallow 3 times. She was stroking me as she swallowed and she jacked the remaining cum out of me and I watched it shoot up an inch or so and then fall back on my cockhead and her hands. She didn’t slow down stroking me. She looked up at me and said, “What a fucking manload you gave me! You must have been saving that for me for a long time! You were ready to cum weren’t you?” She looked up at me and smiled. She was still stroking me and she let go of my dick as she put her mouth on the head and she mouth stroked me again and began licking my dick and sucking up some of the cum that had fallen around the base of my cock.
Wanda sat up and stroked me a few more times. She said, “Ok we need to stop. We went a little too far but I will admit that feeling your cock in me was wonderful.”
She got up, cleaned her face with one of the napkins we had broght to the living room. She stood up and put on and pulled up her skirt and walked to the kitchen. I watched her walk and seeing her naked back and her tits bounding was beautiful She came back with a couple more towels. I watched her tits as she walked toward me. She gave me the sexist giggle and smile and when she got close to me, she held her arms out to the side and said, “Look at these things! I know you’ve wanted to see them for a long time.” and then she sat down and cleaned my dick, she wiped her pussy and then she picked up her bra and put it on and then her blouse.
I sat up and was looking for my underware. I got up and found them and my shorts and put them on. I leaned over to her and kissed her. I could smell my cum on her breath. She put her arms around my neck and for the next few moments we kissed like we were kissing when I was fucking her. I could smell and taste my cum on her tongue and in her breath but I enjoyed the kisses all the same. I told her, “I’m so happy right now I feel like I could fly. You’ve made me such a happy…….nephew.”
She patted my cheek and gave me another kiss and she said, “Well, this stays between the two of us, forever. I deserved a good reprive from my situation and although you are my nephew, you’re far enough away from me on that other family tree limb that I’m not going to worry about what we’ve done. If we had stayed connected much longer I’d given in let you fuck me. You were ready to cum, weren’t you!”
I nodded my head that I was and asked why she stopped me. She just shook her head no and said, “When I was fixing my face I decided that I needed some attention but fucking my nephew was just too taboo. But when we were dancing and flirting I just decided I deserved some intimate attention. Maybe we went too far but I will forever have the feeling of you inside me and the look on your face when you pushed yourself deeper. That was such a handsome look in your eyes. It made me feel so beautiful. You are such a handsome man and you are very delicious as well. You most likely will be the last man to ever be inside your aunt Wanda. Now, go to your girlfriend.” She stood as if to ask me to leave and then she said, “I needed the attention, the kisses and yes, feeling a dick inside me again. Don’t ever speak a word of this to anyone, ever, or I’ll cut those balls off you.”
I collected my stuff, we hugged and kissed goodnight and I left.
I saw Wanda periodically as I always did. The first time was in the supermarket. We passed in an aisle and we hugged and she kissed me on the cheek as always. We talked for a moment and then my girlfriend came down the aisle toward us. Wanda turned to me and said, “It never happened. Do you understand me? You just don’t fuck your aunt so it never happened.”
I smiled and asked, “What? What are you talking about?”
Wanda smiled and patted my cheek. When my girlfriend got to us they made small talk and then Wanda walked away, with that sashaying ass. I thought, “Damn what a woman and such a sweet fuck she is.”
I was putting together the family tree and during a reunion I was showing the family what I had. She told me she had a lot of information and didn’t want to take the time to add it at the reunion and asked that I call during the next week and if she was available during the next weekend she would like to add her information to the tree.
That next week I called and Saturday afternoon around 4:00 PM is when I would meet her at her house. I arrived to find that her husband and son were leaving for an overnight fishing trip at the lake. As they were leaving I talked to them for a moment. Walking up to the house I saw Wanda standing outside to greet me.
Wanda was wearing a red knit blouse that was hugging those big tits and a black knee length skirt and matching short heels. She looked class and dressy. I had on cut-off’s and a t-shirt. Fortunately I had showered before I left home so I didn’t feel too bad. Seeing her dressed up I asked if she was going out. She put her hands on her hips and smirked at me and the wagged her finger and said that she had a date with her handsome nephew, and she gave me that beautiful Wanda smile. She reached for me and I got my usual hug and cheek kiss. She invited me inside and told me she had prepared some snacks. I told Wanda that she looked beautiful and I looked so terrible. She poo-pooed it and held the door open for me. She was holding a glass of wine and for her that looked so feminine. Trying to be cute, I asked if I could have some wine and she gave me that big smile and said, “Of course, you can have whatever you want, let’s go inside.”
She lead me into the kitchen where she had some little sandwiches made, with the crusts cut off, she had little cheese cubes, chips, pretzels and some dip and some sliced beef and ham. It looked like she was ready for a party and it smelled good. She poured me a little wine in a glass. I tasted it and it was surprisingly good, not bitter, but somewhat sweet. She filled the glass and said, “Drink up darling”. She then suggested we go to the dining room.
She put her arm around my waist as we walked to her dining room where I sat my folded paper family tree chart on the dining table along with my notepad and camera. She looked over the chart and asked me to please go get the tray of food so we could snack while she sat and talked with me about the chart. We both sat, side by side and true to form, she had her hand on my arm, while pointing and talking about names on the chart and beginning to tell me stories. I was making notes.
She began standing and eventually bent over the table and began writing on the chart. I was standing next to her and as she was bent over the table I couldn’t help but notice her cute little ass. It was so nice looing in her black skirt. I was watching her ass move as she reached around the table making notes and talking and was being a little giddy with stories she was telling. All the while I was looking at her ass and how her breasts were resting on the paper. (That was now hallowed paper in my mind.)
Seeing her bent over the table was just too much for me. I took a picture of her in that position and made sure the photo included her tits on the paper. She looked over at me and asked why I took a picture. I told her that she looked like she was in deep thought and it looked like a good photo op. Damn if that long black skirt didn’t thwart my wishes to look up her dress. I could see the outline of her panties but I was imagining how her bare ass looked, and my hormones and mind began racing.
We stood for a while and then we sat, she was so excited and it showed in the way she talked. She would reach out to hold my hand and then stand again beside me while I sat. She would put her hand on my shoulder, always wanting to touch. When we sat, she would hold my arm as if we were strolling through a park enjoying the afternoon. I loved how she was always touching me.
As we talked in the dining room we went through 2 bottles of wine. We ate from the tray of goodies and then she got up and said, “Stay right here, I have a surprise!” and she returned with her delicious peanut butter cookies. My favorites! I gave her a big hug.
After she had added as much to the family tree as she could remember, she wanted to show me pictures of people and this is where I began taking photos of her pictures. She pointed to a couple of albums and asked me to carry them to the living room and set them on the coffee table. As I was picking them up, she picked up our wine glasses and carried them behind me. She sat on the sofa and asked me to go open another bottle of wine and bring it. I did. When I returned she held out her wine glass and said, “Please fill me my handsome man” and I filled her glass. She then picked up mine and said, “Yours too.”
I sat the bottle down and sat beside her. After I sat, she had her hand on my arm and her other hand on my knee. It was a little after 6:00 PM and I was getting a little anxious because I told my girlfriend we would go to a movie that night. We sat and drank the wine as Wanda asked me questions about things I did in high school and what I was doing now that I was in college. She asked about my family on the other side of the family tree. She was holding onto me the whole time. We went through that bottle of wine and all the cheese and crackers in about 30 minutes. She asked about my girlfriend and I told a little about her and then I asked if I could call her to let her know I was going to be late.
Wanda feigned being jealous with that charismatic smile of hers and asked me to bring a fresh bottle of wine back after I talked to her. Then she paused and asked, “Can you stay longer? I never get to see you and I want to spend time with you.” I told her that I would stay until she chased me off. She smiled as I stood up and she pulled on my hand. When I turned around she leaned upward. She wanted to give me a cheek kiss so I leaned down and she kissed me on the cheek and said, “Now, go, hurry, my glass is almost empty.”
I called my girlfriend and she was not happy. She just couldn’t understand why it was taking my aunt so long to add info to a stupid piece of paper or why she couldn’t just write it down and mail them to me. I explained that I had not seen her in so long and we were just catching up with one another. My girlfriend did not like that and began her jealous rant; I’d heard it before, so I hung up on her. Fortunately, that was before caller ID and she also didn’t know the number.
When I returned with the fresh bottle of wine Wanda held out her glass for me to fill and then she picked up mine again and I filled it. I took my seat next to her and she tightly held my arm and said, “I didn’t intend to snoop; but, did I overhear one side of an argument?” I apologized and told her that my girlfriend can be jealous of anyone giving me any attention. If anyone showed me the least bit of attention, then she would get jealous.
Wanda was watching my eyes as I was telling her and she said, “Well she does know I’m your aunt right?” She sat there for a few moments, and she let go of my arm and slid it around my waist and said, “You were mine before you were her’s, so I claim first dibs.” She was pulling me tight and hugging me. I could feel her big breasts all against my arm and side and it felt fantastic.
Wanda then opened a photo album and showed me various pictures. I was looking where she would point and when she would talk I would look at her eyes and watch her lips. We sat there for another 30 minutes or so and talked. She was so enjoyable. We emptied that bottle of wine and as she was pouring the final drop into my glass she said, “Kind sir, we are out, would you please go and return with a freshly opened bottle of libations?” (it was something like that although I don’t recall the exact phrasing)
I did and returned with another bottle. This was the 5th bottle in less than 4 hours. I began to feel a little bad about hanging up on my girlfriend. I asked Wanda if I ought to call and apologize. She squeezed my knee and said, “Let me ask you something”. I looked at her and she moved her hand from my knee to my arm, always touching me. She said, “You should not have hung up on her; however, if she was being obstinate then that is a seed that can’t be allowed to grow.”
I didn’t know what Wanda was telling me other than I needed do something about my girlfriends’ jealousy. Before I could respond Wanda asked bluntly, “Are you two screwing?” I guess the question shocked me as I never expected Wanda to say anything like that. Wanda, until now, always came across as prim and proper as she was well educated with a masters or something like that.
I didn’t know how to answer and in my hesitation, as she was sipping her wine, she said, “Well, it’s obvious you are and you’re trying to tell me in a nice way or you’re trying find an appropriate lie.” She smiled so sweetly again as she pulled the wine glass from her lips and followed, “Darling, it’s good that you have an outlet for physical needs and I would be very surprised if you had to resort to self-gratification. You’re just too handsome not to have someone willing to offer themselves to you.” More shock on my part but she continued, “Let her be the one you play with until you find your soulmate.” She leaned her head sideways and looked at me and smiled and said, “Just play carefully! Use those rubber things, ok?
I was shocked at what she had said. This was my very proper aunt Wanda that was everyone’s darling, truly southern lady, being very vocal and direct to me about having sex. She was talking to me like, well, kind of like a very close friend. I sat there and nodded my head to tell her that I understood.
She held fast to my arm and reached up to kiss me on the cheek. All the hugging and rubbing her big breasts against my arm and side was really getting my hormones racing; and, now she is telling me to be careful and fuck with rubbers. It was a little arousing and I could feel myself not quite hard but it wouldn’t take much to give me a full-on boner. One thing was certain, when I got to my girlfriend that night, after my apology for missing the movie, I was going to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, rubber or not!
Wanda then admitted, “Ok, I’m feeling pretty good, I’m relaxed and as you can tell, I’m being very open and honest with you.” She took another sip of her wine and then added, “How are you feeling? Are you feeling dizzy or lightheaded. Do you feel good and happy?” I noticed myself watching how her lips touched the wine glass. She would tilt her head one way and then the other and it was so sexy in the way that she would move her hair that fell across her face and she would brush it out of the way without pausing in conversation.
I told her that I felt fine and that I felt good and I was relaxed.
This is where we both paused talking. We both looked at one another for a few seconds without saying a word. She was smiling and she raised a hand to pat my cheek and then placed it on my arm. In this silence I began remembering the times that I jacked myself off thinking of Wanda’s tits. How many times did I cum remembering how her tits felt against my chest when she would hug me whenever I saw her? I was getting hard thinking about that and I had caught so many glimpses of her big tits tonight.
Breaking the silence, I told Wanda, "I always loved your cheek kisses." She smiled at me and again reached up to give me a little kiss on the cheek. I was in heaven! I think the wine I had drank over the past 4 hours was getting to me. I wasn’t drunk but I felt so relaxed and Wanda was looking so beautiful, but that just came natural for her.
Yes, she was my aunt but she was beautiful. I got brave. I leaned toward her. She smiled and tilted her head as she turned her cheek toward me because she assumed I was going to kiss her cheek. Instead, I placed my fingers under her chin I turned her head toward me and kissed her on the lips. The kiss lasted for a while. Long enough that I could feel the texture of her lips, taste the wine and remaining lipstick as my tongue touched her lips. I closed my eyes to absorb every little nuance of that kiss. I noticed that she returned the kiss, that little bit of suction when two peoples’ lips touch. That was a slight surprise. I pulled away slowly with that slight kissing sound. When I opened my eyes I noticed that she had closed her eyes too.
My cock was now hard as a rock and I felt it escape from the elastic of my ‘tighty-whiteys’! It then occurred to me that my short pants were tight and she had to be able to see it and I could feel me also getting wet and I knew it would show through the material.
I slowly pulled away. She still had her hand on my arm and the wine glass in her other hand. She sat there, opening her eyes slowly and looked at me. Her look wasn't one of surprise but maybe a look you give someone when you’re waiting for what was next.
She just sat there with that expression. I backed away a little and said something like “Ummm, sorry?.” (or something similar).
She still had her hand on my arm and she squeezed my arm and spoke, "Well,….umm, Liam, ….I… ummm, wasn't expecting that!"
I looked her in the eyes. She wasn’t upset. With apprehension I said, “Ummm, I’ve always wanted to kiss you on the lips and it just kinda happened.”
She pulled away from my arm, sat her glass on the table and put both hands in her lap and then looked around the room slowly as if trying to figure out what to say.
She said, "Do you like the wine darling?”
I told her that I did. She then asked me, “Did you forget that I am your aunt?” She paused to wait for my confirmation but I couldn’t find the words. I lost my ability to think. She tilted her head a little and winked at me and said, “That was very sweet of you. But, I’m thinking the wine might have helped you with that. Am I right?”
I told her, “No, I don’t think so. I’ve always wanted to kiss you on the lips and to hug you tightly.” Ok that kind of came out without me thinking it through.
Wanda asked, “Why?”
Ok, what do I say now. I came out with, “I just….ummmm…. I don’t know it’s just something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.” Yeah, it sounded better in my mind than when I said it.
She began smiling and asked, “Are you drunk! Now you going have to stay here to sober up before I let you leave.” She was almost laughing and she patted my cheek and pinched it a little. Why do some women pinch like that?
I told her, “I’m sorry, I guess I shouldn’t have done it. It’s just…..” She cut me off and held her hand up to my mouth and said, “Shhhh. Be quite. No apology necessary. It was unexpected but sweet. I enjoyed the way you… just took it. It was assertive, but gentle.”
She reached for her glass. I did the same. She asked, “Should you drink anymore?”
I said, “I’ve already embarrassed myself.” I took a sip and then I said, “Your husband Robert is so lucky, he can kiss you whenever he wants to.”
Wanda just sat for a moment and nodded and said, “Mmmm, yes, when he wants to he can.”
She leaned toward me and said, “I’m still surprised you kissed me like you did it; but, I have to ask, do you kiss your other aunts on the lips.”
The thought of that ran through my mind and it was revolting. I shook my head no and told her that I’d never do that.
She nodded her head and with a slight smile she said, “So I’m the lucky aunt to get kissed by you like that?”
I nodded my head that she was. A few moments of silence and then I said, “I wish I was married to you.” She looked at me a little puzzled and I tried to make a correction, “I mean, it would be nice to be married to someone like you.”
She leaned closer to me and said, “Now I feel like I ought to kiss you, that was very sweet. I think I know what you mean so let’s leave it like that, ok darling?”
I took a deep breath and tried to relax. I sipped the wine but it was going to my head and I was wondering if I would regret kissing Wanda tomorrow.
While I was sitting there in silence with Wanda, she said, “It is nice to know that someone would like to be married to me. I think it would be good to get attention like this every once in a while.” She stopped talking for a moment and then she reached for the wine bottle. It had just a little in it. She poured it in my glass and said, “I appreciate what you said. It would be very nice to be married to someone that got tongue tied when they were trying to explain why they kissed me unexpectedly.” She paused and looked at the now empty wine bottle and said, “I’m going to go get another bottle.” With that she got up and went to the kitchen.
She was gone a while and then I heard what sounded like crying. I sat for a few moments, but, curious, I got up and went to the kitchen. She had her back to me and was drying her tears with a towel. I asked if what I did made her cry. She shook her head no. I walked toward her and put my hand on her shoulder and she said, “I’ll be back in there in a moment. I’m going to go fix my face.”
I backed away and she moved toward the hallway and with her back to me still she said, “Marriage can be tough. There are trials and tribulations that you go through that just come at you unexpectedly. Sometimes life comes at you with joy and love and then it can be just the opposite.” She stopped talking and I stood still waiting for her to walk down the hallway. She turned around and I could see her makeup had messed up.
She smiled and said, “I look like a clown, I know.” She continued wiping her eyes and taking the makeup off as best she could with the towel. She walked toward me and put her arms around me and hugged me. I lightly hugged her back and she said, “Damn you! You’re so sweet and in another time I’d be yours if you wanted me.”
I didn’t know what to say. Then she let go of me and backed up a few steps and said, “He has not touched me in over 2 years. He has not said anything sweet to me like he used to do. He can’t even do his….ummmm…..manly thing with me. It’s some kind of something that happens to some men so because he can’t do that I guess he thinks I’m not supposed to want the closeness or intimacy any longer either. I am so angry at him for ignoring me like that.” She wiped her eyes and took another step back and said, “Liam, I’m so sorry, you didn’t need to hear that or even know it, I don’t know why I told you that shit. Just forget I said it, Ok?”
I nodded my head and said, “Ok.” I had no idea what she was even talking about. It sounded like her husband wasn’t screwing her and was ignoring her because he had some kind of problem with his dick. I didn’t know anything about that. It was news to me that it could happen.
She said, “Take the wine back to the living room, fill my glass and yours if you want more, and I’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’t you dare leave.” She turned and walked down the hallway to her bedroom. Oh my goodness, that walk was so beautiful.
Returning to the living room I filled her glass and put a little more in mine. I sat on the sofa and thought about the kiss I gave her and how to apologize for it. In a few minutes she came back out. She had washed all the makeup off her face. She looked just a little different, but those eyes and smile were the same. She walked over to the stereo and put on some slow music and turned and said, “Dance with me.”
I didn’t know how to dance and told her. She wasn’t taking no for an answer and took me by the hand and pulled me off the sofa. She showed me how to hold her and we just moved to the music. I had my hands on her hips and she had her hands on my shoulders. We were looking at one another and doing that simple box step and moving in slow circles.
She was talking about the music and different types that she liked. That was the night that I fell in love with slow jazz because that is what was playing on the stereo. I noticed that she took one arm and put it around my neck and kept one on my shoulder. I was trying not to get to close to her because her tits were up against my chest and my dick was hard. When she put her arm around my neck she mentioned that she was happy that I was there. She talked a little about how she was being ignored and that since I kissed her, she was curious if I might be interested in doing it again and said that she would like to see what it was like to feel desired and wanted again. Then she asked, “Would you think I was terrible if I asked you to kiss me again?” I leaned down and touched her lips and we kissed like we did before but this time it was longer.
She pulled herself closer to me and I put my arms around her waist. I could feel the full mass of both titties against my chest. They felt so good. We just stood in one spot and moved in a circle and held one another close while we kissed. I felt my dick getting hard and I pushed away just a little. She stopped kissing and said, “Don't pull away! I want to see how it feels against me. I know you’re hard.”
I didn’t know what to think. I began kissing her again and this time I pushed my tongue in between her lips. She parted her lips and let me probe her mouth. I felt her tongue playing with mine and then she closed her mouth and began sucking on my tongue and playing with the tip of my tongue with her tongue.
I had stopped dancing and was kissing her and hugging her tightly. She pulled away and said, “Is this how you wanted to kiss me?” I told her that it was. We began kissing again. She had both hands on the back of my head holding me to her. I moved a hand from behind her and around to her breasts and took one breast and felt of her and then squeezed it. She stopped kissing me and was looking at me and said, “Ok, just for a few seconds.” I kept squeezing her titty and then I took my other hand and took hold of the other one. I was loving how her big titties felt. I had never felt of such large breasts in my life. I noticed her face and she had her eyes shut and I bent down and began kissing her again. She took the kisses and we both took turns sucking on one another tongues.
I took one hand and put it back on her waist and it slid down to her ass. Her ass felt so firm. He ass felt….like…..she didn’t have on panties! They were there but I didn’t feel them at all.
I felt her move a hand from my head, down my arm and then I felt her put her hand in between my legs and stroke my cock. As she touched it she said, “Oh fuck Liam, I can’t believe you are this hard! And….for me!”
She then unsnapped my shorts and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them and she began feeling of my ass and pushing her hands in the back of my tighty-whitys I had on. After a few seconds of kissing and feeling of my ass she moved both hands to the front and I backed up a step to give her room to feel of my cock. When I stepped back I pushed my underware down and my cock sprang out of them. She was looking down and I felt her fingers wrap around me and then her other hand reached down and cupped my balls. She said, “Damn!”
I told her, “Don’t stop it feels good.”
She looked up at me with a smile and said, “It damn sure does feel good. It’s so good to hold a hard dick in my hands.”
She took her blouse off and let it drop to the floor and unsnapped her bra. There were her wonderful titties in all their glory. The nipples were hard and she was smiling.
Holy cow! Rapture! She had beautiful large full breasts. She sat down on the sofa and I got on my knees in front of her and began sucking and licking them and squeezing them. I took each nipple in my mouth and played with it. First the left nipple and then the right nipple. I was kissing and licking all around the nipple and tasting her skin. I took both hands and held up one of her tits and was kissing all around it and under it and I began licking under her tit to taste her salty skin and to enjoy the sweaty aroma of her skin under both her titties. I played with them for a long time.
While I was sucking her titties I put one hand under her skirt and she spread her legs. I kept pushing my hand up between her legs and she was sans her underwear. She took them off while she was in her bedroom. While I was on my knees she stood up in front of me, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me and I put one hand between her legs and on her ass and pulled her pussy toward me. She had a beautiful full bush and that looked so damn sexy. I used my nose to part the hair and was probing for her labia lips with my tongue.
Wanda sat back down and she put one leg up on the sofa and she wrapped the other leg over my shoulder. I used my hands to part that beautiful web of hair and as I was licking her pussy she re positioned so that I could get my mouth on her better. She was holding my head in place with one hand and spreading the hair with the other. She had her leg wrapped around my neck and both her leg and hand was guiding me and she was telling me how to suck pussy. I was licking her clit and then drawing circles around it with my tongue. She would push on my head and I after a few head coaxing movements from her hand I learned that she wanted me to use my tongue to lick side to side between her lips and the to suck on the lips and what surprised me was that she said, “Lick it all down there.” I was giving it all I could and then she re positioned and raised her leg and pushed my hand downward and she said, lick my ass. Until that moment I had no idea that the ass was even a part of oral sex. I licked it and it was an odd flavor but after a moment or two it was a good flavor, I licked and pushed my tongue in and she was moaning like crazy. She pulled on my hair so I came back up to her pussy and then her clit and she let go of my head and said, listen to my moans and feel my body and just keep doing that. I took one hand and began playing with her a nipple and squeezing her breast.
I was doing the best I could and I heard a moan that lasted a little longer than usual and I felt her thighs quiver and she said, “Oh god” and I just kept doing what I was doing. She then jerked a little, she lifted her hips so that I had better access to her pussy and when she did she grabbed my head with one hand and she grabbed my hand playing with her titty and she jerked again and she held my head in place and she let out a faint “fuck’ and then a loud “FUCK” and then “suck it darling, suck my pussy, suck it all, yeah, that’s the way I love it.” I kept busy and after I had her juices dripping from my chin she pushed me away and said, “too much, too much” and she moved her leg from around my neck, she straightened up a little and she said, “sit here darling, sit here beside me.”
I was on my knees in between her legs and my cock was throbbing with my heartbeat. Instead of getting up from my knees, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her ass toward the edge of the sofa. She said, “What are you doing?” As she got the words out I positioned myself so that my cock was touching her pussy. She said, “No! No! You can’t fuck my pussy darling, let’s not do that. I"m your aunt and even though I'm not a close aunt you pushing a your dick in me is just not what we ought to do. We’ve already done more that we should, no pussy” I took one hand off her hips and positioned my cock head at her pussy and I pushed myself into her. She said, “No darling, No pussy!” and she moved a little and my dick fell out.
I said, “I just want to know what it feels like to be inside you while we kiss. Just for a few seconds.”
She looked at me and with a somewhat worried look she slid back to the edge of the sofa cushions. I pushed my dick into her and then I held her hips. I stroked myself in and out a couple of times to get my cock lubed and then I pushed all the way in.
Holy Fuck! I was watching her eyes while I was slowly getting my cock lubed while our juices mixed together. Beautiful! When I pushed all the way in I saw her take a deep breath. When I stopped moving I could feel my cock throb. It was an involuntary thing and when I was rock hard, my cock throbs every few seconds.
I was as deep as I could get in Wanda. I had one hand on her hip and another on one of her huge tits, squeezing. I looked down at myself and I could smell her pussy and then I looked up at her and she was still watching my face. Our eyes met and I realized I was breathing heavy. I watched her for a few seconds, as my cock throbbed deep inside her as well. She could feel it throb and she sat motionless. After a couple of those hard throbs she took a deep breath, was watching my eyes and I started stroking myself in and out and she said, “NO! Don’t fuck! Let’s just enjoy how it feels when we kiss.”
I let go of her hip and put that arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She opened her legs more as I was pulling her closer to the edge of the sofa, I went in deeper and I kept throbbing ever few seconds. She put both legs around my waist and locked them.
Wanda reached for me and put her arms around my neck and we both leaned into one another as our lips met. I kept squeezing her tit and we kissed playing with one another tongues. With her legs around my waist I was as deep as I could get in her. Beyond my throbbing, I didn’t move. Wanda and I kissed for maybe a minute. every few seconds my cock throbbed. When we stopped kissing we pulled away and just looked at one another for another few seconds.
She asked me, "Are you about to cum." I told her that I was not and was ok. She began moving and I felt she was stroking me with her pussy. I kissed her and she said, "You can't cum in me, OK?" I nodded and i began meeting her strokes and in a few seconds I was pumping myself as hard as I could. She said, "Damn it feels good to have a dick in me." I realized I was about ready to cum so I told her and she unfolded her legs from my waist and I pulled out. She was looking down at my cock as I pulled it out.
She put a hand on my chest and was smiling at me. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and said, "I want to suck you." Her eyes widened some and she gave me such a beautiful smile and shook her head no. She said, “Darling, you got a nice dick. Come on, sit here beside me I want to taste you.”
As I pulled further away she was leaning toward me watching. She said, “Do you smell our aroma?” I did and told her that I loved the way it smelled and she agreed. I got up from my knees and sat next to her. She told me to turn sideways, to lay back on the sofa and put one leg behind her so that my legs were spread with her in between them.
Wanda repositioned herself as well and leaned forward on her tummy resting her arms on my legs at my hips. She had one hand on my cock and was slowing stroking me. She then put her tits up against my cock and asked if I wanted to fuck her tits. I couldn’t speak so I nodded my head that I did.
She took both tits and held them in place and I put my dick in between them. She took her hands off her tits and I began stroking. I couldn’t see my dick but I could tell it was in between those beautiful mounds of joy. After a couple of minutes of fucking her tits she said, “I gotta suck you again. She pulled my dick from between her tits and moved her tits away. With one hand wrapped around my cock and the other hand cradling my balls I could feel her fingernails scratching my ball sack and sometimes my ass. She was watching my face and never took her eyes off my face as she leaned over my cock. She stuck her tongue out and licked my cock head. I took a deep breath but never took my eyes off her face and she never took her eyes off my face as she proceeded to give me the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.
She had her fingers wrapped around me, jacking me off with her mouth covering the head of my dick. Every few strokes she would move her hand and give me a few deep lip strokes and then she would return to stroking me with her hand. Her eyes never looked away. She was watching me watch her. She was mouth fucking me and then she stopped and began licking the bottom of my dick and big kisses up and down the shaft. She then began licking my balls and sucking each one into her mouth easily and softly. I could feel her tongue playing with each nut and then she returned to sucking on my dick. She mouth fucked me and then tightened her lips around the head and stroked me for a few second. It only took about a minute of this from her and I felt that wonderful urge in my groin, again. I managed to say, “I’m cumming”, but it was too late. I let go of that first cum spasm as the words came out. She kept stroking me and I felt her tongue circling my cockhead. That first shot seemed like it was one very long stream of cum. She opened her mouth a little and cum ran out of the corner of her lips and she sucked some back in and then she moved her hand and she went halfway down my cock. As she pulled her head up, my second cum spasm shot out and into her mouth.
It was at this point that Wanda used her thumb and she squeezed my cock tight. It felt fucking great but she lifted her mouth off my cock and I saw her swallow hard once and then again. She took a deep breath, opened her mouth again and wrapped those beautiful lips I had been kissing around my cockhead. My third cum spasm happened but her tight grip around my dick and that thumb stopped it from squirting out. As she got her lips tight around my cock head, she loosened her grip and a large gob of cum shot into her mouth and then that 4th cum spasm followed close behind. She kept her mouth on my cockhead, stroked me as the 5th and 6th cum spasm shoot into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off my dick again and I watched her swallow 3 times. She was stroking me as she swallowed and she jacked the remaining cum out of me and I watched it shoot up an inch or so and then fall back on my cockhead and her hands. She didn’t slow down stroking me. She looked up at me and said, “What a fucking manload you gave me! You must have been saving that for me for a long time! You were ready to cum weren’t you?” She looked up at me and smiled. She was still stroking me and she let go of my dick as she put her mouth on the head and she mouth stroked me again and began licking my dick and sucking up some of the cum that had fallen around the base of my cock.
Wanda sat up and stroked me a few more times. She said, “Ok we need to stop. We went a little too far but I will admit that feeling your cock in me was wonderful.”
She got up, cleaned her face with one of the napkins we had broght to the living room. She stood up and put on and pulled up her skirt and walked to the kitchen. I watched her walk and seeing her naked back and her tits bounding was beautiful She came back with a couple more towels. I watched her tits as she walked toward me. She gave me the sexist giggle and smile and when she got close to me, she held her arms out to the side and said, “Look at these things! I know you’ve wanted to see them for a long time.” and then she sat down and cleaned my dick, she wiped her pussy and then she picked up her bra and put it on and then her blouse.
I sat up and was looking for my underware. I got up and found them and my shorts and put them on. I leaned over to her and kissed her. I could smell my cum on her breath. She put her arms around my neck and for the next few moments we kissed like we were kissing when I was fucking her. I could smell and taste my cum on her tongue and in her breath but I enjoyed the kisses all the same. I told her, “I’m so happy right now I feel like I could fly. You’ve made me such a happy…….nephew.”
She patted my cheek and gave me another kiss and she said, “Well, this stays between the two of us, forever. I deserved a good reprive from my situation and although you are my nephew, you’re far enough away from me on that other family tree limb that I’m not going to worry about what we’ve done. If we had stayed connected much longer I’d given in let you fuck me. You were ready to cum, weren’t you!”
I nodded my head that I was and asked why she stopped me. She just shook her head no and said, “When I was fixing my face I decided that I needed some attention but fucking my nephew was just too taboo. But when we were dancing and flirting I just decided I deserved some intimate attention. Maybe we went too far but I will forever have the feeling of you inside me and the look on your face when you pushed yourself deeper. That was such a handsome look in your eyes. It made me feel so beautiful. You are such a handsome man and you are very delicious as well. You most likely will be the last man to ever be inside your aunt Wanda. Now, go to your girlfriend.” She stood as if to ask me to leave and then she said, “I needed the attention, the kisses and yes, feeling a dick inside me again. Don’t ever speak a word of this to anyone, ever, or I’ll cut those balls off you.”
I collected my stuff, we hugged and kissed goodnight and I left.
I saw Wanda periodically as I always did. The first time was in the supermarket. We passed in an aisle and we hugged and she kissed me on the cheek as always. We talked for a moment and then my girlfriend came down the aisle toward us. Wanda turned to me and said, “It never happened. Do you understand me? You just don’t fuck your aunt so it never happened.”
I smiled and asked, “What? What are you talking about?”
Wanda smiled and patted my cheek. When my girlfriend got to us they made small talk and then Wanda walked away, with that sashaying ass. I thought, “Damn what a woman and such a sweet fuck she is.”
11ヶ月前
