Aunt is a slut

Sophia was shocked and infuriated by his words. She stared him down. How dare he say that. That was her first reaction and then she realized she had just masturbated right in front of him while he held her wet panties. Was she a slut? She wasn’t sure really but “The body doesn’t lie” kept reverberating in her ears. Nothing and no one had ever made her feel this way before and even in her wildest fantasies has her body ever reacted this intensely.

Simon could see the inner struggle his aunt was going through. He sat patiently, sipping his wine while she came to terms with it.

Sophia: Is that ok?

Simon: Is it ok with you?

Sophia: I’m not sure I have a choice in the matter anymore.

Simon laughed.

Simon: I never thought you did.

Sophia couldn’t help but laugh at that.

Sophia: You know there are times I’d like to slap that grin right off your face?

Simon: And the other times?

Sophia: I’m not sure I’m ready to admit that to myself nevermind to my nephew.

Simon: Now that is quite the insightful statement.

Sophia simply shrugged.

Sophia: So where do we go from here.

Simon: Well that depends.

Sophia: On?

Simon: If you want to explore that inner slut of yours then I would have expectations.

Sophia: Such as?

Simon: It would not be easy. I would push your boundaries, there would be rules and consequences.

Sophia: Rules?

Simon got closer to her and whispered in her ear.

Simon: Yes rules you fucking dirty little slut. Rules you would have to agree to before I would ever even think about touching that dirty slut cunt of yours. That cunt I can smell from here. That cunt that I know throbs and yearns for my big cock everytime you think about it, including right now. The choice is yours, aunt.

Simon slid back away from her.

Simon: Do you have any interest in that, aunt?

Sophia: Yes………sir.

Simon smiled.

Simon: I see you are learning already

Much to Sophia’s chagrin Simon was going to make her wait till tomorrow for her rules and expectations. She understood she had no choice in the matter for it was painfully obvious who was in control now. She desperately wanted him to fuck her while he was whispering in her ear. She wanted him to treat her like a dirty slut but it was not going to be and probably on purpose. If he was trying to drive her even more crazy he was doing a very good job of it.

Sophia was lying in bed stroking her pussy while thinking about everything that he said. She was scared but she knew there was no way she was stopping now. She came hard while imagining him watching her with a glass of wine in his hand and that stupid grin on his face. She then stuck her finger in her mouth and tasted her juices. She didn’t even realize she was doing it at first. She knew exactly why she was doing it and she hated that grin even more. She also noticed she liked the taste of her pussy. Tonight was full of revelations.

Sophia woke the next morning and didn’t know what to expect. She was filled with nervous anticipation. She wanted desperately for him to treat her like the slut she now suspected she was. Perhaps this is what she has been missing her whole life. She couldn’t wait to find out what her rules were. She already knew she would do anything he asked of her if only to keep this feeling alive. Today should be an exciting day.

Please wait…

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