“Auntie, come with me. I know exactly what you need.”
Her face was a combination of fear and lust. Once we were in the master bedroom, I gently set her on the edge of the bed. She argued, “Jason, we can’t do anything here. This is your mother’s bedroom. What if she comes home early?”
“Don’t worry. We’ll hear the garage door. We have plenty of time.” After lifting her skirt, I pulled her panties off. She shrieked and was going to protest but stopped when I pushed her body flat. Grabbing her ankles, I positioned them on my shoulders. Her skirt fell, exposing her hairy pussy. My fingers ran through her slot which ceased any protests from my horny aunt.
While one hand played with her pussy, the other was busy exposing my cock. Her blouse heaved up and down as she anticipated her nephew’s cock. Dragging my flared head through her slit, I oiled my shaft with her pre-cum. Once I popped through her lips, she humped and swallowed more prick. Holding onto the fronts of her thighs, I rammed to the bottom. She gasped when I smashed against the back of her pussy.
Her velvet sheath was on fire, leaking and squeezing as my ram split her apart. “Damn, Jason. I’ve never felt so much pleasure. Keep fucking your horny aunt.”
Another dozen strokes and she was passionately grunting and screaming.
“You needed a deep-fuck, didn’t you, Auntie? When was the last time you had so much cock shoved up your pussy?”
“Never. No one has a prick like yours. Hammer me. I’m so close.”
I relentlessly pounded her snatch. Her hands clenched the covers. Her legs stiffened as her walls convulsed on my rod. I kept stroking, causing her pussy to continue contracting as she had one orgasm after another. Hot cum bathed my prick, enabling me to hold off my own climax as I glided in and out with no friction.
She couldn’t catch her breath as I continued to stroke her sloppy slot. “Jason, stop. Too many orgasms in a row. The pleasure is overwhelming.”
“You have more in you, Auntie. I’m going to hump you until you cum on my cock again. Even if I have to keep fucking you when Mom walks in.”
Shifting my angle, the top of my rod sawed over her sensitive pearl.
“Sweet, Jesus. Yes! Harder! Your prick is scraping across my clit. Oh Lord, it’s so good.”
I stopped when I was buried to the hilt. Her hips kept humping trying to get me to move. “Auntie, I want you to shave your mound. I want a clean pussy the next time I see you.”
Two more strokes and I stopped, waiting for her answer.
“Jason, you know I can’t do that. Your father wouldn’t approve.”
One more power thrust and I replied, “When’s the last time he even looked at your pussy? He’s not the one making you scream and groan.”
She humped again. “Please, Jason. Keep fucking me. I need to cum. We can talk about this later.”
Three more quick jabs brought her body near her orgasm. I stopped again. “Lexi. I want your pussy clean-shaven the next time I see you. No more excuses.”
She gasped and screamed, “Yes, I’ll do it. I promise. Now fuck me hard.”
This time I obeyed her demand. Scraping across her clit, I pummeled her sensitive walls. I had to get her off pretty soon or I was going to blow my load.
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