Widowed Muslim Aunt and I try BDSM

I ended the call and tossed my cell phone to the side. The thick, soft mattress on Aunt Sheen’s huge bed made me wish I could lay back and relax on it forever. I was not tired but felt extremely content. I finally rubbed my eyes and opened them carefully, I realized the sunlight was not streaming in directly and decided to check the time. I was shocked to see that it was 10 minutes past 12 in the afternoon. I couldn’t believe at first that I could’ve slept for over 11 hours. It was then that I started recalling the best bits and moments from yesterday. I looked over to the end of the bed and smiled wide. I felt relieved to know that I had not imagined tying up Aunt Sheen at the end of the bed and fucking her till I spurted my semen in her. I remember the mix of her cunt juices and cum made a large, wet stain on the bed-sheet.

I sat up on the bed and looked around at Aunt Sheen’s bedroom. I was surprised to see that apart from the bed-sheet, the rest of the bedroom was clean. There were no traces of the ropes and other stuff that was used last night. For a second I thought I must have imagined but was re-assured seeing the stain on the bed-sheet which was still clear to see. I realized Aunt Sheen had been up early and cleaned her bedroom as best as she could.

I decided to get out of bed eventually. I had not a stitch of clothing on me and I didn’t care about searching for my soccer shorts and Tee from last night. So I walked out of her bedroom completely naked and made my way to the bathroom on the end of the hallway. It took me a few minutes to get fresh and I walked out after a quick shower with a soft, white towel wrapped around my waist. I looked around the corner of the hallway and saw Aunt Sheen busy at the kitchen counter, with her back to me.

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Aunt Sheen had on a tight, white-colored Gunji and only a pair of thin, white-colored cotton panties to try and hide her huge, tempting bubble butt unsuccessfully. I had been granted permission to do anything I liked when we were alone. So I did the most natural thing.

I sneaked behind her and landed a spank hard enough to make her large, round and soft ass cheeks wobble for a few seconds.

“Ouch!… Don’t tease, Ali. Wait a while, please.” Aunt Sheen cooed as she felt me groping her large round ass cheeks.

“I can’t help it when you tease me this way, aunty.” I whispered and stepped closer behind her. I put my arms around her from behind and tried cupping her voluptuous D-cup boobs in my palms.

“Come on upstairs. I’ve got something for you, baby.” Aunt Sheen said sweetly before she pushed me away gently with her lovely, soft buttocks.

“Oh, is it?” I asked, intrigued to know what else she had in store for me. I could already feel myself getting aroused looking at my otherwise strict and conservative aunt being dressed so skimpily.

“Yes. I hope you don’t mind having breakfast alone, sweetheart. I have been up since 9 and have had mine. You can have your breakfast in Dee’s room. Come on, Ali.” Aunt Sheen said as she walked to the stairs in the kitchen that lead upstairs to Dee’s room and beyond that to the terrace.

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