Widowed Muslim Aunt and I try BDSM

“Ice cream! Awesome!” I exclaimed, happy to get something cool and sweet after the taste but spicy and hot lunch.

Aunt Sheen smiled sweetly at me as she placed the bowl with three scoops of ice cream in front of me on the dinner table. She took her seat again and placed her bowl on the table. We continued watching the show, which was about to come to an end. I was feeling full and the cold, sweet chocolate ice cream was making me feel drowsy soon.

I was now sitting back, resting against the chair. The ice cream bowl was still more than half full when I felt something warm against my flaccid dick.

“Oh!” I exclaimed and looked down to see aunty caressing my crotch with her soft, warm hands.

“Ummm..” I mumbled in appreciation through a mouthful of ice cream and enjoyed the feel of her soft hands rousing my dick expertly. Within minutes of her perfect caressing, I felt my dick begin to rise noticeably. I felt the rush of blood into its girth, making it thick as it grew to its full length in no time.

“Wow!” I said, amazed at the way Aunty Sheen had managed to get me aroused so fast. However as soon as my dick was erect, Aunt Sheen let go of it and stood up. I was about to ask her if something was wrong when I saw her pull her chair away and kneel down on the floor. I watched with increasing surprise as Aunt Sheen grabbed her ice cream bowl before sneaking under the dinner table.

Thankfully, the dinner table top was made of thick tinted glass and I could nearly make out aunt’s dark, luscious body underneath it, as the only light in the dinner table was from the TV screen which was switched on.

“Aah!” I exclaimed loudly, as I felt something extremely cold brush against the bottom of my balls.

“Just relax, baby. It’s just ice cream.” I heard Aunt Sheen say from her place beneath the table. “Sit lower, please?” she requested me. I obliged and slid down lower in my chair. Now my cum-filled balls were hanging down freely beyond the edge of my chair.

“Aahhh… Ooohhh… Aunty…” I moaned and mumbled when I felt Aunt Sheen cup my balls entirely in her ice cream bowl. The intense cold made them shrink immediately and aunty pushed the bowl till my balls were properly resting in the ice cream.

“Aunty…” I moaned louder this time when I felt Aunt Sheen’s warm mouth engulf the thick, throbbing head of my cock.

This was an extremely exciting and new experience for me. Aunt Sheen sucked on my rigid cock, using her tongue expertly to get it slick and wet while she rubbed my balls using the last scoop of ice cream which remained in the bowl.

“Oh, yeah.. Mmmh…” I moaned and mumbled my appreciation when I felt Aunt Sheen push her mouth lower on my long, thick dick. I could feel her thin lips gripping the thick shaft of my young cock halfway down its length. Aunt Sheen was slowly but surely taking my hard, long cock deeper and deeper into her warm, welcoming mouth.

“Aahh.. yeah.. like that!” I moaned loudly. I felt Aunt Sheen rubbing the shaft of my thick cock with her tongue as she sucked the remaining length of my dick in her mouth. I closed my eyes and rested my head against the back. I loved the extreme temperatures on different parts of my crotch.

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