With the Modest Aunt

With my aunt, we had and still have phone contact. In fact, during one phone call, she confessed to me that my other aunt also got turned on by the thought of me. My mind couldn't even imagine it. M, who is such a serious woman? I couldn't believe my ears.

M is a woman around 50 to 55... always serious. Her dress style is very conservative. Skirts or dresses always below the knee or up to it, and blouses or tops always buttoned up... but from the moment I learned these things, I started getting excited.

The idea of tearing her clothes off was always swirling in my mind... and I found a way... Her husband (my uncle) and her son (my cousin) worked at the company where I was the personnel manager... a while ago, I got a list for staff reductions... their names weren't on it, of course... but no one knew that...

So one evening while I was at their house, the conversation turned to the topic and I told them their names were among those to be laid off... but I told them I would do what I could... and that I had my way... at the table, they started treating me in a special way... My cousin went out for a walk after dinner... I was sitting on the couch with my uncle and telling him what additional papers I needed to have so they wouldn't be fired... the next day after work, he had to go with my cousin to the village to get some seniority papers I had asked for... that way I would have Friday and the whole weekend all to myself... My aunt, as always curious, asked me what this way was... "If you make coffee, I'll tell you tomorrow," I tell her smiling...

Indeed, the next day after work, we went to their house... The two of them left for the village... and I sat with my aunt for coffee. She, as always, modest... was wearing a blouse and a skirt down to her knee... "So, my nephew, how do you see things?"... "Look, aunt, it all depends..." saying this she went to the kitchen to make me coffee... I also enter the kitchen... she was at the sink... I went behind her... "So what does it all depend on, my nephew?"... "On you," I whisper in her ear... my hands were groping her thighs while I was pressed against her... "But what are you saying?..." "What are you doing?..." "You're my nephew..." "Don't..." "Stop..." "Have you gone crazy?"... Her hands were trying to push mine away as I was lifting her skirt... I started kissing her and licking her neck...

"My beauty, it's up to you whether they get fired..." she kept moving to free herself... "No... don't... stop, I don't want to..." then I grabbed her by the hair and turned her face towards me... "So, you slut, you want them to be fired... huh... you want...?" "No, no... but you're my nephew... I'm married..." I started kissing her on the mouth and telling her how much she turned me on and that everything was in her hands... that's when she gave in.

She turned her back again and leaned her hands on the sink... "If it is and it depends on me, then I have no other choice..." "Why don't you want it, my big dick... don't you like it?..." my hands were caressing her thighs and lifting her skirt... "Oh yes... mmm yes... but I'm your aunt ahhh..." her skirt had been lifted up to her waist and her buttocks and her panties were visible... she was wearing black pantyhose... I kept licking her from her neck up to her face... then my hands grabbed and squeezed her tits... with one move I tore her blouse... "Mmm my nephew... yes..."

Soon her tits were in my palms... she turned and started rubbing against me and kissing me with frenzy... "Lick them, my big-dicked nephew, lick them..." I was licking and biting her nipples while she kept moaning... with my tongue I went down to her pussy... I started tearing her pantyhose and my mouth and finger plunged into her wet cunt... she was enjoying the pussy-licking... slowly she started coming in my mouth... "Take it, faggot... lick it, you slut, my cum... yes ahhh..." her thighs were trembling... she kept coming... I stood up straight and she, with frenzy, undressed me, licked me, and bit me... she took my cock out and started playing with it... "My big-dicked boy, come on, tear your slut aunt apart... come on, my big dick..."

I grabbed her and put her on the sink... my cock started slowly entering her soaked pussy... the movements became faster and faster... I was fucking her violently... "You slut, feel my hard-on tearing you apart... take it inside you, whore..." she started trembling all over again from the lust... she was moaning loudly... until I couldn't take it anymore... I came inside her warm pussy... "Take it, you slut, take it..." "Yes, my lust, come inside me... ah yes... you've fucked the whore..." I pulled out and watched her thighs tremble and my cum running from her pussy down her torn pantyhose and her skirt...

I started getting dressed... she, when she started calming down a bit, gathered her torn clothes and went towards the bathroom... "But what have I done... what was I saying... with my nephew...?" saying this she started running to the bathroom... I went and sat in the living room... after a little while I saw her come out with a towel and go to her room... "So, what about that coffee, aunt... is it ready?..." she turned and looked at me... "You're a little devil, you know that...?" she says to me smiling... "Me... because I'm asking for a coffee...?" "Wait a bit, my nephew, and I'll serve you..." she says to me slyly...

The evening promised a lot of eroticism... and indeed it was.