Verhalen.XYZ - Moms Baby Sister

Geschreven door: Hypocrites
Categorie: Waargebeurd
Label(s): Drugs, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Older Female, Mature, Overspel, Pijpen, Reguliere sex, Reluctance, Slikken, Teen Male / Female, Vrouw,

FOREWORD

It's been a minute since I penned an actual incident in a story. This one is absolutely true.

Names have been changed but this is one of those things that's burned in my memory. At the time, I was as close to a true humanist as possible. I had ethics, I was honest, I had a good work ethic and was not interested in incest. But I also knew these were ethics, not morals. I saw nothing wrong with it, I just didn't believe in it for me.

Thank God I'm not that guy anymore but, as I have written elsewhere, I have had cause to start peeling an "onion" that I hadn't before, finding baggage I never thought I had. Not peeling it, allowed me to happily marry, remain faithful and raise God fearing kids. So there are times that digging up memories like this one, are of increasingly diminishing returns.

This memory was one of those that you knew was there but you couldn't open it. Like an app you can't open because the .ini file got moved or renamed. So while I remembered it, all my wife ever got were generalities of other things as we shared our pasts. Even knowing this, my wife loved my aunt as her favorite among my mom's weird siblings. As I work through these things, I am disgusted as husband, dad and God fearing man of conscience by this memory and the act of incest itself.. However, I was also weirdly turned on and it really bothered me. Had to jack off in the shower. So, this twisted me somewhere along the way and writing about it is cheaper than the couch.

In this account, the events that led up to this may have become conflated with other, similar evenings. But the actual encounter, every action and the conversation are indeliby marked in my memory like it had just occurred. I realized this and began to see the effects throughout my life that were tainted but well buried. Until now.

A couple of notes: Texas has always had an age of consent of seventeen though that's moot within the illegality of fucking your own relatives. And as much a hypocrite as I am, I cannot include my usual disclaimer in good faith. So... DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME (it is highly illegal). The stunts in this account were conducted by trained professionals in a closed set. No animals were hurt in the writing of this story.

INTRODUCTION

It was a Texas Summer in '75, yes kids, the 20th century. I was out of high school and was contracted to go to the Army in late Fall. I had awkwardly had my first sex with a girlfriend who was very patient and taught me a lot. Once that dam was broken, I was always looking for cute girls or women. I didn't have a lot of girls my age in the neighborhood but I did find myself in bed with some gorgeous "cougars" who were both adventurous and instructional.

I am 6'2", and hirsute. At that time I was 180# with a 28" waist, I had heavily muscled legs from my running and water skiing. I have blue eyes and I HAD auburn hair with a beard. I had grown in 11th grade and it had blond streaks, as my hair did, from so much sun.. I am large (I never measured), not porn fantasy large but long and thick. My balls were big,heavy and hung low. I'm difficult for any woman I've been with to take all of me. I had accidentally hurt my girlfriend in my inexperienced eagerness and even though she wasn't a virgin. That's what earned me some valuable instruction and better love making. Angelica "Angel" was a great lover, a good and patient teacher.

I was an avid slalom water skier but the only school sports I did was table tennis and a semester of fencing. I lifted weights and loved running. I ran ten miles every night. If I'd been doing yard work or had come from my job in town, I'd run only eight miles. It was Summer in Texas so I especially ran late at night. My legs were heavy from all of the running and my abs were well defined, even through the hair. I'd get bigger and stronger in the Army, going to airborne and those months training onboard Ft. Bragg. But right now, I was well built and though I hadn't taken any particular notice, girls and women did and told me so.

But that size, while scaring off some girls, is also what opened my flood gates with older (30s-40s mostly) women. They were wild in bed, especially the few I knew that were still married and they could accept all of me. These ladies loved getting their cunts stretched by a large, hard teenage dick. They liked when I took charge. And I was always amazed at how tight even the most experienced was and how several, that had had kids, could take me completely in and into their wombs.

Some hadn't had kids. But they liked to feel craved by a virile young man. Many want that controlling, hard fuck and I opened a few of their wombs too. These particular women actually got off on the discomfort and pain. It was kind of fucked up but I was having the best times of my last Summer. My girlfriend had months ago moved on but we were still friends which was nice. The lack of attachment made it easier to report to duty, a friend to write too, kept me sane through basic, AIT and jump school.

My aunt Beth, my mom's youngest sister was a petite 5'1" which is odd since all of her other siblings, even the women were taller than average. She was a country club type that lived a little over an hour away. She may have been about 110#, I don't know but she was an easy lift. She was really cute. She was blond with a short collar length cut. Bright blue eyes and full lips on a small, Cupid's bow mouth. Her neck was elegant and as short as she was, everything was in fine proportions.

She played a lot of tennis and loved sunbathing so she was really tan except for where her bikini was. I had seen her in a bikini a lot. Some by her pool and several times in my dad's boat. Her arms were well muscled but decidedly feminine, her abs tight and defined. That was despite having three kids. And those tanned full and hard thighs with pronounced ass and curvaceous calves made for an incredibly sexy package. Still She had married young and though her eldest was 9 years older than me, she was still just in her forties. This is not a fantasy so I won't say she looked much younger, but she was beautiful and very hot nonetheless. Still I never thought of her sexually, but I appreciated the beauty.

Her husband was a high powered salesman of tractors and heavy equipment, so it was a lot of parties, conventions and high powered couples' suares. I had recently learned, while sharing a bong with my older cousin that while the kids were hiding their pot, their parents were hiding theirs. The mutual discovery was a funny story. So I knew she got high. And I knew they swung, my older sister had told about their trying to fuck her. My sister and I were good friends so she shared the details. I had never thought of my sister sexually but I got a hard on. If she noticed, she never said.

PROVE IT!

My older sister had moved out to get her doctorate's on the east coast, where my mom lived. That slut had cheated on my dad and left him when I was little but he still held a secret torch for her. So we had a "guest" room.

He was dating a woman, my favorite of all of his girlfriends. She had also gotten to be friends with my aunt since her and my dad's girlfriend's orbit intersected in our family get togethers and were in the same neighborhood.. She was also a member of the same country club.. she was well off.

My dad, his girlfriend and my aunt along with his girlfriend's daughter had gone out on the boat and spent the day driving around the lake and beaching to just bake and drink beer. I'm sure my dad was beside himself, an impromptu Saturday on the lake with three bathing beauties. I had come home from work around six, had grabbed a soda and had just sat down when they got back.

I Helped my dad garage the boat and then came back in. I asked dad if I could have a beer and he agreed. Drinking age was 18 almost across the country then and he decided he'd rather I ask than go out and crack up after a night of partying. The parties still happened but I guess he settled on the small victories, I don't really know. Either way, his girlfriend and my aunt started in on the whisky and gin (my aunt liked that).

My dad's girlfriend's daughter needed to go home soon so dad asked me to take her, he didn't want his girlfriend to have any reason to leave. She was tall, maybe 5'10", chestnut hair and had been a model. That ended when she had a baby but still had become a successful business woman by the time she was 22. She was a statuesque beauty in her bikini and hadn't put her cover on so we just talked and I stole glances of her shapely legs, narrow waist and high champagne glass tits. What happened next is another story but she had gotten very flirty in her conversation, had some "incidental" contact with my heavy thigh and we ended up fucking before her kid was brought home by their father. This had been his Saturday with the boy.

When I got home, I went into my room to change into my running shoes, shorts and sleeveless sweatshirt. I was high marching as I headed out to stretch my hamstrings and warm up a little. My dad asked where I was going and I told him I was going running. Now he'd seen me go out many a night in the Summer for a run and cum back an hour and a half or a couple of hours later; depending on which route I was taking. This was going to be a ten mile night.

My aunt Beth was looking over the top of her gin and tonic, wearing her gossamer cover, leaving her coconut oiled and bikini clad body for all to see. "How far do you run?" There was a slight breathiness in the way she asked that.

I casually explained to her about how I'd run ten miles normally, sometimes eight if it was a long shift at work and I told her tonight was ten. "Bull shit." My dad laughed. We were at a stage, as I was becoming a man and about to go in the service, where we had become competitive. It was more just for friendly agitation and I took it for what it was. No insult, just a challenge. "Prove it."

"I don't know what to tell you dad," I really didn't. There was no GPS, phones or anything else to electronically prove any of it.

My dad's girlfriend was wearing a strapless black one piece. She liked her whisky like my dad, though she was more moderate in her drinking. She eyed me up and down appreciatively. Neither of us had any sexual attraction but she was plenty cute too. She was a whisky drinker too, not nearly as regular as my dad so after swallowing a sip she asked, "Honey, we could follow him. The headlights would be good in the dark too."

"How about it?" Dad said. I'll bet you $20 you don't run 10 miles.

I smiled, "You're on, but if you get bored and bail..."

"If I don't stay behind you, you win. What's your route?" Now he was well buzzed but he was always steady and I only saw him where I didn't trust him to drive intoxicated, and that was a night years later where he asked me to drive us home from a family party.

"Fair," and I went out the sliding back door to stretch while they all got in the car. I was standing in the alley finishing my stretch when they backed out and turned to illuminate me in the headlights. They started creeping behind me as I started jogging down the alley before turning on the street that led me to a farm to market road. There I'd go one of two ways, but on ten mile runs I'd turn down to the two lane state highway and run until the next FM road that would take me back up to our main divided road and back. I had paced it out in my Volkswagen so I knew where the five, seven and ten mile landmarks were. Both routes were longer than the intended run but that gave me either a 1/4 mile or 1/3 mile to cool down. They peeled off before I made the five mile landmark.

Now I knew about my aunt and uncle's proclivities from my sister, and I knew my dad would never cheat on his girlfriend. It didn't mean he didn't appreciate aunt Beth's petite and fit body. When I finally got back, soaked in sweat, dad's girlfriend had insisted they needed to leave so she could take aunt Beth home too. He was more in the tank than when I left so I guess she had a change of heart. But I heard my aunt talking about how they shouldn't think about driving this late and with this much alcohol. I went back to take my shower.

I came back to the living room with just my sleeping shorts on and dad was just finishing a drink standing a touch too close to his ex sister-in-law. His girlfriend was already in the shower and aunt Beth dodged a touch and laughed before bouncing down the hall to the back bedroom. Dad was a little unsteady when he stood up but his gyros stabilized pretty quickly and he went toward his master bedroom.

YOU WANT SOME?

I grabbed a beer and went to my room, turned on my TV and Benny Hill was on PBS. I also lit a few candles, both because I liked the atmosphere and I was rolling a joint. I was on the other side of the house but still, it was late. So I kept the TV down where a quiet conversation could be had.

Now, I had never considered incest with any of my relatives. It didn't interest me and while I had some beautiful women in my family, I was never sexually attracted to any of them. Not that I had a moral compunction against it back then, it just never interested me. Nothing like that was on my mind when it occurred to me to offer for aunt Beth to join me; based on what my cousin had recently told me. She was always the "fun" aunt. She was funny, a little raunchy in her humor and was liberated in her lifestyle and being able to get high with her kids around.

I could see the glow of a night light under the door of my sister's old bedroom. I tapped lightly on the door, "Beth? Beth, you still awake?"

I heard the bedsprings creak and soon the door opened to the dark hall. The dim light was enough to make her eyes look huge when she looked up at me and I could tell from her shoulder strap she was wearing a light nightgown, maybe teddy. She peaked around the edge of the door, "Waht is it David?" Her whisper was forceful, almost exasperated.

"I'm sorry Beth," I started to turn and she stopped me.

"You just startled me, what did you want?" She worked to sound less peeved with her annoying nephew.

"Well," I hesitated just a second but I saw her eyebrow rise questioningly, "I was going to spark up. Tom told me that he knew you and uncle Robert smoked. You want some?"

The hallway and house was dark behind me. A very dim glow bled down the hall from the candles in my room. She looked behind me furtively then looked back up with a smile, "Why would you want an old woman to share your stash?"

I laughed at myself and her "old woman" line. If she had known where I had been the night before last, she'd shit (it was at her 50 year old neighbor's). But there was nothing nefarious, nothing remotely incestuous in my offer, I didn't like getting high alone and she was fun company. I felt pretty good about my fitness and I felt that I struck a decent figure. Even so, when she accepted, I didn't sense anything untoward from her.

It was very dark in the house but when she came into my room and climbed on my bed to sit, I about fainted. She had modestly put her arm across her chest when she came out of her room and pushed by me. But when she climbed onto my twin bed and sat against the headboard, she sat cross legged and I saw she was wearing a teddy nightgown and her white tits glowed under the sheer pleats, a dark center to each stood in contrast. We didn't have thongs then but I'd bet if we had, my petite aunt would be the type to wear one. Her panties were matching though more opaque but so small. Now she was pretty small and these covered her sex, barely. The stringed side and the low waist showed the stark white tan lines.

I shook it off and went to my desk to get the joint and lit it up. I got the glow established and gave her the first hit. This strain was fantastic, we called it "Kona Gold" though I don't know if that even exists these days. Aunt Beth lolled her head back as the glow intensified and she handed back as she held her breath before needing to exhale. "Oooooooo," she cooed, "That's really nice." She raised her head and smiled a very relaxed smile.

WHO WANTED IT FIRST?

I had sat facing her, my legs crossed and took a hit. My eyes had adjusted and I could see the ruby red nipples and aureola. My problem was, sitting like that pulled my shorts tight across the front. Though not hard, my cock was still very respectable and I wondered if she could make it out through the dark blue shorts. She took another hit and laid a hand on my thigh when she leaned forward to hand it back. The neckline fell forward and I saw a flash of her small white tits and nipples. Those nipples looked longer, maybe it was angle and dim candle light. "Do you know how to shotgun?"

I looked at her expression. Her full lips were parted slightly and I could tell she was relaxed as she waited for an answer. I had always felt that giving a shotgun was very intimate which is why I only did it with girls. I blame the pot starting to work, I blame the teddy and I blame my own vascularity and I blame the closeness needed for a shotgun. Standing was close, but sitting...

I smiled and grabbed her hips and scooted myself closer which tilted her knees up to set on top of mine. She shocked the fool out of me. She unfolded her crossed legs and draped her shapely thighs over mine as I scooted closer. She leaned forward and adjusted the pillow behind her and then shook the hair out her face when she sat back. I was only vaguely aware of my slow pulse beginning to be felt in my cock.

I toked the joint and then flipped it around and closed my lips around it. I placed my hands on the sides of my aunt's beautiful face and she inhaled sharply but quietly as I leaned close and she opened her mouth to accept the cool smoke. All my running gave me fantastic lung capacity, so as I held her and the stream of smoke was flowing into her mouth we got very close to touching lips. Her eyes widened as I just kept going until her lungs were full and the stream of thick smoke spilled over her lips when she closed them, stifling a cough.

She held it as long as she could, fought a couple more stifled coughs that sound kind of like a restrained sneeze and finally let it out slowly. She breathed it back at me with a completely sultry expression and then laughed. "Fuck, you're good at that." She laughed and slapped the center of my hard chest. Then she got a weird look on her face as she looked where her hand was and lightly stroked my chest hair before withdrawing.

Her eyes were slightly lidded but they sparkled in the flickering wizard candle votive. I loved that terra cotta candle, it was carved to look like a tree stump with a wizard's face. Hey, it was the 70s. An orange halo was on the ceiling and the glass marble eyes glowed yellow-orange, I turned back as I finished my next hit. The aroma of sandalwood and rich marijuana fought for prominence. I leaned forward as I turned the joint inward and she started shaking her head as I took her upper arm to pull myself closer. "No David, that's enough," she giggled, "I'm wittle bitty after all," and she pouted comically. I almost spit out the joint but I slid my left hand behind her head to hold it as I advanced. "You're a naughty boy," she said and laughed before clamping her lips and holding her breath and holding her nose. She was pushing at my chest but without conviction.

She had no idea who she was dealing with and with my lungs and a resting heart rate around forty, she would've had to hold hers for at least five minutes. I did that regularly back then, my personal best was eight and a half just laying on the bottom of a pool. Didn't matter, I cheated anyway. I wasn't under water so I took slow and imperceptible breaths through my nostrils. That could have prolonged my hold by several minutes but she was struggling at a minute and a half and she had to fight her giggling at the absent face I presented her. She was losing, she knew it and was pulling her head back in my hand but again, without much effort or conviction. I didn't know if she was getting too high to affect any real effort or if it was a kind of game of token resistence.

She crossed her eyes and rolled them back in an exaggerated effort to break my concentration and laugh. It almost worked and I fought the smile to maintain my stone faced stare. She finally gasped and instantly my right hand tightened on her left upper arm and I held her head as I closed the small distances and began another long stream of cool smoke into her mouth. She relented and started to inhale, her lips closing over the tip of the joint. I'm not sure who closed the small gap between our lips; I mean we were both wavering. But my mustachioed lips touch her shining succulent ones and she paused to vent smoke through her nostrils and let out low, "Mmmmmmmmm."

I pulled back and watch her drop her head back again to hold it, her slender neck tight. Finally she exhaled the smoke straight into the air before lifting her face and looking at me, her face flushed and her eyes intense. "Fuuucck me," she said as I noticed her deep breathing and wet lips.

"Is that an invitation?" I said around the smoke from my last hit. She laughed and slapped at me playfully but then she stopped suddenly. What I hadn't noticed as I had set there was that my cock had swollen and was now extended beyond my waistband. The elastic held it tight to my abs but it was twitching in time with my pulse.

My aunt was stroking my chest hair, almost absent mindedly and her other delicate hand rested on my right thigh, her middle fingertip just under the hem of the leg. She was squeezing softly as if to test the musculature of my heavy thighs. The water skiing and running did me right. She had laughed at my joke but stopped when she glanced down to my lap. A quiet gasp, barely audible, made me look where she was and I felt the blood rush to my face.

I handed the joint to her and she gulped before taking the hit. She had been looking with an expression I couldn't interpret, curiosity maybe? I took her hand and brought it to my aching shaft. I rubbed her hand over the head and cloth covered part and she slowly continued to slide the heel of her hand and fingers up and down when I released it. Her breath had quickened and I saw her squirm, "Oh David, that is flattering but we really can't."

"Why not Beth? I know you swing. I didn't expect it, but you turn me on." She looked shocked.

WE CAN'T, IT'S DANGEROUS

I slid my right hand up her firm and well moisturized tanned thigh. She stopped breathing suddenly and then exhaled through pursed lips. She pulled my hand away gently but I shook her off and very gently returned to her strong thigh and started a slow, feather light stroke up and down her flexing leg. She spoke in a hushed, breathy tone, "Holy shit, you're huge." Her hand moved tortuously slow over my hardness. Her hand slid down the length of my aching cock and cupped my large balls through the fabric. Her next stroke was met with my first surge of precum, "I bet you're a potent son of a bitch, aren't you?" I half nodded, half shrugged. "Shit!" She almost yelled when my thumb stroked her slit through her panties and pressed on her clit.

I stopped to pull her onto my legs, her ass was on my thighs and her legs spread further as her knees spread and her feet were behind me. The tightness of her panties forced the crotch to pull into her vulva. I leaned forward and kissed her. She froze but she didn't pull away. My thumb slipped past the bunched up fabric and found wetness and she gasped again as my thumb was gently stroking her wet slit and strumming her clit. The tips of my three middle fingers stroked through a light and soft dusting of blond pubic hair. It was hard to make out in the low light and against her white pudenda. But it felt heavenly. Her hips began gyrating in small circles as my thumb orbited her wet opening. Despite her recalcitrance she kept the one hand going and had rolled the waistband below my egg sized nuts. The precum had made her hand slippery and both my cock and balls were soaked.

She clamped her hand over her mouth to scream when I pushed my thick thumb into her amazingly tight cunt. The hand from my cock grabbed my wrist to hold me still but she was squeaking as I continued to worm the digit around in her soaking vagina. I uncrossed my legs and lifted her onto my knees. This tilted her back and I caught her head to lay it down softly, while pulling her away from the headboard. I laid next to her and heard her whisper, "Oh no," as she lay back. But she didn't close her sexy thighs, instead they were parted slightly. She sighed and then moaned when I resumed working her cunt and clit, this time under the waistband and she involuntarily humped her hips as my finger sawed in and out of her and when it stopped to strum her aroused clit.

"Fuck David!" Her hushed voice sounded frustrated and a little sad, "We can't baby, you're too virile and I'm unprotected. So help me, I really want to." I had pushed her thighs apart and was sliding my leaking erection on her flat abdomen as I continued to work towards bringing her off. I pulled my hand from her panties and sawed the edge of my hand along her middle, pressing the crotch of her wet panties into her slit and the fabric was being pulled back and forth against her clitoris.

"Okay Beth," for the first time I really wanted to fuck my own relative and like never before, but as long as she got me off, I'd accept that. I bent over and kissed her hard while I was on my knees at her side. My jumping prick had slung several drops of precum on her teddy and her tummy when I lifted it to see those beautiful small tits. "Doesn't mean I cant make you wish we had." I stopped, pulled her thighs together and pulled at her panties from behind. She shook her head rapidly and grabbed both my forearms but raised her hips nonetheless.

I slid the soaked underwear from her legs and went back up to sit her up while I pulled her teddy off. She groaned in protest but raised her arms so I could peel it off. I laid her back down and clamped my mouth over her left tit, suctioning the entire small tit into my mouth. My left hand started squeezing the other small tit and pulling the nipple like I was milking it. She arched her neck and raised her chest while my right hand started assaulting her aroused sex. "Careful honey, you're dripping on me. It's dangerous David, I don't want to get pregnant. Then she cried out softly and started with, "No, no, no, no, no," rapidly as I was finger fucking, sliding through her slit and gently pinching her clit. "Oh noooooooo," she breathed out as her climax hit her and those powerful small thighs became hard as rock. Her legs were rigid and her feet pointed in tension as I continued rubbing and finger fucking my hot little aunt. She started whimpering when the second started and then a third, "Ow! Ow ow ow," she whispered hoarsely. I slowly dragged my finger through her soaked slit and trailed the dripping finger up, between her tits and softly stroked her lower lip, leaving it glossy. She caught it with her hand and started sucking her juices from my fingers like she was fellating them.

She moaned around my fingers as she sucked them and I slid my right leg over hers while I propped up on my side to play with her swollen nipples while she came down. "Oh shit David, look how close you are dripping," and she desperately started wiping with her bare hand. All that did was make her lower abdomen glossy. "Come here", and she pulled at my thighs and ass until I understood and moved to straddle her chest and lay my dripping cock at her lips. She licked another dollop of precum onto her tongue then showed it to me before making a production out of swallowing. She lifted her head and pulled the other pillow under her head so that she could let me slide the head into her wet suctioning mouth.

PITY

Damn she knew how to give head. Her hands gripped me near the base as she moved her head up and down the top few inches. Her lips made a thin circle as her small mouth struggled to accept me. I saw her throat moving and knew she was swallowing a constant supply of precum. I couldn't help myself and thrust as she rose to take more cock. She gagged and pulled back, coughing. When she had cleared her saliva and caught her breath, she looked up at me. "Poor baby, let your old aunt help you with that." She pushed at my right leg and I swung off of her. She turned and slid off the bed to her knees, she smiled and crooked her finger in a "come here" motion. I slid to the edge and sat up, my legs on either side of her.

"Holy fuck!" I growled as she stretched her mouth tightly over my cock head and started pumping with her hand as she sucked, kissed and laved her tongue along the underside of my angry erection. I put my hands on her head and almost pulled her on me. She pulled off and looked up at me, "Okay honey, but go slow. I want to see if I take this huge motherfucker." As she took me back in and I pulled her lower, she groaned, almost painfully. I wondered whether this was painful for her small mouth. I didn't want to ruin this so I pulled slowly until I hit her epiglottis. She stopped my hips with her hand and then nodded while pulling more of a vacuum. She gagged and wretched but continued to work me past her gagging and into her throat. I could actually see the shape through the skin of her throat and her trachea bulged when she swallowed and milked me deeper. She finally pressed her nose into my pubes and I didn't really know what to do next. I had never had deep throat oral before. In fact, I had precious few blow jobs to compare with.

She was struggling around the cock that had distended her esophagus. She tapped my hands and I let her go so she could pull off and grab a hoarse and rattling breath. Saliva had been dripping off of my balls and pooling between her thighs. More poured from her open mouth to join it in an obscene pool while she took several deep breaths. She slurped some of the drool back into her mouth and swallowed. She rubbed my slimy cock along the side of her face before looking up. Her eyes had watered but she looked proud, "I knew I could take that fucker. Now David, I'm sorry I did this to you, well allowed this to happen. So when you go back in, be easy like before but once I have it all, you can fuck my throat. Just be easy, okay?" I just nodded, my mouth hanging open like a moron and my dick lurched at the perverted scene.

She leaned back in, licked that serpentine tongue around the head and dripping eye before straining her mouth wide to accept it again. I went slow and stopped when she gagged, less severely this time and she started working her head around to wedge more of me down and into her spasming throat. I never felt anything close to this! It was amazing and the fact it was my mom's sister added another level that I hadn't considered and that only made it hotter.

Once she was pressed against my balls and pubes again she swallowed a couple of times milking my cock and sending an electric shock. I almost came then and there. But she pushed back against my hand slightly, signaling to relax my grip so she could draw the head back into her mouth. She laved the head in her mouth and sucked like it was a jawbreaker and then started forward again which was my signal to help push her all the way down. She had one hand pumping until her mouth went all the way to the base with just a slight gag. Then she started massaging her throat with her hands. It blew my mind, I could feel her fingers working along the outside of her neck! I thrust hard against her lips. She pulled her head back again, and again I relaxed my grip to allow her to pull up and off. She took some deep breaths before looking up again, "Okay, I want your cum. When I push you back down my throat and nod, you can start to fuck me in the mouth and throat, go easy baby. You could really hurt me. I'll let you know if I can take it harder."

USE ME SHE SAID

Fuck me, this was surreal. Between getting high with my scantily clad aunt, getting her off and having her taking me all the way down her throat and now telling me to fuck her face, I figured I had either died or was in some drug induced waking dream. I was jarred back to reality as she licked the drip from my cock's eye and quickly forced her mouth over the bulbous head. She nodded and I placed my hand on the back of her head, thrusting in and out inside her convulsing throat and then back into her mouth. She rolled her head around the top few inches before pushing back to her throat and waiting for my hand to take control. My muscles strained against each other in conflict as I watched her throat swell and contract with each stroke. I fought against an almost insurmountable urge to rape her throat.

The sounds of slurping, small gagging sounds and wet squelching were driving me insane. She pulled back and I let her up to slurp off the end of my jumping cock. Saliva hung in strings from my shaft and balls, more from her chin. Streaks of tears from her eyes watering cut through the perspiration that made her face shimmer and shine. She took a long languid lick and then kissed the tip, "Okay my big boy, this is for you, all you. I want you to use me, fuck my mouth, fuck my throat but cum in my mouth. I want to taste you." She was a bit hoarse. She forced her lips to stretch over my head and thickening shaft once more and I took her head in my hands and started to force her down, past her momentary gag and deep into her throat. She put her hands to her neck and started to squeeze her esophagus as the crown deformed the sides and the expansion bulged her wind pipe, narrowing it to where she couldn't breathe.

The intense spasms rippling down the length and squeezing the head was driving me insane. I drew back, still cautious but more quickly than before. My aunt sucked hard and breathed through her nostrils but I cut her off when I slid over her epiglottis and back into her throat. She squirmed and a guttural "Mmmmmmmmm," vibrated my sensitive head. We picked up the pace, I really wanted to go for broke, rape her until I came but the intensity of sensations from the smooth, swift and full length strokes was like an electrocution. I could feel my prostate start to contract and I pulled until just the head was sealed behind her lips. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.." I spat it over and over again as I felt my urethra swell and then the tinge of pain as it forced open the sensitive eye and a huge dump of sperm blasted through and into Beth's suctioning lips.

I had jacked off plenty, I had cum in and on enough women and heard there amazed voices at how much there was. I didn't have anything to compare it to, but it always looked like a lot to me. And in most cases, I came even more the second and sometimes a third time. My aunt's cheeks ballooned and she was caught off guard with the sudden volume. She choked and a dribble came out of her nose and her throat struggled to keep up with the swallowing. She remained latched on, sucking me past my ability to stand it and it finally slowed. She slurped off of my sensitive cock head and looked up with her lips coated in a creamy film. An obscene drip hung from her lower lip and a single drop had hit her left tit when she pulled back. Now that glob had run down the small slope and hung threateningly from her nipple. She smiled and licked her lips, pulling the errant drip back into her mouth, sniffed the one back into her nose and showed the gathered cum on her tongue before she swallowed.

She brushed her damp hair back and laughed a kind of crazy "I can't believe I did that" kind of laugh. "Did your old aunt make you feel better?" I fell back on the bed and my still large cock slapped wetly against my belly.

"Holy fucking shit Beth." She stood and flopped down next to me on her front and held her head up on her hands to look down at my face.

"I hope it was okay for you," understatement much? "I had no idea how big and beautiful you are, I'm proud of myself though." She smiled at the thought, "I've never had anything close to that and to take it all, wow." I had turned on my side and was rubbing her sweaty back and moving down the sweaty muscles and cupped a very firm ass that practically glowed in its whiteness. "Mmmmmmm," she cooed as I kneaded the milky mounds. She leaned forward for a soft but too short kiss and rolled to her side to pet my sweating bicep. She glanced down and dropped her head to the mattress and rolled her eyes at the still frightening length of my semi-hard and glistening dick. Feigned exasperation while the gleam in her eye and the renewed flush in her sweaty face betrayed her exaggerated act of being scandalized.

"Aunt Beth, I've never felt ANYTHING like that before. I haven't had very many blow jobs at all and never THAT." The fact is, I exaggerated a little. I had plenty of blow jobs since the Spring but the latter was true. No one, no matter how experienced could take me like my aunt did. She scooted a little closer, on her side, and hung a toned arm over my waist before patting my ass. I stood and heard a shuddering gasp as she saw my large meat still hanging out a ways.

She sighed wistfully, "Oh, I wish we could have made love, you're so beautiful, so big. You're like Adonais. I bet you make girls very, very happy with that, or very scared." She shook silently as she laughed.

I rolled another joint and lit it before sitting back at my aunt's side. I handed her the joint and she looked at me accusingly as she rolled onto her back to toke. Her nipples hardened as the sweat evaporated and I leaned over to give each a little suck. She moaned and held my head to a salty tit as she drew another long toke and and puffed it out in a staccato "pfft, pfft, pfft" as the renewed buzz made her laugh behind the toke at the absurd situation of her nakedness, spread over her nephew's bed and with his cum drying on her lips and tit.

These vignettes, the obscenely erotic pictures that burned into my psyche are still a turn on even now,as I write this. Cell phone cameras came thirty years too late as far asI'm concerned and I finally saw the fine blond hair that lightly covered her sex. The dancing candle light sparkled in the moist, dewey softness. I stroked her soft down and she jerked at first contact but cooed softly as I pet her. I decided to play the naive teenager card. Angel had taught me a lot about pleasing a woman, including how to eat a woman. I found I could actually torment women with multiple orgasms and that made fucking all that more intense. But as I kissed her tits and kissed my way down her tummy, her hand caught my hair and stopped my progress, "Just what do you think you're up to you bad, bad boy?"

I licked her navel causing her tummy to suck in with a jerk before I lifted up to look at her. "You really did something amazing for me, I'd like to learn how to do that for you... uh, I mean women." She flopped back on the bed and covered her face with her hands to muffle the laugh. Those small tits with their erect and long nipples jiggled while her whole frame shook.

"For fuck's sake you little shit, don't you ever get tired?" I leaned over her with the half joint and held her head between my hands and started forcing a stream through her parted and pouty lips. She coughed and then gave herself over to the cool smoke of this most intimate sharing. She barely exhaled during my toke before I forced another on her. I pressed my lips to her slightly parted ones as I blew the smoke into her lungs. She mouthed my lips like she was kissing me and she vocalized a soft moan as she inhaled.

I handed the dwindling joint to her as I slid along her side and onto the floor before pushing her knees apart. I grabbed her hips and drug her ass to the side of the bed so her cunt splayed open where I could maul its tender and swollen labia an clit. I kissed her at the top of her slit. The tip of my tongue just touched her clit and she clamped a hand over her mouth as she gave a sobbing laugh that was muffled. "Aunt Beth, do I just lick it?" She looked down through lidded eyes, mumbled something and drew long and hard on the smoldering joint. Her free hand found my hair and she stoked it, running her fingers through the curls.

She nodded in reply and I leaned forward and forced my tongue into her tight vagina. "Oh FUCK!" she hissed. And she started humping her cunt into my face as I drew my tongue slowly up her slit and tongued her clitoris.

I lifted my face, my beard already wet with her juices and asked, "Was that right? What else can I do?"

She put the joint between her lips and grabbed my wrists, sliding them up her sides and placing them on those sweaty, tiny and stark white tits. She pulled the roach from her lips, "You're doing good sweetie. Do more of that. And pull on my titties,my nipples. I like just a little pain, it makes my pussy throb." I grinned and started to squeeze her small breasts and slid my thumb and forefinger together before rolling the nipples with my thumb over the forefinger until she complained from the torment. "Yessssss, like that sweetie. Lick me, suck on the little bump at the top and maybe bite it some."

I smiled internally at how she actually thought that I didn't know what or where her clit was. I have always been a lousy liar, even with my stoic affect and a worse actor, but my playing the wide eyed horny but naive teenager was Oscar worthy. Angel had taught me the basics, the experienced women honed my skills, I was very pleased with myself.

Have you ever heard a whispered shout? That was what the cacophony of hushed "ah"s, gasps and hisses was like as her strong thighs squeezed my head in time with my hitting her swollen clit and sucking it in between my teeth. My hands were causing her to writhe from my tormenting her nipples and her entire body shined from sweat. I'm tongue tied so I can't fuck it very deep into a cunt, but it's thick and strong. The strength that I can exert as I lick upwards, split my aunt's vulva and labia. She was bucking into my mouth as her grunts started to get loud. Her thighs flexed and her legs went rigid as she was pushing on her tip toes. She pushed her pelvis up and was making small humping motions and she reached for a pillow to clamp over her face. Just as she was starting to squeal under the pillow I stopped and looked up, "Aunt Beth? Am I still in the right place, you sound like it's uncomfortable. You were moving like you were trying to get away."

She tented the pillow over her face so she could look down at me with disbelief and frustration. She was ready to cuss me out, I'd seen that look on some of my mature conquests once I learned and started using edging just to exert my dominance. I stayed looking at her with her juices glistening in my beard and like I was still waiting for her guidance. Beth closed her eyes for a moment and breathed deep to calm her frustration, "No ,sweetie. You were doing it right, honey," her voice was shaky and her tummy kept jerking while I still worked her nipples slowly and feeling my dick twitch under me as her face screwed up in a pained expression and she sucked in air sharply on the particularly aggressive nipple pulling. "David, you were doing great, if you keep that up... shit, I was so close... Ahhh! Ow, ow, ow! Hmmmmm, that's good," she sighed after a long, slow pull on both nipples that stretched them painfully. I felt her mound press into my beard under my chin. My squirming aunt moaned after the distended nipples snapped back from my pinching fingers and thumbs.

She sank back but her cunt was tilted upward and she was making small circles while her tanned tummy undulated. I licked the length of her slit and nipped at her clit. She squealed and bounced her soaking sex up to keep my mouth on her. "And that's good too?"

"YES!" She hissed, "When I... I mean when a woman is moving like that and she's getting wetter, she's telling you that you're pleasing her." She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair. I went to work in earnest, I laved at her opening to arrest some of the copious fluid pouring from, pressing into her still tight mature cunt. She clamped the pillow over her head as I pushed her closer and closer before pulling away to frustrate her once more and act like I was just getting my breath. I kept her right on the edge, denying her release multiple times. She was screaming something into the pillow she held on her face. I made out a "shit" and "fucker" and smiled openly at her suffering.

I clamped my mouth on her clit and hummed as I sucked and gnawed at the rubbery little nubbin and she jumped, pushing her spasming cunt into my tongue. I gave her nipples a hard twist causing her to scream and sob into the pillow as she started bucking against me. I pulled my hands down and forced her thighs apart as she went rigid. As she convulsed I slipped my now free hand up and started sawing a finger into her gasping vagina and she screamed some more unintelligible things into the pillow. The climax that had peaked, peaked again without her coming down. I held her strong left leg wide with my right forearm and elbow inside her knee. My left hand was squeezing the inside of her slippery left thigh as I pushed it uncomfortably wide. The sweat and her juices made the upper thigh slick and as I maneuvered my hand near her sex for a better purchase, my left thumb "accidentally" slid down into her crack and when she bucked again and I pushed it through her clenched but slippery sphincter. Her muffled screams, sobs and what sounded like maniacal laughter made my cock jump and drip on the carpet. Her fluid flooded my mouth and I kept on, peaking her again and keeping her in a continuous climax for several minutes.

She was pounding on my head, trying to slap me off of her tortured sex and I finally relented. Her clenched fist relaxed and her arms fell outward. "Oh my god," she panted, "You ruined me." I lifted the pillow off her face and replaced it on the other one at the head board. I climbed into the bed while lifting her legs and turning her to lay her head back. Her eyes burned and her full lips were wet and quivering as her lungs clawed for air.

I was on my side, the head of my cock dripping on her right hip as she lay there weak and panting. I swept some sweaty hair from her face and bent to kiss her. It was tender but quickly devolved into a slobbering French kiss as she tasted herself on my lips and in my mustache and beard. She hummed into my mouth as I slid my hand around her slippery tits, stomach and thighs, getting teasingly close to her swollen clit and labia. She'd whimper through our unending kiss as I'd slide a finger millimeters from her throbbing cunt and clitoris only to move past without touching it. She'd close her eyes and go rigid, trembling beneath my hand as little mini orgasms shuddered through her. I lifted my face and she placed her palm on her forehead as she flopped her head back and sighed. "You are a fucking liar!" She half laughed through her the accusation.

"How do you figure that?" I was casually strumming her left nipple with my thumb and my left hand was caressing her hair and face.

"Asking me if you're doing it right you asshole, that was like nothing I've ever, ever... I mean no one has ever eaten me like that. You knew exactly what you were doing, liar." She grabbed the back of my head and pulled into another lurid kiss and yelping into my throat as I went from casually strumming to a slow, agonizing pull on the abused and purple nipple. I slid my hand down to just above her small thatch of downy pubic hair and grabbed her hip to pull her against me. My right leg fell between hers and my cock pushed to the middle of her tummy, just below her sternum. It left a slimy tell-tale trail. She took my head in both hands and lifted me from the kiss, "Careful sweetie," and then she pulled me back down. We were still very high, but in that warming relaxing phase.

"I didn't say I didn't know how, I just asked so I could please you, do what you liked the most." She laughed quietly and mouthed "bull shit" silently as her own, well defined arm slid over my waist and her hand slid over the sweaty hair to cup my ass cheek.

I shifted and thumped the underside of her tit with the head of my cock before settling in, lower where my precum pooled in the center of her convex tummy. "Oh fuck me," she laughed in frustration. Her arm withdrew from my waist and she cupped the leaking head in her hand, smearing the slick fluid around the crown and her tummy. "Oooooohhhh," my aunt Beth groaned, "You're incorrigible. Don't you ever go down? It's so beautiful and that I do this to you makes me feel pretty good about myself," she smiled up at me.

NO DAVID, YOU CAN'T

"You're sexy and you know it," I chuckled but then turned serious as I lightly stroked her swollen sex. She jerked under me with a gasp whenever I "accidentally" depressed her darkened clit, "I wish you wanted me as bad as I want you," she sighed, "And I've wanted you for a long time," a little white lie as I'd never thought about it until a few hours ago. But she shuddered with my expression of desire. Looking back, I wonder how being wanted compared to her other hedonistic side. Just fucking and being fucked in pursuit of some libertine ideal. I'd imagine her self esteem wasn't being lifted very often with expressions of desire.

Aunt Beth adjusted her self, forcing her sensitive, engorged cunt lips into my thigh. She sighed a sad sounding whimper inside her breath, "Oh sweetie, I've never seen a manhood like yours," her cunt ground against the leg and I climbed between her thighs and she was in a sort of delirium between the pot and having so many unrelenting orgasms. Her arms slid up on my biceps as I was pushed up over her. "So help me, I've never wanted something so bad in my life honey, but I don't have any protection. It's just too dangerous." As she was saying how bad she wanted it I slid down toward her pubic area. She was exhausted from the relentless climaxes and really chill on the pot but I expected a protest as I was being so bold but it didn't come.

I did a sort of pushup down to where I could suckle her elongated nipples and she involuntarily thrust her pelvis up. Her breathing was getting faster and deeper and her lidded eyes never left mine. I kissed her again, softly and teasingly withdrew when she wanted more and she whimpered as she dropped back on her pillow. Her thighs were split wide as she lay under me, reveling in the slow and deliberate stimulation I was giving her. Her afterglow and mini orgasms went on and on.

It wasn't until she felt my shaft press into her slit behind the head and pons that she "realized" what was going to happen. Her eyes looked sad and she shook her head slowly, "No David," she whispered, "You can't... we can't." She sounded plaintive and maybe a little sad. I ignored her quiet protest and sawed through her slit with the underside of my shaft. My aunt, in clear conflict with herself clamped her hands over her mouth to cry out behind them. I slid down slowly until her swollen clit dipped into the eye of my precum streaming cock.

"Stop,stop, stop!" She whispered urgently, "Oh fuck David, don't, you could already have me pregnant. Please doooon't.. AHHHHHGH!" Her moaning "don't" turned into a cry when I seated my dick at her opening and pushed the racquet ball sized head through and into her rippling vagina. She was like a velvet vice, so tight yet so smooth and welcoming. She grunted as her distended labia sealed behind the head.

"I thought you wanted me," I said with as much angst as I could pretend.

"Oh please honey, OOF!" I interrupted her with another four inches suddenly driving into her, "Oh I do, heaven help me I do. But I'm fertile sweetie... right now. Please stop." She quietly sobbed and groaned, "Nooooooooo."

"Tell me you don't want this, make me stop." She let out an exasperated huff of air and I slid into her another couple inches until I met her cervix. I know my precum had to be leaking through her womb's entrance as I gyrated, grinding the massive head against the rubbery barrier. Oh shit, this was amazing. She was small, so tight but so wet that, rather than being difficult, her experienced cunt was accepting though resistant. She was quietly crying though a strangely contented smile gave her a slutty and angelic expression. I pulled back slightly and push back into her cervix. "Anyway, it's too late, you might as well take what you want. Damn, I want you so much." I leered down with a wicked grin as I gave her cervix another nudge, forcing a grunt from her.

"For fuck's sake, I'm going to hell," she couldn't stop herself and her ankles locked behind the small of my back as I increased the stroke length in a leisurely paced deep fucking. The bump of her uterus outside popped up whenever I was hitting her cervix and she held her hand over it like she was soothing a punch in the stomach. She spoke between pants and "ah"s, "Okay... baby... use me.. but don't cum in me." I nodded as I pushed up and looked into her face as I pumped into her depths, "SHIT!" She hissed I started to press hard as I bottomed out, wanting the rest of my shaft to feel her molten core yielding to accept the deepest penetration. "No one has ever hit me there," she spoke breathlessly so it came as an erotic whisper.

I lay down onto my petite aunt and squashed her sweaty body under mine. My right hand slid under her lower back and I held her by the ass my middle finger slipped into her crack and the tip I pressed into her dampened asshole. My other hand was between her shoulder blades pressing her pebble hard nipples into my lower chest. She pressed her face into my chest hair to stifle her shuddering cry. Though I was opening parts of her where no dick had been before and was straining her limits, I was easy with my pacing, reveling in the incredibly snug but well lubricated tunnel.

She was experiencing that level of discomfort that actually made her more aggressive in meeting my thrusts. Her voice was so sexy as she moaned, groaned and sighed when I displaced her uterus again and again by pressing more forcefully into her cervix. She was panting vocally as I picked up my pace but remained easy when assaulting her womb's guard. She was acting delirious with her eyes closed, succulent lips parted to form an "O" and she rocked her pelvis when I just held tightly pressed into her fertile pussy. She clung to my back, digging nails into my traps as she released her ankle but splayed her legs to her sides to give me more access. Her cunt was still so incredibly tight, even after three kids and who knows how many partners.

She moaned and grunted as my long, full strokes stretched her labia until only the crown remained ensconced and she'd moan a long moan as I pushed back in and rolled her labia and clit into my invading shaft. A series of rapid deep strokes had her sobbing, moaning and cursing breathlessly. I was driving toward my pleasure but Beth's squirming and complete abandon told me I may actually reach the rare vaginal climax. I felt my well used balls roiling and she heard my groan and jerk as I neared my ultimate climax. "Please don't baby," she pleaded. She was panting though, "C'mon honey pull out, I'll let you cum in my mouth... FUCK!," I had driven into her forcefully and actually slammed her cervix back up and into her. "Oh shit that hurts so good," but then she started thrashing under me in a panic. "Please lover..." she panted with my driving fucking, "Let me taste you," she was tearfully pleading.

I was dripping sweat from my face, our meshed bodies slipped around on each other as I continued pumping her clasping pussy. "I have to aunt Beth, I have to..." and I started driving until I felt my prostrate pulse and my urethra pulse as it waited for my nuts to send my viscous cum.

Beth started quietly sobbing but squeezed me to her chest in surrender as I felt the first, heavy rope pulse through my urethra and spill against her womb's mouth. "Oooooohhhh noooo," she whimpered and started to cry when she felt felt the warmth spreading through the center of her womanhood. I short stroked, slamming into and holding against her cervix with each surge of my baby making cum. A sudden spasm went through her as she had a small orgasm. My sexy aunt Beth clung to my neck and pressed her face to mine and kissed my ear. She whispered as I was slowing both my pushes into her and the dangerous seeding of her unprotected womb. "Oh baby," she kissed my ear then the corner of my mouth, "I don't want to be pregnant. You opened me and you came in me, why oh why did I allow this?. I'll be ruined." She gave a single sort of tearful laugh, "I AM ruined." She covered her face with her hands.

I jabbed at her uterus' opening once more and then started a long pull to extricate my flagging shaft from her tight and clasping pussy. She whimpered and raised her hips to lessen the pulling pain of my withdrawal. When the head popped free, a latent surge poured onto her pudenda and dollops slid in between her swollen labia and gasping opening. More poured from her opening and ran down the crack of her ass to soak the sheet below her dilated cunt. Seeing the evidence of my ruinous fertilization my aunt groaned in acceptance of the unwanted.

I pulled her onto her side facing me, prying at her ass cheek and an obscene rivulet ran down her lower thigh. Her labia was still pronounced, even with her legs together. They simply protruded above her tightly clasped vulva, swollen. We were still buzzed but we weren't anywhere near as high as what had combined with the intimacy and physical beauty to make me want to take her. She snuggled in, her arms folded in front of her chest while I held her tight. "I'm afraid, but I feel so safe," she started crying but was kissing me on the lips and around my face and hairy nipples. "Hold me?" I kissed the top of her head and she slipped a hand from between us to place it over my heart as my arms encircled her and pulled her into me.

As we talked, shared confessions and pet one another, our sweaty skin to skin contact and the way she pressed her pelvis and clenched thighs against my thickness. It had never gone down completely but the slippery stimulation had me hard again inside of fifteen minutes. "Oh no," I groaned. Beth shushed me and gently pushed my right shoulder coaxing me onto my back. My aunt slid a hand over my hairy abs to cup my slimy prick. "Let me fix you," she whispered and curled up with her head on my stomach. She massaged my massive slippery ball sack and tentatively stuck the tip of her tongue into the newly leaking eye. Her sweaty and flushed face moved onto my pubic hair and she stretched her lips over the bulbous head of my wanting erection. Her gentle sucking, slurping and pumping was really getting to me but she stopped. I groaned quietly, "I'm so sorry baby, I wanted to thank you but my jaw aches too much." She was exhausted and her throat fucking had pushed her jaw beyond its normal limits.

I took my disappointed aunt by her under arms and pulled her up so I could kiss that beautifully mature face, my lust was insatiable. She straightened up and slipped a smooth, shining thigh over mine and pressed it into my nuts. The contact jolted me and precum spilled into my hair on my stomach. I rolled towards her and pressed her left shoulder and she yielded, rolling onto her back and letting those athletic and tanned thighs fall apart.

I rolled toward her and slipped between her open legs. She whimpered softly as I slid down until my tip dropped and caught at her sensitive and swollen opening. She hissed as it slatted against the ravished opening and I was propped on my elbows, my hands holding her face so I could watch her, kiss her lips. I nudged into her and a sound of surrender rose from her chest and her eyes popped open, "OH!" The head prying her open and snapping inside her opening.

Her eyes were worried, maybe a little sad but she nodded despite my holding her head and I sank into her again. She moaned but having been reamed out just a half hour ago and having a massive load coating her insides, it was a tight but easier journey to the end of her birth canal. She was way too exhausted to cum but she held me tight to her and her entire body flushed from the warmth and deviant joining of her mature body and my potent teenaged one. It was a long, slow and pleasurable fuck. Aunt Beth looked so erotic with her eyes lightly closed and her open wet mouth. Little sounds of pleasure met every gentle thrust. Her sloppy cervix was kissing the tip as I touched it over and over again. I was surprised that, after the number and intensity of my climaxes, I was feeling that tightening inside of ten minutes of languid love making. "Aunt Beth, I need to cum. You want me to pull out?"

If she was ovulating, it was definitely too late but she sighed and slowly shook her head while never breaking our eye to eye contact. "It's okay baby, you can cum in me. I want you to. I mean, what does it matter now?" She forced a tired smile. Even knowing what I knew about her, I'd never wanted to bed her until tonight. I felt lust, but there was something more primal here. Unlike past liaisons, I never felt the need to pound the shit out of my lover, my aunt. I just wanted to join to her in her submission and desire. She was cooing as I slow stroked her entire depths over and over again, "Love me, love me honey." That sounded plaintive to me and I felt something inside of me, a kind of sympathy.

As slippery as her cunt was its ripples, folds and bumps stabbed through my painfully sensitive corona and pons. I felt that tightening behind my perineum, "Aunt Beth" the gasp told her what I was signaling, "You're so pretty, so sexy and I want to cum all the way in you."

She closed her eyes in what looked like a pained expression and she took a deep breath and looked up at me, I didn't even realize I saw the vivd blue. She looked like a wet dream. Her pretty mature face was shining with renewed perspiration, she licked her liquid lips and left them slightly parted. She looked at me and nodded ever so slightly, "Come into me baby, all the way in. Put a child in me David. Open my womb." Her voice was so sultry, so smoky it didn't sound like it came from my usually bouncy and funny Aunt Beth. I felt a splash of what I hoped to be precum. I know she's into swinging and group sex but I was turned on by her words. The words that hit me right in the center of what I wanted to do to her. I still don't know if it was her parlance from swinging, dirty talk; or if it was what she felt. Maybe it was a resolute acceptance and submission to the inevitable.

I grabbed an ass cheek in each of my large hands and pulled her up as I sank down and into her fertile depths. She ground against my pelvis as I pressed harder and more insistently at her kissing cervix. She moaned in what sounded like erotic discomfort, somewhere between pleasure and pain. I gyrated against her cunt with every deep thrust at her uterus. I was on my knees and my aunt Beth had her pelvis up and her back arched to where her shoulders met the bed. Her mature, tanned and so fit thighs hung over each of mine.

As I pulled her hard against me with each push, her incredibly fit body was rippling with her efforts. The rise of her uterus in her tummy was getting smaller each time as I felt her cervix go from kissing to suckling as more of the head was deformed into her uterine opening with each thrust. I had learned from this recently familiar sensation, anything that came out of me was going directly into her uterus. I held her ass up with my right hand, fingers down with the middle finger in her crack and rimming her sphincter. Everything was hard to hold on to since the cum, sweat and previous juices combined and were smeared everywhere in the struggle to keep purchase on her anatomy.

My left had was gripping her right thigh where it met her pert, well defined ass. Sometimes she'd grunt because her slippery ass was about to squirt from my hands. I had returned to my being on top and my right hand pulled her ass crack open and I pushed my lubricated finger into her bowels. I had no idea how many times if any that she did anal but her ass spasmed and trapped my middle finger. "OW! Ungh, yes, that's it."

It was that lurch of hers that caused her cervix' mouth to rotate against my gyration and all of a sudden, there was an incredible tightness about the third of my cock behind the head. "Oh, oh shit aunt Beth!"

Beth's normally bright and smiling face was ruddy and so sexy. Slutty even. "Ahhhhhhhh," she cried as I pulled back and hung up on her cervical opening before forcing another short sobbing cry from her when it yanked free. I immediately pressed in again while hooking my middle finger and stretching her colon. "OHHH! That... that's okay... I'm okay." She was murmuring, almost non-sensibly. She pulled my head down and kissed me before putting her luscious mouth to my ear, "That's it baby, you're where no one has been." She grunted and jumped on the next time I pulled free of her uterus just to shove back in. She took three or for quick breath through pursed lips. Her breath slowed and caressed my ear as she whispered, "Yes my baby, pull out all the way. Fuck me.... Ooooof! Harder baby, come into me and give me our child." I don't know, if she meant it or was "dirty talking" to hasten my orgasm, but I was losing it. If it was her surrender to the inevitable, that just made it all the hotter.

I pulled from her uterus more sharply and causing her to yelp. Her cry as I plowed from her opening into her yielding womb in one hard shove, made me grit my teeth and start rabbiting at her cervix. She held her hands to her mouth again as cries and sobs were pouring from her core. Loud expletives were also muffled and that was too much. As my aunt squirmed under me, I pressed all the way in again and held her tight against me as my cock throbbed and the urethra swole before opening through her inner ring to pour several more surges directly into her fertile womb.

When it stopped I strained to pull free from my aunt's uterus and when I did, she whimpered and held me against her with my slowly softening cock half way inside her cunt and my finger still buried in her butthole. I slowly pulled clear despite her pained protests, my own cock raw and tender and let the tip flop onto her mound. I lifted off of my aunt and she breathed deeply as I took in her tiny tits that jiggled slightly every time she shuddered. I looked down as she watched the softening of my heavy cock milk remnants of my cum out onto her white sex.

We were exhausted and fell asleep holding onto each other, not thinking that the reason I could see her so well at the end was being in the predawn hours. It was between 1030 and 1100 when I woke up. My limbs were heavy and there was softness against my side with a sexy leg draped over mine and a soft cheek resting on my chest. The mental fog hadn't completely cleared but I wasn't hung over. Aunt Beth was a little, I found out a few minutes later. I needed to pee but I didn't want to get up, the pungent smell of sweat and cum caused a surge of desire to pulse through my dick. Fortunately, it was sated enough not to get hard and I smiled.

I had been awake about ten minutes, not realizing how late it was or even why I woke up. That's when I heard clattering in the kitchen. It was almost to the opposite corner of the house but the kitchen is open with a passthrough arch in a half wall. The sound resonated across the large living room via the vaulted ceiling. I slid my arm slowly from under aunt Beth's neck and head, she rolled back, my having to scooch her back on to my twin bed. The lines of sun and the brightness of the room showed just how obscenely we had acted last night. The salt crystals from dried sweat sparkled and tear tracks were still visible as were the multiple cum stains. I crept to the door and cracked it open, no one was right outside or in the living room but I could hear the puttering around. "Holy shit!" I said, almost too loudly.

I knelt by the bed and kissed aunt Beth, wet enough and hard enough to stir her. "Mmmmmmmmm, good morning..." I held my hand over her mouth and signaled to be quiet and then pointed my thumb over my shoulder and she nodded. I was panicked but she seemed excited by the "danger".

She leaned against my arm when I sat next to her on the edge of the bed. A soft white titty squashed against my arm and her still darkened nipple felt like a little marble. She nuzzled my back and looked all aghast, "What do we do now?" She was mocking my terror at being found out. My aunt was having way too much fun with it.

"Okay, that has to be dad, I'll stand at the end of the hall and tell him I'm hitting the shower. Grab your nightie, once I tell him that, he won't look back here when he hears the doors. I pulled my shorts on and aunt Beth bunched up her nightie over her tits, a translucent fold not reaching her tender sex. I looked at the downy soft blond hair I had felt and felt a twinge of arousal as I saw it was so fine, you could make out the white of her pudenda. "Now when I open the door, slip out behind me and down the hall, if he is looking, he can see only about a third of the hinge side." My still naked aunt smiled and her laugh lines became visible. She raised an accusatory eye brow, "You know. In case of emergency, it's good to know what can be seen from where. She reached out and cupped my heavy balls through my shorts and lifted up on her toes for a quick kiss.

I opened the door with my change of clothes in hand and turned my back while Beth slipped by me and playfully skipped to the guest room and slowly turned the door knob with a wink, and closed her door as I closed mine. She timed her closing perfectly. I turned in time to see my dad looking out from the kitchen. "Well, welcome back to the living." My dad was extremely stoic, rarely laughed out loud but when his lips went from neutral to an almost imperceptible micro expression he was being his version of pleasant.

"I'm hitting the shower dad," I made a production of sniffing my under arms and wrinkling my nose when I pulled my waist band out and pretended to sniff. "I stink."

"I bet," he chuffed and smiled slightly. I panicked internally for just a second and then thought, he saw me soaked in sweat coming back from the run and probably never registered my taking a shower. I had come in with wet hair and bare chested. My running shorts were almost as dark as what I had on. The girls didn't have much in the way of toiletries but we had some guest shampoo and toothbrushes in my bathroom.

I went into the kitchen and sat down at the dinette to suck on some coffee. I looked at the kitchen clock. "Dang! I really stayed up too late."

"Rough night? We only got up a half hour ago," he shrugged, "Have you seen your aunt yet?"

"Nah, I just got out of the shower but I think I heard her scurrying around." I took a slug of the desperately needed coffee, "I can go rattle her cage." He shook his head and said if she was up, she'd be out soon. And sure enough, when the eggs were coming off, she emerged wearing tight denim shorts, that really showed off her shapely and compact ass. She was wearing her bikini top and translucent cover. She had brushed her hair and it looked fresh. I hadn't heard the shower but she looked cleaned up. Even without makeup, she was truly pretty.

"You could do with picking up your bathroom a little David, it took forever to find the toothbrushes and toothpaste. And it smells a lot like teenage boy too." Dad looked over his glasses at me with one of those disappointed looks he gave whenever I fell short. He turned to get the bacon and I flipped off my aunt to which she winked and smiled. Dad's girlfriend had emerged a few minutes before and we chatted and joked a little. I sat next to my aunt and I know a whiff of sex is what I was catching. She also had some cum dried in her hair and a little at the corner of her mouth. It was faint and I hoped it wasn't noticed by anyone else. I wasn't sure if she missed the dried spunk or if her risk fetish made her leave it on purpose. She just wanted to torment me, I knew it.

Aunt Beth was needing to go because she had a dinner to get ready for and dad's girlfriend wasn't ready to go yet. My dad asked me if I could take her home, I suspected he wanted some time alone with his girlfriend. "Sure, ready whenever you are aunt Beth." I liked the idea of a little more time with her alone and she asked if I'd take her home on the bike. Her whole family used to ride dirt bikes together on weekends and she wanted to be in the wind on this very hot Texas Summer day. I relished the sensation of her bikini covered little tits pressed against me and her thighs rubbing mine. On the way to her home, there was a teasing squeeze of my denim trapped dick and balls several times. She finally quit it when I smacked her left thigh.

When I pulled up in front of their upper class ranch style house. I dropped the center stand and stepped off to help her from the elevated rear seat. She jumped down off of the foot peg she had pivoted on and her tanned legs flexed in those tight shorts and she stood up on bright white deck shoes. She showed me angry finger shaped welts that peaked out of the hem on her left legs. She punched me in the shoulder before we went in. I hung out for a bit and she was walking me to the door while everyone was off to Sunday afternoon things around the house. Her strong if short legs flexed erotically as she stood on her tiptoes. She placed a hand on the side of my face and said, "Thanks for the ride," and she kissed me on the cheek with a perfectly familial peck. "I need to start getting ready to go to the dinner." Then she whispered, "Your cum is running down my legs and my bottoms are soaked, she smiled and winked when she stepped back.

Monday morning I was off so I decided to do laundry and clean up my room. It reeked. I have to admit when I felt thick, stiff stains on the sheet, I smelled them and reminisced over that night of abandon and debauchery. The stiff pair of her teddy's matching panties fell from the folds of the sheet. Had she "forgotten" them? Maybe they were a present. Her cum and mine was heavy in their front and gusset and the gelled glob was still cool to the touch. I shook my head at her little risks that she took and how she tortured me with them. I buried the lurid trophy in my underwear drawer and they were still there even after the Army.

EPILOGUE

I found out later in conversation with my uncle that he'd had a vasectomy a few years ago. But I never did figure out why she was running around and fucking unprotected. Were they doing the rhythm method or was my uncle the only male allowed to fuck her and she was limited to women. Either way, we dodged the bullet on getting her pregnant. I was relieved but there was part of me that was also disappointed.

Aunt Beth and I stayed close as she was the same favorite aunt that she was before we'd fucked. We never spoke of it again and everything was back as it was, save for the occasional knowing look or wink when a double entendre would inadvertently come up in conversations. We never fucked again, nor have I ever experienced incest with anyone else or even cared to. Came close with a sister but good sense took over and we cooled our jets.

No one ever knew about it but there was a scary incident once that I was afraid would blow the whole thing up.

One time over the holidays, I had ridden the motorcycle over and it was pretty crisp. I had a few drinks, played darts but I wasn't even tipsy. Aunt Beth was a lot more "relaxed". She, my uncle and my cousin her son were standing around the entry as I geared up. I shook hands with my uncle and my cousin and aunt Beth jumped up and hung off of my neck and kissed me open mouthed, forcing her tongue into my surprised mouth. She dropped down and bounced off toward the kitchen. I looked at my uncle and my cousin whose mouth was hanging open, shrugged and said, "I've NO idea what just happened." My uncle was nonplussed and said, "Don't worry about it." For me, at that time, I wondered how I'd react if I was ever asked since my uncle had seen how his wife was with her nephew. I'm not sure I would have been able to refuse. No one ever said anything about it though and the kiss was never mentioned to me. It was forgotten and even that incredible night became a vague memory of a blip in time. Sanitized until it became, "She tried to seduce me," when my wife and I shared our "traumas". Hers were most definite but this incident with my Aunt Beth, I didn't even think it impacted me.

Both my aunt and uncle started doing coke, the favorite of high powered big money types in the 70s. Eventually my aunt got into other drugs like ecstasy and drank more heavily. By the time she met my then fiancé, she was her funny, wise and fun to be around self. My wife loved her, she saw her as the best adjusted out of my mom's family. When my kids were born, they loved her too and she was a doting great aunt. It was at a family reunion several years when I noticed she was having problems. Memory misfires, Tourette's like profanity and she'd become erratic. She died about 10 years ago from Alzheimer's, my uncle too, about 6 years ago.

But in my logical, pragmatic and non-emotional existence; this like many other incidents I'm just now recalling, was just a shadow in a dusty file cabinet of memories. And it wasn't until now, that I realize how far that incestuous debauchery affected my life. I now understand why I was the way I was and how my amorality wouldn't even acknowledge how wrong it was. Why it led me to think that using my aunt was okay, legalities not withstanding. As I sort this all out, I see how I had obliterated any pro***********ions against incest and in turn, didn't observe other lines like whether the woman was married or not. And while I was assertive with my lovers before this, I never sought to cause pain. After this though, when a woman showed a desire to be dominated I crossed into some heavy and dark kink. And that affected me when I was romantically attracted to women, including my wife and I had to unlearn the desire to employ such things on the women I cared about. As much as I denied having baggage, I now stand corrected and acknowledge that this fucked me up even though I was willingly complicit.

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I had ethics, I was honest, I had a good work ethic and was not interested in incest. But I also knew these were ethics, not morals. I saw nothing wrong with it, I just didn't believe in it for me. Thank God I'm not that guy anymore but, as I have written elsewhere, I have had cause to start peeling an "onion" that I hadn't before, finding baggage I never thought I had. Not peeling it, allowed me to happily marry, remain faithful and raise God fearing kids. So there are times that digging up memories like this one, are of increasingly diminishing returns. This memory was one of those that you knew was there but you couldn't open it. Like an app you can't open because the .ini file got moved or renamed. So while I remembered it, all my wife ever got were generalities of other things as we shared our pasts. Even knowing this, my wife loved my aunt as her favorite among my mom's weird siblings. As I work through these things, I am disgusted as husband, dad and God fearing man of conscience by this memory and the act of incest itself.. However, I was also weirdly turned on and it really bothered me. Had to jack off in the shower. So, this twisted me somewhere along the way and writing about it is cheaper than the couch. In this account, the events that led up to this may have become conflated with other, similar evenings. But the actual encounter, every action and the conversation are indeliby marked in my memory like it had just occurred. I realized this and began to see the effects throughout my life that were tainted but well buried. Until now. A couple of notes: Texas has always had an age of consent of seventeen though that's moot within the illegality of fucking your own relatives. And as much a hypocrite as I am, I cannot include my usual disclaimer in good faith. So... DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME (it is highly illegal). The stunts in this account were conducted by trained professionals in a closed set. No animals were hurt in the writing of this story. INTRODUCTION It was a Texas Summer in '75, yes kids, the 20th century. I was out of high school and was contracted to go to the Army in late Fall. I had awkwardly had my first sex with a girlfriend who was very patient and taught me a lot. Once that dam was broken, I was always looking for cute girls or women. I didn't have a lot of girls my age in the neighborhood but I did find myself in bed with some gorgeous "cougars" who were both adventurous and instructional. I am 6'2", and hirsute. At that time I was 180# with a 28" waist, I had heavily muscled legs from my running and water skiing. I have blue eyes and I HAD auburn hair with a beard. I had grown in 11th grade and it had blond streaks, as my hair did, from so much sun.. I am large (I never measured), not porn fantasy large but long and thick. My balls were big,heavy and hung low. I'm difficult for any woman I've been with to take all of me. I had accidentally hurt my girlfriend in my inexperienced eagerness and even though she wasn't a virgin. That's what earned me some valuable instruction and better love making. Angelica "Angel" was a great lover, a good and patient teacher. I was an avid slalom water skier but the only school sports I did was table tennis and a semester of fencing. I lifted weights and loved running. I ran ten miles every night. If I'd been doing yard work or had come from my job in town, I'd run only eight miles. It was Summer in Texas so I especially ran late at night. My legs were heavy from all of the running and my abs were well defined, even through the hair. I'd get bigger and stronger in the Army, going to airborne and those months training onboard Ft. Bragg. But right now, I was well built and though I hadn't taken any particular notice, girls and women did and told me so. But that size, while scaring off some girls, is also what opened my flood gates with older (30s-40s mostly) women. They were wild in bed, especially the few I knew that were still married and they could accept all of me. These ladies loved getting their cunts stretched by a large, hard teenage dick. They liked when I took charge. And I was always amazed at how tight even the most experienced was and how several, that had had kids, could take me completely in and into their wombs. Some hadn't had kids. But they liked to feel craved by a virile young man. Many want that controlling, hard fuck and I opened a few of their wombs too. These particular women actually got off on the discomfort and pain. It was kind of fucked up but I was having the best times of my last Summer. My girlfriend had months ago moved on but we were still friends which was nice. The lack of attachment made it easier to report to duty, a friend to write too, kept me sane through basic, AIT and jump school. My aunt Beth, my mom's youngest sister was a petite 5'1" which is odd since all of her other siblings, even the women were taller than average. She was a country club type that lived a little over an hour away. She may have been about 110#, I don't know but she was an easy lift. She was really cute. She was blond with a short collar length cut. Bright blue eyes and full lips on a small, Cupid's bow mouth. Her neck was elegant and as short as she was, everything was in fine proportions. She played a lot of tennis and loved sunbathing so she was really tan except for where her bikini was. I had seen her in a bikini a lot. Some by her pool and several times in my dad's boat. Her arms were well muscled but decidedly feminine, her abs tight and defined. That was despite having three kids. And those tanned full and hard thighs with pronounced ass and curvaceous calves made for an incredibly sexy package. Still She had married young and though her eldest was 9 years older than me, she was still just in her forties. This is not a fantasy so I won't say she looked much younger, but she was beautiful and very hot nonetheless. Still I never thought of her sexually, but I appreciated the beauty. Her husband was a high powered salesman of tractors and heavy equipment, so it was a lot of parties, conventions and high powered couples' suares. I had recently learned, while sharing a bong with my older cousin that while the kids were hiding their pot, their parents were hiding theirs. The mutual discovery was a funny story. So I knew she got high. And I knew they swung, my older sister had told about their trying to fuck her. My sister and I were good friends so she shared the details. I had never thought of my sister sexually but I got a hard on. If she noticed, she never said. PROVE IT! My older sister had moved out to get her doctorate's on the east coast, where my mom lived. That slut had cheated on my dad and left him when I was little but he still held a secret torch for her. So we had a "guest" room. He was dating a woman, my favorite of all of his girlfriends. She had also gotten to be friends with my aunt since her and my dad's girlfriend's orbit intersected in our family get togethers and were in the same neighborhood.. She was also a member of the same country club.. she was well off. My dad, his girlfriend and my aunt along with his girlfriend's daughter had gone out on the boat and spent the day driving around the lake and beaching to just bake and drink beer. I'm sure my dad was beside himself, an impromptu Saturday on the lake with three bathing beauties. I had come home from work around six, had grabbed a soda and had just sat down when they got back. I Helped my dad garage the boat and then came back in. I asked dad if I could have a beer and he agreed. Drinking age was 18 almost across the country then and he decided he'd rather I ask than go out and crack up after a night of partying. The parties still happened but I guess he settled on the small victories, I don't really know. Either way, his girlfriend and my aunt started in on the whisky and gin (my aunt liked that). My dad's girlfriend's daughter needed to go home soon so dad asked me to take her, he didn't want his girlfriend to have any reason to leave. She was tall, maybe 5'10", chestnut hair and had been a model. That ended when she had a baby but still had become a successful business woman by the time she was 22. She was a statuesque beauty in her bikini and hadn't put her cover on so we just talked and I stole glances of her shapely legs, narrow waist and high champagne glass tits. What happened next is another story but she had gotten very flirty in her conversation, had some "incidental" contact with my heavy thigh and we ended up fucking before her kid was brought home by their father. This had been his Saturday with the boy. When I got home, I went into my room to change into my running shoes, shorts and sleeveless sweatshirt. I was high marching as I headed out to stretch my hamstrings and warm up a little. My dad asked where I was going and I told him I was going running. Now he'd seen me go out many a night in the Summer for a run and cum back an hour and a half or a couple of hours later; depending on which route I was taking. This was going to be a ten mile night. My aunt Beth was looking over the top of her gin and tonic, wearing her gossamer cover, leaving her coconut oiled and bikini clad body for all to see. "How far do you run?" There was a slight breathiness in the way she asked that. I casually explained to her about how I'd run ten miles normally, sometimes eight if it was a long shift at work and I told her tonight was ten. "Bull shit." My dad laughed. We were at a stage, as I was becoming a man and about to go in the service, where we had become competitive. It was more just for friendly agitation and I took it for what it was. No insult, just a challenge. "Prove it." "I don't know what to tell you dad," I really didn't. There was no GPS, phones or anything else to electronically prove any of it. My dad's girlfriend was wearing a strapless black one piece. She liked her whisky like my dad, though she was more moderate in her drinking. She eyed me up and down appreciatively. Neither of us had any sexual attraction but she was plenty cute too. She was a whisky drinker too, not nearly as regular as my dad so after swallowing a sip she asked, "Honey, we could follow him. The headlights would be good in the dark too." "How about it?" Dad said. I'll bet you $20 you don't run 10 miles. I smiled, "You're on, but if you get bored and bail..." "If I don't stay behind you, you win. What's your route?" Now he was well buzzed but he was always steady and I only saw him where I didn't trust him to drive intoxicated, and that was a night years later where he asked me to drive us home from a family party. "Fair," and I went out the sliding back door to stretch while they all got in the car. I was standing in the alley finishing my stretch when they backed out and turned to illuminate me in the headlights. They started creeping behind me as I started jogging down the alley before turning on the street that led me to a farm to market road. There I'd go one of two ways, but on ten mile runs I'd turn down to the two lane state highway and run until the next FM road that would take me back up to our main divided road and back. I had paced it out in my Volkswagen so I knew where the five, seven and ten mile landmarks were. Both routes were longer than the intended run but that gave me either a 1/4 mile or 1/3 mile to cool down. They peeled off before I made the five mile landmark. Now I knew about my aunt and uncle's proclivities from my sister, and I knew my dad would never cheat on his girlfriend. It didn't mean he didn't appreciate aunt Beth's petite and fit body. When I finally got back, soaked in sweat, dad's girlfriend had insisted they needed to leave so she could take aunt Beth home too. He was more in the tank than when I left so I guess she had a change of heart. But I heard my aunt talking about how they shouldn't think about driving this late and with this much alcohol. I went back to take my shower. I came back to the living room with just my sleeping shorts on and dad was just finishing a drink standing a touch too close to his ex sister-in-law. His girlfriend was already in the shower and aunt Beth dodged a touch and laughed before bouncing down the hall to the back bedroom. Dad was a little unsteady when he stood up but his gyros stabilized pretty quickly and he went toward his master bedroom. YOU WANT SOME? I grabbed a beer and went to my room, turned on my TV and Benny Hill was on PBS. I also lit a few candles, both because I liked the atmosphere and I was rolling a joint. I was on the other side of the house but still, it was late. So I kept the TV down where a quiet conversation could be had. Now, I had never considered incest with any of my relatives. It didn't interest me and while I had some beautiful women in my family, I was never sexually attracted to any of them. Not that I had a moral compunction against it back then, it just never interested me. Nothing like that was on my mind when it occurred to me to offer for aunt Beth to join me; based on what my cousin had recently told me. She was always the "fun" aunt. She was funny, a little raunchy in her humor and was liberated in her lifestyle and being able to get high with her kids around. I could see the glow of a night light under the door of my sister's old bedroom. I tapped lightly on the door, "Beth? Beth, you still awake?" I heard the bedsprings creak and soon the door opened to the dark hall. The dim light was enough to make her eyes look huge when she looked up at me and I could tell from her shoulder strap she was wearing a light nightgown, maybe teddy. She peaked around the edge of the door, "Waht is it David?" Her whisper was forceful, almost exasperated. "I'm sorry Beth," I started to turn and she stopped me. "You just startled me, what did you want?" She worked to sound less peeved with her annoying nephew. "Well," I hesitated just a second but I saw her eyebrow rise questioningly, "I was going to spark up. Tom told me that he knew you and uncle Robert smoked. You want some?" The hallway and house was dark behind me. A very dim glow bled down the hall from the candles in my room. She looked behind me furtively then looked back up with a smile, "Why would you want an old woman to share your stash?" I laughed at myself and her "old woman" line. If she had known where I had been the night before last, she'd shit (it was at her 50 year old neighbor's). But there was nothing nefarious, nothing remotely incestuous in my offer, I didn't like getting high alone and she was fun company. I felt pretty good about my fitness and I felt that I struck a decent figure. Even so, when she accepted, I didn't sense anything untoward from her. It was very dark in the house but when she came into my room and climbed on my bed to sit, I about fainted. She had modestly put her arm across her chest when she came out of her room and pushed by me. But when she climbed onto my twin bed and sat against the headboard, she sat cross legged and I saw she was wearing a teddy nightgown and her white tits glowed under the sheer pleats, a dark center to each stood in contrast. We didn't have thongs then but I'd bet if we had, my petite aunt would be the type to wear one. Her panties were matching though more opaque but so small. Now she was pretty small and these covered her sex, barely. The stringed side and the low waist showed the stark white tan lines. I shook it off and went to my desk to get the joint and lit it up. I got the glow established and gave her the first hit. This strain was fantastic, we called it "Kona Gold" though I don't know if that even exists these days. Aunt Beth lolled her head back as the glow intensified and she handed back as she held her breath before needing to exhale. "Oooooooo," she cooed, "That's really nice." She raised her head and smiled a very relaxed smile. WHO WANTED IT FIRST? I had sat facing her, my legs crossed and took a hit. My eyes had adjusted and I could see the ruby red nipples and aureola. My problem was, sitting like that pulled my shorts tight across the front. Though not hard, my cock was still very respectable and I wondered if she could make it out through the dark blue shorts. She took another hit and laid a hand on my thigh when she leaned forward to hand it back. The neckline fell forward and I saw a flash of her small white tits and nipples. Those nipples looked longer, maybe it was angle and dim candle light. "Do you know how to shotgun?" I looked at her expression. Her full lips were parted slightly and I could tell she was relaxed as she waited for an answer. I had always felt that giving a shotgun was very intimate which is why I only did it with girls. I blame the pot starting to work, I blame the teddy and I blame my own vascularity and I blame the closeness needed for a shotgun. Standing was close, but sitting... I smiled and grabbed her hips and scooted myself closer which tilted her knees up to set on top of mine. She shocked the fool out of me. She unfolded her crossed legs and draped her shapely thighs over mine as I scooted closer. She leaned forward and adjusted the pillow behind her and then shook the hair out her face when she sat back. I was only vaguely aware of my slow pulse beginning to be felt in my cock. I toked the joint and then flipped it around and closed my lips around it. I placed my hands on the sides of my aunt's beautiful face and she inhaled sharply but quietly as I leaned close and she opened her mouth to accept the cool smoke. All my running gave me fantastic lung capacity, so as I held her and the stream of smoke was flowing into her mouth we got very close to touching lips. Her eyes widened as I just kept going until her lungs were full and the stream of thick smoke spilled over her lips when she closed them, stifling a cough. She held it as long as she could, fought a couple more stifled coughs that sound kind of like a restrained sneeze and finally let it out slowly. She breathed it back at me with a completely sultry expression and then laughed. "Fuck, you're good at that." She laughed and slapped the center of my hard chest. Then she got a weird look on her face as she looked where her hand was and lightly stroked my chest hair before withdrawing. Her eyes were slightly lidded but they sparkled in the flickering wizard candle votive. I loved that terra cotta candle, it was carved to look like a tree stump with a wizard's face. Hey, it was the 70s. An orange halo was on the ceiling and the glass marble eyes glowed yellow-orange, I turned back as I finished my next hit. The aroma of sandalwood and rich marijuana fought for prominence. I leaned forward as I turned the joint inward and she started shaking her head as I took her upper arm to pull myself closer. "No David, that's enough," she giggled, "I'm wittle bitty after all," and she pouted comically. I almost spit out the joint but I slid my left hand behind her head to hold it as I advanced. "You're a naughty boy," she said and laughed before clamping her lips and holding her breath and holding her nose. She was pushing at my chest but without conviction. She had no idea who she was dealing with and with my lungs and a resting heart rate around forty, she would've had to hold hers for at least five minutes. I did that regularly back then, my personal best was eight and a half just laying on the bottom of a pool. Didn't matter, I cheated anyway. I wasn't under water so I took slow and imperceptible breaths through my nostrils. That could have prolonged my hold by several minutes but she was struggling at a minute and a half and she had to fight her giggling at the absent face I presented her. She was losing, she knew it and was pulling her head back in my hand but again, without much effort or conviction. I didn't know if she was getting too high to affect any real effort or if it was a kind of game of token resistence. She crossed her eyes and rolled them back in an exaggerated effort to break my concentration and laugh. It almost worked and I fought the smile to maintain my stone faced stare. She finally gasped and instantly my right hand tightened on her left upper arm and I held her head as I closed the small distances and began another long stream of cool smoke into her mouth. She relented and started to inhale, her lips closing over the tip of the joint. I'm not sure who closed the small gap between our lips; I mean we were both wavering. But my mustachioed lips touch her shining succulent ones and she paused to vent smoke through her nostrils and let out low, "Mmmmmmmmm." I pulled back and watch her drop her head back again to hold it, her slender neck tight. Finally she exhaled the smoke straight into the air before lifting her face and looking at me, her face flushed and her eyes intense. "Fuuucck me," she said as I noticed her deep breathing and wet lips. "Is that an invitation?" I said around the smoke from my last hit. She laughed and slapped at me playfully but then she stopped suddenly. What I hadn't noticed as I had set there was that my cock had swollen and was now extended beyond my waistband. The elastic held it tight to my abs but it was twitching in time with my pulse. My aunt was stroking my chest hair, almost absent mindedly and her other delicate hand rested on my right thigh, her middle fingertip just under the hem of the leg. She was squeezing softly as if to test the musculature of my heavy thighs. The water skiing and running did me right. She had laughed at my joke but stopped when she glanced down to my lap. A quiet gasp, barely audible, made me look where she was and I felt the blood rush to my face. I handed the joint to her and she gulped before taking the hit. She had been looking with an expression I couldn't interpret, curiosity maybe? I took her hand and brought it to my aching shaft. I rubbed her hand over the head and cloth covered part and she slowly continued to slide the heel of her hand and fingers up and down when I released it. Her breath had quickened and I saw her squirm, "Oh David, that is flattering but we really can't." "Why not Beth? I know you swing. I didn't expect it, but you turn me on." She looked shocked. WE CAN'T, IT'S DANGEROUS I slid my right hand up her firm and well moisturized tanned thigh. She stopped breathing suddenly and then exhaled through pursed lips. She pulled my hand away gently but I shook her off and very gently returned to her strong thigh and started a slow, feather light stroke up and down her flexing leg. She spoke in a hushed, breathy tone, "Holy shit, you're huge." Her hand moved tortuously slow over my hardness. Her hand slid down the length of my aching cock and cupped my large balls through the fabric. Her next stroke was met with my first surge of precum, "I bet you're a potent son of a bitch, aren't you?" I half nodded, half shrugged. "Shit!" She almost yelled when my thumb stroked her slit through her panties and pressed on her clit. I stopped to pull her onto my legs, her ass was on my thighs and her legs spread further as her knees spread and her feet were behind me. The tightness of her panties forced the crotch to pull into her vulva. I leaned forward and kissed her. She froze but she didn't pull away. My thumb slipped past the bunched up fabric and found wetness and she gasped again as my thumb was gently stroking her wet slit and strumming her clit. The tips of my three middle fingers stroked through a light and soft dusting of blond pubic hair. It was hard to make out in the low light and against her white pudenda. But it felt heavenly. Her hips began gyrating in small circles as my thumb orbited her wet opening. Despite her recalcitrance she kept the one hand going and had rolled the waistband below my egg sized nuts. The precum had made her hand slippery and both my cock and balls were soaked. She clamped her hand over her mouth to scream when I pushed my thick thumb into her amazingly tight cunt. The hand from my cock grabbed my wrist to hold me still but she was squeaking as I continued to worm the digit around in her soaking vagina. I uncrossed my legs and lifted her onto my knees. This tilted her back and I caught her head to lay it down softly, while pulling her away from the headboard. I laid next to her and heard her whisper, "Oh no," as she lay back. But she didn't close her sexy thighs, instead they were parted slightly. She sighed and then moaned when I resumed working her cunt and clit, this time under the waistband and she involuntarily humped her hips as my finger sawed in and out of her and when it stopped to strum her aroused clit. "Fuck David!" Her hushed voice sounded frustrated and a little sad, "We can't baby, you're too virile and I'm unprotected. So help me, I really want to." I had pushed her thighs apart and was sliding my leaking erection on her flat abdomen as I continued to work towards bringing her off. I pulled my hand from her panties and sawed the edge of my hand along her middle, pressing the crotch of her wet panties into her slit and the fabric was being pulled back and forth against her clitoris. "Okay Beth," for the first time I really wanted to fuck my own relative and like never before, but as long as she got me off, I'd accept that. I bent over and kissed her hard while I was on my knees at her side. My jumping prick had slung several drops of precum on her teddy and her tummy when I lifted it to see those beautiful small tits. "Doesn't mean I cant make you wish we had." I stopped, pulled her thighs together and pulled at her panties from behind. She shook her head rapidly and grabbed both my forearms but raised her hips nonetheless. I slid the soaked underwear from her legs and went back up to sit her up while I pulled her teddy off. She groaned in protest but raised her arms so I could peel it off. I laid her back down and clamped my mouth over her left tit, suctioning the entire small tit into my mouth. My left hand started squeezing the other small tit and pulling the nipple like I was milking it. She arched her neck and raised her chest while my right hand started assaulting her aroused sex. "Careful honey, you're dripping on me. It's dangerous David, I don't want to get pregnant. Then she cried out softly and started with, "No, no, no, no, no," rapidly as I was finger fucking, sliding through her slit and gently pinching her clit. "Oh noooooooo," she breathed out as her climax hit her and those powerful small thighs became hard as rock. Her legs were rigid and her feet pointed in tension as I continued rubbing and finger fucking my hot little aunt. She started whimpering when the second started and then a third, "Ow! Ow ow ow," she whispered hoarsely. I slowly dragged my finger through her soaked slit and trailed the dripping finger up, between her tits and softly stroked her lower lip, leaving it glossy. She caught it with her hand and started sucking her juices from my fingers like she was fellating them. She moaned around my fingers as she sucked them and I slid my right leg over hers while I propped up on my side to play with her swollen nipples while she came down. "Oh shit David, look how close you are dripping," and she desperately started wiping with her bare hand. All that did was make her lower abdomen glossy. "Come here", and she pulled at my thighs and ass until I understood and moved to straddle her chest and lay my dripping cock at her lips. She licked another dollop of precum onto her tongue then showed it to me before making a production out of swallowing. She lifted her head and pulled the other pillow under her head so that she could let me slide the head into her wet suctioning mouth. PITY Damn she knew how to give head. Her hands gripped me near the base as she moved her head up and down the top few inches. Her lips made a thin circle as her small mouth struggled to accept me. I saw her throat moving and knew she was swallowing a constant supply of precum. I couldn't help myself and thrust as she rose to take more cock. She gagged and pulled back, coughing. When she had cleared her saliva and caught her breath, she looked up at me. "Poor baby, let your old aunt help you with that." She pushed at my right leg and I swung off of her. She turned and slid off the bed to her knees, she smiled and crooked her finger in a "come here" motion. I slid to the edge and sat up, my legs on either side of her. "Holy fuck!" I growled as she stretched her mouth tightly over my cock head and started pumping with her hand as she sucked, kissed and laved her tongue along the underside of my angry erection. I put my hands on her head and almost pulled her on me. She pulled off and looked up at me, "Okay honey, but go slow. I want to see if I take this huge motherfucker." As she took me back in and I pulled her lower, she groaned, almost painfully. I wondered whether this was painful for her small mouth. I didn't want to ruin this so I pulled slowly until I hit her epiglottis. She stopped my hips with her hand and then nodded while pulling more of a vacuum. She gagged and wretched but continued to work me past her gagging and into her throat. I could actually see the shape through the skin of her throat and her trachea bulged when she swallowed and milked me deeper. She finally pressed her nose into my pubes and I didn't really know what to do next. I had never had deep throat oral before. In fact, I had precious few blow jobs to compare with. She was struggling around the cock that had distended her esophagus. She tapped my hands and I let her go so she could pull off and grab a hoarse and rattling breath. Saliva had been dripping off of my balls and pooling between her thighs. More poured from her open mouth to join it in an obscene pool while she took several deep breaths. She slurped some of the drool back into her mouth and swallowed. She rubbed my slimy cock along the side of her face before looking up. Her eyes had watered but she looked proud, "I knew I could take that fucker. Now David, I'm sorry I did this to you, well allowed this to happen. So when you go back in, be easy like before but once I have it all, you can fuck my throat. Just be easy, okay?" I just nodded, my mouth hanging open like a moron and my dick lurched at the perverted scene. She leaned back in, licked that serpentine tongue around the head and dripping eye before straining her mouth wide to accept it again. I went slow and stopped when she gagged, less severely this time and she started working her head around to wedge more of me down and into her spasming throat. I never felt anything close to this! It was amazing and the fact it was my mom's sister added another level that I hadn't considered and that only made it hotter. Once she was pressed against my balls and pubes again she swallowed a couple of times milking my cock and sending an electric shock. I almost came then and there. But she pushed back against my hand slightly, signaling to relax my grip so she could draw the head back into her mouth. She laved the head in her mouth and sucked like it was a jawbreaker and then started forward again which was my signal to help push her all the way down. She had one hand pumping until her mouth went all the way to the base with just a slight gag. Then she started massaging her throat with her hands. It blew my mind, I could feel her fingers working along the outside of her neck! I thrust hard against her lips. She pulled her head back again, and again I relaxed my grip to allow her to pull up and off. She took some deep breaths before looking up again, "Okay, I want your cum. When I push you back down my throat and nod, you can start to fuck me in the mouth and throat, go easy baby. You could really hurt me. I'll let you know if I can take it harder." USE ME SHE SAID Fuck me, this was surreal. Between getting high with my scantily clad aunt, getting her off and having her taking me all the way down her throat and now telling me to fuck her face, I figured I had either died or was in some drug induced waking dream. I was jarred back to reality as she licked the drip from my cock's eye and quickly forced her mouth over the bulbous head. She nodded and I placed my hand on the back of her head, thrusting in and out inside her convulsing throat and then back into her mouth. She rolled her head around the top few inches before pushing back to her throat and waiting for my hand to take control. My muscles strained against each other in conflict as I watched her throat swell and contract with each stroke. I fought against an almost insurmountable urge to rape her throat. The sounds of slurping, small gagging sounds and wet squelching were driving me insane. She pulled back and I let her up to slurp off the end of my jumping cock. Saliva hung in strings from my shaft and balls, more from her chin. Streaks of tears from her eyes watering cut through the perspiration that made her face shimmer and shine. She took a long languid lick and then kissed the tip, "Okay my big boy, this is for you, all you. I want you to use me, fuck my mouth, fuck my throat but cum in my mouth. I want to taste you." She was a bit hoarse. She forced her lips to stretch over my head and thickening shaft once more and I took her head in my hands and started to force her down, past her momentary gag and deep into her throat. She put her hands to her neck and started to squeeze her esophagus as the crown deformed the sides and the expansion bulged her wind pipe, narrowing it to where she couldn't breathe. The intense spasms rippling down the length and squeezing the head was driving me insane. I drew back, still cautious but more quickly than before. My aunt sucked hard and breathed through her nostrils but I cut her off when I slid over her epiglottis and back into her throat. She squirmed and a guttural "Mmmmmmmmm," vibrated my sensitive head. We picked up the pace, I really wanted to go for broke, rape her until I came but the intensity of sensations from the smooth, swift and full length strokes was like an electrocution. I could feel my prostate start to contract and I pulled until just the head was sealed behind her lips. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.." I spat it over and over again as I felt my urethra swell and then the tinge of pain as it forced open the sensitive eye and a huge dump of sperm blasted through and into Beth's suctioning lips. I had jacked off plenty, I had cum in and on enough women and heard there amazed voices at how much there was. I didn't have anything to compare it to, but it always looked like a lot to me. And in most cases, I came even more the second and sometimes a third time. My aunt's cheeks ballooned and she was caught off guard with the sudden volume. She choked and a dribble came out of her nose and her throat struggled to keep up with the swallowing. She remained latched on, sucking me past my ability to stand it and it finally slowed. She slurped off of my sensitive cock head and looked up with her lips coated in a creamy film. An obscene drip hung from her lower lip and a single drop had hit her left tit when she pulled back. Now that glob had run down the small slope and hung threateningly from her nipple. She smiled and licked her lips, pulling the errant drip back into her mouth, sniffed the one back into her nose and showed the gathered cum on her tongue before she swallowed. She brushed her damp hair back and laughed a kind of crazy "I can't believe I did that" kind of laugh. "Did your old aunt make you feel better?" I fell back on the bed and my still large cock slapped wetly against my belly. "Holy fucking shit Beth." She stood and flopped down next to me on her front and held her head up on her hands to look down at my face. "I hope it was okay for you," understatement much? "I had no idea how big and beautiful you are, I'm proud of myself though." She smiled at the thought, "I've never had anything close to that and to take it all, wow." I had turned on my side and was rubbing her sweaty back and moving down the sweaty muscles and cupped a very firm ass that practically glowed in its whiteness. "Mmmmmmm," she cooed as I kneaded the milky mounds. She leaned forward for a soft but too short kiss and rolled to her side to pet my sweating bicep. She glanced down and dropped her head to the mattress and rolled her eyes at the still frightening length of my semi-hard and glistening dick. Feigned exasperation while the gleam in her eye and the renewed flush in her sweaty face betrayed her exaggerated act of being scandalized. "Aunt Beth, I've never felt ANYTHING like that before. I haven't had very many blow jobs at all and never THAT." The fact is, I exaggerated a little. I had plenty of blow jobs since the Spring but the latter was true. No one, no matter how experienced could take me like my aunt did. She scooted a little closer, on her side, and hung a toned arm over my waist before patting my ass. I stood and heard a shuddering gasp as she saw my large meat still hanging out a ways. She sighed wistfully, "Oh, I wish we could have made love, you're so beautiful, so big. You're like Adonais. I bet you make girls very, very happy with that, or very scared." She shook silently as she laughed. I rolled another joint and lit it before sitting back at my aunt's side. I handed her the joint and she looked at me accusingly as she rolled onto her back to toke. Her nipples hardened as the sweat evaporated and I leaned over to give each a little suck. She moaned and held my head to a salty tit as she drew another long toke and and puffed it out in a staccato "pfft, pfft, pfft" as the renewed buzz made her laugh behind the toke at the absurd situation of her nakedness, spread over her nephew's bed and with his cum drying on her lips and tit. These vignettes, the obscenely erotic pictures that burned into my psyche are still a turn on even now,as I write this. Cell phone cameras came thirty years too late as far asI'm concerned and I finally saw the fine blond hair that lightly covered her sex. The dancing candle light sparkled in the moist, dewey softness. I stroked her soft down and she jerked at first contact but cooed softly as I pet her. I decided to play the naive teenager card. Angel had taught me a lot about pleasing a woman, including how to eat a woman. I found I could actually torment women with multiple orgasms and that made fucking all that more intense. But as I kissed her tits and kissed my way down her tummy, her hand caught my hair and stopped my progress, "Just what do you think you're up to you bad, bad boy?" I licked her navel causing her tummy to suck in with a jerk before I lifted up to look at her. "You really did something amazing for me, I'd like to learn how to do that for you... uh, I mean women." She flopped back on the bed and covered her face with her hands to muffle the laugh. Those small tits with their erect and long nipples jiggled while her whole frame shook. "For fuck's sake you little shit, don't you ever get tired?" I leaned over her with the half joint and held her head between my hands and started forcing a stream through her parted and pouty lips. She coughed and then gave herself over to the cool smoke of this most intimate sharing. She barely exhaled during my toke before I forced another on her. I pressed my lips to her slightly parted ones as I blew the smoke into her lungs. She mouthed my lips like she was kissing me and she vocalized a soft moan as she inhaled. I handed the dwindling joint to her as I slid along her side and onto the floor before pushing her knees apart. I grabbed her hips and drug her ass to the side of the bed so her cunt splayed open where I could maul its tender and swollen labia an clit. I kissed her at the top of her slit. The tip of my tongue just touched her clit and she clamped a hand over her mouth as she gave a sobbing laugh that was muffled. "Aunt Beth, do I just lick it?" She looked down through lidded eyes, mumbled something and drew long and hard on the smoldering joint. Her free hand found my hair and she stoked it, running her fingers through the curls. She nodded in reply and I leaned forward and forced my tongue into her tight vagina. "Oh FUCK!" she hissed. And she started humping her cunt into my face as I drew my tongue slowly up her slit and tongued her clitoris. I lifted my face, my beard already wet with her juices and asked, "Was that right? What else can I do?" She put the joint between her lips and grabbed my wrists, sliding them up her sides and placing them on those sweaty, tiny and stark white tits. She pulled the roach from her lips, "You're doing good sweetie. Do more of that. And pull on my titties,my nipples. I like just a little pain, it makes my pussy throb." I grinned and started to squeeze her small breasts and slid my thumb and forefinger together before rolling the nipples with my thumb over the forefinger until she complained from the torment. "Yessssss, like that sweetie. Lick me, suck on the little bump at the top and maybe bite it some." I smiled internally at how she actually thought that I didn't know what or where her clit was. I have always been a lousy liar, even with my stoic affect and a worse actor, but my playing the wide eyed horny but naive teenager was Oscar worthy. Angel had taught me the basics, the experienced women honed my skills, I was very pleased with myself. Have you ever heard a whispered shout? That was what the cacophony of hushed "ah"s, gasps and hisses was like as her strong thighs squeezed my head in time with my hitting her swollen clit and sucking it in between my teeth. My hands were causing her to writhe from my tormenting her nipples and her entire body shined from sweat. I'm tongue tied so I can't fuck it very deep into a cunt, but it's thick and strong. The strength that I can exert as I lick upwards, split my aunt's vulva and labia. She was bucking into my mouth as her grunts started to get loud. Her thighs flexed and her legs went rigid as she was pushing on her tip toes. She pushed her pelvis up and was making small humping motions and she reached for a pillow to clamp over her face. Just as she was starting to squeal under the pillow I stopped and looked up, "Aunt Beth? Am I still in the right place, you sound like it's uncomfortable. You were moving like you were trying to get away." She tented the pillow over her face so she could look down at me with disbelief and frustration. She was ready to cuss me out, I'd seen that look on some of my mature conquests once I learned and started using edging just to exert my dominance. I stayed looking at her with her juices glistening in my beard and like I was still waiting for her guidance. Beth closed her eyes for a moment and breathed deep to calm her frustration, "No ,sweetie. You were doing it right, honey," her voice was shaky and her tummy kept jerking while I still worked her nipples slowly and feeling my dick twitch under me as her face screwed up in a pained expression and she sucked in air sharply on the particularly aggressive nipple pulling. "David, you were doing great, if you keep that up... shit, I was so close... Ahhh! Ow, ow, ow! Hmmmmm, that's good," she sighed after a long, slow pull on both nipples that stretched them painfully. I felt her mound press into my beard under my chin. My squirming aunt moaned after the distended nipples snapped back from my pinching fingers and thumbs. She sank back but her cunt was tilted upward and she was making small circles while her tanned tummy undulated. I licked the length of her slit and nipped at her clit. She squealed and bounced her soaking sex up to keep my mouth on her. "And that's good too?" "YES!" She hissed, "When I... I mean when a woman is moving like that and she's getting wetter, she's telling you that you're pleasing her." She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair. I went to work in earnest, I laved at her opening to arrest some of the copious fluid pouring from, pressing into her still tight mature cunt. She clamped the pillow over her head as I pushed her closer and closer before pulling away to frustrate her once more and act like I was just getting my breath. I kept her right on the edge, denying her release multiple times. She was screaming something into the pillow she held on her face. I made out a "shit" and "fucker" and smiled openly at her suffering. I clamped my mouth on her clit and hummed as I sucked and gnawed at the rubbery little nubbin and she jumped, pushing her spasming cunt into my tongue. I gave her nipples a hard twist causing her to scream and sob into the pillow as she started bucking against me. I pulled my hands down and forced her thighs apart as she went rigid. As she convulsed I slipped my now free hand up and started sawing a finger into her gasping vagina and she screamed some more unintelligible things into the pillow. The climax that had peaked, peaked again without her coming down. I held her strong left leg wide with my right forearm and elbow inside her knee. My left hand was squeezing the inside of her slippery left thigh as I pushed it uncomfortably wide. The sweat and her juices made the upper thigh slick and as I maneuvered my hand near her sex for a better purchase, my left thumb "accidentally" slid down into her crack and when she bucked again and I pushed it through her clenched but slippery sphincter. Her muffled screams, sobs and what sounded like maniacal laughter made my cock jump and drip on the carpet. Her fluid flooded my mouth and I kept on, peaking her again and keeping her in a continuous climax for several minutes. She was pounding on my head, trying to slap me off of her tortured sex and I finally relented. Her clenched fist relaxed and her arms fell outward. "Oh my god," she panted, "You ruined me." I lifted the pillow off her face and replaced it on the other one at the head board. I climbed into the bed while lifting her legs and turning her to lay her head back. Her eyes burned and her full lips were wet and quivering as her lungs clawed for air. I was on my side, the head of my cock dripping on her right hip as she lay there weak and panting. I swept some sweaty hair from her face and bent to kiss her. It was tender but quickly devolved into a slobbering French kiss as she tasted herself on my lips and in my mustache and beard. She hummed into my mouth as I slid my hand around her slippery tits, stomach and thighs, getting teasingly close to her swollen clit and labia. She'd whimper through our unending kiss as I'd slide a finger millimeters from her throbbing cunt and clitoris only to move past without touching it. She'd close her eyes and go rigid, trembling beneath my hand as little mini orgasms shuddered through her. I lifted my face and she placed her palm on her forehead as she flopped her head back and sighed. "You are a fucking liar!" She half laughed through her the accusation. "How do you figure that?" I was casually strumming her left nipple with my thumb and my left hand was caressing her hair and face. "Asking me if you're doing it right you asshole, that was like nothing I've ever, ever... I mean no one has ever eaten me like that. You knew exactly what you were doing, liar." She grabbed the back of my head and pulled into another lurid kiss and yelping into my throat as I went from casually strumming to a slow, agonizing pull on the abused and purple nipple. I slid my hand down to just above her small thatch of downy pubic hair and grabbed her hip to pull her against me. My right leg fell between hers and my cock pushed to the middle of her tummy, just below her sternum. It left a slimy tell-tale trail. She took my head in both hands and lifted me from the kiss, "Careful sweetie," and then she pulled me back down. We were still very high, but in that warming relaxing phase. "I didn't say I didn't know how, I just asked so I could please you, do what you liked the most." She laughed quietly and mouthed "bull shit" silently as her own, well defined arm slid over my waist and her hand slid over the sweaty hair to cup my ass cheek. I shifted and thumped the underside of her tit with the head of my cock before settling in, lower where my precum pooled in the center of her convex tummy. "Oh fuck me," she laughed in frustration. Her arm withdrew from my waist and she cupped the leaking head in her hand, smearing the slick fluid around the crown and her tummy. "Oooooohhhh," my aunt Beth groaned, "You're incorrigible. Don't you ever go down? It's so beautiful and that I do this to you makes me feel pretty good about myself," she smiled up at me. NO DAVID, YOU CAN'T "You're sexy and you know it," I chuckled but then turned serious as I lightly stroked her swollen sex. She jerked under me with a gasp whenever I "accidentally" depressed her darkened clit, "I wish you wanted me as bad as I want you," she sighed, "And I've wanted you for a long time," a little white lie as I'd never thought about it until a few hours ago. But she shuddered with my expression of desire. Looking back, I wonder how being wanted compared to her other hedonistic side. Just fucking and being fucked in pursuit of some libertine ideal. I'd imagine her self esteem wasn't being lifted very often with expressions of desire. Aunt Beth adjusted her self, forcing her sensitive, engorged cunt lips into my thigh. She sighed a sad sounding whimper inside her breath, "Oh sweetie, I've never seen a manhood like yours," her cunt ground against the leg and I climbed between her thighs and she was in a sort of delirium between the pot and having so many unrelenting orgasms. Her arms slid up on my biceps as I was pushed up over her. "So help me, I've never wanted something so bad in my life honey, but I don't have any protection. It's just too dangerous." As she was saying how bad she wanted it I slid down toward her pubic area. She was exhausted from the relentless climaxes and really chill on the pot but I expected a protest as I was being so bold but it didn't come. I did a sort of pushup down to where I could suckle her elongated nipples and she involuntarily thrust her pelvis up. Her breathing was getting faster and deeper and her lidded eyes never left mine. I kissed her again, softly and teasingly withdrew when she wanted more and she whimpered as she dropped back on her pillow. Her thighs were split wide as she lay under me, reveling in the slow and deliberate stimulation I was giving her. Her afterglow and mini orgasms went on and on. It wasn't until she felt my shaft press into her slit behind the head and pons that she "realized" what was going to happen. Her eyes looked sad and she shook her head slowly, "No David," she whispered, "You can't... we can't." She sounded plaintive and maybe a little sad. I ignored her quiet protest and sawed through her slit with the underside of my shaft. My aunt, in clear conflict with herself clamped her hands over her mouth to cry out behind them. I slid down slowly until her swollen clit dipped into the eye of my precum streaming cock. "Stop,stop, stop!" She whispered urgently, "Oh fuck David, don't, you could already have me pregnant. Please doooon't.. AHHHHHGH!" Her moaning "don't" turned into a cry when I seated my dick at her opening and pushed the racquet ball sized head through and into her rippling vagina. She was like a velvet vice, so tight yet so smooth and welcoming. She grunted as her distended labia sealed behind the head. "I thought you wanted me," I said with as much angst as I could pretend. "Oh please honey, OOF!" I interrupted her with another four inches suddenly driving into her, "Oh I do, heaven help me I do. But I'm fertile sweetie... right now. Please stop." She quietly sobbed and groaned, "Nooooooooo." "Tell me you don't want this, make me stop." She let out an exasperated huff of air and I slid into her another couple inches until I met her cervix. I know my precum had to be leaking through her womb's entrance as I gyrated, grinding the massive head against the rubbery barrier. Oh shit, this was amazing. She was small, so tight but so wet that, rather than being difficult, her experienced cunt was accepting though resistant. She was quietly crying though a strangely contented smile gave her a slutty and angelic expression. I pulled back slightly and push back into her cervix. "Anyway, it's too late, you might as well take what you want. Damn, I want you so much." I leered down with a wicked grin as I gave her cervix another nudge, forcing a grunt from her. "For fuck's sake, I'm going to hell," she couldn't stop herself and her ankles locked behind the small of my back as I increased the stroke length in a leisurely paced deep fucking. The bump of her uterus outside popped up whenever I was hitting her cervix and she held her hand over it like she was soothing a punch in the stomach. She spoke between pants and "ah"s, "Okay... baby... use me.. but don't cum in me." I nodded as I pushed up and looked into her face as I pumped into her depths, "SHIT!" She hissed I started to press hard as I bottomed out, wanting the rest of my shaft to feel her molten core yielding to accept the deepest penetration. "No one has ever hit me there," she spoke breathlessly so it came as an erotic whisper. I lay down onto my petite aunt and squashed her sweaty body under mine. My right hand slid under her lower back and I held her by the ass my middle finger slipped into her crack and the tip I pressed into her dampened asshole. My other hand was between her shoulder blades pressing her pebble hard nipples into my lower chest. She pressed her face into my chest hair to stifle her shuddering cry. Though I was opening parts of her where no dick had been before and was straining her limits, I was easy with my pacing, reveling in the incredibly snug but well lubricated tunnel. She was experiencing that level of discomfort that actually made her more aggressive in meeting my thrusts. Her voice was so sexy as she moaned, groaned and sighed when I displaced her uterus again and again by pressing more forcefully into her cervix. She was panting vocally as I picked up my pace but remained easy when assaulting her womb's guard. She was acting delirious with her eyes closed, succulent lips parted to form an "O" and she rocked her pelvis when I just held tightly pressed into her fertile pussy. She clung to my back, digging nails into my traps as she released her ankle but splayed her legs to her sides to give me more access. Her cunt was still so incredibly tight, even after three kids and who knows how many partners. She moaned and grunted as my long, full strokes stretched her labia until only the crown remained ensconced and she'd moan a long moan as I pushed back in and rolled her labia and clit into my invading shaft. A series of rapid deep strokes had her sobbing, moaning and cursing breathlessly. I was driving toward my pleasure but Beth's squirming and complete abandon told me I may actually reach the rare vaginal climax. I felt my well used balls roiling and she heard my groan and jerk as I neared my ultimate climax. "Please don't baby," she pleaded. She was panting though, "C'mon honey pull out, I'll let you cum in my mouth... FUCK!," I had driven into her forcefully and actually slammed her cervix back up and into her. "Oh shit that hurts so good," but then she started thrashing under me in a panic. "Please lover..." she panted with my driving fucking, "Let me taste you," she was tearfully pleading. I was dripping sweat from my face, our meshed bodies slipped around on each other as I continued pumping her clasping pussy. "I have to aunt Beth, I have to..." and I started driving until I felt my prostrate pulse and my urethra pulse as it waited for my nuts to send my viscous cum. Beth started quietly sobbing but squeezed me to her chest in surrender as I felt the first, heavy rope pulse through my urethra and spill against her womb's mouth. "Oooooohhhh noooo," she whimpered and started to cry when she felt felt the warmth spreading through the center of her womanhood. I short stroked, slamming into and holding against her cervix with each surge of my baby making cum. A sudden spasm went through her as she had a small orgasm. My sexy aunt Beth clung to my neck and pressed her face to mine and kissed my ear. She whispered as I was slowing both my pushes into her and the dangerous seeding of her unprotected womb. "Oh baby," she kissed my ear then the corner of my mouth, "I don't want to be pregnant. You opened me and you came in me, why oh why did I allow this?. I'll be ruined." She gave a single sort of tearful laugh, "I AM ruined." She covered her face with her hands. I jabbed at her uterus' opening once more and then started a long pull to extricate my flagging shaft from her tight and clasping pussy. She whimpered and raised her hips to lessen the pulling pain of my withdrawal. When the head popped free, a latent surge poured onto her pudenda and dollops slid in between her swollen labia and gasping opening. More poured from her opening and ran down the crack of her ass to soak the sheet below her dilated cunt. Seeing the evidence of my ruinous fertilization my aunt groaned in acceptance of the unwanted. I pulled her onto her side facing me, prying at her ass cheek and an obscene rivulet ran down her lower thigh. Her labia was still pronounced, even with her legs together. They simply protruded above her tightly clasped vulva, swollen. We were still buzzed but we weren't anywhere near as high as what had combined with the intimacy and physical beauty to make me want to take her. She snuggled in, her arms folded in front of her chest while I held her tight. "I'm afraid, but I feel so safe," she started crying but was kissing me on the lips and around my face and hairy nipples. "Hold me?" I kissed the top of her head and she slipped a hand from between us to place it over my heart as my arms encircled her and pulled her into me. As we talked, shared confessions and pet one another, our sweaty skin to skin contact and the way she pressed her pelvis and clenched thighs against my thickness. It had never gone down completely but the slippery stimulation had me hard again inside of fifteen minutes. "Oh no," I groaned. Beth shushed me and gently pushed my right shoulder coaxing me onto my back. My aunt slid a hand over my hairy abs to cup my slimy prick. "Let me fix you," she whispered and curled up with her head on my stomach. She massaged my massive slippery ball sack and tentatively stuck the tip of her tongue into the newly leaking eye. Her sweaty and flushed face moved onto my pubic hair and she stretched her lips over the bulbous head of my wanting erection. Her gentle sucking, slurping and pumping was really getting to me but she stopped. I groaned quietly, "I'm so sorry baby, I wanted to thank you but my jaw aches too much." She was exhausted and her throat fucking had pushed her jaw beyond its normal limits. I took my disappointed aunt by her under arms and pulled her up so I could kiss that beautifully mature face, my lust was insatiable. She straightened up and slipped a smooth, shining thigh over mine and pressed it into my nuts. The contact jolted me and precum spilled into my hair on my stomach. I rolled towards her and pressed her left shoulder and she yielded, rolling onto her back and letting those athletic and tanned thighs fall apart. I rolled toward her and slipped between her open legs. She whimpered softly as I slid down until my tip dropped and caught at her sensitive and swollen opening. She hissed as it slatted against the ravished opening and I was propped on my elbows, my hands holding her face so I could watch her, kiss her lips. I nudged into her and a sound of surrender rose from her chest and her eyes popped open, "OH!" The head prying her open and snapping inside her opening. Her eyes were worried, maybe a little sad but she nodded despite my holding her head and I sank into her again. She moaned but having been reamed out just a half hour ago and having a massive load coating her insides, it was a tight but easier journey to the end of her birth canal. She was way too exhausted to cum but she held me tight to her and her entire body flushed from the warmth and deviant joining of her mature body and my potent teenaged one. It was a long, slow and pleasurable fuck. Aunt Beth looked so erotic with her eyes lightly closed and her open wet mouth. Little sounds of pleasure met every gentle thrust. Her sloppy cervix was kissing the tip as I touched it over and over again. I was surprised that, after the number and intensity of my climaxes, I was feeling that tightening inside of ten minutes of languid love making. "Aunt Beth, I need to cum. You want me to pull out?" If she was ovulating, it was definitely too late but she sighed and slowly shook her head while never breaking our eye to eye contact. "It's okay baby, you can cum in me. I want you to. I mean, what does it matter now?" She forced a tired smile. Even knowing what I knew about her, I'd never wanted to bed her until tonight. I felt lust, but there was something more primal here. Unlike past liaisons, I never felt the need to pound the shit out of my lover, my aunt. I just wanted to join to her in her submission and desire. She was cooing as I slow stroked her entire depths over and over again, "Love me, love me honey." That sounded plaintive to me and I felt something inside of me, a kind of sympathy. As slippery as her cunt was its ripples, folds and bumps stabbed through my painfully sensitive corona and pons. I felt that tightening behind my perineum, "Aunt Beth" the gasp told her what I was signaling, "You're so pretty, so sexy and I want to cum all the way in you." She closed her eyes in what looked like a pained expression and she took a deep breath and looked up at me, I didn't even realize I saw the vivd blue. She looked like a wet dream. Her pretty mature face was shining with renewed perspiration, she licked her liquid lips and left them slightly parted. She looked at me and nodded ever so slightly, "Come into me baby, all the way in. Put a child in me David. Open my womb." Her voice was so sultry, so smoky it didn't sound like it came from my usually bouncy and funny Aunt Beth. I felt a splash of what I hoped to be precum. I know she's into swinging and group sex but I was turned on by her words. The words that hit me right in the center of what I wanted to do to her. I still don't know if it was her parlance from swinging, dirty talk; or if it was what she felt. Maybe it was a resolute acceptance and submission to the inevitable. I grabbed an ass cheek in each of my large hands and pulled her up as I sank down and into her fertile depths. She ground against my pelvis as I pressed harder and more insistently at her kissing cervix. She moaned in what sounded like erotic discomfort, somewhere between pleasure and pain. I gyrated against her cunt with every deep thrust at her uterus. I was on my knees and my aunt Beth had her pelvis up and her back arched to where her shoulders met the bed. Her mature, tanned and so fit thighs hung over each of mine. As I pulled her hard against me with each push, her incredibly fit body was rippling with her efforts. The rise of her uterus in her tummy was getting smaller each time as I felt her cervix go from kissing to suckling as more of the head was deformed into her uterine opening with each thrust. I had learned from this recently familiar sensation, anything that came out of me was going directly into her uterus. I held her ass up with my right hand, fingers down with the middle finger in her crack and rimming her sphincter. Everything was hard to hold on to since the cum, sweat and previous juices combined and were smeared everywhere in the struggle to keep purchase on her anatomy. My left had was gripping her right thigh where it met her pert, well defined ass. Sometimes she'd grunt because her slippery ass was about to squirt from my hands. I had returned to my being on top and my right hand pulled her ass crack open and I pushed my lubricated finger into her bowels. I had no idea how many times if any that she did anal but her ass spasmed and trapped my middle finger. "OW! Ungh, yes, that's it." It was that lurch of hers that caused her cervix' mouth to rotate against my gyration and all of a sudden, there was an incredible tightness about the third of my cock behind the head. "Oh, oh shit aunt Beth!" Beth's normally bright and smiling face was ruddy and so sexy. Slutty even. "Ahhhhhhhh," she cried as I pulled back and hung up on her cervical opening before forcing another short sobbing cry from her when it yanked free. I immediately pressed in again while hooking my middle finger and stretching her colon. "OHHH! That... that's okay... I'm okay." She was murmuring, almost non-sensibly. She pulled my head down and kissed me before putting her luscious mouth to my ear, "That's it baby, you're where no one has been." She grunted and jumped on the next time I pulled free of her uterus just to shove back in. She took three or for quick breath through pursed lips. Her breath slowed and caressed my ear as she whispered, "Yes my baby, pull out all the way. Fuck me.... Ooooof! Harder baby, come into me and give me our child." I don't know, if she meant it or was "dirty talking" to hasten my orgasm, but I was losing it. If it was her surrender to the inevitable, that just made it all the hotter. I pulled from her uterus more sharply and causing her to yelp. Her cry as I plowed from her opening into her yielding womb in one hard shove, made me grit my teeth and start rabbiting at her cervix. She held her hands to her mouth again as cries and sobs were pouring from her core. Loud expletives were also muffled and that was too much. As my aunt squirmed under me, I pressed all the way in again and held her tight against me as my cock throbbed and the urethra swole before opening through her inner ring to pour several more surges directly into her fertile womb. When it stopped I strained to pull free from my aunt's uterus and when I did, she whimpered and held me against her with my slowly softening cock half way inside her cunt and my finger still buried in her butthole. I slowly pulled clear despite her pained protests, my own cock raw and tender and let the tip flop onto her mound. I lifted off of my aunt and she breathed deeply as I took in her tiny tits that jiggled slightly every time she shuddered. I looked down as she watched the softening of my heavy cock milk remnants of my cum out onto her white sex. We were exhausted and fell asleep holding onto each other, not thinking that the reason I could see her so well at the end was being in the predawn hours. It was between 1030 and 1100 when I woke up. My limbs were heavy and there was softness against my side with a sexy leg draped over mine and a soft cheek resting on my chest. The mental fog hadn't completely cleared but I wasn't hung over. Aunt Beth was a little, I found out a few minutes later. I needed to pee but I didn't want to get up, the pungent smell of sweat and cum caused a surge of desire to pulse through my dick. Fortunately, it was sated enough not to get hard and I smiled. I had been awake about ten minutes, not realizing how late it was or even why I woke up. That's when I heard clattering in the kitchen. It was almost to the opposite corner of the house but the kitchen is open with a passthrough arch in a half wall. The sound resonated across the large living room via the vaulted ceiling. I slid my arm slowly from under aunt Beth's neck and head, she rolled back, my having to scooch her back on to my twin bed. The lines of sun and the brightness of the room showed just how obscenely we had acted last night. The salt crystals from dried sweat sparkled and tear tracks were still visible as were the multiple cum stains. I crept to the door and cracked it open, no one was right outside or in the living room but I could hear the puttering around. "Holy shit!" I said, almost too loudly. I knelt by the bed and kissed aunt Beth, wet enough and hard enough to stir her. "Mmmmmmmmm, good morning..." I held my hand over her mouth and signaled to be quiet and then pointed my thumb over my shoulder and she nodded. I was panicked but she seemed excited by the "danger". She leaned against my arm when I sat next to her on the edge of the bed. A soft white titty squashed against my arm and her still darkened nipple felt like a little marble. She nuzzled my back and looked all aghast, "What do we do now?" She was mocking my terror at being found out. My aunt was having way too much fun with it. "Okay, that has to be dad, I'll stand at the end of the hall and tell him I'm hitting the shower. Grab your nightie, once I tell him that, he won't look back here when he hears the doors. I pulled my shorts on and aunt Beth bunched up her nightie over her tits, a translucent fold not reaching her tender sex. I looked at the downy soft blond hair I had felt and felt a twinge of arousal as I saw it was so fine, you could make out the white of her pudenda. "Now when I open the door, slip out behind me and down the hall, if he is looking, he can see only about a third of the hinge side." My still naked aunt smiled and her laugh lines became visible. She raised an accusatory eye brow, "You know. In case of emergency, it's good to know what can be seen from where. She reached out and cupped my heavy balls through my shorts and lifted up on her toes for a quick kiss. I opened the door with my change of clothes in hand and turned my back while Beth slipped by me and playfully skipped to the guest room and slowly turned the door knob with a wink, and closed her door as I closed mine. She timed her closing perfectly. I turned in time to see my dad looking out from the kitchen. "Well, welcome back to the living." My dad was extremely stoic, rarely laughed out loud but when his lips went from neutral to an almost imperceptible micro expression he was being his version of pleasant. "I'm hitting the shower dad," I made a production of sniffing my under arms and wrinkling my nose when I pulled my waist band out and pretended to sniff. "I stink." "I bet," he chuffed and smiled slightly. I panicked internally for just a second and then thought, he saw me soaked in sweat coming back from the run and probably never registered my taking a shower. I had come in with wet hair and bare chested. My running shorts were almost as dark as what I had on. The girls didn't have much in the way of toiletries but we had some guest shampoo and toothbrushes in my bathroom. I went into the kitchen and sat down at the dinette to suck on some coffee. I looked at the kitchen clock. "Dang! I really stayed up too late." "Rough night? We only got up a half hour ago," he shrugged, "Have you seen your aunt yet?" "Nah, I just got out of the shower but I think I heard her scurrying around." I took a slug of the desperately needed coffee, "I can go rattle her cage." He shook his head and said if she was up, she'd be out soon. And sure enough, when the eggs were coming off, she emerged wearing tight denim shorts, that really showed off her shapely and compact ass. She was wearing her bikini top and translucent cover. She had brushed her hair and it looked fresh. I hadn't heard the shower but she looked cleaned up. Even without makeup, she was truly pretty. "You could do with picking up your bathroom a little David, it took forever to find the toothbrushes and toothpaste. And it smells a lot like teenage boy too." Dad looked over his glasses at me with one of those disappointed looks he gave whenever I fell short. He turned to get the bacon and I flipped off my aunt to which she winked and smiled. Dad's girlfriend had emerged a few minutes before and we chatted and joked a little. I sat next to my aunt and I know a whiff of sex is what I was catching. She also had some cum dried in her hair and a little at the corner of her mouth. It was faint and I hoped it wasn't noticed by anyone else. I wasn't sure if she missed the dried spunk or if her risk fetish made her leave it on purpose. She just wanted to torment me, I knew it. Aunt Beth was needing to go because she had a dinner to get ready for and dad's girlfriend wasn't ready to go yet. My dad asked me if I could take her home, I suspected he wanted some time alone with his girlfriend. "Sure, ready whenever you are aunt Beth." I liked the idea of a little more time with her alone and she asked if I'd take her home on the bike. Her whole family used to ride dirt bikes together on weekends and she wanted to be in the wind on this very hot Texas Summer day. I relished the sensation of her bikini covered little tits pressed against me and her thighs rubbing mine. On the way to her home, there was a teasing squeeze of my denim trapped dick and balls several times. She finally quit it when I smacked her left thigh. When I pulled up in front of their upper class ranch style house. I dropped the center stand and stepped off to help her from the elevated rear seat. She jumped down off of the foot peg she had pivoted on and her tanned legs flexed in those tight shorts and she stood up on bright white deck shoes. She showed me angry finger shaped welts that peaked out of the hem on her left legs. She punched me in the shoulder before we went in. I hung out for a bit and she was walking me to the door while everyone was off to Sunday afternoon things around the house. Her strong if short legs flexed erotically as she stood on her tiptoes. She placed a hand on the side of my face and said, "Thanks for the ride," and she kissed me on the cheek with a perfectly familial peck. "I need to start getting ready to go to the dinner." Then she whispered, "Your cum is running down my legs and my bottoms are soaked, she smiled and winked when she stepped back. Monday morning I was off so I decided to do laundry and clean up my room. It reeked. I have to admit when I felt thick, stiff stains on the sheet, I smelled them and reminisced over that night of abandon and debauchery. The stiff pair of her teddy's matching panties fell from the folds of the sheet. Had she "forgotten" them? Maybe they were a present. Her cum and mine was heavy in their front and gusset and the gelled glob was still cool to the touch. I shook my head at her little risks that she took and how she tortured me with them. I buried the lurid trophy in my underwear drawer and they were still there even after the Army. EPILOGUE I found out later in conversation with my uncle that he'd had a vasectomy a few years ago. But I never did figure out why she was running around and fucking unprotected. Were they doing the rhythm method or was my uncle the only male allowed to fuck her and she was limited to women. Either way, we dodged the bullet on getting her pregnant. I was relieved but there was part of me that was also disappointed. Aunt Beth and I stayed close as she was the same favorite aunt that she was before we'd fucked. We never spoke of it again and everything was back as it was, save for the occasional knowing look or wink when a double entendre would inadvertently come up in conversations. We never fucked again, nor have I ever experienced incest with anyone else or even cared to. Came close with a sister but good sense took over and we cooled our jets. No one ever knew about it but there was a scary incident once that I was afraid would blow the whole thing up. One time over the holidays, I had ridden the motorcycle over and it was pretty crisp. I had a few drinks, played darts but I wasn't even tipsy. Aunt Beth was a lot more "relaxed". She, my uncle and my cousin her son were standing around the entry as I geared up. I shook hands with my uncle and my cousin and aunt Beth jumped up and hung off of my neck and kissed me open mouthed, forcing her tongue into my surprised mouth. She dropped down and bounced off toward the kitchen. I looked at my uncle and my cousin whose mouth was hanging open, shrugged and said, "I've NO idea what just happened." My uncle was nonplussed and said, "Don't worry about it." For me, at that time, I wondered how I'd react if I was ever asked since my uncle had seen how his wife was with her nephew. I'm not sure I would have been able to refuse. No one ever said anything about it though and the kiss was never mentioned to me. It was forgotten and even that incredible night became a vague memory of a blip in time. Sanitized until it became, "She tried to seduce me," when my wife and I shared our "traumas". Hers were most definite but this incident with my Aunt Beth, I didn't even think it impacted me. Both my aunt and uncle started doing coke, the favorite of high powered big money types in the 70s. Eventually my aunt got into other drugs like ecstasy and drank more heavily. By the time she met my then fiancé, she was her funny, wise and fun to be around self. My wife loved her, she saw her as the best adjusted out of my mom's family. When my kids were born, they loved her too and she was a doting great aunt. It was at a family reunion several years when I noticed she was having problems. Memory misfires, Tourette's like profanity and she'd become erratic. She died about 10 years ago from Alzheimer's, my uncle too, about 6 years ago. But in my logical, pragmatic and non-emotional existence; this like many other incidents I'm just now recalling, was just a shadow in a dusty file cabinet of memories. And it wasn't until now, that I realize how far that incestuous debauchery affected my life. I now understand why I was the way I was and how my amorality wouldn't even acknowledge how wrong it was. Why it led me to think that using my aunt was okay, legalities not withstanding. As I sort this all out, I see how I had obliterated any pro***********ions against incest and in turn, didn't observe other lines like whether the woman was married or not. And while I was assertive with my lovers before this, I never sought to cause pain. After this though, when a woman showed a desire to be dominated I crossed into some heavy and dark kink. And that affected me when I was romantically attracted to women, including my wife and I had to unlearn the desire to employ such things on the women I cared about. 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