The Taboo Encounters: Aunt
I had just finished up with my bath. The time was ten in the morning, and I was feeling unusually hungry. I entered my room, pushing the door behind me to shut, and positioned myself in front of the wardrobe mirror. Noticing the weight gain, I made a mental note to start exercising. Let it be any kind of physical activity, I told myself, so long the end result involves a lot of sweat. Running was an option. I removed my towel and began to apply lotion all over my body, including the balls. It’s a good feeling. Slowly my cock started to inch up into a handsome entity. I never bothered to measure it in inches, but I have compared its size with household items. In that respect, my cock compares favorably with standard deodorant bottles. That’s enough for my confidence. I pulled back the skin and dropped some lotion on the tip. Lotion improves the sensation that comes along with stroking. I was watching myself masturbate when suddenly I noticed that my door was open and there stood my aunt, stunned by what she had crashed into. She had probably just walked in to call me for breakfast. She snapped back to reality. I had stopped stroking and this might have restored her senses. Her eyes moved up using the mirror and made contact with mine for a split second. She slithered away like a snake. I wasn’t shocked. I was happy. I was horny. And I was confident. But I would have to act fast. And I would have to be bold. I left my room and made my way into the kitchen. There she was with her back facing me. She was filling a glass with milk. She didn’t know that I had come into the kitchen. Obviously, she was still very distracted. I inspected her body with lust. She barely stood over five feet. Her hair was rolled into an apple-sized bun. Her purple gown didn’t reveal much about the body within. I had to remove it. I walked towards her without any care for stealth. It barely took me a couple of seconds. She froze. There were beads of sweat on her dark chocolate skin. She was breathing heavily. Time ceased to flow and the air had come to a standstill. My aunt and I, two beings smelling of lust, had become the center of the universe. I crept forward. I became aware of my own heavy breathing. I was on a monumental collision course. Suddenly the glass of milk dropped onto the kitchen counter and spilled milk all over it. My cock had made contact with her back and she found out that I was naked. I crept closer and my cock rubbed across her lower back. With my lips just behind her head, I softly asked for a glass of milk. She refilled the glass and handed it to me over her shoulder. She didn’t turn around. Using the soft voice, I asked her whether the milk was too hot. She slightly shook her head. I took the glass. I moved even closer. Now my balls were touching her. I gulped down some milk, and then put the glass in front of her lips. She didn’t respond. I pressed the glass onto her lower lip and raised. She ended up drinking the milk and I kept raising the glass till it emptied. I reached out my other arm around her and grabbed the jar. I poured another glassful of milk, but this time I took the glass towards her breasts. I realized that they appeared more than a handful. The mood was heavy. I poured the milk over her gown and it hugged her boobs tightly. I put away the glass and jar and proceeded to grab her boobs, but she held my wrists. Her face turned, and she looks into my eyes. “We shouldn’t.” Staring at her closed lips, I overpowered her hold and my hands pounced on her milk-wet boobs. I began shamelessly groping her, and slowly her eyes closed. Her mouth opened, and my lips swallowed it. My tongue was doing everything and anything inside her mouth cavity, occasionally finding her own tongue. I pressed my face down firm onto hers and continued with the passionate kissing. My hands were playing with her boobs as if they were dough. My cock and my balls were grinding with her ass. With a mighty pull, I brought her gown to her knees, and then with one more pull, I brought it down to the ground. I stood up again and grabbed her bra. She had a fat ass. She hadn’t been wearing panties and so my cock was occasionally entering into her ass-crack. I moved one hand down onto her pussy and it ended up in a forest of pubes. The thick curly hair turned me on like nothing before. I grabbed a fistful and pulled lightly. She moaned. Her hands came up and grabbed my neck. I saw her hairy armpits and felt as if my boner would explode. I was getting hornier with every dirty detail of my aunt. I pulled her pubes a little more roughly, and she tightened her grip on my neck. I kissed the back of her neck and made my way down to her huge ass. Her body wasn’t fit or shaped like an hourglass. Her ass wasn’t toned. She was hotter than anything that I had seen before. I spanked her booty. A tiny but excited yelp escaped her. I parted the cheeks. She sure was hairy, but all of this only made me hornier. I ran my finger down through her ass crack, over her ass hole, and along her pussy. She was trembling. Goosebumps erupted all over her skin. I told her to step out of her gown. As she was shuffling her position, I sprang up and turned her around. She looked up at me. I asked her to remove the bra and she did so without lowering her gaze.i took a peek at her naked boobs. The dark nipples stood fully erect. I pinched them, causing her to moan again. My oozing cock was rubbing her slightly bulging stomach. Her hands moved over my ass and onto my shoulders and then moved back down again. This repeated motion made me bring variations into my own motion as I rubbed my cock all over her. She looked at it and I saw the old fascination creep back into her face again. I put one hand over her head and pushed her down, guiding her to a position where she faced my cock. I realized that my cock was big.