My wife's Aunty.
28th Dec 2011
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Sometimes life just jumps up and hits you out of nowhere and just yesterday it did just that.
My wife has an aunty who is not that much older than us at 55, her Mum’s much younger sister and we see her now and again, mainly family do’s and sometimes over Christmas.
Anyway one of those times was Boxing Day at my In law’s and during the evening, my wife had mentioned that she was working the next day, even though it was a Bank holiday. Her Aunty Jean had picked up on this and had asked her if I was busy and if not could I do her a favour. The result of this was that before we went to bed on Monday night my wife informed me that she had promised Aunty Jean that I would take her over to a local retail park the next morning so that she could change a Christmas present and spend some Christmas vouchers. I was hoping for a day on the sofa, watching Sky Movies and finishing off the Quality Street, so I wasn’t too happy, but agreed when my wife straddled me & revealed that she was wearing the red lacy panties I had bought her for Christmas.
Anyway the next day I picked up Aunty Jean from her house and she thanked me profusely and I drove to the Retail Park just out of town. Aunty Jean is a nice woman, quite a laugh really and has a nice round figure and I admit that over the years I have had the odd wank thinking about her, but she has never ever made any indication that she wanted sex with me.
At the Retail Park, she made straight for the Marks & Spencer Outlet Store, and firstly she exchanged a size 14 jumper for a 16 and then she went about searching for other things to buy with her Christmas gift cards. I wandered about looking at the men’s stuff and some of the sale items, but didn’t really want or need anything, so I hunted Aunty Jean down and found her in the lingerie section. She was holding 2 bras and matching knickers and when I arrived she told me that I had come just in time. She then handed me the lingerie whilst she searched through the racks for more.
So there I was standing in M & S holding 2 36E bra’s, one cream & pink, the other cream & pale blue and 2 pairs of matching frilly knickers and as I did I felt my cock start to twitch, even though I felt a total wally.
Eventually Aunty Jean found another set of underwear, these one’s black & lacy and made for the fitting rooms.
She took the 2 bra’s off me and asked me to wait and hold the knickers, as she could only try on the bra’s.
As I stood there holding those 3 pairs of size 16 panties, my mind was imagining Aunty Jean wearing them and I was soon at full hard on state.
When Aunty Jean came back, she had discarded the cream & pale blue bra and had just kept the other 2, and subsequently took those 2 and the matching panties to the till.
She then decided we should have coffee, so we went into Starbucks for a Cappuccino each.
As we sipped our coffees, she asked me point blank what I thought of her new underwear.
I told her that I thought they were nice and left it at that.
An hour later I pulled up outside her house and waited for her to get out of the car. I was in a hurry to get home and relieve myself. However she surprised me by asking me in. Once inside she left me sitting in the lounge and went to the bathroom.
I sat there patiently and finally heard the toilet flush and Jean come down the stairs. I turned my head as she entered the lounge to be greeted by her wearing nothing but her new black bra and panties. My jaw fell open as I took in her massive tits with her dark nipples standing out and her dark triangle of pubic hair behind the black lace.
“I knew you were desperate to see how I looked,” she said with a smile.
“You look amazing Aunty Jean,” I said as I stood.
I went to her and took her in my arms. Her mouth opened hungrily as we started to kiss and I immediately started to grope her huge tits. As we kissed her fingers fumbled at my fly and she unzipped me and reached inside for my swollen cock. Her touch was electric and she let out a soft moan as she gripped me. She stepped back from our kiss and proceeded to undo my belt and pull my trousers and boxer shorts down.
“God! I haven’t had a cock in years,” she said.
She wanked me off for a bit, massaging my pre-cum into my cock, all the time cooing and groaning. As she did so I got my hand inside the cup of her bra and pulled at her nipple with my thumb and forefinger, feeling it hardening as I did so.
With her hand running up and down my shaft I knew it wouldn’t be long before I shot my load, so I asked her to suck me and Jean fell on her knees obediently and took me in her nice soft, warm, wet mouth. Her tongue flicked over me and I felt the amazing pull of her mouth as she sucked on me and within 30 seconds I was unleashing my spunk into her mouth. She swallowed some and then released and my final spasms deposited my cum onto her neck and her chest and it dribbled down her ample cleavage.
She stood and took my hand we ended up in her bedroom. She undressed completely and we were soon in another clinch, my left hand exploring her wet pussy and her hand massaging my soft cock. I was soon sucking and biting her tits, tasting the residue of my spunk on her and then I went down, over a flabby, wrinkled belly, past her thick triangle of pubic hair and down to her swollen pussy lips. As I licked her clit and found her G spot, she writhed in ecstasy and she was soon squirting into my mouth. I rolled her onto her side and also went to work on her tight little arsehole with my tongue and she cried out in pleasure as her orgasm peaked.
By this time I was back to a full state of being hard again and she pulled me up and I entered her. She bucked and writhed on the bed as I fucked her wet pussy. Because I had already cum, I was able to give her a really good fuck, swapping positions a few times. She was also so wet that I easily slipped into her arse as well and she screamed in passion as I fucked her tight arsehole.
I finished off by straddling her body and fucking her cleavage as she held her tits together, finally cumming over her face and neck.
By this time we were both exhausted and she just lay in my arms. After our sex session she confessed that she had masturbated for years thinking about me and even though she now felt guilty as did I, she hoped that we would be able to please each other now and again.
I am hoping 2012 might be a good year.
My wife has an aunty who is not that much older than us at 55, her Mum’s much younger sister and we see her now and again, mainly family do’s and sometimes over Christmas.
Anyway one of those times was Boxing Day at my In law’s and during the evening, my wife had mentioned that she was working the next day, even though it was a Bank holiday. Her Aunty Jean had picked up on this and had asked her if I was busy and if not could I do her a favour. The result of this was that before we went to bed on Monday night my wife informed me that she had promised Aunty Jean that I would take her over to a local retail park the next morning so that she could change a Christmas present and spend some Christmas vouchers. I was hoping for a day on the sofa, watching Sky Movies and finishing off the Quality Street, so I wasn’t too happy, but agreed when my wife straddled me & revealed that she was wearing the red lacy panties I had bought her for Christmas.
Anyway the next day I picked up Aunty Jean from her house and she thanked me profusely and I drove to the Retail Park just out of town. Aunty Jean is a nice woman, quite a laugh really and has a nice round figure and I admit that over the years I have had the odd wank thinking about her, but she has never ever made any indication that she wanted sex with me.
At the Retail Park, she made straight for the Marks & Spencer Outlet Store, and firstly she exchanged a size 14 jumper for a 16 and then she went about searching for other things to buy with her Christmas gift cards. I wandered about looking at the men’s stuff and some of the sale items, but didn’t really want or need anything, so I hunted Aunty Jean down and found her in the lingerie section. She was holding 2 bras and matching knickers and when I arrived she told me that I had come just in time. She then handed me the lingerie whilst she searched through the racks for more.
So there I was standing in M & S holding 2 36E bra’s, one cream & pink, the other cream & pale blue and 2 pairs of matching frilly knickers and as I did I felt my cock start to twitch, even though I felt a total wally.
Eventually Aunty Jean found another set of underwear, these one’s black & lacy and made for the fitting rooms.
She took the 2 bra’s off me and asked me to wait and hold the knickers, as she could only try on the bra’s.
As I stood there holding those 3 pairs of size 16 panties, my mind was imagining Aunty Jean wearing them and I was soon at full hard on state.
When Aunty Jean came back, she had discarded the cream & pale blue bra and had just kept the other 2, and subsequently took those 2 and the matching panties to the till.
She then decided we should have coffee, so we went into Starbucks for a Cappuccino each.
As we sipped our coffees, she asked me point blank what I thought of her new underwear.
I told her that I thought they were nice and left it at that.
An hour later I pulled up outside her house and waited for her to get out of the car. I was in a hurry to get home and relieve myself. However she surprised me by asking me in. Once inside she left me sitting in the lounge and went to the bathroom.
I sat there patiently and finally heard the toilet flush and Jean come down the stairs. I turned my head as she entered the lounge to be greeted by her wearing nothing but her new black bra and panties. My jaw fell open as I took in her massive tits with her dark nipples standing out and her dark triangle of pubic hair behind the black lace.
“I knew you were desperate to see how I looked,” she said with a smile.
“You look amazing Aunty Jean,” I said as I stood.
I went to her and took her in my arms. Her mouth opened hungrily as we started to kiss and I immediately started to grope her huge tits. As we kissed her fingers fumbled at my fly and she unzipped me and reached inside for my swollen cock. Her touch was electric and she let out a soft moan as she gripped me. She stepped back from our kiss and proceeded to undo my belt and pull my trousers and boxer shorts down.
“God! I haven’t had a cock in years,” she said.
She wanked me off for a bit, massaging my pre-cum into my cock, all the time cooing and groaning. As she did so I got my hand inside the cup of her bra and pulled at her nipple with my thumb and forefinger, feeling it hardening as I did so.
With her hand running up and down my shaft I knew it wouldn’t be long before I shot my load, so I asked her to suck me and Jean fell on her knees obediently and took me in her nice soft, warm, wet mouth. Her tongue flicked over me and I felt the amazing pull of her mouth as she sucked on me and within 30 seconds I was unleashing my spunk into her mouth. She swallowed some and then released and my final spasms deposited my cum onto her neck and her chest and it dribbled down her ample cleavage.
She stood and took my hand we ended up in her bedroom. She undressed completely and we were soon in another clinch, my left hand exploring her wet pussy and her hand massaging my soft cock. I was soon sucking and biting her tits, tasting the residue of my spunk on her and then I went down, over a flabby, wrinkled belly, past her thick triangle of pubic hair and down to her swollen pussy lips. As I licked her clit and found her G spot, she writhed in ecstasy and she was soon squirting into my mouth. I rolled her onto her side and also went to work on her tight little arsehole with my tongue and she cried out in pleasure as her orgasm peaked.
By this time I was back to a full state of being hard again and she pulled me up and I entered her. She bucked and writhed on the bed as I fucked her wet pussy. Because I had already cum, I was able to give her a really good fuck, swapping positions a few times. She was also so wet that I easily slipped into her arse as well and she screamed in passion as I fucked her tight arsehole.
I finished off by straddling her body and fucking her cleavage as she held her tits together, finally cumming over her face and neck.
By this time we were both exhausted and she just lay in my arms. After our sex session she confessed that she had masturbated for years thinking about me and even though she now felt guilty as did I, she hoped that we would be able to please each other now and again.
I am hoping 2012 might be a good year.
