My Uncle’s Wife [MF]

It was December 25, 2015 – Christmas day.
On Christmas, we often when to my uncle’s house; he is a business magnate, and lives in a grand house. Our family was large in size, and for most of my life, we had always celebrated Christmas from noon to around 9 p.m. at his household. Unfortunately, most our relatives this year had to work on this day, so we decided we would only gather for Christmas dinner at my uncle’s place. Being in university, and working at a part-time job, I didn’t have time to think about what presents I was going to get for the kids that still liked unwrapping Christmas gifts.

At around 4:30 p.m. after I had finished my last exam of second year in university, I went to the mall near my school, and bought a few presents for tonight. When I finished, and headed for the train station, I saw my uncle’s wife — Nora; she wore a tight, fitted, white sleeveless turtle neck, and white jeans. She was in her early 40s, and had shoulder length hair that was curled and dyed red. Her facial features weren’t the most beautiful I’ve seen, but she had a certain demeanor, and carried herself confidently – she was undeniably the most I had been attracted to an older woman, or most girls for that matter. Her voluptuous figure caught the eyes of every man that would pass her, and they were not to blame; she had C or D cup breasts, at least, and the way her behind moves, there was no way you could miss her. She was a milf.

“Nora?” I enquire, pretending I was caught by surprise, but actually, I had noticed her from far away, and admired her figure long before.

“James,” she gasped, and gave me a hug.

I felt her round breasts against my torso, and her perfume penetrated my senses.

“I haven’t seen you in almost a year,” I said, releasing myself from the hug, “you look great, didn’t you have work today?” She usually wore business casual attire.

“You look great too,” she replied. “Actually, we had a Christmas party, so everyone was told to wear something more casual.”

“Ah, no wonder. Are you heading home for the party? Everyone should be there by now, I think.”

“Yea, I am. It’s sad we couldn’t spend more time together this year, but at least we can catch up, even if it’s only for a short while.”

The train arrived, and a flood of people pushed and shoved to get inside – it was peak time for all commuters to head home. I found myself and Nora against each other; we were tightly situated near the opposite door of the entrance we had just entered, and we faced each other. Throughout the train ride, her breasts were against my body, and made it a hell of an awkward train ride. For reasons I wish to explain, but cannot, she turned around, perhaps it was getting awkward, or she noticed me staring at her figure. My view was now her ass – huge, lined perfectly by her tight, white jeans.
More people flooded in from the next station, and a man pushed me from behind, as I felt my erection forced against Nora’s buttocks. This was no doubt, the most dread I had felt in my life; I had just unintentionally groped my uncle’s wife on a train, and there was no chance she didn’t notice. She looked towards me creating eye contact, and then looked down at my crotch – she noticed, and I stood frozen in place, backing away from contact with her as much as I could; but I noticed her looking up, and then smirking. I was sure she would’ve smacked me in front of all of these commuters, but she didn’t. At first I was confused, but perhaps this was the sign I have been looking for all these years; I’ve known her for all my life, but I didn’t realise how attractive she was until I was around 16. I also had gotten interested in the milf category in porn, so it was inevitable that my fantasies of sleeping with Nora would flourish. And on top of that, she had always complimented my appearance, not knowing if they were innocent remarks, or much more.

We left the train, and walked towards her home. As usual, everyone was there – at least forty people.

My cousin, Matthew – Nora’s son – asked if I wanted to sleep over, and so I accepted the request. We were pretty close, and I usually slept over on Christmas day to play games, and watch movies with him after everyone left.

At around midnight, we were halfway through a movie, but Matthew had slept. I turned off the television, and left his room to get some food, and head to the living room. But I noticed the lights were on, and Nora was on the couch in the living room – she was alone.

My uncle worked a lot, and went on business trips often. But even when he was home, it felt like he neglected Nora, to an extent; I even remember the time he was going to file for divorce.

I walked towards Nora, and seated myself besides her. Her hair was now tied up, and her fringe covered part of her forehead; she wore a white tank top, and pink shorts that were incredibly tight, revealing her alluring legs. She was almost more attractive now – with little makeup – than when she was dressed up before; she was more revealing, and her cleavage was devastating for my focus on the television.

“Hey, what are you doing up so late?” she asked.
“I could ask you the same question.”
“I’m not really tired, and I couldn’t sleep. But your uncle is already sleeping.”
“The same with Matthew.”

We paused talking for a minute, and I thought about the incident on the train. So with courage, I apologized about it, already understanding she knew what had happened. She laughed, and placed her hand on my thigh, not far from my crotch.

“You’re sorry for getting hard for me?” she said while looking down. “You couldn’t get your eyes off me throughout the train ride.”
I didn’t know how to reply, nor could I; her hands continued to caress my thigh. And now my erection was clear; I didn’t bring any clothes to sleep in, so I borrowed my cousin’s ridiculously bright orange shorts. This made my erection clear, and there was no denying it to Nora. I couldn’t stand it any longer, and oblivious of the consequences, I caressed her bare thighs, finally arriving at her vagina trapped inside the incredibly tight shorts she was wearing; they were pink.

She didn’t say a word, nor did she stop me, and I took it as a sign of her consent, and continued. We began to make out, her hand rubbing my crotch, and my fingers caressing her smooth legs, and soaking vagina. Her tongue ravaged my mouth, and her sweet saliva made it impossible to stop tasting and wanting more of her juices. She began to sit on me, and straddled. I took of her white tank top which revealed her beige coloured bra. There was no doubt – I estimated — that she was at least a D cup. I took them off, and lost my consciousness for a few seconds; it was incomprehensible. On top of how large her breasts her, Nora’s areola was vast in size, pink in colour, and more delicious than any food you could discover.

Most girls I hooked up with didn’t have large breasts like Nora’s, most of them were at least B cups, and perhaps a few were C cups.

I planted my face in between her breasts, licked and sucked her nipples for at least five minutes, and the aroma from the perfume she had used once again, had penetrated my senses and heightened the experience; I didn’t want to stop, but I knew she would pleasure me in other ways.

She got off my lap, and took my shorts off. Nora was now beside me, leaning forwards, and moving her tongue around my tip which was engulfed by pre-cum. Her tongue teased the tip of my penis until I couldn’t last any longer. I grabbed her hair, and lightly pushed her head indicating I wanted more – and that’s what she gave me, a hell of a lot more. She sucked furiously, and my penis went down her throat countless of times; her saliva drenched my penis, and I was scared someone was going to wake up from the incredible moans, and noises Nora was making. Meanwhile, her breasts were resting on my arm, and I continued to feel them as she continued to give me the most passionate blowjob I’ve ever gotten. I tried to focus on other things around the room because if I didn’t I knew I would’ve came in a short time.

I got up, and lead Nora to a nearby wall; she leaned against the wall, and slightly bent over. I took off her tight pink shorts, revealing her purple panties; I slowly took them down her voluptuous legs, and in anticipation, I finally got to see it. Her vagina was incredible. It still looked, and felt incredibly tight for her age, I thought. I slipped my finger inside, but it was as if it didn’t want me to escape. I planted my face, and licked every part around her vagina, including her beautiful rear, and the sides of her thigh. Not long after, she came on my face, and her moan began to crescendo. The juices exiting her vagina was subtle in sweetness, and I just wanted more, and more, and more of it.

I licked her vagina for the last time, and got up on my legs. I grabbed my penis, and slid it inside her tight vagina. For a second, I felt her vagina grasping onto ever section of my penis, until she pulled it out.

“We can’t, we have no protection,” she said, still puffing and moaning.

Instead, she pushed me onto the wall, and went on her knees. Nora spat a tiny amount of saliva in between her breasts, and began to titty fuck me. She placed my penis between her slippery cleavage, and began to fuck it. It was unlike anything I’ve felt before, since in the past most of the girls that did titty fuck me had smaller breasts, and it didn’t feel any good. But when Nora did it, it was incredible; her D cup breasts were tightly squeezed which created an extremely tight center. I grabbed behind her neck, and thrusted into her large breasts.

“I’m going to come soon” I said, moaning in complete contentment.

She grabbed my penis, and began to blow on it once again, as she did in the beginning. Her plump lips wrapped around my penis as she looked into my eyes; it was if she needed my cum, and she needed it now. And there was no doubt she had blowjob eyes – beautiful hazelnut coloured eyes.

“Fuck,” I whisper under my breath.

She continued sucking, mainly the tip of penis.

“Let me come on your face,” I said.

She tugged my penis violently, and the tip of my penis was about to explode. Nora leaned forward, and I came the biggest load I’ve ever given; it was beyond my expectations. The ejaculation blasted across her face, and some reached her fringe; it dripped onto her large breasts, as she began to lick the cum off her fingers. Her face, a blank canvas, was now covered with my paint; it could have constituted as a piece of abstract painting. Nora grabbed my penis one last time, and sucked the cum left inside; it was incredibly sensitive, and she sucked it as if she wanted me to lose all balance and consciousness.

Nora got a hand towel, and some tissues, and cleaned herself up. We watched television for about an hour after that, and just talked about what was going on in our lives. I felt sorry for her being married to my uncle, she felt neglected. She hadn’t had sex in months.

It would’ve been at least 2 a.m., and we both went up into our respective bedrooms. I entered Matthew’s bedroom, and slept on the spare mattress. I couldn’t get my eyes to close, the experience was still vivid in my mind, and what an experience it was, the feeling of carrying out your fantasies was beyond contentment; I was in a state of transcendence.

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