This happened about 7 years ago. My late wife and I had coordinated our work schedules and scored a long weekend together, and we decided to pay her relatives a visit.
The first relative we went to was one of her father’s older sisters. A nice lady, prim and proper as ol’ skool Asians are.. and I was frankly a little apprehensive, as I come from a different state renowned for straight-talk, uncouth turns of phrase and different ways of doing things.
Anne saw this, and put me at ease. I may sound like a potty-mouth bastard when I talk, but I mean well.. and I can (and did) ham it up if I needed to. Her hand lightly squeezing my ass as we got out of our car helped too..
We had a blast. Aunt Rina (not her real name) had prepared tea early and we had it in the kitchen, with Anne pitching in on dinner preparations as we made small talk. Preparations done, it was time for siesta. Anne and I were both tired from the trip out, and Aunt Rina (who was twice my age) must’ve needed it worse than we did.
The awesome thing about ol’ skool Malay architecture is that each house will have at least one nook that’s nicely situated to catch a cool draft, a welcome oasis in over-90F, 90% humid heat. I found one under the floor of the main elevated house and hidden behind the stairs connecting it to the second-house/kitchen. There was a rattan sofa and a bookcase of old school textbooks, but the cold concrete floor and a draft through well-placed air vents was what sealed the deal.
I took off my shirt and sighed contentedly as I lay down, folding the shirt and placing it under my neck for support. I’d slept for a bit when Anne found me. “Ahh, there you are,” she whispered as she laid down next to me. I drowsily pulled her close and she ended up sleeping on her side, head cradled over my arm and her face on my chest.
Sometime later, I heard Anne whispering. I put an ear out, listening while still asleep as she moved around. A zipper unzipped.. and her hand slowly worked my cock out from my pants.
“Aww.. that’s awfully cute.” My hard 6 inches pack down to 2.. and I *was* really tired.
She dropped her head past my flat belly and started kissing and mouthing my flaccid cock.
“By Allah, I want this so bad..”
“I need this.. I need him..”
“Honey, I love you.. and I love your cock..”
“God, I want your baby so bad.. I can feel her kicking!”
It took all my willpower to not jump awake and passionately smother her for those hawt words.. she’d lost her renowned subtlety that day, and it was refreshing to hear her lust and wanton need of me, *live* so to speak.
She continued worshiping me to my full length, her steamy words interspersed with sounds of her kissing, licking sucking and gagging on it.
“Oh Lord, look at you. Hard, thick, shiny, throbbing..”
“Umm.. that taste! I want more.. I need more of that monster cock..”
“By Allah, I’m such a slut for this.. for him.. I want him, and thank You for giving him to me..”
She was by now raving in English, Malay *and French*. I was, needless to say, completely blown out of my mind.. but I was still sleeping!
“How do I take you, my love? We’ve been married awhile.. but why does it look painful? But I need you in me so much.. fuck.. I want that cock fucking me deep and hard right now.”
And then the noise that got me waking up slowly.. *the wet sounds of Anne’s fingers slipping deep into her soaked pussy.* Her moans were getting louder, which she solved by stuffing two-thirds of my hard cock down her throat. She sucked harder as two fingers became three, by now desperately pumping in and out, filling the nook with the sexy squelching sounds that I’d die for to listen to again..
“Oh Lord.. I’m.. I’m wet. I hope that’s enough.. is it, though? But.. but I want him inside me so much!”
Three seconds of silence, and then.. “Ahh, fuck it.” Followed by cute giggling.
Anne moved again, and I fully awoke to the feeling of her pussy parting open to admit my throbbing hard cock. I still kept my eyes closed as I fully immersed myself in the act of uniting with my lovely, slutty, sexy soulmate.. and even her hiss of pain-wrapped-in-pleasure didn’t spoil the mood.
Her big ass and round hips slowly dropped on mine as she straddled and sat on me.
“Oh my God. You are.. so.. big. So.. hard. So… deep. Fuck. Fuck.. me.. it hurts. But.. feels.. so.. SO.. good.”
She rocked her hips forwards and backwards, grinding her swollen cunt lips and clit against the base of my cock again and again. She took off her shirt, revealing her B-cup tits. She then let her sarong ride up past her thighs as she leaned over, brushing her nipples against my lips and nose.
“Wakey wakey, honey.. I need you to suckle on these.”
“I miss your lips on them..”
“Ahh, God.. you feel good in me, but I wanna feel better..”
I let her hang for a bit, enjoying the heat of her tits close by my face and her hands fondling them longingly.
“Please?”
I slowly opened my eyes. “Thought you’d never asked.”
The next few minutes was filled with her gasps and moans as I fully explored her beautiful breasts with my lips and tongue. Her hips had by then switched to moving up and down, driving my full length in and out of her, *just as she wanted it.*
We heard footsteps nearly too late. Anne grabbed my too-small t-shirt as I pulled her sarong down to cover her crotch and thighs.
“Anne, what are you doing?” Aunt Rina asked from the top of the stairs. She leaned out and looked, catching her covered and me bare-chested.. my hard cock buried in her sopping pussy safely hidden under her sarong.
“We’re trying to give you a grand-niece, Aunt Rina!” Anne’s delivery was *perfect*.. managing to sound cute and innocent, as well as uncouth as all hell. I tamped down a grin as Aunt Rina was thunderstruck by her niece’s words.
“She’s kidding. She was finishing up on massaging my whole body.”
“Well.. err, you could’ve done it upstairs! Anne, you know which room to use!”
I smiled. Anne was clearly in turbo-slut mode as her hips started rocking back and forth again, even as Aunt Rina continued talking to us.
“Begging your pardon Aunt Rina, but I love it down here. We’ve got a duvet and blanket set in the car, and we’ll set up to sleep here tonight.”
“But..” she protested. I spent a minute *still on my back under and inside her lovely niece* convincing her that that nook had our name on it and that it was perfect for the night.
“Okay. The offer still stands if you change your minds.”
Aunt Rina walked off, ruefully shaking her head at our antics (*what, you thought we fooled that old lady for even a second?*). We looked at each other, grinned, then kissed each other *hard* as she exploded in orgasm.
The next few minutes we filled with passionate lovemaking, my lips free-ranging all over her breasts, nipples, neck and lips. Anne, smart woman that she was, had grabbed my hand and were kissing it and sucking my fingers to tamp down her orgasmic screams. Eventually, the combination of Anne’s sheer sexiness, lustiness, wet cunt spasming repeatedly around my cock and lips on mine conspired to give me a balls-busting orgasm, painting the insides of her womb and steamy pussy with pulse after pulse of spurting white-hot cum, which in turn lent more strength to her final orgasm of the evening.
Presently, she collapsed on top of me, completely spent from four strong ones. I only had the one, but it was so good I felt like lighting up a cigarette (I don’t smoke!) to further enhance that light-as-a-feather feeling.
We breathed hard, inhaling our mingled after-sex scent with relish. We looked at each other, eyes locked, sharing our love silently.. and marveling at what we just did in front of Aunt Rina.
Anne slowly laid her head on my chest.. a finger lazily tracing a pattern on my chest.
“Honey?”
“Hmm..?”
“All those things you said while you were sucking me hard? That was fucking hawt..”
Her head came up. “You heard that?!”
I grinned, a bit nastily. “Yup. All of it.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/87a0m5/mf_real_story_husband_wife_caught_sort_of_were