Aunt Kim is not actually related to me. She is my friend’s aunt, but I’ve known her well since I was a child and just grew up calling her Aunt Kim. I wrote about Kim and my first sexual experience with her a couple of months ago and that story is linked here:
[First Time with Kim](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l5nt1r/my_first_cougar_lead_to_other_firsts/)
So, Kim mostly controlled the action our first time together and I was along for the ride. I suppose that makes sense since she was more experienced than me, more successful, more confident, objectively better looking, etc, etc. Also, I had jerked off a thousand times as a teenager to the idea of her, so the whole real-life event just had me in a daze.
Unfortunately, not long after our first time together, Kim started dating somebody new and was no longer in need of, or receptive to, this new fwb arrangement that we had created. Which was totally fair. I guess I just thought I would have more than one chance to fuck her. I met the new guy a couple of times and it seemed clear to me that it was not going to last. He was a personal trainer and fitness fanatic so he did not drink or party and was up every morning training clients at 4 or 5 am. Kim liked to go out several nights per week and have fun so this was not looking like a good match. He was a big, fit, good looking dude, though and the idea that she was fucking him instead of me was a bit unpleasant. Still, though, she didn’t owe me anything and I needed to just appreciate the one time that I did have with her.
One night while out with friends, I overheard something very interesting, however. Kim was home with her trainer dude, but one of Kim’s good friends was out with us and was telling another friend that Kim was going to break up with this guy. She said the attraction was purely physical and this guy was not getting it done in the bedroom. Apparently, Kim’s friend said, despite being this big, strong dude, he was really timid and somewhat of a dud when it came to sex. Kim had wanted / expected that he would toss her around a bit and just be somewhat domineering and physical, as his appearance might suggest. It was good to hear that this guy was getting tossed to the curb and also good to get a little secret insight into what Kim was looking for in a sexual partner. I made sure to file that little tidbit away for future use.
Fast forward a few weeks and a perfect opportunity arises for me. One of our friends invites us to a skybox that his company has rented for a baseball game. It was a holiday weekend and most of the clients that they had originally invited were unable to attend, so they opened it up to us. Kim would be there, and, almost as importantly, my friend Mark (her nephew) would not be there as he was out of town for a camping trip. It was extremely important to both Kim and I that Mark (or any of our friends, really) not know about our arrangement.
It was an open bar and a beautiful day and we all had a great time, taking advantage of the opportunity to sit outside in the sun, then come in occasionally to cool off in the AC and get a fresh drink. At one point, Kim and I found ourselves alone outside and started chatting playfully. She looked fantastic as always, in a tank top and short shorts that showed off her firm tits, incredible body and deep tan. She sat close, holding her leg against mine and suggested that we could go back to her place after the game to help each other out. Unlike the last time, there was zero doubt in my mind that she was suggesting that we should fuck. I asked about her boyfriend and she confirmed that was over, but I decided to torment her a bit. “Oh, so now you need me again, huh?”, I asked playfully. I didn’t really believe any of it, I was just setting the stage for a scenario where she somehow owed me something.
We concocted a scheme (probably drunkenly over-elaborate) where we left the game at different times and had different reasons and places that we were going to make sure that our friends did not suspect anything. I got to her place a bit earlier than her, but we both sprinted up the stairs and started kissing and fondling sloppily as soon as we were through the door. Within a minute or two, I had my hand in her shorts, my finger tracing her lips. She pulled back a bit, saying that she should go freshen up before we go further. This is when I suddenly remembered what I had overheard weeks earlier and decided to put myself into a different headspace. “I’ll be the judge of that”, I said as I plunged my finger into her pussy then pulled it out and gave it a taste. “You’re pussy is perfect the way it is”, I said, removing my finger from my mouth and putting it into hers. Seems a little silly in retrospect since there was probably not much pussy taste left on my finger at that point, but it felt like a bit of a power move at the time. For the record, her pussy tasted great – just the right amount of funky from being in the sun all day and sweating a bit.
Kim moaned just a bit when I stuck my finger in her mouth and that was all of the confirmation that I needed to continue with this approach. Her condo was a modern, open floorplan place with the kitchen adjacent to the entry door and a long island running nearly the width of the unit. I pushed her shorts and underwear down her hips a bit before ordering her to get them off. As she stepped out of them, I knelt in front of her, placing my tongue on her waiting pussy. I gave it a couple of delicious licks before wrapping my arms up around her ass, then standing and carrying her in front of me over to the kitchen island. For a split second, I thought I may have taken things too far as I probably could have easily toppled forward with her, crashing into a lamp or glass table and sending one or both of us to the ER. I actually pulled it off pretty smoothly, though, and Kim gasped appreciatively as I set her ass down gently on the island, diving in to lick her pussy at the same time. I was leaned over at an awkward angle, two fingers in her pussy, my tongue lapping at her clit. It only took a few minutes of this, Kim panting furiously, before she warned me that she was cumming, grinding her clit forward onto my tongue.
We both lay still for a moment, my wet face resting on her thigh, her little patch of black pubic hair tickling my nose. “Sit down so I can suck your cock” she said and pointed toward one of the stools set up at the island. I did as I was told, kicking off my shorts as my hard cock sprung out. Kim hopped off the island, reaching down to guide my cock into her warm mouth before I was even fully seated. I realized at this moment that I had allowed her to control the action for a moment and needed to take it back. After less than a minute, I forced myself to push her away, even though she was experly and enthusiastically slobbering all over my hard dick. “I need to fuck your tight little pussy”, I said. “We can do that later. I want your cum in my mouth now”, she replied. As fucking fantastic as that sounded, I knew that I had to refuse. I pushed her away, standing up, my dick bouncing in front of me.
I put my hand on her back, directing her to bend forward over the island, starting to line my cock up with her wet pussy as I stood behind her. “Wait, we need a condom”, she muttered. “I don’t have any with me,” I said. She said she had some in her bathroom and started off down the hall. I stood there with my hard dick, feeling like I had lost a bit of momentum and trying to figure out how to get back some control. Rather than waiting for her to return to the kitchen with a condom, I followed her down the hall, intercepted her coming back out of the bathroom and directed her roughly the other way, telling her that I was going to fuck her in her bed. I took the condom out of her hand as I pushed her onto the bed, asking her if she wanted my hard cock in her as I stroked it a couple of times before rolling the condom on.
I knelt in front of her on the bed for a second before grabbing both of her legs and pulling her toward me swiftly, as I placed a leg on each of my shoulders as I entered her. Although she was already incredibly wet, I started slowly, going slightly deeper with each thrust in order to tease her just a bit. “Fuck me, fuck me hard” she begged as I continued to thrust slowly and gently. Finally, I relented after several minutes, alternating between short, fast strokes and long deep ones, but making sure to slam into her with each one, the slapping of our wet bodies seeming to echo off the walls of her bedroom. After a few minutes of this, she warned me that she was about to cum and I decided to really mess with her a bit, going back to slow strokes and removing my cock completely at some points. I teased her like this for a while, fucking her hard and close to orgasm before stopping again several times and she was a mess, begging for her orgasm while also giggling a bit and nearly crying in frustration all at the same time. Finally, I took pity on the poor girl and went back to fucking her. She screamed in ecstacy as her pussy clamped tightly around my cock, causing my own nuts to boil. Once her pussy released its grip, I pulled out and ripped the condom off of my dick, telling her I was about to cum. “Cum in my mouth,” she said, pulling her legs off my shoulders and trying to lean forward to get at my dick. Instead, I pushed her back down with my left hand as I stroked my cock with my right. In just a few seconds I was shooting cum onto her stomach and tank top (which she was still wearing) and made a concerted effort to get a few drops on her little patch of pubic hair where the contrast of black and white was rather aesthetically pleasing.
“Why are you being such an asshole, I wanted your cum”, she asked playfully. “Fine”, I said, rubbing my cock in the cum pooled on her stomach, then crawling forward so that I was straddling her face, forcing her to clean my balls and then my still-semi-hard cock as I pushed it down into waiting mouth. As with several times during this experience, I wondered if I had gone a little too far with the dominance thing. However, she took a break from her cock cleaning at one point to mutter “oh fuck yeah, give it to me” or something like that and I figured I had done good. As much as she was enjoying it, and as hot as the visual was for me, I was just too sensitive after a minute or two of this and flopped over next to her in the bed.
She eventually asked me what had gotten in to me that day and I played dumb, asking what she meant. She explained that she meant how I had bossed her around, picked her up, tossed her around, denied her orgasm and forced her to clean my dick after fucking. I told her that I was just really turned on and wanted to make sure that I got what I needed and wasn’t intimidated by her like I was the first time. She said that she loved it but told me not to get too used to it as she needed to be in charge sometimes too. This became a theme (both later that night and in future encounters) and added even more fun to being able to fuck my childhood dream girl.
Thanks for reading!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m1awy5/dominating_aunt_kim_mf