[MF] An interesting encounter with my girlfriend’s aunt

My soon to be ex-girlfriend and I had a solid relationship for like 9 months. Conversations were good, lots of quality time, lots of great sex but alas it was not enough to stop her from sexting every night with some dude that she works with. Even going as far as planning hypothetical meet-ups. She doesn’t know that I know. Honestly it’s whatever right now, I’ve already decided to focus more on myself and my writing for a bit after the break-up. Now with that bummer context out of the way let’s get to why we are all here.

So, my girlfriend(let’s call her Olivia) informs me that her extended family is having a dinner/get-together as they are apt to do once every other month or so. At this point I already know about her coworker shenanigans but I’m not one to cause a big fuss, also a couple of her relatives make amazing food. Free food and drinks and some lively conversation. I’m all for it. So I decide to keep up appearances a little longer and make a note in my schedule for the dinner.

We pull up to her aunt’s house. Now this aunt looks strikingly like Amy Adams(which Olivia and I have discussed and agreed upon) just with bigger boobs and overall slightly more curves. But in the face/hair department the resemblance is uncanny. So anyways, why not call her Amy. So we pull up to Amy’s house. Amy is well off with a fancy job in software development, so it’s a pretty nice place. Other important information, Amy is also in her 40’s, single, has no kids and has been flirty as hell since the day we met.

Amy comes to the door and greets us each with a big, lingering hug. She smells amazing, and looks even better. She is wearing a tight, teal wrap dress that really shows off her curves but just a hint of cleavage. The dress stops just above her knees and she has on strappy black heels that are making the muscles in her legs pop in a very flattering way. Nearly every time I’ve talked to her she slides in a comment about working out or squatting or some such, which is probably lending those already natural curves a helping hand. Her makeup is lightly done with maroon lipstick that compliments her pale skin and her dark red hair is up in a bun with strands purposefully pulled loose to have that sexy, messy look.

I try to be on my best behavior but I can’t help but steal glances when given a chance. Amy truly is a sight to behold and her confidence and the way she carries herself says that she knows it.

We come inside and greet some of the other family, making small talk before the food is ready. Some time passes, a few appetizers come out and eventually, Amy walks up by my side, still a couple inches short of my height in her heels. She puts a hand on my back. I do the same to her, thinking it’s some kind of side hug going on but then her hand just stays there as she starts to talk, so again, I do the same. I can feel the thinness of her dress at my fingertips.

“So how are you two kids doing? Get up to anything fun lately?” Amy looks up at me. Somehow Amy always makes it feel like she is talking about something suggestive.

I know I was all for keeping up appearances but from previous conversations I know I can let my guard down with Amy. She’s not a gossip and so could offer a brief respite from all the small talk with relatives of a girl I’m breaking up with. “Honestly, you didn’t hear it from me but things could be better.”

“Oh.” Amy raises her eyebrows in mild shock. “Do I need to talk some sense into that niece of mine?”

“Ehh” I shrug it off, worried that Amy might actually say something to Olivia.

“Honestly I didn’t want to say anything but I felt like something was off when you two came in.” We both look over at Olivia who is on the couch currently absorbed in her phone. “Seriously, let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.”

Skip an hour or so, dessert and drinks come out, Olivia has still barely acknowledged that I’m here with her. Amy however has taken notice of that fact. She comes back over to keep me company and asks me about work and then goes on about some remodeling she wants to do in her room and bathroom(I have been in various construction trades since I was a teenager). She asks for my advice and if I would be willing to take a look.

At the time I didn’t catch on to any of her hints but looking back it was there. Several suggestive jokes, playful taps on the arm, putting a hand on my chest while laughing at something. Ok I did notice that last one a bit because it made my heart race.

Amy asks Olivia, who is still sitting on the couch going through her phone, if she can borrow me to ask some remodeling questions. Olivia looks up with a fake smile and says it’s fine.

I follow Amy up the stairs, a perfect view of her firm ass in that tight dress. We walk through her room and she quickly lays out her ideas which are mostly minor changes.

Amy pauses and changes gear in conversation. “Sorry to pry, but I have to know what’s going on with you two. It’s been weird all night.” I lay out, in basic terms, what is going on. Amy just rolls her eyes. “She has been through a lot of guys but she is crazy for losing you.” Amy turns to face me, “just between me and you, you’ve been my favorite.” Another hand placed on my chest and future me is screaming at myself for not taking the hint and running with it. Amy looks me straight in the eyes, hers are a piercing blue,”I can help you get over her if you’d like.” It seems she has strategically placed me so that when her hand on my chest pushes, I’m gently backed into a wall in her bathroom. She raps her fingertips against my chest then runs her nails down my body. When her fingers stop she uses them to tug at my belt. “If that’s ok with you.” Amy says with a knowing wink.

My heart is racing, my breaths grow heavy. I manage a nod.

“Good choice.” Amy reassures as she further tugs at my belt and bites her lip. She makes quick work of undoing my belt and pants. She then slides both hands, fingers first, down my body, forcing my pants down off my hips.

My cock, half way to erect, springs out.

She looks down, “oh wow, good for you.” I’m not going to tell you I have some monster between my legs but I’m a decent length and very, very thick. Amy runs her nails lightly up and down my now hard and ultra-sensitive shaft. I can barely handle the sensation. The muscles in my ass clench and my hips slowly thrust forward. Amy takes the hint and grabs me with both hands. Her fingertips don’t touch when wrapped around my cock. And she slowly starts to stroke me with a gentle wringing motion. I watch her skilled hands for a moment before I notice that Amy is watching my face, smiling at my every reaction. I meet her wanton gaze and she smirks. “You know, I’ve seen how you look at me. And you know…I’ve been thinking.” Amy pauses, I’m hanging on to her every word as she continues to work me with both hands. “I don’t think you can last two minutes if you actually got to see my tits.” Her sexual confidence and the pleasure of her soft hands is mind blowing. I’m speechless.

One of her hands comes up and pulls the v-neck of her dress down revealing perfect, natural tits. They are big and hang just slightly from their weight but still look firm and perky. Her tiny pink nipples are hard with excitement. A fucking work of art, basically.

If it was somehow possible for me to get harder I have at this point. Absolutely throbbing in her hands. She might be right. It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve cum and this is insane. I try my best to hold back. I reach up a hand and Amy shakes her head, “no touching mister.” Her assertion of dominance drives me wild.

I can tell that Amy is loving every minute of it. “Who needs that little slut.” I’m caught off guard by her words but she quickly continues so I don’t really care, “I’ll bet she could never do this for you.”

Amy quickly gets on her knees and proceeds to lick me from base to tip and then holy fucking shit she throats me to the hilt in one go without hesitation. She was absolutely right. Olivia along with every other woman I’ve been with has never been able to do that. My thickness usually makes blowjobs a chore. Sore jaws, too much teeth. Not for Amy. I’m in the back of her throat and I’m seeing stars. She looks up at me, her eyes smiling because her mouth is busy. She pulls off satisfied with my reaction and then goes right back to work. Taking my whole cock like it’s nothing, her tongue sliding in and out with each thrust.

It doesn’t take along as I feel a climax building from deep within me. I let Amy know but she is relentless and grabs my cock at the base with both hands and speeds up as I unload into her waiting mouth and throat. My load is the biggest I’ve had since I can’t even remember but Amy is unphased, immediately swallowing every rope of cum. She presses her thumbs on the underside of my cock and works her way up squeezing the last couple drops of cum out which she sucks from the tip and I’m spent. Without a word she stands up and pulls her dress back up over her tits then proceeds to tuck my still sensitive cock into my boxers and pull up my pants. A kiss on my cheek, “good boy.” Then she simply grabs me by the hand and leads me out of her room.

We go back downstairs and I’ve practically forgotten that everyone is still here. I do my best to follow Amy’s confidence in acting like nothing happened. Not much longer and it’s time to go. Amy hugs everyone goodbye, giving me one last wink over Olivia’s shoulder.

There is little to no talking as I drive Olivia home. But I couldn’t care less.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ukbtah/mf_an_interesting_encounter_with_my_girlfriends