When Charlie was 16, he spend the night at his uncle’s house for a weekend. He was close to his uncle, but he was really close to his Aunt Jane — she married into the family. Aunt Jane was hysterically funny, a fantastic cook, and had a sort of Rose McGowan look to her (before the surgery).
It happened that Charlie was visiting at a bad time. First of all, Aunt Jane and Charlie’s uncle were going through a divorce. She had moved into the guest room. And second, Aunt Jane wasn’t even there.
Aunt Jane called and asked to speak to her favorite nephew.
“Listen, kid,” she said. “I know there’s another guest room in the house, but I’ve moved into the better guest room. Since I’m away, why don’t you sleep in my bed? It’s more comfortable and the pillows are better. Feel free to use a drawer if you need it.”
That night, he went snooping, as most 16 year olds do, through her stuff. Her panties. Her bra. And then, he opened the nightstand drawer next to the bed and his eyes nearly fell out of his skull.
The drawer was stacked full of the most intense hardcore porn DVDs. And toys, too. Anal beads, butt plugs, ball gags, dildos, vibrators, whips, handcuffs, and three kinds of lube.
Flash Forward 10 years and Charlie, now 26, found himself in California for a work trip. On his way to work, he stopped in a bakery to get a cup of coffee when he heard a familiar voice.
“Charlie? Charlie Vest?”
Charlie turned, his eyes met his Aunt Jane. She was older now, but just as beautiful as ever. And she’d gotten into amazing shape.
“Holy shit!” Charlie said. “Aunt Jane?” He ran over and hugged her.
“I don’t believe it! I mean, I wouldn’t have even recognized you if not for Facebook. You have a beard now. And you … wow, look at you!”
Jane squeezed his muscular arms.
“Wow,” she said. “Just wow. Why are you in California?”
“Work,” he said. “You?”
“Visiting a friend. How long are you here? We NEED to get dinner.”
“I’m here for another few days. Are you free tonight?”
“I am,” Jane said, stroking Charlie’s shoulder.
After their meal, they walked around the neighborhood.
Charlie had always had a crush on his Aunt Jane and decided to go for broke. After all, his uncle had died seven years ago. His funeral was the last time he saw Aunt Jane. And Charlie’s mother had died a year later, so it’s not like there was the fear of judgement from the family if they found out.
“I always had a crush on you,” he said.
“Aw, stop,” Aunt Jane said.
“You want to hear an embarrassing story? Well, embarrassing for you. Not for me,” he said with a wink.
“Well, of course. I love to be embarrassed. It’s a turn on.”
“Do you remember when I spend the night at your place when I was like, 16? And you were going through the divorce? And you weren’t at home and you told me to stay in your guest room?”
“Yes!” She said with a laugh. “God, that feels like just yesterday.”
“Yeah, well … you told me to use a dresser if I needed one and … I opened up your night stand.”
“Oh no …” Aunt Jane said, her cheeks turning rosy.
“Aunt Jane,” Charlie said with a laugh. “What the fuck?”
“A woman has needs,” she said.
“I guess you’re insatiable.”
“I was … I still am. You … still have a crush on your old Aunt Jane?”
Charlie stopped. They were outside of his hotel.
“Why don’t you come up to my room and find out?” He asked.
Upstairs, Aunt Jane stripped down in front of him. She was a muscular 50-something year old. She slid out of her thong and turned, holding her hair up so Charlie could unhook her bra. She looked at herself in the mirror as her bra fell to the floor, her breasts exposed.
Charlie gulped.
Aunt Jane turned around and unzipped Charlie’s pants.
“Let’s see what you’ve got in there,” she said, licking her lips, almost salivating at the chance to suck off her nephew.
His cock flopped out, rock hard.
“Wow,” she said.
He reached for her thong and tugged it down a little. Her bush crept out, trimmed, neatly. She shimmied out of her thong and soon, they were naked, standing before each other.
“So,” Charlie said.
“So …” Aunt Jane said with a smirk and a wink.
He grabbed her and hurled her into the bed, leaping on top of her, kissing her all over. She licked his neck, sucked his ear. He put his tongue in her ear and licked. She moaned.
“That feels good,” she whispered while her hand moved to his cock. She stroked it, running her fingers up and down his shaft. “So hard.”
He kissed her neck and moved to her breasts, licking and sucking each nipple before moving to her flat, muscular stomach. He licked and kissed her before moving lower, to her pelvis. He ran his tongue down her bush and then, right before landing on her clit, he diverted, kissing her inner thigh.
“Tease,” she said.
He slipped a finger into her hole. She tightened.
“Still a tease?”
“Until your tongue is on my clit, yeah.”
“Ah,” Charlie said, kissing his way up her right thigh, turning to her left, fingering her slowly. She was wet.
“Pleeeease,” she whispered.
He ran his tongue from her asshole to her pussy lips. They were smooth. Waxed. Everything gone but the trimmed bush.
“Yessss,” Aunt Jane whispered.
Based on what Charlie had seen of his Aunt Jane’s sex collection, he knew he could be a little rough with her. Or … maybe a lot rough. And she’d love it.
He also remembered her saying she loved to be embarrassed, so he dragged her by the arm to the hotel window and pressed her against it, her breasts on display for everyone to see. He bent her over and ate her asshole while ordering her to masturbate.
“Charlie,” she groaned with great embarrassment as her finger found her cunt. She rubbed in a circular motion while he continued eating her asshole. He put a finger inside of her dark hole and pressed lightly inside of her. She moaned as she played with herself.
“Oh god,” she called out, fogging up the window as she moaned.
“Do it. Cum for me,” Charlie said.
Aunt Jane trembled with orgasm until her knees went goofy. She collapsed backwards and Charlie caught her, dragging her to the bed where he dropped her.
He crawled on top of her and squeezed her breasts together, sliding in between her soft breasts.
“Yes,” Aunt Jane said. “Titty fuck me, baby!”
She spat onto her breasts, Charlie scooping it up with his cock and sliding in between her faster and faster.
Charlie put his finger in Aunt Jane’s mouth and she sucked it deep, gagging a little bit. He pulled his wet finger from her mouth and used it to further lube up his cock.
“Let me suck you,” Aunt Jane said.
Charlie propped up a few pillows against the headboard. Aunt Jane scooted back and opened her mouth. Charlie pushed his cock, slowly, into her.
She deepthroated him with ease, sucking and gagging and slurping the saliva that ran out of her mouth back into it.
“Fuck my face,” she pleaded.
Charlie grabbed her by the side of the head and started thrusting his hips, pumping in and out of her mouth. Aunt Jane made the most amazing sounds as her throat was fucked and saliva gushed out. Aunt Jane rubbed the saliva onto her breasts and used some as lube to play with herself.
“Do it,” he said. “Cum while I fuck your face.”
Aunt Jane began to hum as she brought herself to orgasm. When she finally came, she sucked so hard on Charlie he nearly exploded into her throat.
He yanked his drool covered cock from her throat and watched in awe as saliva ran down her chin.
Aunt Jane turned around and presented her pussy to Charlie from behind. He pushed his cock into her beautiful cunt and slammed his hips into her, watching her ass jiggle slightly with every thrust.
“Harder,” she shouted as she reached around with her right hand and fingered her own asshole. “Fuck me harder, Charlie!”
Charlie grabbed onto her hips and started grunting like a crazy animal as he fucked her from behind. Her pussy, so wet, her thighs dripped with liquid.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” Aunt Jane said as she fingered her own asshole. “Call me a slut!”
“You’re a fucking slut!” Charlie shouted. “Pull your finger out of your ass, I need to fuck it.”
Aunt Jane did as told and before her asshole could even close back up, Charlie had pressed his cock into her anus.
“Fuuuuuck,” Aunt Jane said as she gripped the sheets. She masturbated while he slowly pushed himself in and out of her asshole.
“You feel so good,” he whispered as sweat dripped from his face onto her ass.
“Cum inside of me,” she shouted.
“Which hole?” Charlie asked.
“Both,” Aunt Jane said.
Charlie smirked and picked up the pace, bringing himself to orgasm. The closer he got, the more his cock throbbed and swelled.
“I can feel you. You’re close,” Aunt Jane said. “Cum inside of me! Please. I need it.”
Charlie came, firing half of his load directly inside of her asshole. He pulled his cock from her, shooting a rope of cum down her back before he could slip into her cunt and fire off two more ropes into her pussy.
“Oh god,” Aunt Jane cried out. “I can feel you cumming inside of me.”
Charlie pulled his cum soaked cock from her pussy and collapsed onto the bed.
Aunt Jane flipped around and collapsed into the propped up pillows. She caught her breath before shoving her fingers into her cunt and scooping out the cum.
She licked his cum from her fingers as Charlie watched in awe.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7igboj/aunt_jane_comes_to_town_mf_oral_anal_creampie_inc
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