When Jack was just 12 years old, his uncle met the girl of his dreams. Her name was Rachel, and in Jack’s eyes, Rachel was everything a woman should be. She was beautiful and endlessly funny. So, when his uncle announced they were marrying, Jack was a both thrilled that his new Aunt Rachel would be sticking around and … also bummed that she was no longer an option for him. She was also 22 years old.
Jack and Aunt Rachel got along fantastically well. They spent endless amounts of time together. She showed him all of their favorite movies and TV shows.
“You can’t tell your mother,” she said as she popped in a VHS tape of Animal House.
Years went by, and even after Aunt Rachel had kids, it was no secret that Jack was her favorite. He was now 16 to her 26. And then, one day, a bombshell was dropped. Jack’s uncle and Aunt Rachel were getting a divorce. Turns out, settling down and having a family at such a young age was too much too soon.
Jack went to spend a week with his Uncle. Aunt Rachel was out of town, which was a major bummer. The other bummer was the guest room, which had always been Jack’s, was now where Aunt Rachel was staying. So, Jack had to take the sofa in the living room.
That is, until Aunt Rachel called:
“Hey kiddo. I’m so wrecked that I can’t see you this weekend, but I’m away on a work trip.”
“Yeah,” Jack said. “It sucks.”
“Sucks a big fat one,” she said, giggling.
You should note that by this point in their relationship, things often verged on the inappropriate. Inappropriate levels of cuddling and touching between the two. Nothing lewd, just holding hands or arm over shoulder sort of stuff. There were inappropriate conversations, too, about girls at school or boys Aunt Rachel remembered hooking up with.
“Listen, you go ahead and take my room,” she said. “I don’t want you sleeping on the sofa downstairs. It’s not so comfortable. Just make yourself at home. Use the top dresser if you need to. It’s empty.”
Jack thanked Aunt Rachel and hung up the phone. He informed his uncle that she had given him permission to use her bedroom, and so he promptly took his bag upstairs and jumped on the bed. It smelled like her. And she smelled like a dream. He pressed his face into her pillow and inhaled.
That evening, he decided to put some of his clothes in the top dresser drawer. In his sixteen year old mind, he naturally assumed she meant the nightstands—and not the dresser. And so when he opened the top drawer, he was absolutely blown away.
Inside, he found a treasure trove of sex toys. Dildos, vibrators, anal beads, lube, and tons of porn. Magazines, DVDs, even a book of short stories. Jack picked the vibrator up and held it to his nose, trying to get a whiff of what his aunt smelled like. But the toy just smelled of rubber. Suddenly aroused and very curious, Jack went through everything in her room. He found panties and bras. He found handcuffs. He found a box of condoms. And then, he found her dirty laundry. He pressed her panties into his face and inhaled.
FAST FORWARD TEN YEARS
Jack’s grandma passed away just a month after his 26th birthday. Her death was a surprise and caught everyone off guard and the turnout was huge. Relatives Jack had never even met showed up. And then, he saw her. Aunt Rachel walked in through a side door. She was 36 now and somehow even more beautiful than he could have imagined.
Oh, sure they were friends on social media. But they had lost touch years ago. His eyes popped when she walked in. She immediately locked eyes with him and threw him one of her trademark winks.
After the service, they hugged harder and longer than he hugged anyone else at the entire service.
“it’s so good to see you,” he whispered into her ear.
“Same to you, kiddo. Still ticklish?” She asked, squeezing his arm. “I’ll be in town for a few days … maybe we could get a coffee?”
“Sure,” he said, pulling out is phone and getting her number. He could feel the family watching him. Of course, Aunt Rachel was the villain in the divorce. But he didn’t care. He wanted to see her. He wanted to catch up. And now that she was single — eh, nevermind. He didn’t stand a chance.
After they got coffee, he walked her to her car. They entered the garage.
“I um … have something funny to tell you. That … I probably shouldn’t tell you.”
“Well,” Aunt Rachel said. “Now you HAVE to tell me.”
“Right in the middle of your divorce … I went to stay at your house for a few days. But … you weren’t there. I was supposed to sleep on the couch, because you had taken the guest room. But … you called and said I could use the guest room and if I needed to use the top dresser drawer, I could.”
By this point, they were at P1. But Aunt Rachel had parked on P2 and so they walked lower, their bodies getting closer, but still, there was no physical contact.
“Oh no …”
“Yeah, well … you know the rest,” Jack said awkwardly.
“No, no. I want to hear it,” Aunt Rachel said, biting her bottom lip.
“Well, 16 year old me thought you meant nightstand and not dresser. And so … I opened the top drawer. And found all of your … toys.”
And then, they arrived at P2 and walked towards Aunt Rachel’s black Audi A8.
“Ohh, dirty boy.”
Jack winked.
And then, something happened as they were standing in the parking garage near Aunt Rachel’s car. It’s hard to explain how or what it was—but there was was this irresistible acknowledgment that there was something there. They immediately and without any hesitation began making out like crazy. He grabbed her and hoisted her into the air, pressing her against a parking column. She wrapped her legs around him as they vigorously kissed.
His hands found his ways all over her. Her ass, her breasts. Her throat. He touched and squeezed, kissing her, fondling her while she reached in between her legs and pulled her panties to the side.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
Jack unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.
“Let me see it. Let me see your hard cock,” Aunt Rachel purred.
Jack stepped back so she could look down. She exhaled with delight at the size of his cock. The truth was, Aunt Rachel had always secretly wondered how big her nephews cock was. And since she had married into the family, somehow this was less creepy as he slipped himself into her cunt.
He groaned as he pressed himself into her.
“Mmm,” she moaned as he continued to hold her against the column. He slipped in and out of her soaking wet pussy. She was dripping onto the parking garage pavement and as he pumped himself into her. She groaned as he continued to thrust, pressing his head into the crook of her neck and licking and kissing. She broke out in goosebumps.
“Get over here,” Jack grunted, yanking his cock from her. He escorted her to the hood of her car. She got on the hood and yanked her panties off, throwing them in his face. Jack smirked and looked. Her pussy was waxed bald, with the exception of a small, neatly groomed bush. He leaned down and pressed his mouth into her. She gasped as he sucked on her clit and fingered her. Within seconds, she was writhing and moaning on the hood of her car.
“God DAMMIT,” she whispered. “You’re going to make me cum!”
“Do it,” he whispered back. “Cum for me!”
“I’m cumming!” She whispered as she was panting harder and harder. He fingered her cunt as fast as he possibly could while keeping his tongue on her clit. And then, he flipped his fingers around and did the come hither movement inside of her.
“OH GOD!” Aunt Rachel screamed aloud in the parking garage. It echoed as she gushed a torrent of squirt all over the hood of her car and onto the pavement. And also … her nephew. Jack stood up, soaking wet. His eyes were wide. Her eyes were wide. And then, they exploded in laughter.
“I’ve … I’ve n-never,” Rachel said, trying to catch her breath. “N-never done that before.”
“That was fucking hot,” Jack whispered.
“SO fucking hot.”
Jack slid himself into her and she moaned. Her cunt was sopping wet. Her pussy lips wrapped around his cock. It was the perfect fit. He pumped in and out of her as she pulled her top up, exposing her breasts.
“I’ve wanted to see your tits for as long as I can remember,” he said.
“Do you like them?” She asked.
“I love them,” he said, fucking her slowly, deeply. Her tits were perfect. They almost looked TOO perfect. But they were 100% real. Aunt Rachel had rock hard pink nipples. He looked down and saw himself sliding in and out of her. Her pussy was creamy. His cock was covered in grool. He was fucking his (ex-)aunt. In a parking garage.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” he said with a smirk.
“Me either,” Aunt Rachel said.
“Let me suck on your cock,” she whispered.
Jack pulled himself from her cunt. She slid off the hood of her car and slowly onto her knees. His cock was soaking wet.
“Mmm,” Aunt Rachel said as she took his hard cock in her hand and leaned down, licking her juices from him. He throbbed as she took him down her throat, gagging quietly. Saliva ran out of her mouth, which she slurped up and spat onto Jack’s cock. She jerked him slowly and then began to suck, slow at first, making eye contact. But within seconds, she was fucking her own throat with his cock. She shoved his cock down her throat, gagging and coughing and choking.
“Suck me,” he begged.
She pulled his cock from her mouth and locked eyes with him as she began to take him down her throat. She never removed eye contact as she took every inch of him down her throat. He nodded, moaning and holding her hair back until her nose was touching his pelvis. And then, she winked.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “You had to wink.”
She began to laugh with his cock in her mouth.
And then, he began to laugh. She yanked his cock from her throat. A stream of saliva gushed onto the pavement as she began to laugh. She put her hand on him and began to jerk him slowly.
“Is this hot for you? Fucking your aunt? You dirty boy?”
“It’s so fucking hot. I’ve wanted you since I first met you.”
“That’s so fucking sexy. Did you think of me when you masturbated?”
He nodded. “I still do,” he said.
“Hot. Send me pics of your cock when you jerk off next time.”
“I will,” he said. “Send me pics of your pussy.”
“I will,” she said. “We should FaceTime and get off together.”
“Totally,” he said.
“Now cum for your auntie,” she said with a dirty grin. She jerked him, opening her mouth. “I want to taste your sperm.”
For some reason, the use of the word sperm totally did it for Jack. With no warning, he groaned and exploded all over her face. It was the biggest load he’d ever emptied. And of course, naturally, it soaked her entire face. He just kept cumming. Rope after rope danced over her face, splattering into her hair and onto her blouse and exposed tits. He came into her mouth. He came everywhere.
“Jesus,” Aunt Rachel said, moaning, touching herself slowly. “That was a MASSIVE load.”
Jack nodded, taking it all in. He was trembling from cumming so hard.
Aunt Rachel stood and ran her fingers through the cum on her face. She licked her lips. Licked her fingers. Sperm ran down her chin and dangled. Sperm soaked her hair. Sperm soaked her blouse.
“Good boy,” she said. “Now give me a kiss.”
Jack leaned in and they made out in the parking garage, sperm still running down her face. Aunt Rachel kissed him on the cheek.
“It was so nice to see you. Seriously. You’ve always been my favorite, kiddo.”
“Love you,” Jack said.
“Love you too, babe.”
Aunt Rachel got into her car and fired up the engine. Jack picked up her panties.
“Keep ’em,” Aunt Rachel said as she backed out of the spot and flew off.
Jack stood, admiring the puddle of squirt that remained on the garage floor. And Aunt Rachel hit the highway and began to masturbate on her ride home at the thought of what had just happened.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/cksibg/fucking_his_ex_aunt_mf_oral_squirt_facial_public
This is amazing, I need more!
Very good start to what I hope is a longer story!
excellent!
More,more,more, please
Incredible! I am so excited to read Ch 2. The anal beads and lube has to come into play!!