Moved in with my hot Aunt Part 3 (M/F) Quick tit fuck!

[Intro and Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxn07q/moved_in_with_hot_aunt_got_a_hand_job_hoping_for/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxvmi4/moved_in_with_hot_aunt_part_2_mf/)

The next morning during breakfast, I tried my best to play it cool. I was so just taken back by the whole thing I could hardly believe it. Although I was trying my best not to make eye contact or be flirty, she was very playful and very affectionate. My uncle and cousin must have not noticed it because she was always so lovely and bubbly. Walking behind her in the hallway, she stopped abruptly and shoved her ass against my crotch. Mid-sentence in a conversation with my uncle, she started grinding her ass on me. She pulled away split seconds before Melissa walked out of her room, going to work. My uncle also left to work before my aunt, and she wasted no time. As soon as the car had pulled away, my aunt kneeled in front of me in the couch and started taking off her shirt.

“Look, I’m so sorry about last night,” she began. “I don’t know what came over me. I realized that I made you horny again, and I couldn’t finish you off.” She said all of this matter-o-factly as she whipped my cock out. She seemed to admire and smell my cock before she began her slow expert stroking.

Quarantango

Being locked inside was really starting to damage her calm. She passed in front of the window like a tiger at the zoo. Muscles tight, limbs stretching and arching. She could feel the blood rushing to her most sensitive body parts and the hunger for touch was becoming unbearable.

Pulling her computer into her lap she angrily hit the keys to bring up her favorite porn site and then just as angrily slammed the computer closed. She knew it wouldn’t satisfy her. She stormed from room to room, looking at her collection of toys, outfits, and props. Nothing seemed to offer the release she so desperately needed.

Taking a deep breath she threw her curtains back and looked out at the street. The traffic had died back and pedestrians were few and far between, but there were glimpses of life just beyond the glass. A feral grin toyed at the edges of her mouth. A tingle ran down the length of her spine and the hair on her body seemed to stand on end for a moment. She knew what she could do.

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Every eye was on me as I pranced through the terminal on my way to the gate in my skimpy new outfit. Husbands got slapped on the arm by their wives, friends nodded their heads to draw their attention my way, an airport shuttle cart stopped in the middle of the path and blatantly took out his phone an took a video of my bouncing toward him. Ever the obedient subject; I gave him chance to get his video up to let him document me and blew his phone a kiss as I skipped by which made his face instantly turn red. Once I had passed him, I leapt in the air and spun in a full 360 twirl which of course caused my skirt to fly up, and exposed my ass and shaved mound to not only his lens, but to every single person in the terminal.

Switchy Fun

After showing me the collar he’d picked for me, I knew I’d do anything he asked. He closed the door to his office and sat down, holding my favorite thick dildo with a knot at the base. I bit my lip and stood in front of him.

“You are mine.” His hands were groping at my curves as he spoke, daring me to moan despite the clear switch in our dynamic. “I want to play with my toy, and take what I want.” Tugging on my shirt, he slipped his hands beneath my bra; I stripped out of my top and leggings, dropping them in a pile. With a groan, he grabbed my breasts through the lace massaging roughly. “Off.”

Slipping off the remainder, he pointed to the floor at his feet and handed me the dildo.

“You’re going to work that deep into your pussy, knot and all. Then, and only then, will you be allowed to suck me off like my good girl.”

“Fuck.” I practically choked on the word, feeling myself get wet.

Tickle War [FM] [Bondage]

I had just got out of the shower and was looking through my closet when in a FLASH my towel was stripped from me! I tried to grab it but he was already winding it up to snap my rear. I took cover on the opposite side of the bed but he followed. In deseperation I climbed over the bed and made a mad dash for the door but within reach I tripped, my escape foiled by a laundry basket.

Before I could gather myself he was on top of me. He started tickling my feet, then worked his way up my legs and to the inside of my thighs. I bucked my hips and kicked my feet like I was running in place with no success. His finger brushed up against the lips of my pussy, sending tingles through my body. Everything in my lower region was contracting, and I thought I was going to pee myself. I started hitting on his back as hard as I could but it was like smacking a brick wall. He stopped….but only briefly, just long enough to turn around and grab both of my wrists with one hand and began tickling my abs! ugh! Then with a wrist firmly in each hand he pinned arms against the floor, then leaned forwarded putting his lips over my nipple. I stopped fighting for a moment as a warm sensation ran through my body. As much as I enjoyed it, the competitive side of me wouldn’t give up.

More Blasts [MF] from the past

Another in my series of sexual reminiscences…

I was recently divorced and Carrie had ended a rocky relationship herself. She was all of 5’5”, ruby red hair, milky pale skin, big full naturally red lips with an impressive rack for a woman her size…nice looking ass to boot. We worked together, but weren’t in the same division. A long work event took us to a rainy dreary Midwest city for a four day visit at a pretty nice old hotel. Through a crazy mix up Carrie ended up with a one bedroom suite all to herself. Work reception ended, group of staff went to dinner, hit a store for some beer and back to the hotel. Carrie offered to host the after party in her spacious accommodations. She and I sat at the table and shared details from each of our breakups for a while. Party came to a halt when hotel security knocked on the door with a complaint about the noise. Everyone headed for their rooms. I got to my room a couple floors down and my phone rang. It was Carrie, she said I’d left my meeting material behind on the big table in her outer room and she’d leave the door open wit the deadbolt so I could grab it real quick since she wasn’t on duty till the next afternoon. So, I popped back up, slipped into the outer room of her suite and tiptoed over to the table…not wanting to disturb her. As I passed the door to the bedroom I caught her out of the corner of my eye….I froze in my tracks. There she was, standing in the doorway with her rob on but not closed around her completely naked body. I worked my way up from her bare feet, past her toned calves, her milky thighs, her flaming red bush (this is ‘99, before the shaved pussy era had dawned), her just ever so slightly soft tummy, her even sexier that I’d imagined plump D cup tits and finally to her smirky lips which uttered only two word in reply to my long lingering tour of her body: So, hi.

A lovely time; the fun continues! – Part two – [FF, Playful, Fingering, Anal Fingering, Switch, Light Binding, Orgasm Control??, Cliffhanger]

Anna unclasps my bra, releasing my large breasts from their confines. She puts another kiss, stronger this time, on my lips, giggling as she slides back down my body. I watch her gently take my hard, soft nipple into her mouth, whimpering as she suckles on it. I close my eyes, submitting to the feeling of my little kitten sucking, licking, groping my breasts. I give a surprised eep when she softly nibbles on them, my erect nipples between her teeth.

I feel her fingertips begin to tease my opening making me whine needily. She giggles, slipping a finger into me, using my orgasmic fluids as lube. I run my fingers through her lovely hair as I melt beneath her, moaning and whimpering as she rubs my G-spot. “You like that,” Anne says naughtily, not remotely a question. All I can do is moan in reply, her giggling at my response and slipping a second finger inside.

She rubs faster and sucks harder, and I moan louder in return. “A-ah f-f-fuck” I cry out, another orgasm building quickly. I can barely hear her giggle over the pleasure as my body shudders, all my muscles tensing as I cry out, gasping in deep breaths. I feel my honey coating Anna’s hand, still rubbing inside me.

[MF] After Being Forced Apart… We Came Together. – Recent Sex With Co-Worker

A couple weeks into working with Carol, I was sure that there would never be anything sexual between us. It wasn’t that she was unattractive – in fact, when she had first settled into the desk across from mine and introduced herself, my initial impression was that I would have work hard at not coming across too flirty. That notion had quickly faded as Carol checked box after box of irksome co-worker traits; talked just a little too much and too loudly, ate food that smelled a bit too pungent. She finely walked the line, not so bad at that anyone would feel justified calling her out for it, but just enough to slowly get under your skin.

When the people involved are good at heart, time tends to dull these minor annoyances, and so was the way with Carol and as the person underneath the irritation emerged we grew into great collaborators with an adequate friendship.

We finally Met – Chapter 3 – Getting to know each other

[Chapter 2 – Regretful](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxhlsb/we_finally_met_chapter_2_regretful/)

Team bonding activity of the day “Getting to know each other”, European employees will get a random number, and American employees would pick a number, then we should talk to each other, and get to know us. At the end of the day, we should present our partner to the rest of the audience.
Of course I cheated, and sent Jen my number, 37. Now we could be seen together.
Even though we knew each other very well, we still learnt things about each other.
We had lunch together, I introduced her to my Dublin colleagues, and later I was introduced to hers.
After lunch, we had to prepare a short speech, so we can do the presentation. When my turn came, I introduced her

– “This here, is Ms Jennifer Rizo, she’s 29, mother of two kid. She’s been with us for 7 years, and was recently promoted to Senior Manager. She graduated with honors from UC Berkeley, BS in Business Administration. She’s a raising star in the company, and I’m sure she’ll guide us. On a more personal aspect, she likes to watch the sunset and long walks on the beach. We didn’t get to talk too much about hobbies, but I’m sure she likes watching sports and practicing biking and trekking. I’m sure she’s an excellent mother, and an outstanding wife. Cheers for her.”

My First Cock [Str8] [Mf] [Youths] [Incest] [Step B/s]

I had always wanted an older brother.

Being an only child is really lonely, especially when you only have one parent who’s forced to work all the time to put food on the table. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so thankful for all of the hard work my mom put in. She had to slave away just so her and I could afford basic necessities and even then, we scraped by. We lived in a small village that seemed to be mostly populated by old people and to top it all off, I was super shy around strangers so making friends seemed like the most impossible thing in the world to me. This was back before every home had the internet, too. It’s not like I could have just instantly connected to millions of people in the click of a button.

Due to these reasons, I was over the moon when my mom met a man with whom she’d soon go on to wed. His name was Joe and he owned his own farm that his son helped him work on. I liked Joe, he was nice. He always carried little bits of candy around that he’d sometime sneak me before dinner time.