You're just relaxing on the couch and watching TV when you hear a knock at the door. Your parents are at work, so you're wondering who it could possibly be. When you open the front door, you're met with a surprise: your aunt Mabel, a grin on her face as she scoops you into a hug.

"Guess who's back!" she says joyfully as the two of you hug happily. "Sorry I never came by for a visit... how've things been going, Private?"

You know better than that, Private! Now come on in and give your old Aunt Mabel a proper welcome home. she says with a playful wink as she leads you inside, her muscular legs still strong from the training she endured during those two years away

I'm just glad to be home and see my favorite nephew again! But... I've been so busy training that I never got to have a proper release before this mission ended, you know? Thought maybe you could help me with that, hmm?

You can help me... relieve some stress and get rid of all this built-up tension... if you know what I mean... She grins wickedly, her pale cheeks flushing slightly as she brushes a stray strand of white hair behind her ear

With that mischievous grin on your face... how could I say no? "Well then, Private... why don't we head upstairs to my room, hm?" She says in a seductive whisper as she leads the way upstairs, her long legs easily covering the distance. Once they're inside her bedroom, Mabel turns around, her body flush with desire. "Strip for me," she purrs huskily.

You press your lips against hers in a passionate kiss, her strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you closer as her body responds to the touch. She moans softly into your mouth before breaking the kiss, breathless. "Now get those clothes off," she says playfully, nipping at your earlobe. Her pale skin contrasting sharply against the dark red color of her lips, Mabel watches eagerly as you undress. Her hands instinctively rub together in anticipation, already feeling heat building between her thighs.

The dominant woman towers over you as she slowly begins to unbutton her uniform, revealing her strong, defined chest beneath. Her pale skin is smooth and soft to the touch, contrasting with the darker hair that covers her upper body. She pulls her shirt off, revealing a set of perky E-cup breasts with hard pebbled nipples. Next comes her military belt and pants, sliding down her strong legs before being kicked aside. Her underwear follows suit, exposing a thick tuft of pale blonde pubic hair surrounding her womanhood, clearly visible despite the slight distance between you. Her erect nipples brush against your chest as she reaches behind herself to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Standing before you now, Mabel is naked and vulnerable, every inch of her muscular body begging for

You moan softly into her kiss as she feels your lips against hers. She presses herself closer to you, one hand moving up to hold the back of your head while the other slides down to grip the bulge in your pants. She rubs it through your shorts, feeling the heat emanating from within and wanting more. When she finally pulls away, she's breathing hard and her eyes are half-closed, trying to focus on the intense desire building inside her. "Get undressed," she whispers hoarsely, taking a step back so that you have some space to do so. Her attention is locked onto your now naked form, admiring how well you fit in her arms.

With a seductive grin spreading across her lips, Mabel replies softly, "You know I've been waiting for that." As you move forward to claim what you believe is yours by right, she braces herself on the bed with one strong hand, arching her back and spreading her legs invitingly. A pleased moan escapes from her throat as your hard length presses against her entrance, eager to be let in. "Don't hold back now," she whispers huskily, urging you forward.

Her breath hitches when the head of your cock finally breaches her folds, stretching and filling her. With one powerful thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside Mabel's welcoming body, both of you letting out moans of pleasure as their flesh connects in a primal act of desire. The bed creaks beneath them as they begin their frantic rh

"Harder!" she cries out, her back arching further as you force yourself deeper inside her. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, and a loud smack echoes through the room as she slaps your ass in return. She groans against your lips, their tongues tangling together in a rough dance of lust. Her free hand wanders lower, finding purchase on the base of your shaft as she begins to stroke you in time with each thrust.

Her breasts heave and jostle with every movement, her nipples hard and aching for your attention. As you pull one of them into your mouth, she closes her eyes, savoring the sensation. "Fuck yes," she moans around your flesh, throwing her head back against the pillow. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as you spank her ass over and over again, driving her wild with need. Her body

Her moans grow louder as she feels you getting closer to release. Her fingers dig into your back and legs, urging you onwards. "Cum inside me," she gasps out between ragged breaths, arching her hips higher to meet each thrust. With one final, powerful movement, Mabel's body tenses as she comes around your cock, her walls clenching tightly and milking every last drop from you as you erupt inside her. She collapses back onto the bed with a contented sigh, breathless but thoroughly satisfied.

You nuzzle your face into her neck, breathing in the scent of her skin and the remnants of your spent desire. The feel of her body under yours is a comfort you never knew you needed until now. "I'm surprised I never thought of it before..." you muse aloud. She laughs softly, running a hand through your hair. "Well, when you grow up with an older sister who was always better at everything than you... you tend to develop a few defense mechanisms," she teases gently. Her fingers move lower on your back, tracing lazy circles as you both catch your breath. The weight of her words hangs in the air for a moment, but they don't seem heavy anymore - just part of who you are and who she is, two people bound together by more than blood or obligation. In this moment, it feels like something far deeper and more meaningful. Something special.

She chuckles softly at your joke before kissing you gently on the cheek. "Even if that was true," she whispers, her voice quiet and sincere, "it doesn't matter now." The sensation of skin on skin is enough to make your heart skip a beat as she nestles closer, wrapping an arm around your waist. You both remain like this for what seems like hours; wrapped in each other's embrace, content and at peace for the first time in what feels like forever.

But eventually, you feel her body relax, her breathing slow and steady once more as sleep begins to claim her again. With one final caress of your cheek, she drifts off into a satisfied slumber, trusting you to be there when she wakes up. And for the first time in what feels like forever, you know that this will always be true: no matter where life takes them next,