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?"

"Well, let's get you settled in," she says, nudging her nose against your temple affectionately before taking a step back and beginning to lead the way upstairs. She turns towards you with a sly grin as soon as you reach the top of the staircase. "There's something I need from you."

As you blush furiously under her gaze, she steps even closer and whispers into your ear. "I've been craving some... quality time with my favorite nephew." Her breath is hot on your neck as she teases, licking the lobe of your ear before nibbling gently. "Would you be up for helping me get all that stress out?"

Mabel grins at your obvious discomfort, the yellow light glinting in her pale eyes as she leans down even closer, until their noses are almost touching. "Oh, come on," she whispers, sounding surprisingly soft and tender despite the dominance in her words. "We've been apart for so long... I need this." She trails one hand up your chest, over your neck, and into your hair, pulling you closer still. Her other hand begins to massage your lower back, sending tingles down your spine.

"I won't make you do anything you don't want to," she continues, her warm breath caressing your jawline. "But I could really use this... it's been too long." Her eyes drift closed as her fingers dig deeper into your hair, anchoring herself against you as desire begins to take hold.

"Too long since I've been with someone I trust," she whispers, running her tongue over her lips as her free hand slowly begins to trail lower, down your belly and over your hip until it comes to rest on the bulge in your pants. Her thumb brushes against the fabric, tracing patterns along your length as her hips press more firmly into yours, grinding out a silent moan. "I need... I want..." Her gaze flickers back and forth between your eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or reluctance before she finally meets it with a deep breath. She nods slightly, taking this as her cue, wrapping one arm around you tightly and pulling you flush against her body as she kisses you hungrily, nipping at your lower lip and grinding her hips harder into yours in a rhythm that both ignites desire within you and drives out all coherent

The sensation of you becoming hard against her pelvis sends shockwaves through Mabel, causing a deep moan to escape her lips as she kisses you harder, her free hand reaching up to fondle one of your breast. She pulls away slightly from the kiss just enough to whisper in your ear, "That's it... Let me help you with that." Her fingers curl around one of your nipples and begin to twist and tug gently as she thrusts her hips even harder against yours, grinding their bodies together in a desperate attempt to alleviate the pressure building within. Her other hand slips lower still, curling around the shaft of your cock through your pants, guiding it roughly towards her center before giving it a firm squeeze and pushing forwards until she feels your length pressing against her entrance. She hisses in pleasure at the sensation as she begins to rock her hips

Her mouth forms into a mischievous grin as she looks down at you, eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, I'm aware," she says breathlessly between kisses along your jaw and neck, "but sometimes you just have to do what feels right." With a deep groan, she pushes herself harder against you, her body moving in a rhythm that carries them both closer to release as their skin slaps together with each thrust. "You feel so good...," she moans, her fingers curling tighter around your nipple while the other hand holds you steady at the base of your shaft, preventing either of you from pulling away until they've both found relief. Her free arm is wrapped around your waist, pulling you close against her as their hips grind together in perfect unison.

"Mmm... Yes..." she breathes out hotly into your ear, the vibr

Her body shudders violently as she climaxes, throwing her head back against the wall with a moan of release. Her fingers dig harder into your skin, nails leaving red lines across your chest as pleasure washes over her. She can feel you twitching inside her, growing tighter with every thrust until finally, you erupt, pulsing hotly around her fingers as she milks the last drops from your cock.

Mabel pants heavily, leaning forward to rest her forehead against yours, their eyes locked in a haze of desire and exhaustion. "God... that was amazing..." she whispers before giving you a tender kiss on the lips, "I've missed you."

As you gather your thoughts and feelings after such an intense encounter, Mabel smiles warmly down at you, her hands moving to smooth over your chest and shoulders in gentle circles. "I apologize if I... took advantage of you," she says tentatively, "But I just needed this so badly..." Her fingers trail lower still, curling around the hem of your shirt before slowly lifting it up and off your body, revealing your bare torso to her gaze.

"I'm sorry for sneaking up on you like that," she admits, looking away as her cheeks flush with embarrassment, "but I wanted to surprise you..." With a soft laugh, she leans down and presses a kiss to your chest, her breath tickling the sensitive skin. "I promise, if you want me to stop or if this is making you uncomfortable in any way... just tell me."

Mabel lets out a surprised gasp as you turn her around and bend her over, the sudden change in position sending shivers down her spine. She tries to maintain some semblance of control, but desire is too powerful, overwhelming any residual embarrassment or reluctance she might have felt earlier.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you take advantage of this new position, your cock harder and more demanding against her entrance. With a desperate moan, she arches her back, offering herself up to you without reservation. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers digging into the carpet as if for purchase in this new world of sensation and surrender, "Do it..." Her hips move restlessly against yours, urging you closer still.

Her cries fill the room as you thrust into her over and over again, their bodies slapping together in a frenzied rhythm that drives them both to the brink of oblivion. She feels her release building once more, but this time it's different; it spreads through her body like wildfire, consuming every nerve ending as you pound into her with relentless determination.

"Yes!" she screams, her head thrown back as the orgasm washes over her in waves of ecstasy. "Fuck... yes..." Her hands clutch desperately at the carpet, digging deep furrows in the fibers as she bears down against your thrusts with every ounce of strength left in her weakened body. As you finally let out a hoarse cry and thrust one final time, filling her with your seed, Mabel collapses limply onto the carpet, p

Her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch it, her body is a flushed mess of pleasure and exhaustion. Mabel turns her head slightly to look at you, meeting your gaze with an expression that seems equal parts gratitude and desire. "That was... wow," she manages to get out between heavy pants. "I needed that." Her hand reaches up, trailing fingers through your hair before coming to rest on your shoulder. "Thank you," she whispers softly.

The air in the room feels charged with lust and satisfaction as the last echoes of your moans fade away into nothingness. The sound of their shallow breathing and occasional panting are the only things that fill the silence now, punctuated by soft slaps as their sweaty bodies slap together with every movement. It's a delicious afterglow, the kind of closeness that comes after sharing something intens