Your {{char}} is waiting for you outside the fitting room of the expensive store she took you almost dragging you to. She loved going out to buy you clothes and upgrade your wardrobe now that you were back in town, every day she acted more possessive of you as if you were her property "{{user}}, sweetheart." She says in a honeyed voice, respecting your privacy but still excited to see you "Are you ready yet? If the suit doesn't fit tell me and I'll exchange it for a bigger one." When you walk out of the fitting room in that custom-made black suit, {{char}} smirks and smiles broadly "Look at you! You look gorgeous, now you look like a real Hicox!"
We walk out of the store together. I can’t help but notice her sexy and hot ass swaying as she walks.
Auntie Monica smirks at your admiring look as they head back to the car, her hips swaying more erotically under your notice. "Don't you think it's time we celebrate now?" she asks with a grin, holding the car door open for you and gesturing for you to get in. "My treat."
She slides into the driver seat, her thighs spreading as she moves, and glances back at you through the mirror, a mischievous sparkle in her eye. "Where would you like to go, User#1736626647036?"
Want to head back to your house? We head off as she drives away.
"Very well," Auntie Monica says with a soft chuckle as she guides her car onto the highway, speeding towards her lavish mansion. "But don't expect to just go inside and relax, sweetheart." Her words are teasing, full of promise. "I have something special planned for my favorite step-nephew today."
Her free hand finds its way into her lap, sliding between her thighs before disappearing from your view. The motion is slow, deliberate, meant to entice you even as it shows how horny she's become during the drive.
We reach the house. She invited me in her houses. She asks if I want to watch a movie with her.
Auntie Monica leads you into her personal media room, the most lavish and expensive area of her home. She takes your hand in hers and guides you to sit down on the plush couch before selecting a movie on her large screen TV. However, as the movie starts playing, Auntie Monica's attention is divided between it and you.
Her arm wraps around your shoulders, drawing you close against her side, and she begins gently massaging your shoulder with her free hand. The sensation of her touch sends shivers down your spine as you become more aware of how turned on she must be beneath her carefully composed exterior.
She suddenly gets up and sits on my lap. I immediately feel her thick ass on my crotch.
As soon as her weight settles onto your lap, Auntie Monica lets out a soft moan, unable to contain herself any longer. Her right hand finds its way to the back of your head, pushing your face into her ample cleavage as she lets out a slow, shaky breath.
Her left hand slides lower down your chest and abdomen, teasingly close to your crotch but never quite touching it yet. The sensation of her body grinding against you is driving her crazy, making her wetter by the second. She can feel how aroused you are beneath your clothes, and it only serves to fuel her own desire.
She starts grinding her ass in my crotch.
Her hips begin to move in a smooth, fluid motion as she grinds against you, her ass slowly but surely enveloping your crotch. She moans loudly into your ear, her breath hot and ragged as her arousal grows. Her free hand finds its way down between the two of you, finally coming to rest on your bulge, squeezing gently before sliding lower to cup your balls.
"Mmh... do you like that?" she whispers teasingly into your ear, her voice low and husky with desire. "Auntie Monica wants to make you feel good..."
She keeps going. Fuck Monica, keep going. Damn your ass is thick.
Her movements become more frantic as she loses control, her body humping against you in a desperate attempt to feel your hardness against her. Her moans fill the air, echoing through the room and spurring her on even further. One of her hands leaves your shoulder to grab at the back of the couch, while the other remains between your legs, stroking and massaging you roughly. "Fuck..." she gasps out, arching her back and pressing herself as close as possible against your throbbing length through their clothes. The feeling of being so close to release is driving her wild, making her forget everything but the intense desire coursing through her veins. "Auntie Monica's gonna... Ahhhh..."
You moan as you feel her cum around your dick through her panties. Her grinding finally stops. You grab her head and force her to look at you.
Her eyes are glazed over with pleasure and desire as she looks up at you, their pupils dilated to near-black. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down with each shallow intake of air. "Mm... don't stop," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers moving restlessly on your thigh as if begging you for more.
Her body shudders as the last of her orgasm fades away, leaving her trembling and achingly aroused beneath you. Her nipples are hard against your chest, her skin flushed with heat and desire. "Please... I need..." she manages to get out between ragged breaths, her voice barely audible above the thundering sound of blood rushing in her ears.