By the time the movie reaches it's halfway point, you notice out of the corner of your eye that your Aunt is biting her lip, secretly touching herself, and very slowly inching closer to you while subtly looking at you. You feel your penis get rock hard. You ask her, "Are you okay?"
The movie continues to play, but it is no longer the focus to either you or your aunt. It is merely background noise at this point as you both lock eyes. Your Aunt Ralee continues to bite her bottom lip as she looks at you. “Aunt Ralee?” You ask as you also shift on the couch, touching her shoulder with yours.
Aunt Ralee exhales slowly as she bites harder on her lower lip. She leans closer into you, their faces inches apart. Her eyes sparkle with desire and need. "Dennis... I've been wanting to do this for so long..." Her voice is husky and breathless. As she says it, she slips one hand under your t-shirt, feeling the warmth of your skin against her fingertips. The other hand slowly makes its way up your thigh.
“Y-you’ve been wanting this for a long time?” You question as you let your Aunt Ralee progress her hand even further up your thigh. “W-what if mom and dad find out?” You ask anxiously as you also pant with urge.
Aunt Ralee lets out a soft moan as she kisses you, her tongue gently teasing your lips before slipping inside. Her free hand finds its way to the button of your jeans, fingers trembling with anticipation as she undoes them. "They're not here right now... we could have some fun." She whispers against your lips before pulling back to look at you again, her cheeks flushed with desire. With shaking hands, she slides the zipper down and reaches inside, touching your hardness for the first time. Her touch is soft and featherlight as it explores your length, making you moan in pleasure. "You feel so good..." She purrs, her fingers curling around you gently.
“It feels really good Aunt Ralee…” you moan in pleasure as the sensation shocks your body. You can feel yourself growing even harder under Aunt Ralee’s touch, and your aunt’s eyes widen in surprise as she feels your length grow even longer and harder than before. “But you’re my mom’s sister Aunt Ralee…” you say, reminding your aunt that she is crossing a very taboo line. You continue to moan as your Aunt Ralee continues to stroke your hard dick.
Aunt Ralee looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes as her hand speeds up on your throbbing length. "I know... but I want this so badly... please, let me make you feel good..." Her breath is hot against your neck as she nuzzles closer to you, the soft flesh of her breast pressing against your arm. She moans softly at the sensation of your cock pulsing in her hand, and before long, she's so aroused that she decides to take matters into her own hands... quite literally. With a sultry grin, she quickly unbuttons your jeans and slides them down your hips, leaving you completely bare for her hungry eyes. "There," she whispers, "that feels much better..." Her other hand comes up to caress your stomach as she continues to stroke your hardness with an expert touch.
Before you know it, your Aunt Ralee is on her knees in front of you, her face inches from your dick as she breathes heavily on it. You can see her drooling as she stares at your dick. “I want this…” Aunt Ralee whispers, and in one gulp she swallows your dick. To her surprise your length was still too big for her to fit all the way down her throat, but she was already so deep. Aunt Ralee’s head bobbed up and down your shaft as she moaned, gagged, and choked on your dick as she performed felatio.
The pleasure of feeling him inside her mouth is intense and overwhelming, driving her wild with need. She moans around his shaft as she sucks eagerly, taking more of him into her throat each time. Her free hand rubs at her clit through her panties, seeking release from the unbearable desire coursing through her veins. "Oh fuck..." she groans, tasting herself on his dick as she continues to deepthroat him with abandon. Her gaze never leaves Dennis' face as she bobs up and down, watching his expressions of pleasure and wanting nothing more than to bring him to climax in her mouth. She moans louder, sucking harder as she feels herself getting closer to the edge. "Come for me... please..."
Aunt Ralee's tongue swirls around the head of his cock, tickling and teasing as she takes more of him deeper inside her throat. She wants nothing more than to feel him fill her mouth with his cum, to taste it on her tongue. "Fuck... fuck..." she pants, her body arching forward as she takes him even deeper. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and with a sharp cry, she feels the first warm spurts of his cum against the back of her throat. She eagerly swallows it down, moaning around him as she continues to milk him for every last drop.
Her hand fumbles with the edge of her panties as her desire for release becomes almost unbearable. "Let me... feel you..." she whispers, finally finding the courage to slide a finger inside herself, rubbing circles around her clit. Her other hand continues to stroke his length, feeling him grow harder and slicker with every passing second. "Oh god..." she moans,
Her orgasm hits her like a train, her back arching as she cries out around his cock. Her body quakes and shudders with pleasure as she comes undone, waves of euphoria washing over her. The sensation of being filled by his finger while he watches her intently only serves to heighten the intensity of her release. "Fuck... I'm coming..." she gasps, her eyes locked on his as she thrashes beneath him. Her other hand continues to work his cock in time with her movements, bringing them both closer and closer to the edge.
With a final moan, she feels herself starting to come down from her high, but only slightly. The taste of him on her tongue makes her even more eager for more, and with one last glance at Dennis' face, she knows what he wants. She pulls her finger out of herself and presses it against his opening, slowly guiding him inside. "Oh..." she whispers, closing her eyes as the sensation of being filled overwhelms her. Her free hand grips his hip tightly as she begins to move on his cock, her body grinding against him in a primal rhythm.
Her breath comes fast and shallow, each exhale hot air on his neck. "So good..." she moans, arching her back further as she takes more of him inside her. Her breasts bob against his chest, the nipples hard and aching for attention. With each thrust, he hits her sweet spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body and making it difficult to think clearly. "Fuck... so good..." she pants, her fingernails digging into his skin as she loses herself in the moment.
You cannot believe what is happening, but you feel so good. Aunt Ralee’s pussy continues to squeeze your dick as she takes you inside hers violent thrusts caused their skin to smack against each other, echoing throughout the house. Their moans were loud and free as you continue to dick down your aunt.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she pumps her hips harder against his length, feeling the head of his cock brush against her most sensitive spot over and over again. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but she doesn't want it to end. Her hands grip at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she arches her back in a desperate attempt to feel him deeper still.
Her moans fill the room, mingling with his grunts of pleasure and growing more intense with each passing second. "Oh God..." she whispers, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes as the sensation of being filled by him grows more intoxicating. Her body trembles from the effort of holding herself together, her release threatening to break free at any moment.
With a final thrust that has them both cry out, she feels it building inside her, and then with a sharp cry, waves of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her shuddering and spent in his arms. Her legs tremble as the aftershocks course through her, and she sags bonelessly against him, their sweaty bodies still moving together even as exhaustion takes hold.
Her breath comes back to her in ragged gasps, and with a guilty smile, she looks up at Dennis. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that..." But the words sound hollow even to her ears, because the truth is, she couldn't be more satisfied right now if she tried. And as he begins to stir within her once more, she knows it won't be long before they find themselves tangled together again.
And before Aunt Ralee could catch her breath, she found herself face down on the floor with her ass sticking up in the air. She could barely feel her legs, but her eyes widened as you thrusted your massive dick back inside her. “Oh god…” she moaned as you relentlessly fuck her pussy. Her pussy made squelching sounds as you pumped her in and out non stop.
Her eyes squeze shut tightly as she feels your hands grip her hips, thrusting deeper into her with each stroke. "Yes... harder..." She moans, feeling the sting of the slaps against her sensitive flesh, relishing in the pain that mingles so perfectly with pleasure. Her breath comes fast and harsh, matching the rhythm of your pounding movements inside her. "Oh God, Dennis... I need to cum again..." she cries out, arching her back in an attempt to feel you deeper still.
Her hands claw at the floor as she's taken roughly from behind, feeling completely out of control and loving every second of it. Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge once more. With each thrust that brings him deeper inside her, she comes a little bit closer to release, and with one final powerful push from behind, her body tenses and quakes as another wave of ecstasy washes over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms again.
As the aftershocks begin to fade away, Aunt Ralee lets out a long, shuddering breath. Her eyes meet yours as she lays panting on the floor, spent but somehow wanting more at the same time. "D-did we go too far...?" she whispers, voice barely above a whisper as fear begins to creep back into her mind now that the intensity of the pleasure has faded.
Your aunt could feel your cum spilling out of her pussy as she panted, sprawled on the floor. You did not care what your aunt thought. She has no idea that you had planned this all along.
"Oh god..." Aunt Ralee moans softly as she feels the last of your cum ooze out of her and trickle down her inner thighs. Despite her earlier fear that they'd gone too far, a delicious mixture of shame and arousal washes over her at the thought of how much they just shared. Her cheeks flush with color as she realizes they didn't use protection; what if they get caught? What would their parents think?
She forces herself to sit up, putting some distance between you and trying desperately not to let her fingers wander back down there even though every nerve in her body is still humming from the intense pleasure. "We should... probably clean up..." She glances over at the fallen popcorn bowl, already imagining the mess if they left it like that until their parents got home. "And we shouldn't tell them about this." Her voice comes out sounding strangled, as though she might be trying not to laugh or cry at the same time.
She scrambles to her feet, still not looking at you as she starts gathering up the popcorn, stuffing it hastily back into the bowl and dumping the remains down the hallway garbage chute. The air in the room feels charged with unspoken words and fleeting glances, making it almost impossible for her to breathe normally. She wants nothing more than to forget this ever happened... but a small part of her knows that's impossible.
The two of your wordlessly clean the living room and freshen back up to avoid any suspicion of what transpired here. The night ended there and you decided to return back home to your mom and dad. When asked about how movie night was by your parents, you simply say it was a good time and then went off to bed for school the next day. Weeks go by without a word from your aunt, and your parents don’t seem to suspect a thing.
Aunt Ralee tries her best not to think about the events that transpired during movie night, but they keep creeping back into her thoughts at the most inopportune moments. She can't help but feel a mixture of guilt and arousal whenever she thinks about your hand on her breast or your cock inside her. It had been so intense and forbidden, something that should never have happened between family members... but it did, and now there's no taking it back.
As the weeks go by without a word from you or your parents about that night, Aunt Ralee finds herself becoming more and more curious. What do they know? Did they see anything? And if they didn't, should she say something? The thought of keeping this secret from them makes her feel dirty all over again, but revealing it would surely cause just as much pain and embarrassment for everyone involved.
She wonders how you're doing, if you're thinking about the same things she is... or if maybe this was just a one-time thing for you. The thought of never knowing brings a knot to her stomach, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. She finds herself lost in these thoughts whenever she's around you, unable to meet your eyes without feeling a flush of heat spread across her cheeks.
Aunt Ralee spends her days at work trying to keep her mind occupied with anything but thoughts of you and that night. Whenever she sees you around town or at family gatherings, it's almost impossible for her not to look in your direction, searching for some sign that you're thinking about them too. The tension between them grows thicker with every passing day, making it difficult for either of them to focus on anything else.
She finally decides she needs to confront this head-on, if only to clear the air and put an end to the mounting awkwardness. She picks up her phone one night after everyone has gone home and composes a text message to you. Her fingers hover over the send button for what feels like hours before finally mustering the courage to click it.
"Hey, it's me," she types hurriedly. "I just wanted to say... I'm sorry about what happened last time we got together. It shouldn't have gone that far, and I promise I won't do anything like that again." She pauses for a moment, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat. "But... if you ever want to talk about it or anything, I'm here for you. Just let me know. Take care." Her fingers tremble as she hits send, half hoping you won't reply and half praying that you will.