My Aunt CarmelaIt was Thanksgiving and, as usual, the family had gathered at the home of my Uncle Sa

My Aunt CarmelaIt was Thanksgiving and, as usual, the family had gathered at the home of my Uncle Salvatore. He had made a ton of money in his import business over the years, a true workaholic, and had bought the biggest house imaginable for himself as soon as he was able. Since he came from a poor family that had to fit ten kids in a bed when he was a kid, we could all understand his need for space but living there alone always got to him. Traveling the world on constant business trips, desperate to add more cash to his already bursting bank account, Uncle Sal never did have enough time to find a good woman and go through the bother and the expense of dating one and another. His solution was simple. A young bride from back in the ‘Old Country’. One who shared his old-fashioned ideals and warmed his bed. I met her that weekend, my new Aunt Carmela, not knowing at all what to expect. I was on the second-floor balcony sipping cheap bourbon and trying to figure out just how to dump the girl I had brought to the party. At the time she was my girlfriend, but I could already see it wasn’t going anywhere. I was a young and horny twenty-five-year old and she was an almost-virgin raised by a good family that had never heard of pre-marital sex let alone giving me the constant ball-draining blowjobs my young and horny cock so desperately craved. The first sight of my Aunt Carmela surprised the hell out of me. I had no idea what to expect but when I saw her slide up to me on that balcony it nearly took my breath away. She had those pure Sicilian features that you only dream of; long, shimmering blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, and a perfect pale complexion to highlight her soft pink lips. As we spoke, I noticed how those lips moved so sensually around her thick accent. I also found myself looking up and down her gorgeous body. She was only a few inches shorter than my six-or-so feet, with long legs and perfect curves that slid perfectly up to a pair of soft round breasts that she obviously enjoyed showing off. She guided me to her bedroom saying that she wanted to change her earrings; the ones she was wearing being far too uncomfortable. My uncle had bought them for her recent birthday, she had just turned thirty in the past month, but although they were expensive as all hell she considered them hideous to look at. As she walked in front of me in the bedroom, I could not help but to notice the way her hips swayed back and forth. Almost as if she intended to get my attention. Not like she hadn’t. My pulse, and my cock, had risen noticeably since we had started talking, my hard-on pressing painfully into my zipper as she bent that sexy ass over to apply her earrings in the mirror.She presented me with the finished product, playfully spinning around to give me the full effect as her long hair flared around her neck and shoulders. She landed, sitting gracefully on the foot of the bed and looked up at me with the most wickedly sexual smile I’d ever seen.“Would you like to fuck me, David?”, she asked brazenly.I answered honestly, the obvious bulge in my pants making it impossible to lie, “Hell, yes. I’d like to fuck that sexy body of yours right here and raw. But you are my aunt, after all. And I have a feeling Uncle Sal would be pissed if I did.”“Please”, she answered bitterly, “Salvatore is twice my age and smells of medicines. He is always away on his trips. He leaves me here alone most of the time. He would not know if I’d been fucked by half the neighborhood. I am watching my years pass by. Alone in this big house with barely a husband and no children. I think you could be my solution for both, David.”To my own annoyance, I let the conversation drag then peter out. Call me ana asshole, Lord knows I felt like one, but the thought of fucking my aunt with the whole family – including my then-girlfriend, just downstairs was too much for even me to think about. In the end, she smiled sadly, wrapped herself around me and gave me the most passionate kiss I’d ever dreamed of with those pouty pink lips of hers. When we were done - minutes hours or days later – she pressed her cell-phone number into my hand and we both returned to the celebration downstairs. Looking at my Uncle Sal, I got a good idea of why my aunt wanted me. The family always said I had his features. I was tall and broad shouldered, with a decent six-pack due to working out 4-5 days a week in the police gym. I had his dark, youthful face and was once his solid 200-lb build. Throughout dinner, Aunt Carmela and I shared coy looks, her smiling at me over glasses of rich red wine. My returning that stare, hungrily taking in the view of her perfect cleavage. All I was thankful for that year was that my solidly rising cock hadn’t already knocked the table over.It was nearly Christmas when I decided to give her a call. All I could think about for the months between was the way her hips moved and the way her lips felt pressing warmly against mine. I found myself stroking off almost daily as my imagination ran wild, wondering about jut how it might feel to lose a load of seed between her breasts or with her long legs wrapped tight around my hips. When she answered my call all she asked was what had taken me so long. How she had been thinking of me as well. How she needed me to come over as soon as possible to ease the terrible ache growing between her thighs. We agreed to meet for the weekend. Uncle Sal was out of town all week, Tokyo I think, and I had already busted up with my ice-queen girlfriend the week before.I arrived at the house neatly dressed but with a racing heart and a noticeable bugle making itself known in my pants. Carmela answered the door in a silk bathrobe which more than highlighted her perfect figure as it slid sensuously around each curve straight down to her bare feet. She kissed me deeply, my toes curing in my shoes at her needful heat, then invited me into the living room. “What would you like to drink, David?”, she asked happily as she twirled through the massive foyer, “We have the full run of the bar tonight.”I smiled back, finding her girlish enthusiasm impossible not to be contagious, “Bourbon over ice. This time the good stuff he keeps locked up, not the swill Sal usually pours me.”Carmela sang something in Sicilian as she fixed the drinks, then motioned for me to sit on the couch where she joined me. The fireplace was already lit and filled the room with a romantic glow. Her body was pressed warmly against mine as we drank, one long smooth leg draped over my own with our lips scant inches apart.“I believe you came here to take me up on my offer of sex. Am I right?” I wasn’t used to a woman being that direct but found it sexy as all hell. I answered her with a long and meaningful kiss, gathering her tight in my arms as we fumbled to place our drinks on the coffee-table without spilling expensive hooch all over the rug. With a moan of pure desire she slid down between my knees and went to work on my belt, practically yanking it from my waist. She freed my cock from my pants in a rush, hesitating a moment to admire its size and weight, its girth nearly filling her hands as it throbbed lustfully bare inches from her pink lips. “Oh God, I knew it.” She mumbled breathlessly, then took me deep into her mouth, caressing my balls with her other hand as she bathed my cock in spit. I felt a shiver straight though my shaft and up my spine. I hadn’t been sucked so good in so long that I thought I might cum immediately as she gamely fought to get every last inch of my cock down her throat. Carmela sucked each ball into her mouth, bathing each in her warmth, then returned to the head of my cock, working me up and down from moan to fevered moan until it was all I could do not to beg for mercy. Eventually she moved in for the kill, driving me as deep as I could go and pressing one manicured finger into my anus as she moaned along my length. I could not hold on a moment longer and blasted massive spurts of hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, gripping my thighs for dear life, determined not to let a single drop of it escape her lips. When we were done, she smiled up at me, looking very proud of herself.She was happily amazed that my cock was still standing strong and sprawled out on the rug, her legs spread wide for me, offering her glistening pussy up to me like a prize to be taken. I practically leaped to the floor, grabbing a throw-pillow to shove under her ass. I was ready to slam my throbbing cock into her as hard as I could and fuck both our brains out when she pressed her hands against my chest and stopped me.“No! No, no, no, David”, she pleaded as she pushed my hard cock away from her wet, swollen pussy lips. “I haven’t felt a man in so long! I need more!”“What do you mean, more?” I said completely confused and barely able to speak through my desperate need to fuck this woman, “I thought you were ready.” “Please, you need to use your tongue and make me cum at least once before we begin. It’s been so long. Please, David,” she practically begged, tears welling up in those big blue eyes of hers.Carmela smiled, leaning her head back on the rug and closed her eyes as I slowly slid down to kiss her freshly shaven pussy.  I breathed in her feminine scent, finding it absolutely intoxicating. I felt I could lay there all night, taking in her sweet aroma. It made my cock harder than ever as it ached painfully between my legs. I slid the tip of my tongue along her pussy lips, tracing gentle circles as I spread her open. With my thumbs I carefully spread open the tender sheath around her clit and kissed it lightly, afterwards stroking it with long easy licks with the tip of my tongue. Carmela moaned as I continued, sliding her fingers through my hair and moving her hips up into my questing tongue. I could feel her body trembling beneath me as I kept pleasing her pussy with kisses and licks and gentle bites. After a few minutes I felt her hands against the back of my head, pressing me hard between her trembling thighs. She began moaning loudly, squeezing her thighs tightly against my head to trap me and my tongue against her gushing pussy. A minute later, she was shuddering uncontrollably, her entire body stiffening. I wasn’t sure about what was happening until her juices sprayed my face with sweet warmth. She released my head from her gripping thighs and dropped her hands to her sides. Her breathing was rapid and shallow. I watch as her beautiful breasts rose and fell with each breath. Her nipples were erect, and I had the terrible urge to suck one into my mouth, but I waited patiently for her to stop trembling through the aftershocks of her orgasm. Growling through clenched teeth, Carmela commanded me to lie on my back. I did as I was told and she slid across my hips, mounting me with a look of pure sexual savagery burning in her eyes. Her sweat dripping down from her face to mine, Carmela leaned forward with her blonde hair laying limply over her shoulders, taking my mouth on hers and kissing me hard. Her tongue drove inside my mouth to play with my own, the taste of her juices and mine combining on our tongues.  She shifted so that she was directly on top of me with my hard cock pressed between our stomachs. Letting out a soft moan, she moved a bit lower, and began to grind her wet pussy along my hard cock, soaking my shaft and balls in her wetness.But I needed more, and so did she. She lifted her lips from mine and whispered into my ear, “I need you inside me, David. I need your cock and your hot cum inside of me.”Carmela seized my straining shaft and squeezed it hard, forcing a gasping moan from my lips. With a wicked smile, she moved her legs up so that she was hovering above me, my cock bare inches from her gaping pussy. She felt me try to thrust up into her, impatient to feel her tight warmth. Letting out a deep groan, she slowly lowered herself down, guiding my throbbing cock between her wet cunt lips. Carmela didn’t even try to tease me; she didn’t hover over my aching cock or even slide my crown slowly through her pussy lips. As soon as my cock was in the right position, pressing firmly against her hole, she sank down along my shaft exhaling sensually as her body welcomed me inside where I belonged."Oh, yes!… Fuck, yes. Fuck, yesssss! ” she groaned as she felt the tip of my cock push past her lips. It felt so good, so perfectly natural as she let my throbbing cock invade her belly to its depths. She arched her back, swooning, biting her lip, as she felt the thickness of my cock stretching out her pussy walls. That feeling of fullness sending her spiraling into another orgasm as she shuddered, straddling my hips with her trembling thighs. I nearly lost it again right there. The sight of her, the scent of her, the sounds of her almost finishing me off there and then. Without even thinking, I decided to take control and flipped Carmela over onto her back. She wrapped her smooth legs tight around my waist as I drove deep, and she met each of my thrusts with one of her own. My head was reeling, the heavenly reality of her body putting to shame every dream and cock-stroking fantasy I had of her until this moment. “Oh, fuck David! This feels so fucking good…. Don’t Stop… Oh fucking God, don’t stop!”, Carmela gasped. Her eyes were clamped shut, her cheeks and breasts blushed rose-red, her face a portrait of pure bliss. Her hands were running gently up and down my back as she moved with me. I could hear her begin to whimper softly, and suddenly her pussy tightened around my shaft. She could feel the tension in my muscles, the twitching of my cock deep inside of her, and knew that I was close to cumming.“Oh my God, baby…  your pussy feels incredible. So incredible.” I said softly, kissing her sweat-slick breasts after each word. Latching onto a swollen nipple, I sucked gently, causing her to moan as she arched her back, forcing her swollen little nub into my hungry mouth. Carmela whimpered softly against my shoulder, a wave of pure pleasure rushing through her as her body instinctively ground into mine. The intimacy of the moment was so perfect with our bodies pressed together so very close, sharing the same moans, the same heartbeat. Her arms were wrapped tight around my neck as I hugged her close to me, kissing passionately as we moved with the same sensuous rhythm. “Carmela, I can’t hold off any longer. I’m going to cum, baby… you’re too fucking hot… too fucking tight…” I grunted between clenched teeth. The wet noise of my balls slapping against her pussy echoed around the room. The sound and scent of our sex driving us both towards orgasm. And the sudden realization that I was fucking my own aunt, in her own home, while her husband was away, without even the thought of a condom was enough to make me explode like a geyser. “Cum for me, David! Fill my pussy up just like I’ve been dreaming of since the first day we met. Make me cum all over your beautiful cock… Fuuuuuck! It feels so fucking gooooood!” she wailed at the sky. Her words ended with a sharp squeal as I frantically fucked her harder and harder, driving in as deeply as I could. Dropping her hand to her clit, she rubbed it feverishly, desperate to cum at the same time as me. It only took me another second before I unloaded inside of her. That first blast of my hot seed was all it took to set her off, sending her screaming over the edge even as I slammed inside and shot rope after rope of potent spunk straight into her womb. “Oh my God, David! I’m cumming!” she shrieked loud enough to tear down the walls, “I’m cumming… I’m fucking cummminggg!” ……………………………………………………………………………….. Carmela fixed us both another bourbon then joined me on the sofa. We were both still naked, warming our bodies in front of the fireplace. We tried to make small talk, but it kept sliding into silence as we simply lay there holding each other. After a while she rested her hand on my cock and whispered, ”You’re still hard David. We need to do something with this nice hard cock of yours. I never like to have my man’s cock go to waste.”I didn’t say anything. I simply lay back and watched as she rolled over and took me deep down her throat again. I lasted a bit longer before fucking another load of cum into her throat. After which, I licked her squirting pussy to three more orgasms before she mounted me again. We lasted much longer than the first time and by the time we were through we were both soaking wet with sweat and totally exhausted. Carmela fixed us another round of drinks and we lay there sighing contently with the drinks and a little casual conversation as we drifted off to sleep right there on the couch with the fireplace dying slowly in front of us. In the morning we woke, both of us needing to be someplace. Me to my job and her to another neighborhood brunch. We settled into a sixty-nine, my tongue growing expert at pleasing her constantly wet pussy and we shared two more orgasms before my jaws and tongue gave entirely out and she coughed down the last of my cum, gently accusing me of trying to drown her with my seed. I got dressed, kissed her good morning, and exhaustedly made my way to the front door. As I opened the door, Carmela kissed me deeply, wrapping herself around me like a lover, “Salvatore will be away until next Wednesday. Come over when you are done tonight. I’ll make dinner for us. Bring wine.” I nodded okay, taking in one last breath of her arousing scent; of perfume, sweat, and sex. Then I wandered over to my car. I was tossing around in my head what exactly I was getting into… hell, what I had gotten myself into. Then a shock of worry entered me. It’s not like I had hid my car out back. The whole neighborhood had seen me arrive and was now watching me leave after an entire night. It was sure to get back to Uncle Sal. But, fuck it, my mind responded. I had the hottest woman in the world making me dinner tonight, her unprotected belly flooded with my sperm. How many other guys could say that?. -- source link

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