Auntie being fucked on the train

Aunt Jill was my mother's twin sister. When I was little, we would visit her two or three times a year. Sometimes we would drive to her house, and sometimes she would take the train to meet us. Aunt Jill loved train travel because she would spend hours telling us about the interesting things she saw on the train. I was also very interested in trains, so I would always innocently ask her if I could ride the train home with her. I was only five years old then.

"Next time, when you're a little older, okay?" she would always say to me with a smile.

I never thought my mother and aunt were twin sisters because they never wore the same clothes, their hairstyles were never the same, and Aunt Jill had beautiful blonde hair. Every time I innocently asked why their hair color was different, my father would always laugh and say to me, "Look at Aunt Jill's roots, child, her hair isn't really blonde." At that time, I never really understood what my father meant. Later, I learned that women can dye their hair any color they want if they want.

The summer I turned eighteen, Aunt Jill came to visit again. We hadn't seen her for almost two years because she had been traveling abroad with her husband, who I couldn't tell was her third or fourth. When we picked her up at the train station, she hugged my parents warmly, but just stared at me with wide eyes.

"My God! You've grown so much!" she said, stretching out her arms for me to hug her.

I happily leaned in, and she hugged me warmly, pressing me against her chest. My nose was pressed firmly against her cleavage, and Aunt Jill exuded a captivating fragrance. My face remained pressed tightly against her soft breasts for a long time.

After Aunt Jill stayed at our house for a week, my father went out of town. My mother and Aunt Jill were comfortably chatting together in the yard, while I listened attentively to their conversation. That day, Aunt Jill was wearing a loose cotton dress, and she spoke happily and excitedly about how wild my mother had been in her youth. After we'd been in the yard for a long time, Auntie suddenly stood up and stretched. The sunlight made her cotton dress almost transparent. She never wore underwear under her dresses; Mom always reminded her to wear something to avoid being exposed. After a while, I sat closer to Auntie, hoping to get a better look at her in the sunlight. I think she and Mom noticed what I was doing. Then Auntie got up and said she was going to take a shower.

"Little devil, have you seen enough?" she whispered in my ear as she passed by.

I blushed with embarrassment and stammered incoherently. She looked at me, smiled, and went inside. Recently, I've suddenly become interested in women's bodies and have learned how to masturbate. Several times I've seen my mother come out of the bathroom wrapped only in a towel. Since then, I've tried my best to peek at her body. Whenever I'm lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her body under her skirt or through her loose top, I go to the bathroom and fantasize about her body while masturbating.

That night, I woke up feeling thirsty and needing to urinate, so I got up to go to the toilet. Then I went downstairs to get some ice water from the refrigerator. When I got downstairs, I found my mother and aunt still chatting and drinking in the yard. I suddenly heard them mention my name, so I went closer to hear what they were talking about.

"You know what? He tried so hard to see under my clothes today," my aunt said happily to my mother.

My mother told my aunt that she had seen me masturbating several times. I felt ashamed and thought I'd better go back to sleep. Mom added that she often saw me trying to peek under her skirt, and that I often caught her watching her undress or her legs spread apart outside the bathroom.

"I think you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Auntie said to Mom with a laugh. Mom chuckled and admitted that she had indeed deliberately created many opportunities for me, because she wanted to see how I would react.

"Just masturbate in the bathroom, I bet!" Auntie said with a laugh.

"That's right, he's going through his adolescence." Mom laughed even harder.

On the night before Auntie left, I asked her again, just like when I was a child, if I could take the train back with her. This time, the answer was completely unexpected.

"Well, your mom has already discussed it with me," she said with a smile. "How do you plan to spend these few weeks with me?"

I couldn't believe that Auntie would actually agree to fulfill this wish that had existed in my heart since I was a child. I turned to Dad and Mom for confirmation.

"Little bull, go and have fun!"

They nodded and smiled at me. I screamed with joy and jumped into my parents' arms, kissing them both and thanking them for letting me do other things instead of spending the whole summer working as a lawn mower for the neighbors.

"I'm going to pack my bags right now!" I shouted happily as I rushed upstairs.

The journey began in excitement. We would be on the train for almost 12 hours, so my aunt always chose to travel in a sleeper car. We waved goodbye to my parents through the window in the ordinary carriage. For the next hour, I stood excitedly by the window, looking out at all sorts of novel things and feeling the speed of the train moving. Then I felt a little tired, so I sat back down and smiled at my aunt who was reading a book. I glanced down and saw that she was sitting with her legs crossed, her skirt pulled up to halfway up her thighs. I felt my penis starting to get restless.

"Do you like my legs?" my aunt suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

"Yes...yes...Auntie, I like them very much." I blushed and shyly turned my head to the window, not daring to look at her.

“Actually, I don’t mind you looking at me like that,” she continued. “Do you like my legs as much as you like your mother’s?”

“I…I don’t understand what you mean.” I looked up at her in surprise, noticing my erection bulging even more against my pants.

“Your mother talked to me about you…she knows you’re always trying to peek at her naked body and under her skirt.” I listened as she continued, pretending I hadn’t overheard their conversation.

She closed her book, turned to me, and slowly opened her crossed legs. My gaze drifted to her skirt, revealing her thighs, and I suddenly felt a little breathless. She looked around to make sure no one was coming, then pulled her skirt up about six inches and opened her knees about a foot’s width apart. As she spread her legs, I stared intently at her thighs, and finally, I saw her pubic hair. That’s when I realized she hadn’t been wearing underwear all along.

I stared in disbelief at everything. Then she took my hand and placed it on her right thigh, gently stroking it back and forth. She looked around and whispered, "Touch Aunt Jill's vulva." My hand slowly slid towards her vulva. When my hand reached her pubic hair, Aunt Jill opened her legs wider. I noticed pink labia on either side of her vulva. As I gently stroked her tender opening, I noticed it was becoming wet. Aunt Jill whispered for me to press harder.

Suddenly, she pulled my hand and inserted two fingers into her vagina. She began moving her hips back and forth, while simultaneously moving my fingers in and out of her vagina in the opposite direction. For a 13-year-old boy, all of this was incredibly stimulating and crazy. Just then, someone walked down the aisle. The aunt quickly sat back down and put her skirt down. She also told me to hurry back to my seat. After the man passed by, she bent down and said to me, "Let's go to the bedroom." She got up, took my hand, and almost ran across the aisle to our bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, Aunt Jill immediately locked the door and then took off her clothes from the bottom up. Good heavens! This was the first time I had ever seen a completely naked woman. Aunt Jill's large, round breasts had nipples the size of coins. I could only stand there helplessly watching her hastily remove my shirt, feeling a mixture of fear and anticipation about what was about to happen.

I didn't know how big an 18-year-old boy's penis should be, but when Aunt Jill pulled down my shorts, she stopped and stared at my already erect penis, saying,

"My God! I didn't expect your penis to be so big!"

My face flushed again, because I wasn't sure if this was a compliment or an insult. Aunt Jill gently helped me lie down on the bed, then moved to my lower body, looking at me as she took my glans into her mouth. I saw and felt my penis disappear inch by inch in Aunt Jill's warm, moist mouth, until her sexy little mouth finally completely enveloped my penis and began to stroke it up and down. Good heavens! This feeling was incomparable to masturbation! I started moaning unconsciously. She looked up and asked how I felt. I quickly smiled and nodded, and she smiled back and continued her work.

About two minutes later, I started to feel the urge to ejaculate. I gently patted her head and said,

"Aunt Jill, be careful! I'm about to cum!"

She immediately sucked on my penis even more vigorously, and then I couldn't control myself and started ejaculating in her mouth. Ejaculating in her mouth felt so much better than ejaculating in the toilet at home. She swallowed every last drop of my semen.

After I stopped ejaculating, she climbed onto the bed and straddled my lap. She then continued to stroke my penis up and down with her hand. For some reason, my penis didn't soften as it usually did after masturbation. Then, she lifted her lower body, pressing my penis against the cleft between her legs, and slowly sat down. I watched my penis slowly disappear into her vagina. Her warm, moist vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, and a new wave of pleasure washed over me. I started moaning again. I looked up at her and said, "I love you, Auntie." She smiled at me and then lowered her head to kiss my lips.

She slipped her tongue into my mouth, and then I moved my hands upwards to play with her breasts. She continued to move her hips up and down, letting my penis slide in and out of her vagina. Her vagina was indescribably warm and moist, and soon I felt the urge to ejaculate again. She stopped, sat down, put her hand on my shoulder, and said, "You really have a big penis that most young men don't have!" I smiled proudly, because I could tell from her face and her excited voice that my penis was indeed what she wanted!

My aunt started stroking and squeezing my penis again, then said in a loud voice,

"You're a really great sex expert!"

I had never heard an adult say such a thing before, especially not my aunt or my mother. She stroked me even more wildly, then lowered her head and looked at me with a strange look, saying,

"I bet you wish I were your mother right now, don't you?" As she said that, the image of my mother naked flashed through my mind. I fantasized that it was my naked mother sitting on me, and I started ejaculating, injecting my semen deep into my aunt's vagina… For the next two weeks at my aunt's house, she made me sleep with her and taught me everything about sex. After divorcing her last husband, she decided to never get involved with any man again. She told me I was her new "man," and I liked the idea. Two weeks passed quickly, and I was pretty sure I'd fallen in love with my aunt. But what she liked most was pretending to be my mother while we had sex. She liked me calling her "Mom," and she liked calling me "son" or "little baby," which always brought her to orgasm the easiest way.

On the train home, I slept most of the time because I'd only slept about five hours a night at my aunt's house; she kept demanding sex with me. It wasn't until I grew up that I truly understood how to understand a woman with such desires.

After my parents picked me up at the train station, we drove my dad straight to the airport; he was going to Seattle for a week for business. My mom and I waited outside the gate for the plane to take off. She asked me to tell her how I'd spent the summer at my aunt's house, but I didn't know how to tell her because I'd spent most of the time naked in my aunt's bedroom.

"I bet you saw under my aunt's clothes a few times, didn't you?" Mom joked, hoping to see a reaction on my face.

I waved to the taxiing plane and laughed, telling her no. Mom put her arm around my shoulder as we walked out of the airport, continuing to press me for answers to her questions.

"Will I be in trouble if I say yes?" I asked.

"Of course not! I know you're going through puberty, and I know your aunt likes to flirt with men of all ages," Mom said confidently.

After we drove away from the airport, Mom looked at me suspiciously and asked, "Did she flirt with you at your aunt's house?" I looked at her with the same expression and replied, "She didn't really flirt with me." At a traffic light, Mom turned to me and said, "Did Aunt Jill do something even more outrageous than flirting?" I couldn't help but laugh and whispered yes. "She taught me about 'sex.'" Mom stared blankly for a few seconds, then asked incredulously, "You mean, she 'told' you about sex?" "No! She 'taught' me everything!" I replied.

The car behind us honked, urging us to hurry up, so Mom started driving again. She didn't speak for several minutes, and then she asked me to tell her what my aunt and I had done. I honestly told her about the train, everything that had happened in the past two weeks, and our habit of calling each other mother and son.

Mom looked at me with disbelief. I expected her to be furious, but she didn't say much. After I told her about the whole trip, she asked,

"You really like pretending your aunt is me?"

I touched Mom's arm and said, "That's the best part. I like closing my eyes and fantasizing about making love with you."

When we got home, Mom took my luggage and put it on the floor. She took my hand and led me upstairs to her room. "Tonight you don't have to close your eyes and fantasize about me anymore!" Mom said as she started taking off her clothes. My penis immediately became hard, so hard that it took me a lot of effort to take off my jeans. She took off her pants and looked at my erect penis, saying,

"My God! Son, you have a huge penis!"

"Aunt Jill said so too!" I replied with a smile.

I gazed greedily at my naked mother standing in front of me. I realized that apart from the different hair color, they were indeed twins. Because I had carefully observed her body in Aunt Jill's room before. I walked over to my mother and placed my hand on her breasts. Her breasts were the same size as my aunt's, with nipples the size of coins. Her pubic hair on her buttocks, thighs, and mons pubis was also the same as my aunt's.

I had my mother lie on the bed, then crawled between her legs. "Do you want to make love to your son?" I whispered in my mother's ear, then gently nibbled on her ear.

When I pressed the head of my penis against her vulva, her body trembled. "Ah... my darling son!" she gasped as my penis began to move forward. I then lifted my mother's legs and wrapped them around my waist. "I love you, Mom!" I whispered in her ear. "I love you too, son!" my mother responded gently.

The biggest difference between Mom and Auntie is that Mom prefers gentle sex, while Auntie likes intense moments and teasing words. Mom gently patted me and softly stroked my shoulders, neck, and back, guiding me through our lovemaking gently. She lightly kissed my ears and cheeks, running her fingers through my hair.

Throughout the process, I lowered my elbows and gently supported her head with my fingers in her hair. We quickly reached climax, and Mom's climax was just as gentle and slow, responding to my movements. When I started to ejaculate, she asked me to stop all movement so she could feel the strong impact of my semen hitting deep inside her vagina.

That night, Mom and I made love continuously. Each time I ejaculated, Mom would continue to stroke me or use her mouth to make my penis hard again. Until almost dawn, she finally allowed me to rest for a while, but an hour later I woke up again to Mom's sucking. But this time she didn't stop after I became erect; I knew Mom wanted me to enjoy her oral skills. I held her head and followed her slow, stroking movements. She gently wrapped her lips and tongue around my penis. It was an indescribable pleasure! I began to ejaculate profusely, and Mom swallowed every last drop, then licked my penis clean with her tongue. I was once again convinced that Mom and Aunt were twins, because they both needed a lot of sex!

This summer I will turn 22. Every summer since I was 13, I would spend a few weeks with Aunt Jill. Mom would always be jealous of my time with Aunt, but I would always come home right after Dad's business trip and use my penis to appease her. Ever since Aunt taught me about sex, I haven't stopped having sex with the two sisters. Recently, Mom started talking to Dad about divorce and moving in with Aunt. Of course, she insisted that her precious son must stay with her, and my penis certainly thought so too!

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