Auntie being fucked on the train

On the train, I kept pestering my aunt, Jill. My aunt was my mom'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. My aunt 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 with a smile. I never thought my mom and aunt were twins because they never wore the same clothes, their hairstyles were never the same, and my aunt had beautiful blonde hair. Every time I innocently asked why their hair color was different, my dad would always laugh and say, "Look at Aunt's roots, child, her hair isn't really blonde." At the time, I never really understood what my dad meant. Later, I learned that women can dye their hair any color they want, as long as they like. 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 quickly. 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 penis 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 and I saw her thighs. 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. Aunt Jill quickly sat back down and pulled her skirt down, telling me to hurry back to my seat as well. After the man passed, she bent down and said to me, "Let's go to the bedroom." She got up, took my hand, and practically 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 eagerly 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 small 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 felt 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, 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, Aunt Jill lifted her lower body, pressing my penis against the cleft between her legs, and then slowly sat down. I saw my penis slowly disappear into her vagina. Aunt Jill's warm, moist vaginal walls tightly gripped my penis, and a new kind of pleasure washed over me again. I started moaning again. I looked up at Aunt Jill and said, "I love you, Aunt Jill." She smiled at me and then lowered her head to kiss my lips. My aunt slipped her tongue into my mouth, and then I moved my hands up 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, and put her hands on my shoulders, saying, "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, and then said in a very loud voice, "You're really a superb lover!" I had never heard an adult say such a thing before, especially not my aunt or my mother. She moved even more wildly up and down, 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 naked mother flashed through my mind. I fantasized that my naked mother was sitting on me, and I started to ejaculate, 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 had fallen in love with my aunt, but what she liked most was pretending to be my mother while having sex with me. She liked me calling her "Mom," and she liked calling me "son" or "baby," and that's how she always reached orgasm most easily. On the train home, I slept most of the time because while I was at my aunt's house, I only slept about five hours a night; she kept asking me to have sex with her. It wasn't until I grew up that I truly understood the need to empathize with women who had such desires. After my parents picked me up from the train station, they drove straight to the airport for my father, who was going to Seattle for a week for business. My mother and I waited outside the gate for the plane to take off. She asked me to tell her how I had spent the summer at my aunt's house, but I didn't know how to tell her because I had 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 some reaction on my face. I waved to the plane that was starting to taxi and laughed, saying no. Mom put her arm around my shoulder and we walked out of the airport. She continued to press me for an answer to her questions. "If I say yes, will I get into trouble?" I asked her. "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 Aunt Jill flirt with you when we were at Aunt's?" I looked at her with the same expression and replied, "She didn't really flirt with me." When we stopped at a traffic light, Mom turned to me and said, "Did Aunt Jill do something more than flirtation?" I couldn't help but laugh and whispered that she did. "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 move, so Mom started driving again. She was silent for several minutes, then she asked me to tell her what Aunt and I had done. I honestly told her about the train, everything that had happened over 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 approached my mother and placed my hands 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 with 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 my mother and my aunt was that my mother preferred gentle lovemaking, while my aunt preferred a more intense process and provocative words. My mother patted me gently and 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 intense 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. This time, however, she didn't stop after I became erect; I knew Mom wanted me to fully 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 drop, then licked my penis clean with her tongue. I was once again certain that Mom and Auntie were twins, because they both needed a lot of sex! This summer I'll be 22. Every summer since I was 13, I've spent a few weeks with Aunt Jill. Mom always gets jealous of my time with her, but I always make sure Dad's business trip is on time before I come home and use my penis to appease her. Ever since Aunt Jill taught me about sex, I haven't stopped having sex with both of them. Recently, Mom started talking to Dad about divorce and moving in with Aunt Jill. Of course, she insists her precious son must stay with her, and my penis thinks so too! [The End]The new version of 538prom video chatted with my aunt and uncle, and I would always time my dad's business trips to come home and use my penis to appease my mom's discontent. Ever since my aunt taught me about sex, I haven't stopped having sex with both of them. Recently, my mom started talking to my dad about divorce and moving in with my aunt. Of course, she insisted that her precious son must stay with her, and my penis thought so too! [The End]

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