Lustful Aunt

“No…no…I’m cooking…wait…um…it’ll be done soon…” Auntie explained to me.

“Auntie means that once it’s done, I can fuck you however I want, right?” I said teasingly, pinching and rubbing Auntie’s nipple through her clothes.

“Um…no…no…I didn’t…ah…” Auntie’s body went limp as her sensitive area was attacked.

“It’s just cooking, why do you need to wear so much? Who told you to wear underwear?” I quickly stripped Auntie naked, only allowing her to wear an apron.

“But…but like this…I…I can’t work…people outside will see…” Auntie said shyly, very uncomfortable with this extremely lewd and revealing attire.

“What’s wrong with that? Isn’t it the same as usual? Auntie, hurry up and cook, I’m hungry.” I urged, feeling a little smug as the scenario I had been thinking about for so long was now so easily realized.

“Um…” Auntie agreed softly with a helpless sigh.

Looking at my aunt's shapely curves from behind, especially the way her plump, white buttocks trembled with each movement, I suddenly had a new idea. I reached out and grabbed her buttocks; the smooth, soft flesh felt wonderful.

"Mmm...no...uh..." My aunt froze, only letting out a soft moan as I did as I pleased.

I pulled her buttocks back, and she obediently bent over, sticking out her beautiful buttocks. As if she knew what I was about to do, she said softly, "No...I didn't eat properly last night...if I don't eat breakfast...it's...not good for my health..." "I want to eat you now." With that, I guided my penis directly to her honey pot entrance, only to find it already gushing with lustful fluid. I touched it, and even her thighs were covered in sticky, lustful liquid.

"Auntie is such a slut. She was so hesitant when she took off her clothes, but I didn't expect her to be this wet." My glans scraped back and forth against her entrance, teasing and humiliating her.

"Mmm...no...don't do this...I...ah...I didn't...mmm...don't..." Auntie gripped the edge of the cupboard with both hands, her buttocks moving back and forth in rhythm with my penis.

"Auntie's not being honest, the porridge in the pot is going to burn!" I said deliberately.

"Hmm?...Ah...no...don't...so hard...it's hitting...ah..." Hearing my warning, Auntie opened her beautiful eyes, wanting to check the porridge that was cooking. I took the opportunity to forcefully thrust my penis into her honey hole, pumping vigorously. The kitchen was instantly filled with the lewd moans and cries of my auntie.

After fucking her dozens of times, I felt unsatisfied, and found that Auntie was somewhat dazed from my fucking. I turned off the induction cooker, picked up Auntie, and went to the south-facing open-air balcony. Because it was a holiday, many people were still lazing in bed at this time, and only a few elderly people in the community were doing their morning exercise. I boldly made Auntie kneel on the ground, half-squatting behind her, slapping her plump buttocks, driving her to crawl from one side of the balcony to the other. The sight of being fucked in broad daylight in front of everyone, coupled with the humiliating words I uttered, filled my aunt with immense shame. But she couldn't withstand the

relentless thrusting of my massive penis. Fortunately, her apartment was on a high floor, and I told her that as long as she didn't scream, no one would notice. She tried her best to suppress any lewd moans. After a few rounds, I suddenly had a sudden idea. I lifted her up, placing her feet on the edge of the balcony, making her squat down, facing the apartment complex with her back to me, her entire body leaning back against me. I grabbed her plump buttocks from behind, inserting my penis into her from behind.

This complete exposure terrified her; she instinctively covered her face with her hands, her head shaking violently with each thrust, her body twisting and turning uncomfortably. But held firmly in my grasp, all resistance seemed futile.

I maintained this position for about ten minutes, thrusting in and out. I felt my aunt's body begin to convulse, her head shaking more violently, her body heaving. I took a step back; playing around was fine, but I didn't want to cause any danger. My thrusts became faster and faster, a dozen rapid thrusts in succession. Suddenly, my aunt's convulsions stopped, her head jerking back, almost hitting me. Her body remained motionless, only her lower abdomen was raised high. A stream of fluid shot out from her lower body, spraying from the fifth-floor balcony into the air, drawing a beautiful, crystalline arc before falling to the ground. Because I was standing behind her, I couldn't tell if she had lost control of her bladder or had a squirt, but this intense orgasm was unexpected. It seems I'll have to do this a few more times.

I carried my aunt, limp in my arms after her orgasm, back into the house. It took her a while to recover, crying and complaining that I had humiliated her like this; how could she face anyone if others saw it? I tried to reason with my aunt, explaining that the passion and excitement of sex in such an exposed setting far surpassed that of ordinary sex. Having experienced this outdoor encounter, my aunt also felt the unique sensory stimulation and gradually accepted my advice, though she still told me not to do it to her like that again.

I prepared breakfast for my exhausted aunt, and then ate it while holding her in my arms. She tried to break free several times, but I held her firmly in my embrace. During the meal, I even fed her half a bowl of porridge mouth-to-mouth, making her blush with embarrassment, but she closed her beautiful eyes and let me do as I pleased.

For the rest of the day, my aunt's genitals were always penetrated—sometimes my large penis, sometimes the vibrating dildo she had just tried. My aunt, naked, bent over as I fucked her, her large breasts dangling in front of her chest like two pendulums, while also trying to concentrate on housework to avoid being spanked and urged on. I felt I needed to buy my aunt some sexy clothes and stockings; that would definitely make sex even more exciting. I was also surprised by the amount of fluid from my aunt's genitals; her vagina was constantly dripping with vaginal fluid. With each thrust of the foreign object, water stains appeared on the floor, and amidst my humiliation, my aunt had no choice but to wipe herself again and again. They say women my aunt's age are made of water, and it seems that's true.

If we could play this wildly during the day, the night would be even more unpredictable. After it was completely dark, I only let my aunt wear a trench coat outside, and I even inserted a vibrating egg into her anus. I then dragged her for a walk in the neighborhood. My aunt was naturally unwilling, but I picked up her delicate body and carried her straight downstairs. She couldn't resist, and since she didn't have her keys to go home, she had no choice but to follow me closely once we were in the neighborhood. I frequently turned on the vibrating device, switching between different settings, and my aunt would walk and stop, constantly pleading softly. Each time I sensed my aunt's spasms intensifying, as she approached climax, I would quickly turn off the switch. The beauty of this method lay not only in tormenting her body but also in crushing her will. For a mature and sensitive body like my aunt's, intensely aroused and constantly stimulated, to stop the pleasure just before reaching climax and resist the urge to peak was incredibly difficult.

My actions drove her nearly mad, repeatedly bringing her to the brink of orgasm only to send her back to hell with the abrupt stop of the sex toy. For nearly two hours, my aunt's body remained on the verge of climax, a state of heightened arousal that wouldn't subside. By the time we got home, she was in that almost manic state again, her whole body trembling slightly, her eyes glazed, a trickle of saliva at the corner of her mouth, and urine flowing intermittently between her beautiful legs, down from the first floor to her front door…

[The End]

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