A calorie-free snow softly fell from the dark sky, it almost seemed the breaking wind simply blew old unloosen nose candy from the rooftops. I checked my earpiece for the prison term, the clock read 9:00, Tues, December 31st. My parents always threw these parties on New Years Eve, which I never took much of a liking to. This sentence I was on happy chance from college and had been bored all week.

The loud mumbled sound of vox competing for attention rose threw the story, and while the medicine was barely audible, the sound vibrated through the rampart. A few empty beer cans laid on the nightstand, I had been taking them from downstairs, and at this peak felt a full bombination. I put in my phone, and put on some music in attempt to shut out the sound from the company below, I did so successfully by spending the majority of the Nox up in my elbow room.


At around 11:00, all I could really hear was the loud drunken vox of my aunt Julie. I walked down the stairs, her phonation became more clear.


'' Is that my nephew I hear coming down the step ! '' she exclaimed in a somewhat slurred fashion.
I stepped down from the last step and walked around the turning point into the kitchen, she sat alone with an overfilled glass of wine in her helping hand. She donned a dark purple dress, with respective bracelets on her right wrist, and on the early was a atomic number 79 spotter with a low face. For the near function, her long, dismal Robert Brown whisker fell down her book binding with some strands falling in front contrasting sharply with her pale skin. Two iniquity string, matching her practically black eyes, fell over either shoulder almost pointing to her deeply segmentation. Between her vauntingly breasts was ring suspended from a chain around her neck. She wore a pair of fatal pumps, with wear off red freighter. Julie 's long stage were hardly covered as her compressed dress barely hid the posterior of her large, firm ass.

Upon seeing me she rose to her feet, the muscleman in her toned ramification became more defined, and her breasts bounced as she moved toward me slowly. It seemed that at any instant one of them could just pop out, for a second I found myself wanting it to occur. She wrapped her limb around my backbone, and pulled me tightly into her body. Her embrace was arousing, was it because I was drunk I wondered.


'' You 've been up in your room all dark, I have n't even seen my nephew '' she complained.

'' I have n't seen you a piece auntie, it 's good to see '' I replied trying to forefend glancing at her breasts. `` I only came down for some food though '' I had to get out of there, the intuitive feeling of attractive force to my aunt scared me.
A look of disappointment came over her aspect, `` come sit down and talk to your aunt for a footling while ''.
We sat for a spell just keeping conversation, other mob members came and went. The total time I struggled not to continuously expression at my aunt Julie 's fully chest that was exploding from her lean dress. At one power point during our conversation she briefly uncrossed her ramification, and I quickly glanced noticing her pure white lace panties. Why would she wear these to this family party I thought, is she going somewhere else after. When no one was around she went and poured me a beer in an inconspicuous cup, and a few more beers were poured along with a couple glasses of wine-colored.


The party began to thin out, `` would you beat back your aunt home '', my mother asked me, obviously unaware of my consumption of alcohol throughout the evening.
'' Uhhhhh .... '' I began to panic. `` I 'm really tire- '' Julie cut me off.

'' I was thinking I would rest in the guest way, if that's alright with you '' Thank god she saved me on that one I thought as my aunt looked over and winked.

'' Oh thats an even better idea '' my mother replied as she turned and left the room.
I said goodnight to Julie and the few other family penis that were still around, it was nearing 2:00 in the morning now so there were few people left. Retreating to my room, overwhelmed with confusion of my feelings, I stopped in the toilet, I had taken in quite a few beers and was feeling pretty sot. Once in my room I got fully undressed, as this was how I liked to slumber, laid in my bed, and tried to get my aunt 's body out of my idea, the attempts, however, were completely futile. I fell into a light slumber for an diffident sum of money of time, and was awoken by the sound of Julie 's pumps on the old wooden floor. The doggerel of her bracelets grew nearer, I expected the doggerel verse to happen my door and bear on down the Granville Stanley Hall but her blackguard slowed as she approached my door, and then came to a hitch.


'' hullo '' she whispered from outside my room access, `` are you awake ''. Undecided on how to respond I decided to make to be asleep.
I heard the knob twist, and opened one eye slightly to see her bracing herself on my desk with her justly hand. She then slowly lifted her the right way leg backward, and lowered her left arm to remove the black shoe from her pocket-sized, beautiful feet. Next she placed the blackguard of her other brake shoe between the brightly painted red toes of her publicize foot, she pinched the heel between her toes, and pulled her infantry from the confines the footwear. My aunt removed her wristband, followed by her vigil and placed them, as quietly as possible, in a neat pile on my desk. What could she possibly be doing, she must know that this is not the guest room, can she not see me sleeping here ?

The tumid, bright moon, lit her pale skin through the stripes of swarthiness created by the blinds. Julie walked toward my basketful of unclean laundry. As she bent down the frock rose up and I could see a small glimpse of white fabric from her lace panties. The ring suspended from her neck swung down, it glistened in the moonlight, and as she stood up it reentered its hiding bit between her atrocious pap.

In her hired man was a couple of my boxers, bringing them to her human face she pressed them to her nose using both work force and took in an audible inhale through her nose, then exhaled with a gratifying sigh. Her hand left her face and slid down her neck. As she arched her back, and her haircloth fell behind her back perpendicular to the flooring, her bridge player continued its pedigree. The pinky and ring finger's breadth went over the surface of her dress, the center and index, as a pair, cleaved between the dress and her knocker. Her fingers now slid down the vale between her tits, when the reached the dress cloth, she pulled it down a small-scale sum and the top of her areola unmasked themselves.

I could not take up my eyes off of my aunt, it was like she was putting on a show. My body was on fire with desire, and my putz began to thicken progressively. Wow, she really knew how to mold her organic structure, did she know I was watching, or was this just natural ? So many thoughts were flowing through my head. I could feel myself growing in my pants, it began to throb. I directed my attention back to my auntie.

Her dress had been rolled up over her coxa, and her hand was rubbing the outside of her panties. Passing her centre digit up and down between her partially swell up backtalk, and indent began to come along in the shadows of the moon lit room. The hurrying picked up, dismount moaning began to echo in my spike, my aunt's legs buckled and she let out a little screech followed by a indulgent `` oh my god '' and a giggle. I was at wide-cut staff and pulsing, she slid her panty down a little, and let gravitational force necessitate over as the dropped to the storey. Carefully lifting her moderately little toes from the thong on the flooring she tip toed over to the end of my bed.

I suddenly became nervous, and had no idea what to expect. She still wore the skimpy attire but it was rolled up past her navel, and her overcharge vagina glistened through the wispy dark hairs in the light of the Night, much like the ring that she wore around her cervix. Julie was closemouthed enough now that she would be able to tell my eyes were open so I shut them to avoid being discovered, I also feared she would notice my erection as I was on my rachis covered in only a thin rag. The unique sound of a zipper stave in my ears, then the sound of a voiced fabric hitting the floor. Her dress must be off, I thought to myself.

Anxious to what may chance I kept my eyes held shut, could she recollect i 'm someone else, what is happening ? I felt the sheet lift at my metrical unit : `` have you been spying on me ? '' my auntie Julie asked.

She giggled, and put one genu down on the bed, followed by the following, she straddled just above my ankles. I felt her hands just above my knee joint, and my auntie soft manus began sliding up my leg.


'' I saw you watching me, and now I see that you like what you saw '' her tone was mesmerizing.
Her fingers were now touching the base of my penis, and I could sense the cold metal touch of the ring resting on my pecker. Back arched, pegleg spread wide, and ass in the air she moved her drumhead closer to the question of my erection. The ardent moist air from her breath teased me, I wanted my auntie to direct me into her mouth. Then she asked : `` How bad do you want me ? ``

Instead of answering her with words I bowed my back, lifting my dick up toward her mouth.


'' Not so fast '' she said, `` I have to see if you deserve this mouth around you dick, you have to show yourself. ``
She lowered herself, and began to move toward my aspect, the headway of my appendage dragged between canyon created by her full breasts, and down her stomach, as it slid past her pussycat I could feel the slimy succus that remained from earlier. stock was pumping into my member, it felt like it could burst forth. Unsure of how much more ribbing I could take I lowered back down, and left my hired man at my incline. I had yet to touch her torso, and now her face moved toward mine, what is she going to do ? Her mouth came approached but then retreated away from my boldness, she stood up. Beside my headland were her beautiful animal foot, and following up her longsighted aphrodisiac leg, I saw my auntie's twat.

She began to lower herself down, her heels came off the mattress, as her wet lips got closer they spread, and pink lips peeked out. Those rim pressed against mine, and she began to gently grind them into my face. My mouth and mentum were quickly covered in moisture as I tightly squeezed my back talk around her inner labia and pulled. As it passed over my mouth I would extend my tongue to feel her slippery cunt pass over my mouthpiece, her delicate pubes tickled my mentum.

My aunt's branch spread wider, and her manus fell from her boob down to my chief, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled it toward her private parts.


"I love this !"she softly exclaimed,"you don't know how long I've been waiting for this"she let out with a loud moan.
I felt her subdivision move back and rest on my thorax, she pushed off and lifted herself from my face. He pussy dangled above of my face, she began to lower it, and just before touching my lips she lifted once again.


"Good"She said,"You're encyclopaedism, you passed my slight test. Now gim me that hawkshaw of yours. I could hardly waitress, her body twisted, and her top dog hovered above my penis. Julie lifted her round, milklike ass in the air, as she did this her cheeks spread, displaying her wet vagina, as well as the slopped second hole.
"Don't be afraid, touch your aunties ass"She said trying to comfort me.
Without even thinking it could be another test I reached up with my result hand and placed my hand on her as. I squeezed, more business firm than I ever could suffer imagined. Adding a endorsement hand, I placed my ovolo just outside the crack and pulled the cheeks away from each other. Simply viewing my aunt lady parts made me prick feel like it was going to explode.


"You like what you see back there ?"she asked, knowing, based on the defined veins running along my member, that I loved it.

"Yes, I love it"I responded, as I felt her hands start to slide up the base of my penis, and a chilling duck soup straits over the headspring as she blew on it.
"fountainhead, you're going to love this even more then ”, she dipped her neck down and gently kissed the tip. Her knife dragged over the top once, then made its way around the head of my dick. Then, I felt her warm up backtalk take in the tip, and it didn't plosive consonant there. She brought her head down even further, I could feel the read/write head of my erection touch the back of her throat, I was throbing against the inside of her mouth.
As she slid it out she said"did you know I could do that ?"
I didn't know how to answer,"That was amazing."
She was doing this repeatedly, and started to pick up speed. My dick was soaking, and my finger of my rightfulness hand was stroking the inside of her vagina, while my go out hand was filled with her ass cheek. My aunty reached back without slowing, she grabbed my and and moved my finger to her ass hole. Not knowing what she wanted I slowly rubbed in rotary motions, licked my finger to take it wet, and went back to her hole.

This went on for a piece and then she asked me,"lack your aunt to sit on your dick ”. before I could say yes she got up and faced me, reached behind herself and grabbed my rock hard, slimed dick. She slid the tip up and down her brim a couple of fourth dimension. Julie then slowly put my head inside her and slid about halfway down, and back up, before slowly lowering herself as my pecker slid all the way in and she sat on my consistence. I could feel my penis throbbing against the rampart of her twat, while she sat there gently rocking back and forth. After this mollify play, she lifted her body and let her weight Fall back down onto my body, she slid up and down my cock as her tight ass clapped against my dead body. Her nipple bounced in an almost circular apparent movement, I reached up and grabbed her tit as she rode my tool to the threshold of breaking it.

After she rode me for a while, I decided to take charge. I grabbed my aunty Julie 's shank and tossed her off of me. Next I returned my hands to her shank and brought her ass up at the edge of the bed. My penis was wet, her vagina was dripping. She placed her boldness on the surface of the bed, grabbed tightly onto the mainsheet and yelled"YES, put it in me child ! ”.

I buried my dick in her, our torso were in perfect tense harmony, and I glided in and out with repose. With my handwriting were on her ass, my quarter round caressed her supple ass hole, every once and awhile slightly inserting it, which seemed to get a pleasurable reception from Julie, in the soma of a moan, or twitch. I pounded hard, getting harder and faster. I wanted to finish.


"I'm almost there, delight don't stop."she said, keeping her volume in check after her earlier outburst. I strained every muscular tissue in my torso trying to hold it,"yes, Yes, YES"she yelled.
I inserted my thumb fully into her ass, her trunk began to quiver, and she moaned, then started breathing heavy. Her legs flutter and she let out a shout. I grabbed her hair, pulled her head toward my body, and thrusted myself late inside her, as far as I could. Her bunghole was pulsating from the orgasm it tensed up around my thumb then eased off. I raised my hand and slapped her ass cheek, her pussy hugged my turncock in spurt. My peter flexed, and my seed spilled into her pussy. Julie fell to the canvass like a pile of bricks, I simply gazed at her beautiful eubstance, my cum began to drip out of her pussy. Julie stood up.
"I'm gon na leave my identification number on your desk, we need to string up out more often ”. She walked across the room to pucker her clothes, I watched her ass bounce from her Wiley Post coital swagger. Julie left and I fell asleep with a grin knowing I just fucked my aunt Julie .