My aunt Cindy was cool, and very sexy.

The oldest girl, she was the best looking of the three Sister, including my mom.

Tall, dour hair, a great smile, long peg, always tan with a smattering of lentigo. She had firm-looking"B"cup tits and a dainty ass. smartness too, she was the foremost in the family to head off to college. She had a lot going for her, but I never really paid much attention.

thing took a tour the summer of ‘ 77, after I turned 18, just before I headed off to the Army.

I planned on disbursal a calendar month on my Grandparents farm before shipping out, just to get my head straight.

The unscathed month my auntie Cindy was always there, doing chore, gathering eggs, feeding the chickens ; always with me watching.

It was hard not to watch her work.

She would throw on an old T shirt and her sinister nipples would be clearly seeable, straining against the material when they got hard.

Sometimes it was an old flannel shirt, the top few buttons unbuttoned allowing me to trip up a glance of her titty while she bent over.

A few times I thought it was knowing, allowing me a retentive tone at her tits hanging under the diffuse gabardine.

But I was in the regular army a few weeks later, my gorgeous aunty just a memory.



While I did my three age in the United States Army she got hook up with and moved out to CA.

She once sent me a varsity letter with a pic of her in a string bikini on a beach, looking tan and thin.

I taped that one in my cabinet and kept it through my U. S. Army hitch, looking at it every now and then and masturbating at the idea of spreading those foresighted legs.

During my close year in the Army I heard about her divorce.

She had discovered her traveling salesman husband was fucking around on her. She was dumping him and moving back home.

I was felicitous to find out she was returning and I remember thinking how stupid her ex was to leave that gorgeous adult female at home alone.

The ex-husband stayed in Cali and 40 year old Aunt Cindy returned to the midwestern United States, moved to a mid-sized city in the res publica, got an apartment and a job in some sort of manufacturing.

By this time I was going to college about XXV mile down the highway, fucking my way around campus, making up for lost fourth dimension spent in the U. S. Army.

The cornucopia of girls available while I was stationed in Germany became a dim retentivity during the damn near monk-like net two class I spent at Fort Riley.

I was meddling making up for those two class of celibacy.

I was 22 and a muscular 180 British pound when I got out of the Army, and suddenly I was turning heads.

There were damn few single girls to fuck in my home town, but even though the college nightlife on the weekends was much Sir Thomas More fun, I still had to go back home to see the family once a calendar month at the least.

I always included a visit to the farm on those trips home, with the hope she would be there as well.

Many sentence she was there, in shorts, helping my Grandparents with job.

My good-looking auntie had gone through a series of young man since her riposte, and I met a few of the losers she was boning. I remembered thinking that she must be horny as perdition to have a go at it some of these Guy.

One Night we were at the fencing near the horse barn, watching the sun go down. As we leaned against the fence a big Equus caballus began approaching a mare.

The Equus caballus 's foresighted cock emerged and he mounted the mare, sliding the huge length into her. As the stallion fucked the mare, Cindy looked at me and gave me a mirthful, knowing smile.

As the sawbuck dismounted and trotted off his thick cum continued to pour out of the female horse.

"Lucky gymnastic horse,"I said.

"Which one ?"she countered, smiling.

After I turned back to the animals I saw her creep a glance at my crotch.

Out at the farm I was turning my aunty head as well.

One winter night while heading nursing home from college I drove into one of those midwestern United States snowstorm that turn roads into skating rinks.

I had to get off the main road and ended up at a run-down Super 8 for the night.

Cindy heard of my snowy dark stuck in town a few mean solar day later.

"You get stuck in town again, just name me and follow to my place ; you don't need to pass money on a hotel room."



I filed that selective information away for the future.

lupus erythematosus than one calendar month later I'm driving Hwy 30 looking at a crappy dry land snowstorm about twenty mil west of town. It was everything the weatherman said it would be. It had been a little dodgy getting myself the twenty-five air mile to her town, and I was hoping she was home.

And alone.

I pulled into a gas station and dropped a dime into a payphone.

"Hello ? ..."

"Aunt Cindy, it's mike. Hey, sorry for calling so latterly - I'm driving through and the roads are bad. I just pulled into Town and was going to get a room when I remembered what you said ... if it 's OK"

"Of line,"she said."school principal over here. First Baron Passfield Road, you remember."She sounded a little rummy.

"how-do-you-do ?."

"auntie Cindy, it's microphone. The roads are bad and I'm just outside of GI. I was going to get a room…"

"Don't get a elbow room,"she said."Head over here. Martha Beatrice Potter Webb route, you remember."She sounded a little drunk.

"OK,"about 15 minutes. ``

I pulled into a visitant spot and walked up to the brick building block, and knocked.

Cindy answered the door in a man 's attire shirt that went almost to her genu. I wondered if that 's all she had on.

"Get in out of the cold."She smiled and gave me a hug as I stepped in and I felt her small strong tits under the material.

She was holding a widely meth in one hired hand, and I smelled whiskey.

"Put your stuff down and unwind. need something to drink in ? I like your hair now, that 's nice."

"Whatever you 're having, Cindy. Sorry to keep on you up. I did n't want to go any farther in the snow… ”'I sat on the couch, her place was warm, neat and clean.

"Don't worry about that, I told you to stop by next time."She handed me a whiskey on the rock'n'roll. And changed the music. There was a kind of fake galvanising hearth that cast to the highest degree of the light.

"College courting you then How are the girls ?"

"They 're alright."I said

"Do n't be that way - I know a fine-looking guy like you is getting plenty"

"I do alright, I guess."

"Better than me, this Town is the infernal region for men."

She filled her glass."My gaffer asked to get laid me endure calendar week. Can you think that ? What an ass."

Her top few buttons were unbuttoned and I could see her cleavage, and when she sat down on the lounge she drew a leg up and could see her panties, with a black bush under them.

"The last-place meter I saw you I was at the farm ... I think..I was thinking Jesus he grew up into a stud."“ Thanks."I said attending to my potable, but she was n't paying attention.

"It 's not fair, this is going to emaciate, I just want a man, you know ?"she slurred, her brunette hair falling in front of her eyes.

I moved over and put my arm around her

"You think I'm OK, right ?"

"Better than OK"I replied

"I like your nasty jeans. ‘ Cause I can depend at your cigarette. ‘ An I can look at your bulge."She burst out laughing when she said this and almost spilled her drink.

"You're being very bad,"I observed, pulling her a bit closer and kissing her on the forehead.

She got very lull and lifted her lips up to meet mine. I let her press her mouth to mine, and when she did I slipped my tongue into her sassing. She made a low sound, deep in her throat. We began making out, hard, passionate kisses.

Suddenly she pulled away, breathless."I ... I want to…"She said weakly.

"It 's OK. I want to. You're so sexy. So hot."I took her hand and put it on my bulging crotch - my cock was straining the buttons of my Levi 501's. She took another great sip of her whiskey, and I pulled her in for More. She did n't protest, but she did n't take the initiative either. She let me have my way.

I slipped a helping hand under her shirt and cupped one of her tits, the pap was laborious under my fingers. She moaned and leaned back - I unbuttoned the clothes shirt - a left over from a late swain - and opened it up to give away her small round tits.

Her hand was softly rubbing the extrusion in my blue jean. I stood and undid my belt, and unbutton my St. Matthew's.

I reached into my legal brief and pulled out my hard cock. Her middle locked on my penis and one bridge player reached out and gripped it.

As I stood and watched, my Aunt Cindy took my cock in her lip with a loan moan.

I watched in amazement as the head of my fat dick disappeared between her rim.

As it entered her mouth, her center became unfocused, her blazonry hung limp at her English, and she seemed resigned to the act. Maybe surrendering to it was a better Bible

She pulled back to get a intimation, her promontory drooped and she mumbled something about it being"... wrong ”.

I took her by the chin and lifted her head until I was looking into her hazel eyes.

"Its just like fucking a stranger. A stranger you saw in a bar and brought home. A man you had a few drinks with. . A man with a big hammer for you. Right ?"

"Yes. Yes, yeah…"she stammered.

I brought my dick back to her sass and she opened her mouth wide to accommodate its girth.

I knelt on the shag carpet and grabbed the scanty she was wearing with both hands and slipped them off.

I roughly pulled her forward and spread her stage, bringing her pussy to my thirsty tongue. I went straight for her clitoris, licking it with the fullness of my spit like an ice cream cone.

Her head was thrown back, her hands gripping the pillows she had arranged there before my comer. As I licked her, one of her hands went to her tits and she began rubbing and squeezing it.

Her renal pelvis pushed back, grinding a piddling on my tongue and bucking when I hit her clitoris. I ran my tongue along her pussy lips and bewilder it inside her as far as I could pass on - her back arched and she groaned.

I was watching her face as my tongue explored her pussy and continued its violation on her clit - I could n't consider I had my backtalk on the puss of my adorable aunty ; and I had her on the border of cumming.

Both her hands came down and pulled back on her pussy lips, exposing her clit for me. I begans licking it with a stiff stride, intemperate then soft.

I watched as my Aunt doubled over, spasming and convulsing, her leg closed now, one paw rubbing her clit.

"Oh God ... God.."

She laid back, flow of the orgasm still running through her organic structure in piddling twitches.

She started to pull herself up and I put a strong hand on her berm and pushed her down.

I pulled her forward and began rubbing my very concentrated cock up and down her pussy.

"You can't…"she began weakly"No, not that ... please… don't."

"It's a little of late, Cindy. sense that ?"I asked as I continued to rub my fat cock along her cunt, sopping wet with her juice and my saliva.

"Do you feel that ?"I repeated.

"Yes,"she replied weakly

"You want that, do n't you ?. You need it."

"... can't. No."She mumbled.

"You want me to fuck you ; you need this big cock in you. Don't you ?'

"Please ... Don't fuck me."she blurted out.

"What… ?"

"Don't fuck me. please"

I slid my pecker into her pussy as I watched her nerve. Her mouth opened in a bout O and my hands went to her tits, fondling them both. I drew her genu back, giving me full access code to her cunt. I placed my hands behind her knee joint and held her legs back.

I gave her a few long, slow strokes.

"That feels commodity does n't it ?"

"No. No, I need you to stop, please…"Her representative was louder now.

One of her workforce slapped my typeface and I could see she was getting gear up to get loud.

"Be still ”. I said with sudden wildness as I wrapped both my hands around her shapely neck and started choking her.

Her hands savvy my articulatio radiocarpea to loosen my hands and I leaned in for a better grip, putting my total weightiness into strangling her.

Her eyes were spacious with surprise and reverence and her mouth was open, a raspy auditory sensation escaping from her lips. I gave her neck a fierce petty shake.

"You will be quiet and you will let me fuck you."I hissed.

Eyes across-the-board heart-to-heart, she was suspend with the realization of what was about to encounter. Her nous was rejecting the fact that she was about to be fucked by her nephew, against her will. The thought that she would most likely not survive the encounter was n't rattling yet.

She opened her lip to dissent, maybe scream ; but my hand around her throat like a bench vise were not allowing sound to escape.

She was kicking now but I had her pinned against the arm of the lounge and the cushions, legs in the air flailing ineffectively, my dick buried in her cunt.

I leaned back to better see my recollective penis parting her glum kitty-cat lips, pulling her oral sex forward by the cervix as I did so, allowing her to see my cock inside her as well. I slowly pulled it out until only the bellied head was just inside her backtalk, and toyed with her, moving it in and out all the while I continued squeezing her farsighted, lenient cervix to silence her.

Her hands were losing their handle, her kicking was getting weaker.

I gave her neck a few jolty handclasp, tightening my grip in the process.

Hypoxic, rummy and exhausted, the fight was starting to leave her.

Her oculus stared at me, full with disbelief as my pecker sawed away at her pussy and my hands continued to choke the intimation out of her.

Her long legs still kicked but I had her pinned to the couch, pounding her with my cock.

Her back arched up and her breathing space came in a serial publication of short circuit gasps that stopped at my fingers.

I felt a brief fluttering in her twat, and wondered if she was having an coming, or if I was feeling the lastly spasms of life-time from her.

There was a foresighted groan from her and her body stiffened, then went hitch.

She was unconscious mind, maybe suddenly, but I did not stop.

I slid my turncock back into her tender dent, parting her pretty pussy lips.

Her head lolled back and her mouth made that"O"again. I took her manpower and flipped them aside, her arms limp now.

A few cramp jerked through her body, piddling tremors.

I tightened my travelling bag and continued strangling her. There was no turning back now.

I was long-stroking her cunt and my orgasm was building.

There were so many more than thing I wanted to do to her but I could n't curb it back.

I felt a random spasm in her snatch as she convulsed under me, her pussy jolt as my peter began jetting cum into her in a series of strong waves.

My hand were still around her throat, still squeezing ruthlessly..

I held my pecker oceanic abyss in her pussy as the waves shook my body, then slowly began to subside. A few unvoluntary fit shuddered through her tan, thin frame, her little tits jiggling. Her big hazelnut tree centre were open and fixed on the wall.

My cock slid out of her cunt like an eel, long and wet.

I sat up, lit a cigarette and sat back at one end of the couch with a whiskey, smoking silently.

She was awkwardly spread out at the other end of the cast not breathing, peg spread head, head back, long brunette hair's-breadth splashed out, mouth open.

As I sat there smoking, a stream of my come drooled from my utterly auntie 's pussy in a hanker watercourse. If alone she would have been serenity. If just she would have let me just fuck her when I was done eating her out.

I got up and ran a mitt along her teat, squeezing a tit. I grabbed her head by her mentum and looked into her eyes - they were lifeless, her rima oris slightly open.

I went and got something to eat, had another whiskey and rifled through a few drawer and found some cash. It was still snowing, but the wind was down.

In about two time of day I came back to her soundbox and fucked her again.

Slowly this time.

Kissing her, sucking the iniquity nipples on her round of golf breast, holding her and tedious fucking her pussy until I pulled it out and slipped it into her ass.

I could n't believe how tight her butt was and after a few accident I began to orgasm.

I pulled my dick out and slipped it into her lovely mouthpiece and jetted a load of cum between her lips, down her throat.

About two o'clock I was dressed and leaving.

I left my lovely Aunt dead on the couch.

I closed the doorway and headed out into the snowfall .