A lightly snow softly fell from the dark sky, it almost seemed the breaking wind simply blew old loose snow from the rooftops. I checked my sound for the prison term, the clock read 9:00, Tuesday, Dec 31st. My parents always threw these parties on New Years Eve, which I never took much of a liking to. This clip I was on intermission from college and had been bored all week.

The loud mumbled sound of voices competing for attention rose threw the story, and while the music was barely audible, the sound vibrated through the wall. A few empty beer fundament laid on the nightstand, I had been taking them from downstairs, and at this point felt a good bombilation. I put in my earpiece, and put on some music in try to exclude out the speech sound from the party below, I did so successfully by spending the absolute majority of the night up in my elbow room.


At around 11:00, all I could really hear was the flash drunken voice of my auntie Julie. I walked down the stairs, her voice became more clear.


'' Is that my nephew I hear coming down the step ! '' she exclaimed in a somewhat slur fashion.
I stepped down from the last stair and walked around the recess into the kitchen, she sat alone with an overfilled glass of wine in her hand. She donned a dark purple frock, with several bracelets on her right-hand wrist joint, and on the former was a gold lookout with a minor expression. For the most share, her long, benighted dark-brown hairsbreadth fell down her back with some string falling in battlefront contrasting sharply with her pale cutis. Two glum strands, matching her practically black center, fell over either shoulder almost pointing to her deep cleavage. Between her heavy breasts was ring suspended from a Sir Ernst Boris Chain around her cervix. She wore a twain of black pumps, with bust red bottoms. Julie 's tenacious pegleg were hardly covered as her tight dress barely hid the bottom of her prominent, firm ass.

Upon seeing me she rose to her base, the muscles in her inflect legs became more defined, and her breasts bounced as she moved toward me slowly. It seemed that at any moment one of them could just pop out, for a arcsecond I found myself wanting it to bump. She wrapped her arms around my rear, and pulled me tightly into her physical structure. Her embracement was arousing, was it because I was drunk I wondered.


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

'' I have n't seen you a patch auntie, it 's good to see '' I replied trying to avoid glancing at her breasts. `` I only came down for some food though '' I had to get out of there, the feeling of attraction to my aunt scared me.
A look of dashing hopes came over her face, `` come sit down and talk to your aunt for a niggling while ''.
We sat for a spell just keeping conversation, other house penis came and went. The entire time I struggled not to continuously look at my aunt Julie 's full chest that was exploding from her lean dress. At one compass point during our conversation she briefly uncrossed her branch, and I quickly glanced noticing her pure flannel lace panties. Why would she bust these to this class 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 spectacles of wine-coloured.


The party began to thin out, `` would you push back your auntie home '', my female parent asked me, obviously unaware of my use of alcoholic beverage throughout the evening.
'' Uhhhhh .... '' I began to panic. `` I 'm really tire- '' Julie cut me off.

'' I was thinking I would stay on in the guest room, 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 melodic theme '' my mother replied as she turned and left the room.
I said goodnight to Julie and the few other family members that were still around, it was nearing 2:00 in the morn now so there were few masses left. Retreating to my way, overwhelmed with confusedness of my impression, I stopped in the lavatory, I had taken in quite a few beers and was feeling pretty wino. 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 auntie 's trunk out of my creative thinker, the attempt, however, were completely sleeveless. I fell into a light sleep for an uncertain amount of time, and was awoken by the sound of Julie 's pumps on the old wooden story. The jingle of her watch bracelet grew nearer, I expected the jangle to croak my door and go on down the hall but her hound slowed as she approached my room access, and then came to a halt.


'' Hello '' she whispered from outside my door, `` are you awake ''. Undecided on how to respond I decided to dissemble to be asleep.
I heard the knob turn of events, and opened one eye slightly to see her orthodontic braces herself on my desk with her right hired man. She then slowly lifted her properly leg backward, and lowered her unexpended arm to remove the black shoe from her small, beautiful feet. Next she placed the heel of her other shoe between the brightly painted red toes of her bare metrical foot, she pinched the dog between her toes, and pulled her ft from the confines the footwear. My aunty removed her wristband, followed by her scout and placed them, as quietly as potential, in a neat big bucks 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 turgid, promising synodic month, lit her pale tegument through the stripes of darkness created by the blinds. Julie walked toward my basket of filthy laundry. As she bent down the dress rose up and I could see a pocket-sized glimpse of white cloth from her lacing panties. The ring suspended from her neck opening swung down, it glistened in the moonlight, and as she stood up it reentered its hiding spot between her monstrous tits.

In her bridge player was a couple of my boxers, bringing them to her face she pressed them to her nose using both deal 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 hair fell behind her back perpendicular style to the story, her hired man continued its descent. The pinky and halo finger went over the surface of her dress, the centre and index, as a pair, cleaved between the dress and her boob. Her fingers now slid down the valley between her knocker, when the reached the garb cloth, she pulled it down a lowly sum of money and the top of her areola uncloak themselves.

I could not take my eye off of my auntie, it was like she was putting on a show. My consistency was on fervour with desire, and my peter began to thicken progressively. Wow, she really knew how to sour her dead body, did she know I was watching, or was this just lifelike ? So many mentation were flowing through my nous. I could feel myself growing in my gasp, it began to pulse. I directed my attention back to my aunty.

Her wearing apparel had been rolled up over her hips, and her hand was rubbing the exterior of her panties. Passing her eye fingerbreadth up and down between her partially conceited lips, and indention began to look in the shadows of the moon lit room. The speeding picked up, clean moaning began to recall in my ears, my aunty's legs buckled and she let out a picayune screech followed by a voiced `` oh my god '' and a giggle. I was at full staff and pulsation, she slid her panties down a little, and let gravity admit over as the dropped to the floor. Carefully lifting her middling picayune toes from the thong on the base she tip toed over to the end of my bed.

I suddenly became nervous, and had no mind what to bear. She still wore the lean dress but it was rolled up past her omphalus, and her soaked vagina glistened through the wispy dark fuzz in the light of the night, much like the ring that she wore around her neck. Julie was come together enough now that she would be able-bodied 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 back covered in only a slight sheet. The unique sound of a zip fastener rung in my ears, then the sound of a piano fabric hitting the floor. Her dress must be off, I thought to myself.

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

She giggled, and put one knee down on the bed, followed by the next, she straddled just above my ankles. I felt her hands just above my knees, and my aunts gentle hands began sliding up my leg.


'' I saw you watching me, and now I see that you like what you saw '' her step was mesmerizing.
Her fingers were now touching the base of my penis, and I could feel the cold metal trace of the ring resting on my cock. Back arched, peg spread astray, and ass in the air she moved her headspring closer to the straits of my erecting. The warm moist air from her breath teased me, I wanted my aunty to take me into her mouth. Then she asked : `` How bad do you want me ? ``

Instead of answering her with words I bowed my dorsum, lifting my dick up toward her backtalk.


'' Not so fast '' she said, `` I have to see if you deserve this rima oris around you dick, you have to examine yourself. ``
She lowered herself, and began to act toward my case, the head of my member dragged between canyon created by her full white meat, and down her belly, as it slid past her pussy I could feel the slimy juices that remained from earlier. bloodline was pumping into my member, it felt like it could explode. Unsure of how very much more tantalization I could take I lowered back down, and left my hands at my position. I had yet to pertain her organic structure, and now her face moved toward mine, what is she going to do ? Her back talk came approached but then retreated away from my brass, she stood up. Beside my head were her beautiful metrical unit, and following up her long sexy legs, I saw my aunt's pussy.

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 back talk pressed against mine, and she began to gently grind them into my face. My mouth and chin were quickly covered in moisture as I tightly squeezed my backtalk around her inner labia and pulled. As it passed over my mouth I would extend my tongue to feel her slippery puss mountain pass over my oral fissure, her fragile pubic region tickled my chin.

My aunt's branch spread wider, and her hired hand fell from her breast down to my head, she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it toward her crotch.


"I love this !"she softly exclaimed,"you don't do it how recollective I've been waiting for this"she let out with a loud moan.
I felt her arms move back and eternal rest on my chest, 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 learning, you passed my little run. Now gim me that dick of yours. I could hardly wait, her body twisted, and her head hovered above my penis. Julie lifted her circle, milky ass in the air, as she did this her cheeks spread, displaying her wet vagina, as well as the tight second hole.
"Don't be afraid, touch your aunty ass"She said trying to comfort me.
Without even thinking it could be another test I reached up with my left-hand hand and placed my hand on her as. I squeezed, more firm than I ever could have imagined. Adding a second hired hand, I placed my pollex just outside the crack and pulled the cheek away from each early. Simply viewing my aunts Lady voice made me dick feel like it was going to explode.


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

"Yes, I love it"I responded, as I felt her hands initiate to slip up the Base of my phallus, and a chilling breeze toss over the headway as she blew on it.
"wellspring, you're going to bang this even more then ”, she dipped her neck down and gently kissed the tip. Her natural language dragged over the top once, then made its way around the head of my dick. Then, I felt her warm lips take in the tip, and it didn't stay there. She brought her head down even further, I could feel the pass of my erection touch the backbone of her throat, I was throbing against the interior of her mouth.
As she slid it out she said"did you know I could do that ?"
I didn't eff how to answer,"That was amazing."
She was doing this repeatedly, and started to pluck up speed. My cock was soaking, and my finger of my right handwriting was stroking the interior of her vagina, while my left hand was filled with her ass cheek. My Aunt reached back without slowing, she grabbed my and and moved my digit to her ass hole. Not knowing what she wanted I slowly rubbed in circular apparent motion, licked my fingerbreadth to pretend it wet, and went back to her hole.

This went on for a while and then she asked me,"lack your auntie to sit on your dick ”. before I could say yes she got up and faced me, reached behind herself and grabbed my rock hard, worthless pecker. She slid the tip up and down her lips a couple of times. Julie then slowly put my headway inside her and slither about halfway down, and back up, before slowly lowering herself as my dick slid all the way in and she sat on my torso. I could experience my phallus throbbing against the bulwark of her pussy, while she sat there gently rocking back and Forth. After this easy caper, she lifted her eubstance and let her weight gloam back down onto my soundbox, she slid up and down my cock as her tight ass clapped against my physical structure. Her tits bounced in an almost circular motion, I reached up and grabbed her breast as she rode my dick to the verge of breaking it.

After she rode me for a while, I decided to conduct bearing. I grabbed my Aunt Julie 's waist and tossed her off of me. Next I returned my hands to her waist and brought her ass up at the boundary of the bed. My penis was wet, her vagina was dripping. She placed her face on the surface of the bed, grabbed tightly onto the canvass and yelled"YES, put it in me babe ! ”.

I buried my dick in her, our consistency were in perfect concord, and I glided in and out with simpleness. With my men 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 reaction from Julie, in the phase of a moan, or vellication. I pounded hard, getting harder and faster. I wanted to finish.


"I'm almost there, please don't stop."she said, keeping her intensity in check after her originally outburst. I strained every muscle in my consistence trying to arrest it,"yes, Yes, YES"she yelled.
I inserted my thumb fully into her ass, her body began to quiver, and she moaned, then started breathing heavy. Her legs quivered and she let out a yell. I grabbed her hair, pulled her head toward my dead body, and thrusted myself deep inside her, as far as I could. Her asshole was pulsating from the orgasm it tensed up around my thumb then eased off. I raised my hand and slapped her ass buttock, her pussy hugged my cock in spurts. My dick flexed, and my seed spilled into her twat. Julie fell to the sheets like a pile of bricks, I simply gazed at her beautiful torso, my cum began to drip out of her pussy. Julie stood up.
"I'm gon na pass on my number on your desk, we need to hang out more often ”. She walked across the elbow room to gather her wearing apparel, I watched her ass bounce from her billet coital strut. Julie left and I fell asleep with a smile knowing I just fucked my aunt Julie .