Aunt Liz - Sex Stories

Aunt Liz

... Liz, you have to stop…I can’t…please stop”, I stammered. Looking up at me, she just smiled and stroked faster sending me over the edge. My hips bucked as if I was air fucking and the first rope of steamy cum sprang from the end of my dick. “That a boy…cum, Carl, cum”, she said while manipulating my balls with one hand and continuing to stroke with the other. Almost synchronized with my Aunt’s strokes, my dick spewed forth stream after stream of my seed until all that was left dribbled out in what felt like the dry heaves. Aunt Liz continued to rub my cock, but more gently and slower. “Good boy Carl, guess you had a load in there. Is this how you prepare your cock to fit in those tight speedos? Do you do it or do you have a young girl do it?” “Well, are you afraid to answer? Do you masturbate or have someone else do it?” she asked almost demanding, then gave my dick a hard yank while she twisted it, “hey, I asked you a question”. Embarrassingly I said, “ Yes, sometimes I do jerk off so my penis fits sideways”. “What or who do you think about when you do it? Do you ever think about me? How about your Mom?” she inquired. Getting more comfortable with the conversation, I answered, “Yes, I do think of you. Remembering the time I bit your nipple and how you teased me during your stay back then.” As I scanned my Aunt’s bare tits, noticing that a few globs of my spunk had landed on them. “Let’s finish this conversation elsewhere” she stated as she stood up and started to walk out, “ ...

... no need to put your clothes on as there is nothing left for you to hide.” My Aunt Liz, did grab her robe and threw it over her shoulders though. Even though she did not close the robe, it did keep me from watching her bare ass as we made out way to the couch in her living room. We sat down on the couch, almost facing one another, her right leg folded under her left knee on the couch while her left foot was still on the floor. This presented a totally unobstructed view of her pussy, spreading her outer lips just so and allowing her inner lips to spread slightly. Without thinking I mirrored her position, not noticing that she also had a full frontal nude view of me! And we were just inches apart. Then it hit me again…this is my Aunt Liz, my Mother’s older s****r, and she had just given me a hand job, and I was just inches from her naked body. Aunt Liz coughed up a slight laugh and stated, “it is finally dawning on you isn’t it? Not really that perverse Carl, through out history i****t has been the norm and not the exception up until a hundred years ago or so. Ever read Shakespeare, how about the Roman emperors, or even the aristocratic bl**dlines of today? Tell me the truth, have you ever jerked off fantasizing about fucking your Mother?” “ Well..no…I mean, er…well” her infectious smile and warm voice had disarmed me, “ I guess maybe I have”. “ You pretty much have admitted that you fantasize about fucking me, and I am her s****r” as she took my right hand and placed it on her ...