Aunty Marion Drops A Bombshell - Sex Stories

Aunty Marion Drops A Bombshell

... I'd heard. At the end of the meal, Wendy said she was going out, and I helped Aunty Marion clear up. I watched some TV in my room, and, then, I heard Aunty Marion go to bed. I decided to go and see Aunty Marion, so I crossed the landing and knocked on her door.

When she told me to come in, I found her in bed. I sat on the edge of her bed and started to ask her about Mum and the swinging of fifty years previous. She lifted the sheets and asked me to join her. She was naked in bed. I stripped off quickly and joined her on the bed, my erection already proud in anticipation.

Aunty Marion talked about going to bed with her sister and her husband, and she told me that neither of them felt any embarrassment. She would be fucked by my Dad, and then the two sisters would bring themselves off together. She talked about how wet my Mum would get as Aunty Marion went down on her and my poor cock was getting harder and harder, and I knew I daren't touch it or it would explode!

So, as Aunty Marion kept talking about the past, about swinging, and about my Parents, I reached over and started to touch Aunty Marion. Her figure was so similar to her daughter, and I really wanted to see them both in bed with me. Her pussy was covered by a grey mass of hair, not as thick as that of her daughter, but still really beautiful. I went down on my Aunt's pussy and she responded to my tongue. Her clitoris was quite pronounced, and when I gave that some attention, she really moaned. I tried ...

... to get some fingers inside her, but she was really dry, even throughout the moaning. She told me there was some KY jelly in her bedside drawer.

I opened the drawer to find a huge black dildo, a purple vibrator, and an anal stimulator. Naughty Aunty Marion, I thought, but I was so horny there wasn't time to think of anything else. I squeezed a couple of drops of the jelly onto my penis, and very, very carefully, I rubbed it all over my penis. The last thing I wanted was to spoil the moment through overzealous self-pleasure!

Aunty Marion came to the edge of the bed, with her legs over the sides of the bed and touching the floor. She put a pillow under her lower back, and this lifted her torso slightly towards me. I fucked her standing up. The jelly on my penis meant I entered her easily, and the lack of friction helped with not cumming too fast. I looked down at this beautiful lady and enjoyed the look on her face as I entered her.

Obviously, she is my Mother's sister, and although they're not identical, I can see they're related, and a couple of times I looked down and saw a glimpse of more of my Mum than I was expecting to see. The mind plays tricks on you at times, and this wasn't helped by Aunty Marion talking about sex parties with my Mum and Dad in the seventies. It didn't put me off, though, which was a little weird!

After a couple of minutes, Aunty Marion wanted to change positions. I was grateful because position changes weren't fast, and the break in my ...