Aunt Sadie's Secret

After that, while I was still gasping with pleasure, my aunt let go of my dick and, as she licked the cum off her lips, she sprawled back into the sofa and hauled her underwear aside to reveal her smooth hairless vulva. I gawked and stroked my cock, awed by the sight of those loose floppy folds, the labia just like I'd pictured in my fantasy sessions, her clit pink and swollen as she rubbed and fingered herself.

"God, I'm covered," Aunt Sadie groaned.

She smeared spunk over her breasts, two fingers inside her body up to the knuckles.

"You came on my face, you horrid beast," Aunt Sadie said.

Then she blurted a laugh to take the sting out of the rebuke, pussy squelching around her fingers as she worked herself towards a violent, juddering climax which had her writhing and gasping, her glazed eyes set on me as she called me filthy names and she told me in the crudest of terms how it felt to come on her fingers.

I watched, awed by the way her breasts jiggled and rolled as my aunt gazed at me through eyes which lost their focus, the lids flickering as she went wall-eyed and the spasms hit.

"There, you've watched me come," Aunt Sadie said when it was over.

She was still in the sofa, laid out in an inelegant sprawl, breasts heaving as she sucked in air, knickers aside so her labia pouted and I could see the scarlet, glistening gape.

"You can't ever tell," Aunt Sadie added after a full minute. She heaved upright, boobs swinging as she sat up. My aunt looked down and saw rivulets of cum slipping over her skin. "Shit," she said, eyes coming to me. "Give me your shirt!"

She yelled at me to hurry when I stood there and gawped, the shout prompting me to haul my tee-shirt over my head.

"God, you came in my hair," Aunt Sadie added. She examined her hand after touching the spunk I'd shot just above her eat. "You filthy beast."

"I didn't get any on the sofa," I said.

She laughed and rolled her eyes while dabbing at herself with my tee-shirt.

Then, after bunching the shirt not a ball, my aunt looked at me.

"You have to understand how serious this is, Aaron," she said.

"I do," I told her, realising my dick was hanging loose.

"I mean it," Aunt Sadie said as I pulled up my jeans.

"I know," I said.

My aunt stood up. She came to me and put her hands on my shoulders, eyes holding my gaze.

"Do you? I mean, truly. What just happened..." Aunt Sadie paused and pulled a face. Then she let out a sigh as she shrugged. "We shouldn't have done that, Aaron. It was too intimate. Too personal. It was so far over the line..."

I felt emotions rise inside me when I looked at her face and saw her concern. I wanted to reassure her, to tell her it was all right and that I got how huge it was. She smiled when my hands went to her waist.

"Aunt Sadie, it's all right," I said.

I could feel my cock reacting when Aunt Sadie smiled and she moved in close.

"You're a gorgeous young man," she purred. "Kiss me again."

I did, that time in a tender more loving way. The heat had gone out of the air between us. The passion had cooled which meant there was emotion in the kiss. It was an expression of love, not just desperate need but, as the kiss rolled in and my hands started to wander, desire for her body flared inside me again.

"God, Aaron, what are we doing?"

We were standing with my hands down on her hips after I'd reached around to squeeze her buttocks. Her hands were still on my shoulders, her eyes full of the question.

"I dunno," I said. "It's like a dream."

We stared at one a other for a few seconds before we both moved at the same time to resume the kissing. She moaned and pressed against me while I went for her bottom again. I kneaded the globes of my own aunt's buttocks, squeezing as my fingers slid closer and closer towards her pussy. Aunt Sadie gasped when, after one last clasp at her flesh, my fingers found the moist heat of her sex, labia slick as she wriggled and murmured I was going too far.

But, when I went to let her go, my aunt clasped me to her and sighed, "No, don't stop. Touch me there if you want to. I've given up fighting it, Aaron. If you want to touch me there, you go ahead."

I explored my aunt's intimate folds as we kissed and moaned and hugged. I teased her clit and even dabbed the tip of a forefinger against her sphincter, an action which made he tense and then chuckle.

"I think I'm going to ask you to lick my pussy," Aunt Sadie whispered against my ear.

I slid a finger into her opening, fingering her from the front as she shifted her feet to make it easier for me.

We kissed with more heat as desire returned. I was hard for her already, my hands all over her body while my aunt moaned and kissed and squirmed.

"Let's go to bed," Aunt Sadie said as she grabbed at my wrist. "I want us to sleep together," she added. "You can stay with me in my bed. I want to feel you with me tonight."

"I wanna fuck you," I growled, hot with need.

"Okay. All right. I'll let you fuck me."

The shock of excitement was a visceral squeeze.

"But we're going to make love as well. It's not going to be you heaving away on top of me 'til you come. I want romance, too."

Euphoric, I nodded.

"Whatever you say. I just can't believe--"

"But it's incest, Aaron. You must understand how serious it would be for both of us if it ever got out."

My aunt was looking at me with an intensity I'd never seen in her expression before.

"People wouldn't understand. We'd be judged. Hated."

"Okay, I won't ever tell," I said. It was starting to piss me off -- all the warnings and her intensity.

"You can't. You mustn't."

"All right," I said, keeping the anger inside,

Aunt Sadie took a pace back as she stared at my face. Then she looked down across her bare front before she smiled at me with shyness in her eyes.

"God, you sure you really want to sleep with an old bag like me?"

I nodded and hauled out my cock.

"Oh my," Aunt Sadie gasped.

"See?" I said.

"You're eighteen, I'm fifty-three. Surely you'd rather be with a tight girl? I'm all saggy and old."

I grabbed her and kissed her.

"You're so fucking sexy," I said.

My aunt chuckled again.

"Okay, so, let's go upstairs." She flicked a look towards the ceiling. "Let's go to bed."

#

There was no shyness or embarrassment between us. Fired up for my aunt's ripe body, I had no inhibitions when it came to climbing onto her bed. I'd followed her hip-swaying rump as Aunt Sadie climbed the stairs. Her bottom jiggled as she went, the sexiness of it tempting me to swat at her buttock, the slap bringing a yelp and a blurt of laughter from her.

"Cheeky sod," Aunt Sadie said as she glanced back over one shoulder.

Then she'd led me along the hallway, pausing at the doorway to her bedroom as she kicked off her shoes.

"Been in here before, haven't you, Aaron," Aunt Sadie said with a smirk. She hooked he thumbs into the waist of her knickers and shrugged them down to her knees. "Sneaking around, perving at my personal things."

Guilt flashed through me while my aunt let her underwear drop to her feet.

"Sorry," I said.

Aunt Sadie sighed and gave me the schoolteacher look, fists on her hips. I looked at her and thought she was magnificent in her nudity.

"You have no fucking idea how filthy I am," she said with a grin and a lascivious wink. "Take your clothes off," Aunt Sadie added. "We're going to bed."

I stripped with hasty eagerness as Aunt Sadie walked further into the room. I wondered what she meant by the lewd comment, mind spinning with possibilities when, nude, I followed her to the big King-size bed.

"Mm, I love kissing," Aunt Sadie purred after a few seconds of it. We were standing, facing each other, my hands on her hips while she held my cock with an underhand grip, the length of it over her wrist and forearm, her fingers clasping the root. "It's so intimate," my aunt continued before we kissed some more.

She moaned and pressed in close until the kiss broke and she went to the bed. I followed, climbing aboard as my aunt settled against two pillows she had under her shoulders, torso angled as her legs fell wide apart at the knees.

"Come and give me a kiss," Aunt Sadie breathed. "No, here," she said when I moved to her mouth. She splayed her folds and pinned them back with the tips of her fingers. "Kiss my pussy," she muttered, gasping as she diddled her bean.

I gulped, awed by the sight of her scarlet elasticity at her glistening core. My head was full of wonder when I went down onto my front, attention set on the ugly beauty of her pee hole and the part of her body which had birthed both my cousins, Jerome and Paul. My cousins were four and five years older than me. Jerome was a doctor in the army while his brother Paul was assistant manager at a haulage company. I didn't know them very well because they were always just out of reach due to our difference in age. I remembered games from when I was young, but there was nothing between us. No common experiences because I was so much younger than them.

"Lick it," I heard my aunt sigh as she moved around on the bed. "My clit, Aaron," she gasped. "Kiss it and lick my cunt."

The shock of her using that word squeezed my guts.

"Lick me," Aunt Sadie urged. "Stop fucking about. I want you to get busy with that wonderful, talented tongue."

I shoved a hand down so I could squeeze my dick while I stared at my aunt's intimate places.

"I don't believe this is happening," I said.

"It is," Aunt Sadie put in with an impatient tone. "Or at least it would be if you just got on with it."

A moment later my aunt let out a gasp and a throaty chuckle.

"Fuck yes," she sighed, her essence on my tongue. "That's it, darling. Kiss my pussy. Make her purr."

It thrilled me to hear her say it. I'd never heard my aunt let loose with explicit language before -- and why would I after all? -- but to listen to it pouring forth made the surreal experience even more wild and crazy-weird.

"That's it," Aunt Sadie enthused when I teased her opening with a finger. "Lick my clit, finger my cunt."

I paused and looked up over Aunt Sadie's bald mound.

"Say that again," I said.

"Say what?"

"Cunt," I said.

My aunt let out that dark little chuckle.

"You like that?" she asked.

"It sounds so bad coming from you."

"That's because you've never licked me there before. It's not a word I use in everyday talk, but it fits when I'm aroused. I'll probably give you a few more surprises."

"Like what?"

"Never mind. Not now."

My aunt levered forward and cupped my chin with one hand.

"Just lick my cunt," she said, deliberately emphasising the word. "Make me feel good, Aaron. Then we'll talk about me letting you fuck me."

She was staring right into my eyes, gaze boring through to my soul as she delivered the f-word. After she said it, Aunt Sadie grinned and nodded towards her pubis.

"Go on," she said with her smirk. "Get busy with that tongue. No more talking. I just want you to try your hardest and see if you can make me come."

"You're amazing," I breathed.

"Shut up and kiss it!"

My aunt pushed my face towards her vulva as she reclined, legs spreading to their widest extent. She held herself open and moaned when she diddled her bean.

I paused for a second or two, soaking up the detail of my aunt's meaty folds before I ducked in and got to work on her clit. It went on for a few minutes. I sucked and licked and slobbered and lapped. I went at my aunt as she gasped and moaned instructions to me. Her pussy felt slick on my tongue, the skin elastic when I probed a finger into her body, a second digit following in when Aunt Sadie corkscrewed against the invader.

"Turn your fingers around," she gasped. "Rub me in there. You'll feel the spot. You'll know when you've got it."

I didn't have a clue about what she was talking about. I moved my fingers inside her body, the walls spongy yet firm as I explored my aunt's pussy. Then it happened. I heard her squeak as her body convulsed, my fingertips finding a rough little patch. It was a difficult place to find, almost at the extent of my reach on what would be the ceiling of her tunnel. I felt it at the same time Aunt Sadie let out the squeak and, curious about the effect, rubbed her there again.

She went crazy when I focussed attention on that place inside her. My aunt let out a gasp and grabbed at my wrist.

"Yes, that's it! Right there!" she yelped.

When I looked at her face I saw the cords in her neck were stuck out as stark as knife blades, her teeth clenched while she stared at me with a weird expression like she wanted to bite me.

"Don't fucking stop," Aunt Sadie squealed. "Keep rubbing me there. God, Aaron," she said on a moan, "don't you fucking dare stop doing that to me!"

Fascinated as well as astounded and aroused, I went up onto my knees to make it easier to get my fingers inside her. I needed the angle to give her the pleasure she wanted as I I worked at that patch, absorbed by my aunt's vehement response as she squealed and groaned and made a fuss.

"I'll piss cum," she informed me through a stare of agonised ecstasy. The words came out gurgled and strained between her teeth, her hand clamped to my wrist so hard I knew she'd leave bruises.

"Rub it! Finger my cunt! Oh fuck, oh God, Aaron, my darling, I'll come! Don't stop! Please, I beg you, don't fucking stop!"

By then I was working three stiff fingers in-and-out of her cunt. It was what she told me to do as she writhed and clawed in a frenzy of agitation, her face flushed with the effort until she let out one huge sob and her eyes went wide.

"Oh, my, fucking, God..." Aunt Sadie said as she stared at me for a couple of beats. "Baby..." she murmured.

And then, after a pause, all hell let loose.

#

"I almost squirted," she said.

My aunt was lying on the bed in an ungainly sprawl. It shocked me to see her that way: uncaring about how she exhibited her body, labia pouting as she lay with her legs wide open and a sly look on her face.

"I would've made a mess of the bed," Aunt Sadie informed me. She chuckled and levered upright, an action which took my eyes to her swaying boobs while she reached out for me with both arms.

"Come on down her and kiss me," she said with a grin. "Let's have a cuddle."

I moved from where I was kneeling alongside her to where she could wrap her arms around me and pull me in close. We eased down to the bed, with me supporting us both on one straight arm until my aunt had settled on her back and I was on my elbows, her boobs compressed between our bodies.

She smiled up at me, expression tender and soft.

Her tone reflected the look on her face when she said, "Didn't think your old Aunt Sadie was such a mucky tart I'll bet, Aaron."

She lifted herself up to kiss my mouth, her tongue slipping past my teeth. My aunt slowed me down when I went for the kiss. I was eager for her again. My cock was hard and I was getting desperate to put it inside her.

"No," Aunt Sadie breathed. "Don't get all randy and carried away. I want to talk to you a little bit."

It was frustrating for me but I held the urgency back and shifted on my elbows so I could look at her face.

She said, "Well, you know you said you wanted to fuck me..."

Excitement surged in the pit of my stomach like it was Christmas when I was small.

"Uh-huh."

"We need to be clear about how we're going to be around each other if I let you do it."

"It'll be fine," I said in an eager rush.

My aunt grinned and rolled her eyes.

"Typical man, you'll say anything to get your cock inside me."

"No, I mean it, Aunt Sadie!"

I was worried and anxious she was going to take it away.

She nodded quickly as she smiled.

"It's incest, Aaron. You know what that means?"

"Of course," I said, irked because we were having the same conversation again.

"Well, it's a big deal out there." My aunt pointed towards the window and the wider world beyond the glass. "I told you, people wouldn't understand. We'd be hated, especially me. They'd say I seduced you. This is my home. I'd have to leave. I need you to understand the importance of keeping the secret."

"I understand, Aunt Sadie. I really do. I get it."

"And what happens after?"

Puzzled, I asked, "What?"

"Is it just a casual fuck? A one-night stand? Or would you keep wanting more?"

Despite my need and eagerness to get into my aunt and experience her body, what she said did make me pause.

"I ... I dunno," I said. "What about you?"

Through a smile which made my cock pulse, Aunt Sadie said, "Oh, I'd probably want us to fuck all the time. You probably don't know this about me, but I've got a voracious appetite for sex. Especially if it's going to be with a younger, good-looking chap like you."

I groaned as my body responded.

"Please, Aunt Sadie..."

"And what about after you finish at uni? What happens then? Do we have an affair? Would we be a couple? Would I be your girlfriend? If so, are we monogamous or do you see girls your own age? Then, what if you get into a serious relationship with a girl? Say you want to get married--"

"Aunt Sadie, I--"

"No," she said, cutting me off. "I'm trying to make you see this isn't just a fuck between two people. This is serious. Even if it was just a fuck and we never did it again, we have to live with it. You'll get a girlfriend, Aaron, that's inevitable. You'll share intimacies, little stories, and you'll be tempted to tell her everything. You might think she'd understand, and who knows, maybe she would, but if she didn't..."

I could feel my erection waning. What my aunt was saying was cooling my ardour and I sighed and muttered a curse as I rolled off her body.

"Shit," I snarled as I lay on my back alongside my aunt.

I had my forearm over my eyes but felt the bed move as my aunt shifted onto her side.

"See?" she said.

I moved my arm when I felt her hand on my thigh.

"You're saying we can't do it," I said.

It came out all pouty and petulant, which made my aunt chuckle.

"You sound like a spoiled brat," she said before she moved in to kiss my cheek.

Then she shifted up and moved over my body, breasts compressing when she leaned in to kiss my mouth and her hand went to my cock.

I moaned as my erection surged bold and strong.

"I'm not saying we can't," Aunt Sadie murmured. "I'm just saying you need to realise it's very important that we keep the secret." She paused and gazed at me before she finished with, "Forever."

"I want to do it," I said as her fist caressed my length.

"I bet you do," my aunt replied.

As she said it she was going up onto her knees. My hands went straight to her breasts as they hung and swayed.

"I love your big tits," I said on a groan of desire.

"They've always had a lot of attention," Aunt Sadie said. She was straddling me by then, my cock sticking up between us, the keel of it against her pussy. "A lot of men like big boobs," she added, hefting them with her hands. "Even younger men like you. I'm surprised how randy and excited men in their late-teens and twenties fancy an old woman like me."

I pushed her hands away from her boobs so I could squeeze them myself.

"You're just gorgeous," I gasped, desperate again.

"And you're just randy."

Suddenly, despite the truth of what she'd said, it was important to me that my aunt knew I was sincere in my compliments. Regardless of her self-deprecation about her body, which wasn't as tight and toned as a girl my own age, I was still enflamed with desire for her and I wanted Aunt Sadie to know. It wasn't all down to her physical appeal and her big boobs; I thought my aunt was attractive on a deeper level than aesthetics alone. She was bold and confident and she didn't take shit. I enjoyed her company. Even before the possibility loomed of sex with my aunt she was always fun to be around. She had a wicked sense of humour and was quick to laugh. Her prettiness and sexual appeal were elements which drew me to my aunt in a carnal sense, but she was the whole package and, regardless of age, I think I was already halfway in romantic love with her.