As I walked through the door of my Aunt Karen’s house, I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. I hadn’t seen her in years, and I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. But as soon as I saw her, all my fears were put to rest.
Karen was stunning, with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a curvy figure that was just begging to be explored. She had all the time been one of my favorite relatives, and I couldn’t wait to catch up with her.
We spent the afternoon chatting and laughing, reminiscing about old times and catching up on everything that had happened in our lives since we had last seen each other. But as the night wore on and the drinks kept flowing, things started to take a turn.
As Karen got tipsier, she started to get a little flirty. It started with innocent touches on my arm or shoulder, but soon she was leaning in close and whispering in my ear. Her breath was hot against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
At first, I wasn’t sure how to react. I had all the time wondered of Karen as just an aunt, but now she was acting like something more. But as her hand started to drift down my thigh, I realized that this was something I had secretly been craving for a long time.
As we moved into the living room, Karen led me over to the couch and straddled my lap, her hand roaming over my chest and stomach. I could feel her warmth through my pants, and I groaned as she leaned in to kiss me.
Her lips were soft and full, and her tongue was a skilled dancer as it explored my mouth. My hands reached up to cup her breasts, squeezing them gently as she moaned against my mouth. With a gasp, Karen pulled away, standing up and taking my hand.
“Come on,” she said, “let’s go upstairs.”
I followed her up the stairs, my heart pounding with anticipation. As we reached her bedroom, Karen turned to face me, a wicked smile playing across her lips.
“Are you ready for this?” she asked, her voice husky with desire.
I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. My body was tingling with need, and I could feel my pants getting tighter with every passing second. Karen laughed, reaching down to undo my belt and zipper.
As she pulled my pants down around my ankles, her eyes widened at the sight of my fully erect cock. Without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around me, taking me deep into her mouth. Her tongue worked wonders as she sucked and licked, and I could feel my orgasm building quickly.
But just as I was about to come, Karen pulled away, grinning up at me. “Not yet,” she whispered, trailing her fingers down my chest.
With a mischievous grin, she led me over to the bed, pushing me down onto my back. Climbing on top of me, she straddled my hips once again, teasing me with her body. I could feel her heat against my skin, and I reached up to grab her breasts, squeezing them tightly.
Karen moaned in pleasure, rocking her hips back and forth as I fondled her chest. Her hands ran down my body, tracing patterns on my skin as she leaned in to kiss me again.
As our tongues danced together, I could feel her fingers moving lower and lower, until they reached my cock once again. Her touch was light at first, but it quickly became more urgent as she stroked me with increasing speed.
I was panting with desire now, my hips bucking up against her hand as she drove me closer and closer to the edge. With a final, guttural moan, I came, spilling my seed all over her hand.
Karen didn’t stop there, though. As I lay there gasping for air, she climbed off me and straddled my face, forcing me to lick her pussy. I could taste her wetness on my tongue, and I eagerly ate her out, trying to bring her to orgasm.
It didn’t take long. With a final gasp of pleasure, Karen came, shuddering against my face. As she collapsed on top of me, I could feel her hot breath against my neck, and I knew that this was just the beginning of our forbidden heat.