As a young man, I at all times found myself attracted to older women. I admired their sophistication, intelligence, and elegance. But there was one particular older woman that caught my eye – my Aunt Wendy. She was in her late 40s, with sultry curves and a captivating smile that could light up any room.
I had at all times been drawn to her, but it wasn’t until I was in my early 20s that I started to feel an intense sexual attraction to her. I knew it was wrong to feel this way, as she was my aunt, but I just couldn’t help myself. I started to notice the way her voluptuous figure swayed when she walked, how her breasts bounced with every step, and her full hips that curved out perfectly. It was like Aunt Wendy was inviting me to be seduced by her; and I couldn’t withstand.
One summer, she invited me to spend a week at her beach house. I eagerly accepted, knowing that I would have some alone time with her. The moment I arrived, she greeted me with a warm hug that nearly took my breath away. She was wearing a tight sundress that accentuated her sensual curves, and I could feel myself getting hard just being around her. I couldn’t believe that I was actually gonna spend an entire week alone with her.
That night, Aunt Wendy cooked us a romantic dinner and we shared a bottle of wine. I felt my body buzzing with excitement and anticipation, knowing that I was finally gonna act on my forbidden desires. As the night went on, we talked about life, love, and everything in between. I could feel her eyes on me, seductively inviting me into her world.
After dinner, we went for a walk on the beach. As we were walking, I took her hand, and she didn’t pull away. I felt my heart racing as I led her back to the house. When we got inside, Aunt Wendy poured us both another glass of wine and sat down next to me on the couch. I could feel the heat from her body, and I knew that I had to make a move.
I leaned in and kissed her softly. At first, she pulled away, but then she relaxed and let me kiss her again. As our lips met, I felt my body begin to shake with desire. Aunt Wendy started to run her hands over my chest and I let out a low moan. I could feel myself getting harder and harder, and I knew that I had to have her.
We made our way up to her bedroom, and that’s when I saw her seductive curves in all their glory. Her breasts were full and round, with rosy nipples that were begging to be played with. I couldn’t wait to explore every inch of her body.
As we undressed, the electricity between us was palpable. I could feel my heart beating so quickly that it could have burst out of my chest. Aunt Wendy stood before me, completely naked, her luscious curves on full display. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening.
She pulled me towards her, and we fell onto the bed. We kissed passionately, our hands roaming over each other’s bodies. She moaned softly as I kissed my way down her neck, trailing my tongue over her collarbone, and then finally over her breasts. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked it hard. She moaned louder, arching her back and thrusting her chest towards me. I could feel her hands in my hair, pulling me closer towards her luscious body.
I kissed my way down her stomach, feeling her body tremble beneath me. When I reached her thighs, I spread them aside and began licking her pussy. She let out a loud moan, and I licked her harder and faster. She writhed and arched her back, begging for more. I continued to pleasure her until she finally reached her orgasm, her body shaking with pleasure.
Afterwards, we continued to explore each other’s bodies, taking our time to savor every moment of pleasure. We had sex in a variety of positions, each one more passionate and intense than the last. I felt like I was living out a fantasy, and I never wanted it to end. It was like we were two lovers who had been aside for so long, finally reunited once again.
The next morning, we woke up wrapped in each other’s arms, both of us still slightly breathless from the night before. It was like we had finally given into the passion and forbidden love that we had both been feeling for so long. I knew that I would never forget that sultry week with my Aunt Wendy. It was a secret that we would take to our graves, but it was a memory that I would at all times cherish.