This tale follows up from the An Aunt I'd Like to Fuck series as Paul reconnects with the couple he and his aunt picked up at a club in the last story. Eva is very enthusiastic about getting Paul back into bed.
I had been back at university for almost a month and had settled down to a regular routine of classes, homework, sports and back to homework. All the while, I could still hardly believe what had happened to me just a few short weeks prior — on this very campus!
I recalled every moment with my aunt Suzanne who had fucked and sucked me in every imaginable way (and place). To this day I still masturbate to the memories.
Another thing that I recalled very fondly was the night Suzanne and I had picked up, or maybe it was the other way, an older couple at a club. Eva was ten years older than my aunt, and she about 20 more than me. Whatever their age, Eva and Ray were great lovers with whom we had had a fantastic night of lust, passion and yes, tons of cum.
I got to thinking that I should maybe get in touch with Eva now that I was back in town. She'd certainly encouraged me to do so. It was time. I made the call.
Ray answered the call and was pleasantly surprised to find out who was calling. Before I could get a word in, he'd already piped up, "Paul — I can't get Eva to stop talking about the fucking you gave her in our car on your last day! Are you coming around soon?"
Considering Ray had been pretty much out of it, drunk, the whole night we'd partied, he was sure up to date on what had happened around him, and the next day.
I played it a bit shy, saying I was back at school and thought we might all go for lunch or coffee. Of course, what I meant was "when can I fuck your wife again?"
"We'd love to see you again, Paul. How's this weekend for you?"
He explained that Eva was out of town but would be back in time for us to connect on Saturday afternoon. We made arrangements to meet at a downtown cafe we both liked. Then time passed... very slowly.
Three days felt like forever as I remembered Eva's amazing body and her skilled pussy. Eva had been a CFL cheerleader where she'd met Ray, a professional football player. He sure had good taste in women, that guy.
Eva was about my height of 5 foot, 10, but she wore heels that made her over six feet tall. And she had the body to suit. She had worn six-inch fuck me shoes and a short skirt that really showed off her athletic, muscular legs and thighs. But that was only half the story. Eva also had a spectacular chest where her chocolate-brown skin really shone.
Eva did not just have breasts. She had BREASTS! Her generous mounds and thick nipples had brought me pleasure I had never experienced before. Indeed, Eva fit my idea of a perfect, hot older woman. I only wished that we could reconnect for a little bit of fun.
By the time the weekend rolled around I was starting to get anxious. Sure, I have fucked this woman, had gotten a handjob and blowjob. I'd even come all over her, but had that been just a one-time thing? Eva had been so hot about my fucking my aunt and now there was just me. Would it be the same?
The doubts and questions kept me guessing until finally, the day came and I headed into town for our lunch date — and I hoped Ray would not be available. Nothing should get in my way, I thought.
I rode my motorcycle into town and parked outside the cafe. Eva, and Ray, were already seated at an outdoor table. Both were watching me very closely I thought. When I got to the table, Ray was first to stand up and shake my hand and give me a solid guy-hug. (The man was huge and still had muscles I could never even hope for, and hands the size of baseball mitts.)
Eva was wearing a very tight, slightly short leather skirt, the ever-present heels and a very tight fuzzy white sweater that showed off her generous chest, right down to the slight bulge of her nipples. She was sitting slightly turned to one side with her long dancer's legs crossed and showing the perfect amount of thigh. Lean, fit and muscular Eva's legs often came up in my fantasies. I had seen them at their best, unencumbered by all but a pair of stilettos.
With Ray sitting back down, Eva stood to give me a hug.
I had been unsure of the reception that I would get from these two, and I was especially anxious to impress Eva. I need not have worried. She gave me the full-body hug with arms around my shoulders and her chest pressed up against mine so that I could clearly feel their resilience and size. She even hugged with her hips, not quite grinding against me but certainly letting me know she was happy to see me.
Naturally, I could feel my own 'happiness' at feeling her against me. I don't think she noticed, but with Eva, I learned I could never be quite sure.
We had a lovely lunch, coffees and dessert and sat for almost two hours. I was surprised at how much we had in common. You have to remember, they were at least 30 years older than I was. They asked about how Suzanne was and whether I had been in touch (Ray winked as he asked that one). Eva was very disappointed to hear how Suzanne had never reconnected. She did understand I think, after I told them about the thank you card.
"She must have planned the week with you, Paul," commented Ray.
"Suzanne actually told me that before we parted," I replied.
Eva joined in telling me that she and Suzanne had talked about me while I slept between them. She mentioned that my aunt had the most wonderful things to say both about me, and about the fantastic sex she'd enjoyed.
I blushed. Eva smiled and added, "no need to blush — I agreed completely with her, my friend."
I blushed even more.
Ray asked me if I might like to visit them the next weekend. "You could come over Friday night and I'll cook up a big barbeque for us," he offered. "You can even have a few drinks and stay in our spare room so you don't have to drive."
I must have hesitated because Eva leaned over and with a hand on my knee, emphasized that she 'really' wanted me to visit.
There was little doubt I would accept.
It was a very long week. Each night, and some mornings, I whipped out my cock and masturbated with Eva in my mind's eye. That fabulous milk chocolate body and the perfectly shaved pussy. I even thought back to my aunt slowly taking Ray's very thick cock into her cunt (as I helped, even!)
The day finally came for me to head over to Ray and Eva's. I had no problem getting there as their home was just off a main road, though very private behind fences and thick hedges.
I rang the bell. What would Eva look like today? Ray answered the door dressed in loose-fitting sweats and sneakers. This was entirely the opposite of what I had expected, and even farther from what I had hoped.
"Come on in Paul. Eva's out back by the pool."
This was already getting better. I followed him as he led me through the house. When we came to be huge family room I saw that the French doors were open and the pool was only a few yards away. But no Eva.
Ray offered me a beer then disappeared inside for something or other. He just told me to grab a seat and relax until he got back. I was confused. Here I was, anticipating my black lover in 'pool wear' but here I sat all alone.
It took almost 20 minutes before I noticed some movement. The door to the poolside cabana slowly opened. With a very relaxed and easy manner, Eva stepped out and walked towards me. She was wearing what might have been the most perfect bathing suit.
As she stepped forward I saw the a miniscule bikini bottom held in place by thin strings around her waist. As she got closer I was reminded that Eva shaved everything; and I could see where the cloth had pulled between her labia forming a delicious camel-toe.
I could not take my eyes off her body, and she knew it, too. She slowed down even more as she got closer. She asked, "I can tell you love what you see, but what about my boobs?"
It had not registered that Eva was not even wearing a top. I was so mesmerized by her legs and pussy that I had missed her tits — and I am a tit-man, I tell you.
