If you want to know why I am fucking my aunt, you might want to read the original storyā¦
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It had been a while since I had paid a visit to my Aunt Margaret. It wasnāt that I didnāt want to, it was just that things just kept getting in the way of my getting enough time to spend quality time getting my pipes cleaned. By this time, I was the cock of the walk. I had bedded two women over 40 years old, and who needed the young chicks? Thus the need to clean my pipes. As it turned out later in my life, I would go the opposite way, opting for women younger than me as a rule.
It had been about 3 weeks since I had visited Aunt Margaret and I found myself wanting her more and more. I felt like a real man when I was with her. She appreciated that I was learning how to please her and make her feel good. One hot summer afternoon, I found myself with a few hours to kill and a raging hormone imbalance, so I decided to make my way over to my Auntās house. As usual, I went through the back yards and made my way to her back door. It was symbolic in a way that I was going in the back door, because the last time we were together she hinted we were going to try anal the next time we got together.
I wasnāt too sure how that worked, having never even discussed it with my buddies or knew much about it. In any event, I went in the back door and quietly walked in the first floor of the house. I called her name, but didnāt get an answer, so I decided she wasnāt home and started to go toward the back door, when I heard something upstairs. As I stopped and listened, I recognized a manās voice coming from upstairs somewhere. This piqued my interest and I listened to hear what was being said. I heard āsuck it Margeā¦suck it goodā. Then I heard what was my auntās muffled response. Then I heard him say āGodā¦thatās greatā¦.I want to pound your pussyā. By now I am hard as a rock, because I am hearing my aunt getting ready to fuck some guy.
I took off my shoes and tiptoed up the stairs. Unfortunately a few of the steps squeaked, so I was afraid they would hear me. I noticed that the bedroom door was open fully, so I had to stay on the stairs and watch from there, lest they see me passing their door. I watched in awe as the cop who had given me a break began to mount my aunt and pound his very large cock (compared to mine) into her gaping pussy. He didnāt last long and came with a loud gasp accompanied by her moaning āpump me baby, give it to me hardā.