Aunt Meg got silent again. It seemed like she got lost in her memories. I decided to hold her hand. She snapped out of her lost gaze when she felt my touch.
"Like I said Anthony, my story is complicated and it's not something I want to talk about right now."
"Ok Aunt Meg. I will respect your privacy."
"I have one more question."
"What is it?"
"If you prefer women, why do you sleep with me?"
"I didn't expect to sleep with you Anthony. What we are doing is incestuos and we should stop, but deep down, I don't want to stop. I love being with you."
"I don't want it to stop either." I said, almost depressed at the idea that one day, we may have to end our sexual relationship.
Aunt Meg stopped and faced me. She leaned in and kissed me. We had walked for several minutes and we were about a mile from the road, up along the river bank. There was no one around. I wrapped my arms around her and slipped my tongue inside her mouth. Aunt Meg's tongue reciprocated. I realized Aunt Meg never truly answered my question about why she chose to be with me if she preferred women, but things got hot very quickly and the thought disappeared from my mind.
Aunt Meg put her hands on the back of my head as we made out and my hands slipped down her back, onto her firm, round ass. I pulled her into me and my hard penis pressed into her pelvis. She slipped her left thigh in between my legs and wiggled her hips so that her thigh slide over my cock several times.
"Come with me Anthony." Aunt Meg said as she took my hand and led me off to the side.
We found a bench, tucked between a large rock and some trees. She pushed me down, onto the bench, squatted down in front of me and unbuttoned my cargo shorts and unzipped my fly. She slipped her hand inside my shorts and gripped my girth with her right hand.
"Looks like your friend here wants to come out and play."
"He does. But only if he has someone to play with." I flirted.
"Does he want to play with me?" She asked.
"Why don't you take him out and ask him?"
Aunt Meg pulled her hand out of my shorts and I stood up in front of her. She pulled down my shorts and boxer briefs, releasing my swollen prick.
"Do you want to play with me?" She asked my penis.
I pushed my pelvis toward her face, fighting my urge to laugh at her question. She opened her mouth and slipped my helmet into her mouth. I felt her tongue swirl around the entire surface area of my mushroom. My knees almost buckled from the sensation she made me feel. I put both my hands on the back of her head and looked down at her while her tongue massaged the tip of my cock. She looked up at me with her incredible blue eyes. Her sunglasses rested on top of her head, a strand of her strawberry blonde hair fell over her face as she fondled my penis head with her tongue.
"You are the sexiest woman I know Aunt Meg."
She smiled at me with my cock in her mouth. She lowered her eyes and swallowed the length of my stem. My aunt was the only woman to ever deep throat me. She kept me in the back of her throat while her tongue slipped out of her mouth and licked my balls, just below the base of my hard on. After a few moments of tongue lashing my balls, she regurgitated my cock and released my dick from her mouth. A long strand of saliva extended from the tip of my penis to her lips. She ran her thumb and index finger over my penis head and pulled off the saliva. She looked up and lifted her hand above her face. Then she opened her mouth and sucked in the saliva strand. She slipped her index finger into her mouth and sucked hard, while she looked up at me. It was the sexiest, most seductive look I had seen on her face yet. She gripped my cock with her left hand and swallowed me whole once again. I had to pull myself away from her to keep from cumming in her mouth. I grabbed her by her hands and turned her around, so that she faced the bench. She bent over at the waist and placed her hands on the metal seat in front of her. I squatted down and lifted her skirt up, over her hips. The fabric rested on her lower back, exposing a thin, black thong that disappeared in between her ass cheeks. I grabbed the sides of her thong and pulled them down to her ankles. I spread her ass and licked her hairy rectum. I loved how her pubic hair felt in my mouth. I sucked on the long strands of strawberry blonde, pubic hair and ran my tongue over them. I made sure to slip my right index finger inside her pussy lips while I licked her asshole. My finger became saturated from her juices the instant I touched her. I slipped my middle finger into the folds of her outer labia and spread my two fingers apart so that her pussy lips opened, exposing the entrance to her vagina. I slid my tongue down from her asshole, over her pink slit and then slid my tongue back up to her anus. Aunt Meg let out a little sigh. Rather than slipping my tongue back down again, I inserted my two fingers inside her. She gasped and lunged forward. I almost fell over, trying to keep my tongue in her ass. I had the pads of my finger tips facing down inside her. I started to press down and release, over and over, inside her inner wall. I knew I was working her G-spot because Aunt Meg started to moan loudly. It didn't take long before Aunt Meg climaxed. The spongy tissue inside her vaginal wall tightened and then a wall of liquid erupted from her hole. It ran down her inner thighs, all over her thong. I continued to finger her g-spot and her body convulsed. Her knees gave out and she dropped to the ground. My tongue slipped out of her asshole, but I managed to keep my fingers inside her, pressing and releasing over and over.
"Fuck me Anthony!" She exclaimed, restraining herself from screaming too loud so that no one would hear her.
Another wave of her ejaculate came out of her. I pulled my fingers out and spread her ass cheeks. I saw her vaginal opening and rectum expand and contract, as it spasmed on it's own from the orgasm she was having. More fluid rushed out of her and shot backwards, spraying my shirt. I was soaked in my Aunt's cum. I stood up and squatted a bit, to line up my cock with her slit. I pressed my mushroom against her gap and pressed forward.
"Oh god!" She groaned as I pentrated her and started pumping. She got off her knees and stood up. Her waist was bent and her hands supported her weight on the bench. I stood upright and continued fucking her for several minutes. Little spurts of her fluids exited her muffin and ran down both our inner thighs. I pounded her for several more minutes before she stood upright and turned to face me.
"Sit on the bench." She commanded.
I did as I was told. She stepped out of her wet panties and kicked them off to the side. She bent over, put her hands on my knees and pushed them apart. Then she turned around and squatted over me. I lifted her skirt to see what she was doing. She reached in between her legs with her left hand and gripped my swollen cock. She held it in place and guided me inside her pussy. She took my entire length inside her hot, wet tunnel and started bouncing up and down on my stem. She grabbed the sides of her button down shirt and pulled the two ends apart, causing the buttons to fly off the material. I let go of her skirt, pulled off her shirt and then slipped my hands up, inside her yellow tanktop. She leaned back so that her back rested on my chest and she started grinding my manhood. My hands moved up, over her braless chest and pinched both her hard nipples while I kneaded her breasts like a baker kneads dough. I leaned my face onto the side of her head sucked on her left ear lobe. I licked and sucked gently, careful not to accidentally suck off and swallow her diamond stud earring. This took her over the top. She leaned forward and started pounding her own pussy with my cock, as hard and fast as she could.
"Yea Lady! Fuck that cock!"
Aunt Meg stopped bouncing on my dick and I sat back, scared by the voice of a man we didn't recognize. We saw two guys out on the river in a canoe. They must have been paddling by and noticed us fucking. We were both ready to get our clothes back on and make a run for it.
"Awe. Don't stop. Fuck the shit out of that lucky bastard!" The other guy yelled.
Aunt Meg looked over her shoulder at me. She had a wicked look in her eye.
"You want to keep going Anthony?" She asked.
I was nervous about getting caught, but seeing how Aunt Meg was ok with putting on a show for these guys got me pretty excited. My heart pounded in my chest with both fear and excitement.
"Let's give them what they want." I said as I slid back on the bench until my ass was off the seat.
Aunt Meg looked up at the guys and put her right index finger up to her lips, signaling for them to be quiet. Then she put both her hands on either side of my thighs and started bouncing up and down on my meat. I positioned myself so I could thrust up, into her pussy as she slammed her ass down on my pelvis. I lifted up her skirt and pressed the fabric against her waist with my hands so that the two men could see my penis jackhammer per pussy. I saw both guys paddle closer to the edge of the river. Aunt Meg stopped fucking me and put up her left hand, signaling for them to stop and not come any closer. They did as instructed and Aunt Meg continued fucking me. We fucked for several minutes in this position. Aunt Meg and I were both sweating and breathing heavy from our long workout.
"Put me up against that rock and fuck my pussy." She said to me.
We both stood up and walked over to the rock. She took off her tank top, exposing her milky white breasts to our audience. Both guys started paddling toward the river's edge again, but in the opposite direction from where we were, indicating they wanted to reposition themselves to get a better view. They were at least 50 feet away from us. We watched them to make sure they didn't come in our direction. When they found a spot they were happy with, they stopped paddling. Aunt Meg walked over to the large rock and turned her back. She leaned back and lifted her skirt for me, flashing me the patch of strawberry blond pubic hair above her clit. She lifted her right leg as I stepped into her and I slipped my left hand under her thigh. Once I had a firm hold, she did the same with her left leg. I supported her lower body while her back pressed into the rock. She lowered her hand in between her legs and guided my penis to her pussy. Once I felt the softness of her slit, I thrust forward and started pounding her womanhood. We heard the two guys mumbling and laughing behind us. Aunt Meg looked over my shoulder to keep an eye on them.
"One of the guys is standing up in the canoe." She whispered into my left ear.
