Applying Sunscreen on His Busty Aunt
Ryan Mitchel
"Okay, bye, honey," Mom said as she and my little sister were heading out the door to do some shopping.
"Bye, Mom," I said as I lay casually on the couch watching some Stranger Things. Season 1. I was bored. "Later Brits."
"Don't call me Brits!" my eighteen-year-old sister shouted and darted out the door.
Mom rolled her eyes and followed Britney outside. The door shut. My stomach roiled with nerves. Dad was still at work. I had the house to myself for hours. Summer vacation was in full effect, and I had nothing better to do. God, I was horny.
I mean, I was nineteen, so I always was horny. My cock tented the front of my loose shorts. A big and throbbing slab that needed to be attended. I wanted to watch some porn, but I was always terrified of doing it with Mom in the house. She didn't understand knocking. In fact, she didn't like my sister or me to have our bedroom doors closed.
She could be uptight about things. And she had a strict no-porn policy. Lucky me, I figured out how to bypass the locks they put on my laptop and phone so I could watch porn. When I was home alone.
I darted to the window, peering out the lacy curtains. Mom's silver Honda Accord backed out of the driveway. I sucked in a slow breath as I watched her back into the street and drive off. I waited for the count of a hundred. Just in case they came back.
Britney almost always forgot something, but... They didn't.
"Yes," I hissed and turned around. I darted for the stairs, taking them too at a time. I ripped off my tank top, almost knocking my glasses askew. I so wanted to get laid, but I was too shy with the girls. At least I had porn.
I burst into my bedroom and shoved down my shorts and boxers. I popped out hard. I jumped into bed and pulled my laptop onto a pillow so I could watch it. I opened up a private browser and went straight to PornHub.
There would be no trace that I had watched any porn. I covered my tracks well.
A step-mother/son video popped up. Now, I had no interest in my mother. I mean, she was my mom, but there was something hot about this step-mother porn. The idea that there were these slutty MILFs out there that were the opposite of my uptight mom had my dick hard.
I started it playing and grabbed my cock, stroking it. Then stopped. On the screen was a young guy doing the same thing. I really didn't want to see him jerking off. But then the door opened. He tried to shove his dick into his pants.
"Mom!" he gasped.
God, it was my worse nightmare, but the MILF who strode in wearing a tight-fitting salmon-pink sheath dress was nothing like my mother. She had a naughty gleam in her eyes, the fabric molding to her braless tits. They were big and soft, her nipples fat and hard. Her dress barely fell past her rump.
"Oh, sorry," she said, eyeing her son's cock. "Mmm, wow, you're really... hung."
"Mom!" the guy gasped again, still fumbling to shove his cock back into his pants, but he was too hard for that.
"Oh, my, I didn't mean to interrupt," she cooed, heading to his bed. The camera got a great down low shot of her ass. I could see her pussy. She was shaved and not wearing any panties, a gold ring piercing her clit. "Mmm, let me give you a hand with that big boy."
"What?" The son kept trying to put his cock away, but his Mom slipped onto the bed and grabbed it. I groaned and spanked it. "Mom, what are you doing? What about Dad?"
"Well, your dad isn't nearly as hung as you are," she purred and leaned her head down. She opened wide and suckled on his cock.
I grinned in delight, working my hand up and down my pole as I watched the mother sucking on her son's dick. He groaned in shock. Such pleasure shot over his face as he enjoyed his mother's blowjob.
"Mom," he groaned. "Oh, god, this can't be right, but..."
Her lips popped off. "Trust your mommy. She knows best."
"Yes, Mom," he groaned as she swallowed his cock again. "Shit. Oh, shit, that's good."
I bet it was. I wanted a girl to touch me so badly. I stroked my hand up and down my cock, getting into the scene. I wanted to last longer, but I knew I would be blowing my load so fast. I stroked as fast as I could as I watched the naughty mommy blowing her son.
He ran his hand through her blonde hair. He stroked her as she bobbed her head. Then she popped her mouth off and shoved down the front of her sheath dress. Her big, soft tits appeared, both her nipples pierced by silver barbells.
"Yes," I groaned at the sight of those heavenly mounds. A MILF's big tits.
"Mom," groaned the son as he reached out for his mother's tits.
"Mm, don't be shy," she cooed. "Just reach out and touch them.
He cupped them. He squeezed them. God, I wanted to squeeze a MILF's big boobs. Or just a girl my age. I didn't care. They could be small. I just wanted to massage a pair of tits once. I stroked my cock so fast, the pressure building and building at the tip. My toes curled.
The mom was kissing her son now. They were making out with such passion. Her hand stroked up and down his dick while he groped her tit. It was so hot watching the taboo action. My nuts tightened as I stroked my cock.
She broke the kiss and ducked her head back down to suck on his cock some more. His head threw back as he enjoyed the forbidden delight of his mother's mouth blowing his dick. God, I wanted a MILF to suck my dick. Not my mom, but... maybe my hot aunt.
That would beβ
DING-DONG!
"No," I groaned at the doorbell ringing through the house. I was so close to cumming, and now a spike a fear shot through me. I shuddered, holding my cock tight. Maybe it was just a package and they would go away.
The mom popped her mouth off her son's dick. "Mmm, you make Mommy so wet. See." She leaned back on the bed and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She spread her legs, her shaved cunt with her clit piercing dripping with her excitement. She had thick lips, swollen with her lust. "Mmm, see how wet Mommy is."
"Yeah," her son groaned as he leaned down. He nuzzled into her folds.