My Aunt Never Gave Me a Chance

I woke early the next morning. Aunt Dee's golden hair was spread across my chest. Her left arm and leg were draped over me, and her breathing was deep and peaceful. I knew I should be feeling some guilt over cheating on my wife -- and about having the most intense sexual experience of my life with my aunt -- but no. All I felt was excitement. I had fucked my dream woman and felt her cum on me several times. If it were never to happen again, I would be happy and reflect on it for the rest of my life. Of course, it wasn't over; we had the rest of the week there together.

I was getting even more excited at the thought of that, but decided to let Dee sleep. I carefully slid out from under her, put on a pair of shorts and a shirt, and headed down to the pool. I figured a bit of time relaxing and moving would feel good. I was right, and enjoyed about forty-five minutes of light swimming before heading back up to the room. I opened the door silently and walked into the washroom, thinking it best to immediately wash the smell of chlorine off me.

I started the shower and stood under the spray. It was a wide tiled-shower, about four feet long. It even had a small bench on one end. Classy, I thought. My eyes were closed as the water flooded over me, but I was aware of a slight chill and realized it was the shower door sliding open and then closing. Next, I felt hands on my hip, coming around my body and up to my chest.

I was pulled back slightly, then rewarded with lips on my neck, then on my ear. "Mmmmmm, get hard for your dirty aunt Dee."

"Aunt Dee, I am trying to clean up," I said playfully. "What are you trying to do"?

"Well then," she whispered, "let's get you cleaned up." My whole body shuddered.

I felt her hands leave me. When they returned, they were all lathered up. One reached around me, settling just below my navel, and the other worked the back of my legs and upward.

Her right hand drifted down and her fingers wrapped themselves around my cock. She just held onto me -- not pumping, but holding -- while her left hand started circling closer and closer to my ass. Then, one finger ran against it, putting some pressure on that extremely sensitive area.

"Not sure what to think about that?" she asked. "Well, I felt your cock twitch in my hand, so I think you should just accept that Auntie knows best." She resumed kissing and licking my neck and ears. Her right hand started pumping slowly as her soapy left hand started working on my ass.

I was moaning like a mindless drone, unable to process everything that was happening. Any one of those naughty touches from aunt Dee one their own would have been enough to melt me, but all three at once was an overload. She felt me starting to get close and stopped jerking me, but didn't let go. Her mouth stayed on my neck, biting and kissing. Her left hand kept its assault on my backside going, but she was letting the oncoming orgasm subside. She started rubbing her fingertips over the head of my cock, along its side, then back up.

"Feeling better, my pet?" she asked. "Are you finished, or are you still feeling dirty? Mmmm, I'm thinking you still may be a little dirty."

Dee then started jerking me again. I was leaning my front against the shower wall, using it to keep myself from falling. Soon I was getting close again, and once again she stopped. She just held my dick and whispered in my ear as she played with my ass. "I didn't like waking up alone. It won't happen again, clear?"

"Uh-huh," I mindlessly replied.

"Good boy. If you wake before me, you may either read auntie-incest stories online until I wake up, or you may go under the sheets and wake me by worshiping that pussy you now serve, understand?"

"Uh huh." I literally couldn't rub enough brain cells together to say anything else. I was totally, blissfully entranced by my aunt's expert touch.

"Good boy. Now come with me." She led me from the shower to one of the beds, laid on her back with her legs hanging off the side, spread them, and motioned for me to get my face in there.

There was no hesitation -- or even thought, really. I happily and obediently started kissing her thighs. Her legs wrapped around my neck as she pulled me closer to her amazing pussy. Her taste was addictive; her smell was the sweetest thing I could remember. The moans she made were music to my ears. All of my senses were absolutely in paradise.

She reached her hands to my head and pulled even tighter as I felt her orgasm take her. I stayed tight against her as she rode through it. Aunt Dee then pulled my head off her and told me to stand. Once I arose, she lifted her legs up onto my torso, and beckoned me to enter her.

"Good boy, making your aunt cum in the morning. And very good boy for doing as you're told. Good boys get rewarded, don't they"?

"Is this not my reward"? I asked. "This is literally the best dream of my life coming true."

She moved her hands to my waist to slow me down. "It may be the best dream, but I'll bet it's not the only one. You have been fantasizing about me for so long, I doubt all you thought of was fucking me in a resort. You are going to tell me as many of the twisted things you came up with as you can remember, and we may in fact bring a few of them to life. I would be lying if I said I didn't have some things I am dying to do this week too, so come on. I want you to give up your cum to me. Then we can talk about what else we are going to get up to."

I nodded my head and started fucking my aunt again -- faster, that time. I looked down at her beneath me, her hair splayed across the bed, her breasts bouncing wildly and her eyes burning a hole into mine.

"Do it, do it. Let me feel your cum shoot into me again. Let this old woman totally conquer you."

I was helpless. Hearing such filthy, dominant smut coming out of her mouth, coupled with the teasing in the shower earlier, had already pushed me right to the edge. I kept my gaze squarely on her eyes as I shot my first load of the day into my perfect goddess of an aunt.

We got dressed and headed to breakfast. There were three spots where meals were served, so we picked the closest, with the intention of mixing it up throughout the week. I sat with my omelet across from Aunt Dee and marveled at the woman I saw. She was so effortlessly sexy. Her pink lips and blue eyes framed by her blonde hair was one of those classic looks that I have seen so many try to achieve, but for her it just happened naturally. She was clearly not a young lady, but she had such a seductive manner and confidence about her that her sex appeal dwarfed that of every other woman I knew. After every sip of her coffee, her tongue would subconsciously run across her upper lip, which drew my eyes towards them. I was totally and helplessly seduced by her, and was loving it.

"Well my dear," she said, "no sense in waiting. I want to hear what you want to do this week. You have been dying to have me for so long. Now that you do, what do I have to look forward to"?

"Geez Dee, keep it down." I said, glancing around nervously, "Someone will hear you." There was a couple at the next table who had clearly heard and were looking at us. They seemed to be in their forties, and were no doubt on a getaway.

Dee smiled. She leaned in close across the table and whispered, "No one knows us here, silly. To them, we are just a couple of lovers. Let them judge us for the age difference if they like, but I will not be hiding my intentions this week from anyone." She then planted a passionate kiss on me before resuming her breakfast.

The couple next to us were looking wide-eyed at us. I could tell the woman was very uptight and didn't enjoy what was happening so close to her. When her eyes met mine, I simply shrugged, stood, walked over behind Dee, then bent over and started kissing and nibbling her neck.

"Mmmmm, there's my pet," she moaned.

For the next fifteen minutes, we shared ideas and fantasies we'd been holding onto. We were coming at it from different ends, but to me, our ideas seemed compatible. I had been yearning for her for so long that most of what I wanted involved her seducing and claiming me -- giving myself hopelessly to her. Her dreams were about being the older sex symbol -- being too hot for any young man to resist, but her nephew in particular. She wanted to break my will and own me.

We finished our meals and rose to leave. Dee looked over at the couple and cheekily said, "Forgive us. We are on our honeymoon, and I am still breaking this one in." My smile felt like it extended past my cheeks and off my face. Married to Aunt Dee... new fantasy unlocked!

The couple stared in silence as Aunt Dee ran her finger across my chest and motioned for me to follow her. "Follow me, my sweet pet. I need you to show me how much you want to please your new wife."

She led me back to our room and sauntered lightly toward the bed. She pulled her shorts down and lay on her back. Looking at me, she snapped her fingers and motioned at her pussy. I hurried over and started pleasing aunt Dee as happily as I've ever performed any action.

"Slowly," she said. "Lightly. I want this to last a long time, my pet. Take your time and build it up. Talking over breakfast in front of that uptight couple got me worked up. Now, be a good boy and Aunt Dee will reward you."

For the next twenty-five minutes, I did as I was told. If I started picking up my pace, or increasing the pressure, she'd gently reprimand me, and I would ease off to give her what she wanted.

"That's it. Take it slowly. Get lost in me -- in my taste. This makes you so happy, doesn't it? Giving me pleasure feels so good for you, right my dear? This taboo craving you have is consuming your mind, isn't it? Good boy. I am going to give you so much pleasure, you will want to serve me forever!"

I heard what she said, but didn't fully let it settle. I was too lost in the moment -- her pussy and how she responded to my service was my whole world. When the time came for her to finish, she once again wrapped her legs around my neck and held my head tightly where she needed it to be. She screamed so loudly, everyone on our floor must have heard her. I think she was trying to make sure the couple from breakfast knew she had cum.

As she recovered, she told me to take my pants off and sit on the chair near the writing table. I naturally obeyed. She went to her suitcase and pulled out a smaller carrying bag, which she tossed onto the bed and unzipped. After rummaging through it for a minute, she pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

My eyes must have jumped out of my head, because she laughed at my expression. "There are a few things about me that may surprise you," she said. "And yeah, there are other things in this bag that you may indeed get acquainted with this week. If not, there is always next time."

Next time! The excitement I felt at hearing those words momentarily distracted me from the fact that my aunt had a pair of handcuffs and was walking towards me. By the time I refocused, she was already putting my arms behind the chair. Then she closed the steel around my wrist.

"Don't worry," she said. "There is a tab on the side that will release them if you get uncomfortable. IIt's all about you accepting my control. You do accept my control, right?"

"Oh fuck yes I do," I answered. "This is killing me."

"Good boy."

She straddled my lap and sat on my thighs. I felt the heat from her body penetrating me. She placed her hands on my head and ran her fingers through my hair. Then she brought my face to hers, and our lips met in a long, passionate kiss.

She was the one to stop the kiss. "It's time to start working our way through that list we made," she said, "and if I remember, you used to dream of your Aunt Dee giving you long *kiss* wet *kiss* sloppy kisses." Her lips attached to mine again. She didn't offer me her tongue; instead, she took her time before opening her mouth and let a trail of hot, juicy saliva flow into my mouth.

"Swallow it," she ordered as she started grinding against my swollen cock. "Don't break eye contact." She moved her lips to mine and repeated the lewd act. "Mmm. You love taking what your aunt has for you, don't you, my good boy?" Again she kissed me, but that time her saliva was followed by her tongue as she lost herself to passion.

After some time of making another dream come true for me, she told me it was time to see how much I liked it. She lifted her hips up off my lap and slid her pussy lips up my dick. She paused when she reached the top; then, while holding my gaze in hers, she slowly allowed me to enter her and relaxed until I was deep inside.

"Aunt Dee!" I exclaimed. "How can you feel this good? Please. Please fuck me. Please."

She laughed a little. "Oh my nephew, haven't you learned to trust your aunt yet"? She kissed me deeply again. I was trying to thrust into her, but couldn't get good leverage due to my position. "Calm down. This is not going to be over that fast. I'm going to cross one item off my list now -- making you cum while breaking your mind. It's not going to be a fuck like you've ever known. I'm going to kiss, rub, lick, and drool all over you without moving. That little you can move is all you will get. I think I can drive you crazy enough that you will give your cum to me anyway."

She then brought her lips to mine, and again I was given the gift of her warm spit in my mouth. For the next half hour, my aunt did all she promised while I helplessly rotated my hips on the chair, trying to get any amount of thrust which would bring me to completion.

"Are you ready"? she asked.

"Dee, I want to cum for you, but I need to thrust. I can't finish like this."

"I told you to trust your aunt Dee," she said, then kissed me again. "I think it's time I melted you." She brought her mouth right next to my ear. "Can you feel it? Can you feel your aunt's pussy squeezing you? Begging you? Wanting to milk you?" She moved to my lips again and kissed me. "I love fucking my helpless nephew -- the one I drove to the limit; to crave incest; to crave incest with me. I am going to take every drop of your cum you have in you. My taboo cunt needs you to give in to it. Give in to my forbidden body!"

Aunt Dee brought her mouth to my ear,

I was surprised to discover that I was actually approaching orgasm. I wasn't sure it would happen, but I was impressed that she'd gotten me so close with so little movement.

"That's it. That's my good boy." A long lick up my neck was followed by a whisper in my ear. "Yesssss. Perfect love with your aunt. You want me to be more though, don't you? Well, when you cum,I will be. Cum and it will consummate us in unholy union. Make me your incest wife! I want to be your incest wife. Make me your incest bride!"

That did it. My cock erupted without a thrust. I just poured my cum into her. It came from my very depths. I was crying to the heavens as Aunt Dee looked at me with satisfaction. She reached a finger to her clit, touched it and came as well. We rode out our bliss, then she leaned and lay on top of me. She reached down and undid the cuffs I had all but forgotten about. We somehow made it from the chair onto the bed and lay there entwined in each other.

"Yeah, you're my taboo husband now, aren't you?" she said. "Good boy. Tomorrow we will have to get rings. You've made me so happy. Thank you for committing this matrimonial sin. Trust your aunt; you will never regret it."

I was absolutely drained and totally fulfilled. I didn't really understand what I had given myself up to, but didn't care. Her filthy mouth and perfect body had removed any resistance I might have had to anything she might want.

We were both about to drift off into an afternoon nap when a thought occurred to me: we'd only been at the resort for about twenty-four hours -- and we'd already done so much. We had several more days to go, and I had no idea what to expect. Much like I'd awoken that morning feeling excitement instead of guilt, however, I ended the day feeling trust instead of fear.

As my body surrendered to the pure happiness my aunt had given it, sleep claimed me. She'd been right. All I had to do was trust my Aunt Dee.