Aunt Rae and Sally Are Acquainted
Aunt Rae grew bolder as our relationship progressed. Rather than resisting her, I embraced her bold moves and even supported her as our actions grew increasingly risky.
Rae revealed that she'd never experienced a sexual partner who was willing to fully embrace her fetishes of exposure and the possibility of being caught red-handed, until she encountered me. She had encountered numerous partners who participated for a while, but they always, she said, reached their limits and backed off, fear overpowering their arousal.
I was a similar case— the riskier it got, the more aroused I became.
We decided that we'd like to test the boundaries of our little games with a new unsuspecting participant— my girlfriend, Sally. She was unaware of my relationship with Rae and hadn't even met her in person yet. Sally had seen a photo of Rae in my house, commenting that Rae looked pretty, though the two hadn't crossed paths yet.
We tended to improvise our escapades, so we had only planned as far as Rae appearing the next time Sally spent the night.
Being that both Sally and I were over 18 and consenting adults, my parents were open to the idea of letting Sally stay at our house whenever she pleased.
Sally lived quite far away, so when she arrived on Friday afternoon, she had a ridiculously large suitcase on wheels to see her through from Friday to Monday evening.
After our meal that night, we claimed the family TV room and plopped down on the sofa to select a movie.
Before we could make a decision, the lights suddenly went out and absolute silence engulfed the space. A sense of excitement lingered in the air, only broken by my father's voice instructing the house residents to stay put while he sorted out the power outage.
We both found this somewhat amusing.
Within a minute, the lights returned, and our father once more addressed the chaotic room, minimizing the event to a minor circuit breaker malfunction, but to our relief, we were alone in the room. We quickly got back to kissing and touching, my hand reaching the hem of Sally's jeans.
The power cut off again, leaving us in darkness. My dad, who was still attempting to reset the circuit breaker, asked me to let the neighbor in through the front door. I reluctantly detached myself from Sally and opened the door, my erection still noticeable through my pants. The neighbor smiled, checking that the surrounding houses were blacked out before returning inside her home.
"Flirting with the elderly?" Rae's voice echoed from the entryway. I chuckled and replied, "She's not a day over 70."
Rae purposely brushed up against me as she entered, her hand brushing over the outline of my erect penis.
"Having fun?" She inquired.
I locked the door behind us and trailed after her, amused by her antics.
As we gathered in front of the table with the few working candles, my parents and Rae discussed the potential timeframe for the restoration of electricity.
Rae introduced herself to Sally, who offered casual greetings. My eyes darted between the two women, noticing Rae's careful glances at Sally before flicking back to me with a small, pleased expression.
I lamented to my family that our plans for a romantic night had been ruined right as Rae offered for us to spend the night with her and her husband, Bob, who had the space and resources to accommodate all of us.
Dad and mum along with the rest of my family graciously declined, even though I could see if it wasn't for Dad's strong faith in his ability to restore power, they would have left Dad and the ship and sped over to Rae's place as fast as they could find the car keys in the darkness.
I glanced at Sally with an eyebrow raised, and after a brief hesitation, she nodded.
"We'll take you up on that, Rae," I said.
Rae smiled and stood up.
"No time like the present," she said, and with goodbyes all around, we climbed into Rae's car, Sally's luggage still stowed in the trunk, and drove the short distance to her and Bob's house.
The vibrant lights and welcoming sounds of the television when we walked in were somewhat jarring after our brief time off-grid, but it was all quite comforting as we settled down on the sofa opposite Bob, who greeted us warmly, happy to meet Sally, he said, and then resumed his focus on a recorded football match, beer in hand.
Rae returned with snacks and wine, and we sat and chatted, Sally and Rae with their shoes kicked off and their legs tucked up under them while they covered various topics that even I was surprised to learn they were both interested in.
Rae was seated opposite us, and I had a clear view of the tops of her stockings as her dress rode up where she sat. She'd positioned herself intentionally and my hard-on remained as I stared at her, trying to make out the outline of her panties in the darkness between her legs. Sitting next to Sally, my face was conveniently hidden from my girlfriend.
In my aroused state, I had started absent-mindedly to stroke my fingers along the bare skin on Sally's back, between her t-shirt and the waistband of her jeans, dipping low enough to run them under the elastic at the waist of her panties. Sally had scooted back towards my hand, giving me more access, so she was clearly enjoying the attention.
When Rae passed Bob, who was completely focused on the game, his eyes briefly moved to her ass - Bob still had a strong sexual hunger for his younger wife, even though, or perhaps even more so, he shared her with other men.
Eventually, our horniness overtook us and Sally and I pleaded fatigue at around midnight, retiring to one of Rae's guest rooms, across the hall from her and Bob's room.
Sally and I stripped and flopped down onto the comfortable bed, side by side, Sally taking my rigid cock in her hand and idly stroking it, sluggishly, sleepily as she expressed her admiration for Rae.
Sally asked me, her tone changing slightly, if I thought Rae was attractive.
"She's my aunt, for heaven's sake!" I protested.
"Well, she's married to your uncle..." she said, cutting me off, "so that's very different. I was just wondering because you seem to like looking at her. A lot."
"So?" she asked.
"Well," I said, "of course, it's obvious she's good looking, if you like her type."
"I think she's your type, Danny. She's the same type as me, for one thing."
This was true, whether consciously or not, I'd ended up in a relationship with a girlfriend who shared many traits with Rae.
I struggled to find any response, and was surprised when Sally scooted closer to me, laying on her side so her lips brushed my ear, and began stroking my cock faster.
"What do you like about her, Danny?" she murmured, her breath warm in my ear, drinking a little of the wine she'd had earlier.
"Um." I said, quietly, "her ass. Her ass is incredible." I felt my cock jerk, and so did Sally.
Sally purred a little, delighted that I'd started talking. She stopped stroking my cock and spit on her hand, something I'd never seen her do before, and began again, her grip now tighter, her hand running from my balls all the way to the tip, pausing to use a single finger on my incredibly sensitive slit, before running down my unyielding shaft again.
"What else?" she asked.
"Her breasts. She doesn't hide them... oh man... she wears a skimpy bikini by the pool..." I was becoming short of breath.
"Have you seen her breasts, Danny?" Sally breathed into my ear, her hand moving faster on my cock.
"Yes, I saw Sara's breasts through the bathroom window long ago." I knew I couldn't mention when I'd seen not just Sara's boobs, but the rest of her.
"Did you masturbate, Danny?" requested Sally.
Upon hearing this, my penis got erect in her hand, and she gasped slightly.
"Ah, so you did?"
I nodded.
"Did you ejaculate while observing Sara through the window?"
Once more, I nodded.
Sally began to stroke quickly, and as I felt the slight pulsing of my cock getting stronger, she moved to her knees, spreading my legs apart, and knelt above me. She took my phallus deeply into her mouth and held my scrotum firmly, at the same time I was ejaculating.
When my discharge lessened, she rested on the floor, using each of my thighs for support while keeping my member in her mouth, frequently breathing through her nose as my cum went down her throat, which I could see moving thanks to her movement.
I stayed hard, and after pushing her away from me gently, I placed her on all fours and entered her damp vagina -- it was so moist that I didn't even feel it until she came, which occurred literally seconds later. I reached over Sally's back, grabbing the headrest with both hands, giving me the power to lean into her with each thrust, with Sally's moans gradually turning louder.
I came again within a minute, and I released myself in her at the moment she climaxed, feeling her vagina open and contract close to the rhythm of my spurts.
When we stopped moving and had our breath, we could clearly hear the noise of squeaky mattress springs and a wall headboard, coming from Sara and Bob's room.
In addition to that, we heard their voices — and Sally appeared surprised — my penis, which had softened, started to stiffen up inside her, making her writhe against me with pleasure.
The voices grew louder, and we heard Sara begging Bob to penetrate her anus, while Bob used increasingly foul language.
In the end, the sound of the headboard against the wall and the springs ceased, and I realized, we both realized, that Bob had ejaculated into Sara's anus.
Becoming unfrozen from a trance, we started fucking again, wildly, my phallus hard inside Sally.
I didn't last long, and when I ejaculated, Sally flipped onto her back, and, opening her legs, moved my face close to her crotch, forcing my mouth against her wet cunt with both hands while covering herself in a mixture of cum.
"Finish me." she demanded.
I licked her fiercely, urgently, and all the time she repeated, like a mantra, "he was in her ass, fuck.. he called her a fucking whore and he was in her ass.."
When Sally came, she let go of my head and grabbed the headrest to help her arch her back and push her pelvis against my face.
She came hard, really hard, and I swallowed as she squirted more than I'd ever realized.
I moved upward alongside her, feeling the sweat between our skin, holding her as her breathing calmed and we, eventually, fell asleep.
At some point, we must have gotten under the covers, because it was the lifting of the blanket that woke me in the middle of the night, the cold air against my body, as Rae entered the bed, completely naked. I lay next to Rae and Sally, and just thinking about the possibility of getting found out with Bob and Sally in the house made me hard, so when aunt Rae's hand instantly gripped my erection, she chuckled.
"As I thought, Danny boy." Her voice was barely audible.
"Busted."
"Do you two wear condoms, or did you ejaculate inside her?" asked Sally, casually.
"Inside her." I whispered.
Rae laughed and began to manipulate my cock softly.
"Who's better, with her mouth and hand?"
Without hesitation, I responded, "you."
Rae caught her breath sharply and sped up her hand's motions, my hips adjusting accordingly.
She let go of my phallus abruptly one time and whispered, "change places."
I was entirely into this.
Slowly and silently, I listened for any shift in the steady breathing coming from Sally. With caution, I carefully lifted Sally's arm from my chest and shifted back, allowing Rae to slide over me and take my spot. With Rae now positioned between me and Sally, she snuggled closer to Sally's back.
Sally let out a soft murmur in her sleep, bringing her knees up and moving backward until she had Rae's arm draped over her hips. Engrossed with this delightful scene, I couldn't contain my excitement. There they were – Aunt Rae and my girlfriend, both naked, sharing a pillow.
With urgency, I pressed my cock against Rae's wet cunt, separating her ass cheeks slightly to improve my angle. I was incredibly pleased to discover a small amount of Bob's cum – most likely trickling out from her rear entrance.
Sally coughed slightly, rousing herself, and Rae pressed Sally's hip softly, snuggling her even tighter against her own body. Entering Rae without any hesitation, I possessed absolutely no fear for the consequences of my actions – lost entirely in the moment.
I managed to fully penetrate Rae, and she buried her face in the shared pillow to contain her moan. With no intention of sparing their comfort, I unleashed a barrage of rapid, forceful thrusts, squeezing her thigh to make room for my hand. My primary goal: Rae's clit. I plucked at her clit with vigorous, circular movements.
Rae climaxed twice, causing her to disintegrate into tremors. Amidst the intense orgasms, she explicitly demonstrated this by holding Sally even tighter.
I erupted three times, and on the third time, I pulled out of Rae's wet cunt and thrust my cock unrelentingly into her rear. To my credit, it appeared slightly uncomfortable for Rae, but despite the discomfort, she firmly pushed back, easing the displeasure and allowing me to finish inside her.
It was just starting to grow light out.
Rae disengaged herself, slipping away quietly just as she had come. I suppress a laugh hearing her footfalls and the sound of her bedroom door opening as well as the bedsprungs settling.
Shortly thereafter, Sally awakened and turned to face me.
With a warm smile, she said, "Good morning! I experienced quite a strange thing last night. Not entirely a dream, but definitely not fully awake. Weird." The muddled expressions on Sally's face betrayed some fading memory of this event, and she forcefully pushed me away from her.
With a serious and urgent whisper, Sally ordered, "Lick me now."
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