Aunt Rae and the Unfamiliar Person
When my uncle's car was no longer parked in the driveway, I decided to explore the house instead. I headed to the backyard and entered through the door that Rae always finds exciting due to the surprise factor. This door has led me to unexpected encounters where I've unintentionally caught her in various states of passion, whether solo or with a co-worker (once the gardener).
This time, I found Rae lying by the pool, her gorgeous, tanned body sprawled out on a chaise lounge, enjoying the warm sunshine. Her arms were above her head, shades covering her eyes, and an open book lay close by on the grass. Rae wore a tiny, almost see-through bikini, making her seem more naked than covered.
As I stood there, staring a bit too openly at her, Rae sensed my presence and honked playfully, "Hey there, Danny boy! Nice weather, isn't it?" while squinting at me through her sunglasses.
She pulled her shades down her nose and examined my indecently tented shorts. After a few moments, her eyes met mine, a broad grin spreading across her face.
"Mmm, I love seeing that. And you, of course," she said, chuckling.
Pushing her sunglasses back into place, Rae arched her legs, opening her thighs wider. Continuing to gaze at me through her sunnies, she said, "Why don't you come over here and...well..."
My cock twitched audibly in my shorts as soon as Rae mentioned what she had in mind. I was used to her unconventional requests by now.
"I'd love for you to cum on me," she stated matter-of-factly.
I unzipped my shorts and freed my throbbing member. Outside, curiosity drew our nosy neighbor, but we didn't care. We were just hoping to provide some entertainment for him.
"Please remove your shorts," Rae instructed.
As I lowered them to my thighs, Rae offered no further instructions. Instead, she pulled on the string tied around her neck, disrobing her top, revealing her perfect breasts. With a stern gaze, she added, "Okay, stop touching yourself now. Just stand over me and let it happen."
As Rae wiped her eyes, she hadn't intended me to do what I did next. She removed the bow on her side and took off her bikini bottoms, revealing her completely waxed vulva, which glistened in the sunlight.
For the next five minutes, Rae and I stood frozen, only breaking eye contact when I noticed that pre-cum had left a thin trail to the ground.
The sight of this slime pushed me over the edge. I felt my penis start to pulse and my testicles contract. Resisting the urge to touch myself, I pushed my shorts down to my knees and commenced the process of ejaculation.
"Come on, get on the end!" Rae called out, her legs spread under the lounger.
My feet skittered around while still cumming. By the time I had repositioned myself, my release had transformed into a jet stream, flying over Rae and landing on the grass.
Rae shared in my passion, moaning reverently and even whispering, "Holy shit..."
Prior to stopping, I discharged my last few grips of cum. After pouring my entirely spent love juice over her, Rae raised her hands to fan her face, finally exhaling, "Movie time!"
Rae proceeded to shower before dressing in her normal outfit - a fitting white shirt with the sleeves rolled to her elbows, exposing slim cleavage, and cutoff shorts. We climbed into her car and opened the roof, starting the thirty-minute journey to the cinema.
During our ride, Rae had a desire to elaborate more on the lifestyle of sharing partners she and Bob, my uncle, indulged in. I knew that Bob initiated it, being obsessed with witnessing other men having intercourse with his stunning spouse, but I was shocked by how passionately Rae spoke about it, which demonstrated her strong interests in it as well.
Rae shared with me that the orgasms she experienced with a stranger's penis inside her were overwhelming - at one point, she almost fainted while in the midst of a violent orgasm and heard Bob instructing the guy she was with to remove the condom and ejaculate within her vagina.
They disliked prearranged meetings with other members of the "swinging" community and did not regard themselves as part of the cuckold scene. This was all about mutual satisfaction, and any humiliation of Bob was a major turn-off for them both, which made them avoid participating in what Rae referred to as "that whole madness."
Phase strangers were their preference, especially men they picked up at bars or business hotel lounges. Bob and Rae would present themselves as friends or siblings, with Bob hiding in the background when a man showed interest in Rae.
If they managed to engineer it, Bob could watch at a distance as Rae was seduced by an unfamiliar man. On rare occasions, they even allowed Bob to witness the act, usually reserved for individuals they brought back home.
The ultimate excitement for both of them was when Rae returned home after the encounter, telling Bob every intricate detail about what happened. They engaged in frenzied sex as Rae emphatically recounted their experiences, discussing what they did, what they said, how big his penis was, and much more. Each tiniest detail was relayed to Bob.
Rae had an affection for giving Bob souvenirs of their extramarital encounters - crotchless underwear with semen smeared in them were his favorite, and he also adored it when Rae brought home a used condom, which Bob would wear during intercourse with his wife, her vagina housing another man's semen until he added his own to blend it in.
By the time we had reached the cinema and procured tickets, my mind was abuzz with what Rae had told me, and I determined that I would never settle for a conventional sex life, considering people like Bob and Rae existed.
It was only when we were seated and the lights started to dwindle that I realized I hadn't enquired about what we had come to witness, and wasn't even excited when it turned out to be a legacy romance that had shattered box office records for a considerable period. Not exactly my cup of tea.
I was seated to Rae's left, and after a while I detected her pressing her thigh against mine. Since we were both clad in shorts, our skin touched at the knees, Rae's warm and silky skin against mine. Rae's fidgeting had resumed, moving her thigh against me and spreading her legs.
I placed my hand on her thigh, aiming to alleviate her leg's erratic motions.
Rae's breathing intensified, and I sensed my hand on her thigh igniting undercover arousal. My hand rose, sensing Rae's insistent thrusts against my leg, signaling that she was close to climaxing.
As I remained transfixed, staring straight ahead, I slowly ascended my hand up her thigh and delved underneath the frayed shorts. My fingers made their way toward her vagina as her breathing grew louder.
Suddenly, my mind returned to reality when I encountered a coarse, large stranger's hand in its path. Rae's moans heightened with this unforeseen development, tugging at my arm and enjoying her second climax.
Despite the many thoughts and attempts to process the situation, my cock took over as the thought of bestowing an orgasm on Rae in a semi-public place aroused me drastically. Neither of us knew who the man with his hand inside my aunt's shorts was, and we did not even attempt identifying him in the dim visual conditions - he was simply concentrating on the task at hand.
I was disappointed as his hand left Rae's vagina, believing he'd been discovered.
However, much to my surprise, his hand reappeared, unbuttoning and unzipping Rae's shorts hastily.
An old voice whispered from the darkness, commanding, "Remove them."
Rae moaned gently and, propelling her ass upward, shimmied her shorts to her feet before settling back down in her seat.
This time I went right in for Rae. There was a stranger there before me, shoving his fingers into her pussy and pounding her relentlessly. I stared at Rae, her eyes still locked on me, wide open in shock, and plunged my fingers into her along with his, making her scream with pleasure.
For the next five minutes, this stranger and I finger-fucked Rae without any pity. We played off each other - as he pulled out, I pushed in, and the both of us worked her clit with our thumbs.
Rae's pussy and our hands were completely soaked with her cum, and the seat beneath her was covered, too. Each time she orgasmed, she lifted her ass, her thighs flexing, pushing her legs out as far as she could as she felt her fluids gush between us, our fingers never stopping.
I even went so far as to count, to her astonishment that night. She had a total of 11 orgasms.
At one point, I orgasmed in my shorts. I just couldn't hold back anymore, especially when the stranger started talking. In the shadows, he gave a continuous play-by-play of how wet Rae was, how she was a slut and a whore, how her pussy was so amazing, how she clearly loved foreign dicks, and so on.
His breathing was heavy and labored, and I could see his right arm moving quickly as he stroked his cock.
We both had three fingers inside Rae now, and she was breathing heavily, her cheeks puffing out as she inhaled through her nose and held her breath to fight through each orgasm.
Finally, the stranger's fingers stopped moving, like he was losing focus on the task at hand.
Making me cum in my shorts again, Rae leaned over to her right. Her ass lifted off the seat, streaked with sticky cum as it pressed against her naked skin. I heard the unmistakable sound of her blowjobing the guy.
He started groaning and I moved my hand to the back of Rae's head, finding the stranger's already there. We held her head there as he came, grunting and bucks his hips against her face as quietly as he could.
When Rae sat back up again, I heard her swallow. And we all sat there, drained.
After a few moments, Rae tried to pull her shorts back on, but before she could, the stranger quickly pulled off her cum-drenched panties, snatching them up and leaving.
He never looked at us, we never looked at him.
That night, as we recounted our movie theater escapade over and over during sex, Rae had successfully proven her point about her relationship with Uncle Bob, and damn, it felt hot doing it.
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