My hot aunt

My desire was strong but I was also gripped by a thousand fears. However, in the end I decided to continue pretending that I was alone so I made myself comfortable and with my cock standing fully to attention, started to jerk off. Her almost tangible presence sent me quite literally into raptures and just as I was about to cum, my back arched as if compelled by some animalistic force. 

A few moments later and hot jets of cum exploded from my livid glans, arcing up before falling back down on to my stomach, my chest and even a few drops on my face. 

I couldn’t be sure whether I heard her moan, but one thing is certain: when I had calmed down and wiped up all the sperm (as seemed right) with the towel, my aunt rushed into the room and without the slightest hint of shame, took the cum covered cloth and simply walked away, muttering something again about the need for its washing. From the next day, our secret morning appointment became further enriched by an overwhelming intimacy. As soon as her husband went away, she entered my room and through the shadows, approached my bed ... needless to say, my cock was now rock had and shamelessly pointing straight up. It was obvious that her legs were bare and as if to show me just how shameful she was too, with one swift movement she bent down but only a moment later did I realise just what she had done. 

She had taken off her panties and had then put them on the bed before hurrying away but, as before, then stood watching from the shadows of the open door. I wanted to faint, I was so excited! By now there was only silence between us but otherwise there were no secrets. I was all too aware that everything that she was doing was premeditated but I simply didn’t have the strength or the ability to push things further but surely she had to control herself to hold back, or at least I like to think so. Instinctively, I took my cock in one hand and with the other, brought her panties up to my face so I could smell them and my ears were by now ringing like an old coffee machine that was boiling over. 

Slowly and quite deliberately I started my customary morning wank, which I would never now have forgone and in response to my interpretation of her wishes, I was soon ejaculating into the skimpy panties which were immediately saturated with cum. It was at that moment, with my dick still twitching, that my aunt quickly approached, took the panties from me and, as I looked on in wide eyed amazement, slipped them back on as if she had just taken them from the drawer. 

Shiny trails soon appeared on her smooth thighs left by my fluid and sticky sperm which is an image that I have never forgotten and one that I have always tried to replicate in my adult encounters by smearing my sperm on the thighs of my companions. Immediately after, bathed in my semen, my aunt went to the bathroom and I only saw her again much later. 

In the fantastic days that followed, we repeated our strange and idiosyncratic interaction, with my aunt placing a little of everything on my bed which I would then cover with my sperm, be they stockings or bras but by far my favourite were her panties, her fantastic panties which I wanted to sniff for the rest of my life. But I just want to add that to my credit, almost every night I stoically tolerated the aching fullness of my teenage balls as I promised myself to remain as full as possible so as to be able to completely soak my fantastic auntie’s underwear the following morning. There was never anything else, we never touched each other though I did once catch a glimpse of her nude but I never got any further and though I am quite sure that she did, I never actually saw her masturbate. 

But this was over 30 years ago. Since then we have met only occasionally but never mentioned, not even with a knowing look, our most unusual passion. About a month ago my uncle passed away. 

Their home is in another county and hundreds of miles from mine but naturally I attended the funeral. My aunt was very pleased to see me and asked me to walk at her side at the front of the procession from the house to the parish church. After the service and having returned to her house with other relatives and a few family friends, finding herself alone with me in the kitchen, my aunt hugged me tightly in a most affectionate manner. 

“Your uncle and I always fondly remembered that summer you stayed here ... how we always had breakfast together ... So long ago now but such happy memories.” then, wiping the tears from her eyes she added; “Now that I am alone, I really hope you won’t forget about ... about ... us; I hope that maybe you will find some time to come and visit me?” 

I was stunned but also quite happy with the invitation and I don’t think I’m wrong if I tell you that I am sure that I glimpsed a little glint in her eyes. 

Giovanna, what more can I tell you? She is now over 60 years old and at least 20 years older than me but despite this, she has kept her extremely feminine, petite and shapely figure and I am sure that even if I didn’t have those past memories, I would still find her an attractive, even, dare I say, an extremely horny woman ... but, since this most recent conversation, these thoughts and desires have returned with a vengeance and are now even more exciting than ever. 

I could never have thought that I’d desire her so much but the thing is, I can’t be sure what exactly is on her mind. What should I do, Giovanna? You are a woman and it strikes me, a very experienced woman at that: what do you think? Has she forgotten our past secret? Perhaps, even though it was my uncle who was my blood relative, she considered our little dalliance to be incestuous and so, as a result, has hidden the shame away in a draw never to be opened or... does she still think about the many mornings that she stood close by me watching me shoot my load? 

If I go to her and try to start again where I left off, will I offend her or do you think that that is also what she wants? I am tormented and full of doubts; but there is one thing about which I am absolutely certain: if my aunt opens her door, her heart and even her thighs, this time it will no longer be just a wank, I want to fuck her and in all her holes ... repeatedly. 

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