Unexpected sentiments come up amidst my first encounter with AK

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So, the other day a friend of mine asked me if the stories on here were true. I thought that was kind of a funny question given that in the event something is a fantasy, I presented it as such. They were very enthralled knowing a few of the named or implied parties with this new knowledge that they found so salacious and noteworthy.

I got a real kick out of that. So, just giving a little shout out to that unnamed individual and again paying recognition to the fact that it is so fun to have people be turned on by these and the events that they are and to share some stories with the possibility that someone named or close to someone named might stumble across them. And I do change the names, although you might have heard me slip a couple times here and there, but the stories are true in essence.

There's obviously some creative embellishment or expression that goes into telling a story. I guess the other reason I share this is because the fact that they were largely true seemed to really add to the allure for this person. Yeah, they were very turned on to hear that.

Maybe somebody out there, likewise, finds that an added bonus of sorts. Where were we? I believe when we last left off, my slutty bad Aunt Katie had just begun performing fellatio on me.

She usually decidedly, you know, it's tough talking about an enemy sometimes and trying to be sexy. It's like, you know, body part names or, you know, develop certain go-to's or whatever. Anyway, just trying to be goofy there.

No, she was, if I specifically remember where I left off, I believe I had just described the way she was licking the whole length of my shaft from the base of my balls all the way up to the head with these singular, long, slow strokes of her tongue. And I was observing that. I've always particularly liked that little technique.

And that she was doing it exceptionally well. One of the next things I remember was encouraging my Aunt Katie to come up off the couch and to squat down in the middle of the floor in front of the mirror I had mentioned before. She had a full-length mirror in the living room, kind of strategically behind the couch there.

Or at least it was, you know, it served a very utilitarian purpose at the time. And before doing so, so she, you know, eagerly hopped up but indicated that she was going to get something. And yeah, I just didn't quite, I didn't quite hear what she said as she walked away, but just waited there.

And she returned with this really sexy pair of stiletto heels with like this ribbon that wrapped around up the thigh and stuff. I was like, damn, look at those. Did you ever spend time as an exotic dancer, Aunt Katie? She said that yes, indeed she had for a brief while in her college age years.

And she was actually the high school dance instructor and had been an instructor at, I don't know, a studio and stuff, and I did know that. And she always had some moves for sure. She always could dance and just carried herself in a very graceful, body aware, kind of in the flow way.

So she cheerfully and eagerly strapped up those sexy ass heels and then obliged me by squatting down in front of me so that I could look at her ass in the mirror. And I went on to just pour some lavish praise over her backside just as I had her amazing tits. I really did love the way her ass kind of swallowed up the material of her underwear.

I kept telling her, your ass just can't be contained. It's like taking that string bikini and made it into a quasi-thong. Something about the knowledge that your ass is busting out and squeezing it in like that rather than it being cut like that is very sexy to me.

Fucking ass too fat for your fucking panties, Aunt Katie. Then I saw her briefly make a bit of a perturbed face and quickly sought to clarify that a fat ass was a compliment in my lexicon and to confirm that she was familiar with that and there wasn't some kind of generational miscommunication going on. She assured me that she did, just that she had a momentary, like, are you calling me fat? I said, I'm calling your fucking sexy ass booty fat in the best way in the world, yes.

My apologies if it doesn't sit well, but trust me, it is a very good thing. You do indeed have a fat ass, Aunt Katie. And in recognition and as a way of driving home that it was okay with her and that she even liked it, she started to kind of twerk and pop that booty up and down in the deep squat.

I was very impressed. I mean, as I said, she had been a dance instructor, you know, and definitely always seemed very capable and aware in her body and, you know, very like athletic and strong and stuff. But watching her sort of, yeah, watching her twerk in a deep squat in stiletto heels while wonderfully sucking my dick was just something else.

I was like, damn, that is a confident, mature woman who knows exactly what she's doing. My uncle was right. I do need to spend time with more mature women.

I mean, the way she's just making this look so effortless, it's really a feat of coordination and it just looks so fucking sexy, like I can't get over looking at her ass in the mirror. It's just fucking amazing. So fucking amazing.

And she really seemingly had worked to suppress her gag reflex over the years because she was able to bop her head up and down on my dick and take the overwhelming majority of it into her mouth, back and forth, and it did not seem so strained in doing so. And she had this sort of way of, she would cut my balls in one hand and do like the rotating, spirally hand motion while drawing circles around the head of my dick with her tongue. And I just felt like she was really like wringing out all of the liquid or something or whatever, but that's the effect it had.

It definitely made me feel like I was going to cum. And I decided to myself that I was going to. I feel a little hesitant in saying this right now because I guess I'm just in a different energetic state and it feels like a little bit demeaning in a way that I'm not currently tapped into because I have a lot of respect and fondness for my aunt and these experiences we shared.

But there was also a lot of moments that were rough and domineering and walked the edge of things that could be seen as taboo or degrading or any of the rest of it. So with that immense amount of qualification that probably was not necessary, but that my Monday morning stony self felt the need to put out there, I decided that I was going to cum in her mouth without warning her and kind of hold her head down and tell her to be a good auntie and stay on there for every last drop. I think I was curious if she was just making it look effortless or if it really was effortless for her to deep throat my dick.

I liked the idea of surprising her and I also found myself, because I thought she would like it and it turned out to be right, and I also found myself not usually so concerned with the volume of cum that I emit, but I mean, I know it's a thing that some people find sexy for sure, especially if I'm doing it on a skin surface or someone's face or chest or something. Enough volume to somewhat fill the area is certainly desirable in a lot of ways, but I never really found myself too worried about it, and especially not when cumming inside either a partner or whatever orifice of their body may be bestowed the honorable permission to ejaculate within. I'm not normally concerned with the volume in that situation, but I found myself thinking, hmm, I hope it's a really fucking big load.

I drank a lot of coconut water, I'm hydrated, I had a smoothie earlier, I think we'll be able to empty out a decent sized shot here, which is a funny thing to think, but I guess watching her twerk in her stiletto heels and those crimson red lace underwear that her big fat booty fucking swallowed up just got me in the mood to blow a huge load in her mouth and hold her head down on my cock until she gargled and choked. And so she kept doing that little milking, coordinated, perfectly rhythmic, perfect amount of tension, very spitty, oh my god, the amount of saliva that she was able to keep flowing was really amazing. She must have blown me for, I don't know, ten minutes or so, and the whole time it was like as slick and glidey as when you first apply lube or first spit all over.

Her skin had stayed that glidey and lubricated the whole time. She would just kind of open her mouth and let some more run down in just the right way, and it was kind of dripping down my balls and stuff even. It was like, damn, your spit feels so good and so glidey and perfect and, you know, tingly.

And there's just so much of it, which is so sexy. She was like drooling in this very controlled way, like she would kind of just open her mouth and let a drip slide on out, and it would work its way down to the base and then drip down my balls. You know, yeah, my balls were soaked the whole time.

It was really amazing that she kept on like that, and I felt myself growing even harder. I mean, the whole time she was sucking my dick, I had, you know, like a, you know, there's a spectrum of boners, right? Like, you know, you might be able to initiate sex with an 80% or so boner, but it's not optimal maybe.

You know, and sometimes maybe you're only generally working at 90, 95%, but we were at like 102% the whole time. It was like, holy shit, my dick is particularly, you know, it's a good boner day. Katie, you brought out a good boner day in me.

Thank you so much. Yeah, my dick was so hard the whole time that she was doing that, and I felt it seemingly feel like, you know, it even expanded a little more, like a little bit of like a throb, but not like a continuous one, just a couple little pulses that felt like additional blood flow coming in. So maybe we're at 103 or 104 even.

You've expanded my capacity to 105% of the previous boner potential. Thank you, Katie. Thank you so much.

And then right after that, that feeling of an extra little influx of blood, I felt that tingle start in my balls and roll up my back, over my scalp, into my face, and down the front of my body. All this sexual energy enlivening and quickening and it came back down into my balls and then traveled up the shafts of my cock until it felt like a whole load of fluid was there, rested in the chamber, and it just needed to build up enough tension to fire it out. And we slowly started climbing that hill of tension as she gyrated her hand and sucked on the head of my dick and bopped her head forward and back, and twerked that fucking fat milf ass in the fucking mirror.

A couple times I did reach down behind her and give it a little spank, several times. She seemed to like it. And I could reach, you know, I was flexible enough to lean up over her head and reach both hands down and smack that fucking ass.

She definitely seemed to like it. In fact, that one time I did it with both hands and I didn't quite get like a crisp, you know, crack sound with the spank. I got more of a dull thud and she looked up at me and said, uh-uh, redo it.

I want to hear a nice sharp crack. And I did so again. And her ass was so fucking firm, you know, you kind of expect, you know, I mean, I love a jiggly round booty.

You know, there's no assumption that everything is going to be tight and firm and toned. I love all the big fat booties, jiggle included. But when I reached down and smacked her ass, I was amazed at how firm it was for the, you know, just overall size of it.

It's very, very strong. She was so comfortable down there in a squat too, just really fucking working and seemingly having a great time. And I almost spoke out that I was going to come and then I remembered my intention and turned my head quickly.

She was so engrossed in the task, she didn't notice. And I just felt that tension building and building and seemingly all this energy spiraling around in my pelvis and condensing inside my cock and in the area of my pubic bone behind it where it felt like the muscles would start to contract to propel that load of cum sitting in the chamber of my dick outward. It was building, building, building, building.

It's like pressure. And then there was the release. And she did look surprised for a second, especially when I somewhat aggressively grabbed the back of her head with both my hands and pulled her fucking face all the way down and throbbed and throbbed and throbbed.

Oh, and I could feel, you know, that each throb came with a big sticky glob of cum. So I was mentally grateful that it seemed like I had produced a relatively good load and held her fucking head down as I threw my own head back and smiled ear to ear and felt my knees and thighs and glutes and abdomen all contracting in a pulsing rhythm. Oh, and just a couple more spurts coming out after those first three big ones, little drips and drabs that still felt so tingly and good.

And I was holding her head down and she was really starting to kind of gurgle and try to breathe by opening her mouth a little wider and having that like hissy dentist vacuum sound going on. I loved it so much. I told her, oh, you stay right there.

That's it. Be a good auntie and fucking drain your nephew all the way out. I'm almost done.

You stay right there. Be a good fucking auntie. Drain your fucking nephew's cock.

Drain your nephew's cock. You did so good. You did so good.

Oh, my God. I came so hard. Oh, nope.

Okay. There you go. Yeah.

Good job. Thank you. Was it okay that I did that? Okay, that I sprung that on you and held your head down on my cock while I came? You did tell me that you were eager to swallow it.

Whatever I was doing was perfectly fine. So I hope that was okay with you. Yeah, you liked it.

I know you. I can tell you did. You're a fucking, you are the baddest bitch around, ain't you? She said, I'll tell you if I don't like something.

Yeah, I know you will. I know you will. Gosh, that felt so good.

You want to sit and talk for a little bit and maybe have a drink before? I mean, I still want to make love to you. You just might want to wait a minute, if that's okay, or you can just enjoy sitting and talking for a little bit.

Yeah, I did say that. I did say make love. I guess I didn't really think about it.

I hope that's okay. Yeah. I mean, yeah, I guess it makes sense to me.

It's not what I necessarily would have expected to come out, but I mean, I do love you and Katie. Yeah, things did get a little sensual at moments here, and I think we were both kind of resisting that even, you know, because maybe we felt a little sheepish about it or something, but even still, it definitely came through anyway. We both seemed to move towards it at different points.

Is that your experience too? Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I don't mind. If you want to be more sensual or loving, don't feel shy. It's okay.

I don't need you to just be my raunchy, slutty aunt the whole time. I really liked that, that you got a little, almost shy and, you know, we're all kissy and nuzzly and stuff. I liked that.

In fact, I really felt like I needed that. Yeah. I mean, I don't want to make it awkward.

It's not like I'm going to tell you so while I'm fucking you, but I do love you and Katie. Yeah, I know you love me too. Oh, it would be okay with you if I said that during sex.

I guess you're right. It's not like I stopped loving you then. Oh my God, I love you so much.

Oh, thank you. Thank you for pointing that out and being okay with that. I feel like you saw something I was holding back in myself.

I didn't even know. Oh, I love you so much, aunt Katie. Oh, give me a hug.

Let's sit here on the couch and just, can we just sit here and hold each other and cuddle while you're in here? While you're in those heels and topless in my new favorite underwear in the world. I just want to feel all your skin next to me and just hold you close.

I want to bury my head in your beautiful boobies Oh, this is so sweet. Oh, I never would have expected this. God, I love you so much.

Thank you. Yeah, your nephew loves you so much. I want to kiss your boobs, aunt Katie.

I want to lick them and nibble on your nipples and play with them and have my head all enveloped in them. Is that okay? Thank you.

I feel like I could fall asleep like this. This is the best. Oh, gosh.

Yeah, don't feel awkward at all about being sensual or saying anything you want that you feel or think. I don't have any judgments. Like I said, I love you so much.

It's okay if we want to talk about it or be in it while we're doing this, I think. Yeah, let's do it. Let's be in love while we're doing this.

Just because it's the love between an aunt and her nephew doesn't mean that we can't also have love between lovers or that there can't be an overlap or something. It's not going to kill anything for me to feel my love for you as my aunt while we're doing it. It doesn't make me feel grossed out or weird or ashamed or anything.

It makes me feel so lucky and special and close to you. You look like you're going to tear up. That's so sweet.

I didn't expect this. I love it though. I mean, I might have to pull your hair and fuck you pretty hard and rough and impersonally to balance things out, but right now this happy sweet moment is so wonderful.

I know, I always get to make jokes and take away from them. Well, it's true though. Everything needs to be kept in balance.

For every sappy sweet holding each other moment, I like a sound of hips thumping into booty, flesh clapping into flesh, hard dick being enveloped in pussy and slammed in and out, hard and fast and rough. The smell of sex in the air as two bodies is ravaging at each other. I like that shit too.

Can we do it now? I mean, I said maybe we wanted to wait, but I mean, I'm ready to go as you can see. I don't know, maybe if we just lay here on the couch like this, you know, face each other, we could just start out real gentle and sensual like this, you know?

You like that idea? Cool. At that point I went to get a condom because I kind of didn't want to have, not that I didn't want to, but it just crossed my mind that I didn't know whether or not she had gone through menopause.