Aunt Wolfy Ch. 03

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I awoke in darkness, still a bit tired. Though the curtains on the window were mostly drawn, there was a tiny part that I could see outside with. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon. I glanced to the alarm clock on the bedside table to my left, seeing that it was almost seven in the morning. Glancing to my left, my naked aunt was sleeping soundly.

I grabbed my smart phone from the bedside table and turned on my home screen to see that today was Friday. When you’re on summer vacation, it’s easy for you to lose track of what day it is, especially when you’re not working. I’d been spending the past few days having great sex with my Aunt Winnifred.

We’d been staying at the Hilton since Sunday afternoon, and, for the past few five days, we’d been fucking like rabbits. Sunday, we had so much sex that we spent Monday resting and lounging around the suite. Tuesday, Aunt Winnie treated us to a day at the spa, getting deep tissue massages and other therapeutic treatments. Wednesday, we played mini golf at the hotel’s golf course, went walking around downtown, and ended the night making love in the hotel swimming pool. Thursday, Aunt Winnie took me out on a shopping spree, buying new clothes for the both of us, which landed me a quick blowjob in the dressing room of each store where we shopped.

By the time we got back to the hotel, I was itching to get out of my clothes. We then spent all of last night making love in every room of our suite. I almost felt bad for the housekeeping staff, which would have to clean up our love stains.

I gazed over at my still-sleeping lover. My morning wood was throbbing with desire, despite the reaming I had given her the previous night. I was torn between going back to sleep, and maybe going outside to watch television in order to take my mind off of sex. Just before I could make a decision, Aunt Winnie’s phone went off. She grumbled as she grabbed it off of her nightstand and answered the call.

“Hello?” Aunt Winnie answered. “What? Hello, dear. I…What? What’s that?”

She sat up in bed, causing her bare torso to emerge from underneath the covers. I stared at her now-visible tits, with their beautiful, round, brown, half-dollar sized areolas and their hard chocolate nipples. I so wanted to grab those taut, DD sized flesh melons, but Aunt Winnie looked a bit alarmed right now.

“Okay, okay, just calm down,” she said. “Just come over and crash here for a few days. Okay? Okay, bye.”

She shut the phone off, put it back on the nightstand, and gave a loud yawn. She looked over to her left, surprised to see me awake. Even with her tousled nest of brown hair, she looked amazing.

“Oh!” Aunt Winnie exclaimed. “How long have you been up?”

“For a while,” I answered. “Everything okay?”

“It was your cousin Cori on the phone; she’s having a bit of a rough time right now. I told her to come over and crash at my place until she feels better.”

Cori was the daughter of my Uncle Robert, who was brother to my mom and Aunt Winnie. Ever since we were kids, she was always a very bookish and sensitive child. My mom always blamed it on her parents, who sheltered her a lot and home-schooled her until she was 18.

“Well, that’s nice of you to take her in.” I reached over and grabbed one of Aunt Winnie’s breasts. “Since you’re awake, why don’t you take me in for a little bit?”

“I’m still tired from last night, Sammy,” she said, taking my hand off her chest. “I’m going to get some more sleep; we have to be up at 9 so we can get packed and grab some food before we check out at 11. We’ll play when we get home, hopefully before your cousin gets here.”

She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and went back to sleep. Still very much horny, I quietly exited the bedroom with my laptop and headphones, went into the guest bathroom, and stroked off to some MILF porn. After satisfying myself, I climbed back into bed with Aunt Winnie and fell back asleep.

Just as she said, we awoke at 9 AM, showered, dressed, and packed. We then enjoyed a breakfast that was brought to our room by room service. We then went downstairs and checked out of the hotel, giving our keys to the cheery female concierge.

“And did you and your son enjoy your stay, Ms. Larski?” the concierge asked.

“He’s not my son,” smiled Aunt Winnie as she signed a form. “This is my lover. We’re about to go home so I can ride his baloney pony.”

The receptionist and I blushed furiously as we were completely dumbfounded by her statement. Aunt Winnie took my hand and we quickly exited the hotel. The valet brought the car around, and after I loaded our bags, we drove home. The drive home was mostly quiet, aside the occasional remarks on the weather and the scenery. We both knew that one choice word would be enough to send us into a fit of mad arousal.

After parking her car in the garage, Aunt Winnie and I grabbed our luggage and walked into the house. We stopped to marvel at how clean the pool and back porch were. Walking outside, we saw no trace of the litter Ankara bayan escort that had made it previously made it impossible to walk on the porch, and the pool water was pristine and inviting.

“Well,” I said, taking off my shirt. “What do you say that you and I take a dip in the pool?’

“Nuh-uh,” Aunt Winnie said. “Shirt back on, mister.”

“Aw, come on, Aunt Winnie. Let’s fool around for a bit!” I started pawing after her, but she resisted.

“Nooo, stop that! Cori’s going to be here any minute, so I’d prefer not to be caught in flagrante delicto.”

“Awww, man.”

We resigned ourselves to sitting in the den and watching television while waiting for Cori to arrive. As much as I hated to admit it, Aunt Winnie was right to stop me; I was sitting in the armchair while she lounged on the couch, knowing that I’d be trying force myself on her if I sat next to her. It was an hour or two before we heard the doorbell ring. Aunt Winnie got up from her seat to greet my cousin. I turned my head as I heard the two of them walked into the living room a few seconds later.

“As you can see, Sammy,” Aunt Winnie said. “Your cousin is here!’

“Hey, Cori,” I said cheerily.

“Hey, Samuel,” she mumbled.

My cousin Cori was a meek girl with straight, shoulder-length brown hair. She had fine, porcelain skin that let everyone know that the sun was not her friend. Despite being pale, she had naturally, dark pink lips and a very pretty face. She wore a black t-shirt and a long denim skirt. Despite looking very pretty, she looked very sad.

For as long as I had known her, she was a very shy person. Eight years older than I was, she was the only child of my Uncle Robert. I remember days where my cousins and siblings and I would play outside at family gatherings, enjoying games of Hide-and-Seek and Red Rover, and she’d be in the house reading books. Back then, she could name the kings of England by heart, but wasn’t allowed to eat ice cream. I wasn’t at all surprised that she looked depressed.

After making some sandwiches for lunch, we sat around the kitchen table to eat and talk. Cori had just gotten her doctorate in Microbiology, which came as no surprise to me; she always did well in schools. Whenever my siblings or I did badly on a report card, our parents always used her as an example of how we should be doing.

However, her schooling was not the reason she had called Aunt Winnie in distress. Apparently, she’d moved to a new city, gotten a new job, and was making great money, but…

“I’ve just been so lonely!” Cori wept, her tears rolling down her face and onto her plate.

Aunt Winnie got up and took her into her arms, trying to console her. “Shhh, it’s alright!”

“No, it’s not!” Cori bawled. “I’m 26, and my parents keep pressuring me to get married and start having kids, but it’s not easy! “

“Yeah, Robert is an asshole,” Aunt Winnie growled. “He and your mother need to mind their business and let you live your life.” She kissed Cori on the forehead.

“Thanks, Aunt Winnie,” she sniffled, after Aunt Winnie got back into her seat. “I just needed to be with family, I guess. I really enjoyed growing up in this neighborhood, and it feels good to be back.”

“Well, you stay as long as you need to. It so good to have both my niece AND nephew here.”

The next few days, to my surprise, Cori seemed a little less gloomy. All three of us had fun in Aunt Winnie’s house. We’d go on walks together, swim in the pool, play board games, watch movies, and eat junk food; it was just like old times. All the fun that I had been having was almost enough to make me forget how much I missed fucking Aunt Winnie. Bedtime was definitely the worst.

Before we’d left for the hotel, I’d been used to staying in Aunt Winnie’s room, but she banished me back to the bedroom that used to belong to my cousin Todd. She didn’t want Cori knowing about our relationship, so we had to act like aunt and nephew until she left. A few times, I tried to creep into her room, but, either the door was locked, or I ran into Cori, whom I quickly discovered was a light sleeper and always peeked outside when I entered the hallway.

But, after 4 days of no sex, I was getting a bit pent-up. I really missed being with Aunt Winnie, so I had to resort to using my laptop. Though it was nice to see Cori feeling better, I needed some attention from my aunt.

Finally, one glorious Wednesday morning, I looked outside to see Cori’s car not in the driveway. My heart leapt with joy, and I dashed to Aunt Winnie’s bedroom, wearing naught but my boxers. The door was slightly ajar, so I opened it to find her lounging on her bed in her nightgown and watching television.

“Cori’s gone,” I said to her, my heart pounding and my body tingling with anticipation.

“No, she’s not,” Aunt Winnie answered lazily. “She went out for a bit to run some errands.”

I quickly leapt into her bed and began lavishing her face and neck with kisses. Aunt Winnie put her hands up and began to push Escort bayan Ankara me away in protest.

“Stop that! Cori could come home any minute!”

“Aw, come on, Aunt Winnie. I’ve got blue balls!”

She heaved a sigh. “Close the door.”

I leapt off the bed, slammed the door, and quickly rejoined my aunt. In a flash, she had me on my back, climbed on top of me, and pressed my mouth to hers. Our arms enveloped each other as we reunited as lovers once again.

“Ohhhh,” she moaned, as I sucked on her neck. “I’m sorry that I was so cruel to you; believe me, I wanted you in my bed!”

“Aunt Wolfy!” I growled into her ear. “I’ve got a pile of crusty boxers in my room that shows how much I missed you!”

“Mmm, this is proof enough!” Aunt Winnie said, unbuttoning the front flap of my boxer shorts, letting my rigid prick pop out into the air. “Oh, yes! There it is!”

I let out a groan as Aunt Winnie grabbed my rod and gave me a rough handjob. My body was paralyzed with delight as I was assailed with jolts of erotic bliss. I almost felt compelled to weep with joy; absence did make the heart grow fonder.

Suddenly, I saw Aunt Winnie tense like a startled animal, her eyes darting from side to side. It took a few minutes to realize why she had stopped; I could hear the faint sound of footsteps ascending the stairway. Aunt Winnie looked at me and put a finger to her lips. She then bent down close to my ear and whispered, “Closet, now!”

I quickly obeyed, dashing into the large walk-in closet and partially closing the door behind me, leaving a small crack which would allow me to hear Aunt Winnie give me the all-clear to exit. I sat in the dark closet for about a minute before I heard knocking on the bedroom door. Aunt Winnie bade the person enter, and I heard the door open.

“Hey, Aunt Winnie, do you have a minute?” Cori asked.

“Sure, sweetheart,” Aunt Winnie told her. “Come on in.”

I heard the bedroom door close and Cori’s footsteps. Peering through the crack in the closet door, I saw my cousin sitting on the bed beside Aunt Winnie. Thankfully, Aunt Winnie looked so composed that you would not be able to tell that she had been rolling around in her bed with her nephew.

“I didn’t see Samuel downstairs when I came back. Is he still asleep?”

“He said that he was going for a jog,” Aunt Winnie lied.

“That’s good, because I need to talk to you.”

“What’s on your mind, hon?”

Cori fidgeted nervously. “I…I just wanted to thank you so much for allowing me to stay here. These past few days have been so wonderful; I don’t know why I ever left.”

“You’ll be fine, sweetie. You just need to…”

Aunt Winnie words were cut short, because Cori suddenly grabbed her face and kissed her. My aunt made a muffled exclamation, her eyes wide with shock as her niece’s tongue slithered into her mouth. I tried my best to keep myself from crying out in surprise, clapping my hands over my mouth as I reeled from disbelief over this startling development.

The kiss might have lasted little over 10 seconds, but it seemed like 10 minutes to me. Aunt Winnie gently pushed Cori back, and I could see my cousin’s usually pallid face flush with arousal. From the look on Aunt Winnie’s face, she was trying hard to process what had just transpired, just like I was.

“Well…that was…unexpected,” she said.

“I’ve been wanting to do that…for so long,” Cori breathed. “I spent the entire drive back here building up the courage to do that. You can’t imagine how many times in the past that I would touch myself at…”

“Let’s slow down here,” Aunt Winnie said.

“God!” Cori laughed. “That felt so freeing! I felt great!” Her eyes wandered all over our aunt’s body. “I want to do it again.”

Aunt Winnie’s eyes widened as she tried to block Cori’s outstretched hands, which were trying to grab as much as possible. At last, Aunt Winnie was able to grab her niece’s hands, and held onto them tight.

“Listen, Cori, I…don’t think you know what you’re doing!”

“I know exactly what I’m doing! I want you, Aunt Winnie.”


“I know you’ve fucked a lot of guys!”

That last statement hung in the air like a dark cloud. Sitting there in the closet, I was still amazed at where this was all going. I expected Aunt Winnie to slap the shit out of Cori, but, to my surprise, she cleared her throat and smiled.

“Cori, let me explain something, I…” She stopped mid-sentence and started looking around the room cautiously. “Did you hear that?”

“No…what is it?”

“It sounds like…like someone else is here.”

“Maybe Samuel is home from his jog?”

“No…it sounds like…”

I watched as Aunt Winnie faced the closet. To my horror she got up and started tiptoeing towards my hiding spot. As she approached, she gave me a wink and slowly mouthed the words “play along” to me.

“A-HA!” Aunt Winnie exclaimed, flinging the closet door wide open. She lunged forward and grabbed me. “Get out Bayan escort Ankara of there!”

Cori’s face was wrought with horror as Aunt Winnie pulled me out into the bedroom. Remembering Aunt Winnie’s earlier signal, I stood there with the guiltiest expression I could muster, which really wasn’t too hard. Aunt Winnie circled around and folded her arms, adopting a convincing air of anger.

“Mind telling me what you were doing in my closet, Samuel?”

“I, uh…was looking for…”

“My panties?!? No wonder I’ve been missing so many pairs lately, you little pervert!”

“Sorry, Aunt Winnie,” I said, guilt-ridden. Judging from the expression of pity I received from Cori, I was doing a good job of selling my role of the caught panty-thief.

“Well, this has been an interesting day, so far,” Aunt Winnie said with a sardonic laugh. “I have an underwear-stealing nephew, and a niece who wants me. I need a drink!” She signed and walked to the door. Once she had her hand on the doorknob, she stopped and turned around. “But, maybe…I should find give you two what you need.”

“W-what do you mean?” I asked.

“Get naked, both of you.”

Cori looked at me and then to Aunt Winnie in confusion. “No! I-I don’t want to!”

“Well, if you won’t,” Aunt Winnie said, reaching down to grab the hem of her nightgown and pull it over her head. “Then, I’ll get things started.”

Both Cori and I gawked at Aunt Winnie’s naked body; even though I’d seen it countless times, the sight of her still blew me away. Her rounded ass, her supple breasts, her tanned skin, and that large swath of curly brown pubic hair, they all drove me crazy. It was taking everything I had to keep myself from getting a full-on erection; in any other circumstances, I’d let it grow wild, but Cori was in the room. From the looks of things, Cori liked what she saw, as well. Looking down, I saw the faintest lump becoming gradually pronounced within my boxers.

“I don’t see anyone else getting undressed!” Aunt Winnie said in her best scolding tone. “You two either get naked or get out!”

“Yes, ma’am!” I yelped before yanking down my boxers.

Cori looked at me in shock, still blushing like a nun in a porn theater. For half a second, I could have sworn that her gaze lingered on my naked body longer than necessary. She fidgeted nervously on the bed, clearly unsure of what to do.

“Mmm, looking good, Sammy!” Aunt Winnie said, strolling over to me and rubbing my toned arms and chest. “All that jogging seems to be doing you some good! Doesn’t he look good, Cori?”

“I guess so,” she muttered.

“Why don’t you join the party, then?”

Cori just sat there, wringing her hands on her lap and blushing. My heart leapt as I saw her take off her shoes and socks. She then got to her feet and undid the clasp on the front of her blue jeans, letting them fall to the floor and stepping out of them. With apparent hesitation, she lifted the teal shirt that she was wearing over her head and dropped it. She stood there wearing only a large pair of beige women’s briefs and a tan sports bra.

“Good job,” Aunt Winnie commended. “Now, let’s get rid of the rest.”

Cori heaved a stressful sigh as she pulled down her underwear. I was greeted by the sight of her womanhood, which was covered with a light, feathery down of straight black hair. She then reached behind her back and undid the sports bra.

“Holy shit!” Aunt Winnie exclaimed.

“Whoa!” I said in agreement.

We were both surprised to see two enormous breasts flop out of the confines of the sports bra. I knew for a fact that Aunt Winnie was a DD cup, so Cori had to be a G cup at the most. The dual milk-colored torpedoes jutted majestically from her chest, each of them adorned with pale-pink nipples set in beautiful, oval-shaped areolae of the same color. Her ass was nothing to marvel at, but one wouldn’t really notice it after seeing her chest. Cori’s body was making me hot.

“Cori! Where have you been hiding those babies?!?” Aunt Winnie asked, gawking at her.

“She definitely got them from our side of the family,” I quipped.

“Mommy doesn’t like them, so that’s why I wore sports bras. She says that women with big breasts don’t get taken seriously. Daddy convinced her not to make me get a breast reduction.”

“Well, at least my brother did SOMETHING right,” Aunt Winnie said. “Mmm, let’s have a taste.”

She walked over to her nude niece and grabbed her teats, her slender fingers sinking into the billowy mounds of flesh. I watched longingly as Aunt Winnie bent down slightly so that she could put her mouth to one of Cori’s pebble-sized nipples. Cori’s eyes fluttered closed as she moaned and squirmed while Aunt Winnie sucked on her tits. Cori clutched Aunt Winnie’s head closer to her body.

I watched in sheer delight as they made their way onto the bed. Cori lifted Aunt Winnie’s head away from her chest and started kissing her again, only this time, Aunt Winnie happily reciprocated. Mouths and tongues were shared, the two of them humming and moaning as their hands explored each other. My eyes grew big as saucers as Aunt Winnie’s right hand slithered down to Cori’s crotch. A few seconds later, the younger woman’s back arched and a shrill moan escaped her gaping mouth.

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