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    I just d use one eye read diz story

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    We were all on the same floor.
    Mom went to our room, then Aunt Carol and I were alone in hers.
    As soon as the door closed, she walked over to the counter, grabbed something and then returned to me. She grabbed at my crotch, dropped to her knees and said, as she lifted some mistletoe above her head and well, in truth, my head too… my c--k head, “It’s time for some mistle-blow.”
    I gasped, as she handed me the mistletoe, quickly fished out my already very hard c--k and said, “I need to do my own inspection of this family legend.”
    “What about Uncle Jim?” I asked with a moan, as she took my c--k in her mouth.
    “F--k him,” she said, looking up at me, stroking my hard c--k
    “I’d rather f--k you,” I countered, this time blunt as you please, just as she took my c--k back in her mouth, this timewayback in her mouth.
    After a few bobs, she responded, “God, this is a perfect c--k.”
    “Those are some great lips too,” I responded, as once again she took my c--k in her mouth.
    She s----d much better than my FWB (figure it out; you’ve had clues) or any other chick, creating a lot of saliva in her mouth which made it feel like a pleasure tornado.
    “Oh yeah, that feels amazing,” I moaned.
    “Better than your college s--t?” she asked, as her tongue slid down my s---t.
    “Way better,” I admitted, as she s----d on my balls… the first woman ever to do that.
    “Have you come yet today?” she asked, moving her mouth from one ball to the other while slowly stroking my c--k.
    “Not yet,” I admitted, knowing I likely wouldn’t last long if she went back to s-----g me.
    “Do you want to come down Auntie’s throat?” she asked, as she slithered her tongue back up my steel s---t.
    “Or maybe all over your pretty face,” I answered, loving to come on someone’s face.
    “That’s not very gentlemanly,” she smiled, as she looked up at me, her tongue swirling around my c--k head.
    “Looks can be deceiving,” I replied.
    “You can shoot your first load all over my face,” she negotiated, “so long as the second load is deposited in my c--t.”
    Very few girls or women used the wordcunt, so hearing it from my aunt’s mouth was hot as hell, as was the fact she was now bobbing on my c--k furiously, taking almost my entire s---t in that sexy mouth.
    I replied, “I have a few loads I can deposit here and there before the night is over.”
    She kept bobbing, the speed, the excess saliva and her amazing suction skills had my balls boiling and I waited until the last possible second before I pulled out and shot my full load all over her face.
    Like an expert c--k sucker, who had taken facials before, she closed her eyes in the nick of time and opened her mouth wide.
    The first rope landed in her hair and on her forehead as I was apparently a bit too excited.
    The second rope hit right between her eyes, on her nose and in her open mouth.
    The third landed on her chin in a big wad that was just hanging on.
    While the remainder also hit her chin and a little on her black dress.
    She took my c--k back into her mouth, which few girls ever did once I’d come.
    And f--k did it feel awesome!
    After a few slow bobs, she stood up, pulled me over to the bed, and lifted her black dress high enough to reveal she was wearing a garter-belt and stockings.
    “Uncle Jim is an idiot,” I acknowledged, as she got on all fours, now revealing she also wasn’t wearing any panties.
    “I got rid of my panties at the restaurant,” she smiled, looking back at me. “Wanted to make sure you could just slide right in.”
    I got on the bed, positioned my d--k behind her and did just that.
    “Oh f--k,” she moaned as I slid inside her. “Now f--k me hard. I don’t know how much time we have.”
    I wasn’t going to argue. I was f-----g my hot aunt. I grabbed her hips and began urgently slamming into her.
    “Oh yes, s--d,” she moaned. “Pound me with that huge f-----g d--k.”
    Spinning back to the earlier flirtation, I quipped, “I’m hammering away just like you wanted.”
    “Oh yes you are,” she moaned, as she began bouncing back on my c--k, meeting my forward thrusts.
    Her moans were getting louder, and after a couple minutes of both of us f-----g each other with reckless aggression, I could tell she was close.
    Then she did something I’d never felt before.

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    She somehow tightened her c--t around my c--k, while still being excessively wet.
    “Don’t stop f-----g me you mother f----r,” she said, furiously bouncing back on my c--k with a lust I’d never seen or felt before.
    “Don’t you mean aunt f----r?” I corrected.
    “Yes, until later tonight,” she moaned.
    “What?” I asked, as sweat dripped down me: wishing I would have taken off my suit jacket at least.
    “Just keep slamming that big salami stick in my c--t,” she demanded, leaving me with a big question.
    She was implying Mom wanted to f--k me.
    Had she made that implication deliberately? Had Mom said something? What did Aunt Carol know that I didn’t?
    “Oh God, f--k yes, f--k, you’re f-----g amazing, f--k me, shit, yes!” she screamed, as her o----m hit her and she collapsed forward, my c--k slipping out of her.
    I could have kept f-----g her; but I wanted to taste that fresh p---y, so I flipped her onto her back and buried my face in her flooding c--t.
    “Oh God!” she moaned, her legs wrapping around my head. “You’re going to be visiting auntie a lot.”
    I lapped up her tangy wetness while imagining stopping by her house for a f--k… wishing I lived closer… wishing I’d known about her proclivities when I was still in high school.
    I love eating p---y and hers was one of the wettest, tangiest yet.
    I was lapping eagerly, she was moaning still, when there was a knock at the door.
    “F--k!” she sighed, “you haven’t come yet.”
    I got off the bed and grabbed my pants. I whispered, “Rain check. Yes I know, I still owe you a c--t deposit.”
    She slowly got off the bed as there was another knock.
    “I’m coming,” I called out.
    “I wish that was true,” she smiled, as she fixed her outfit and I buckled my belt.
    “Hurry up,” Mom called out.
    I went to the door and opened it.
    “What took so long?” Mom asked.
    “We were on the balcony,” I lied.
    “Oh,” she said, as she walked in with a bottle of wine in her hand.
    She looked around and said, “Thereisno balcony.”
    Busted!I thought to myself, my quick thinking sabotaged by facts.
    Mom shocked me again as she sighed, glaring at her oldest sister, “You already f----d him, didn’t you?”
    “In my defense,” Aunt Carol pointed out, “you arrived before he could come… a second time.”
    “But you obviously did,” Mom said, as I stood there bewildered.
    “Yeah, and his c--k is as big as you said it was,” auntie replied, giving me a wink as I stood there speechless.
    “I thought we agreed I’d get to f--k him first,” Mom complained, shock compounding shock.
    “I just let you think that,” Carol said. “I’m the oldest, I get dibs.”
    “He’s mySon,” Mom said with twisted logic, clearly annoyed.
    “He still has a load or two if you want them,” Carol offered, before adding, “or you can come lick his first load off my face.”
    “You’d better go clean up, you look like a cheap s--t,” Mom said to her older sister.
    “C-m is a great natural moisturizer,” Aunt Carol shrugged.
    Mom turned to me and complained, “What’s wrong with you, I rub your c--k at the restaurant and you f--k my sister?”
    “I thought it was Aunt Carol doing that,” I finally spoke, still feeling like I was in the most twisted, trippiest version of Candid Camera ever.
    “You don’t want to f--k Mommy?” she asked, with a pout.
    “I-I-I wouldn’teversay that!” I stammered, struggling even to form my words, but desperate not to miss this crazy opportunity.
    “So youdowant to f--k Mommy?” she asked sexily, her tone dripping sultrily, as she walked up to me.
    “Well…yeah!” I answered, my confidence beginning to build as I came to grips that this was really happening.
    “Tell me what you want, son,” she said, as she dropped in front of me.
    “You’ll be tasting me,” Carol warned, reminding Mom I’d just f----d her older sister.
    “It won’t be the first time,” Mom replied, shocking me yet again, as she unbuckled my belt. A belt I’d just done back up.
    “True, but usually it’s because you’re between my legs,” Carol continued the stunning revelations.
    “I don’t think my son needed to know about our lesbian incest trysts,” Mom said, as she unzipped my pants and pulled them down. “Or do you, my big boy?”
    “You had me atlesbian incest tryst,” I joked, as my hard c--k was about to be allowed out to play again.

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    hmmmmmm nice 1

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    This story get sense wella.

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    nice one

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    the story carry weight ooo

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