0 comments/ 314651 views/ 24 favorites Friendly Game With a Friendly Aunt By: Dr. Gorgo When I graduated high school, my mother wanted me to go to college close to home, but I had other ideas. I had lived my entire life in the same city and I wanted to go someplace else. Mom wasn't too crazy about the idea, though. She's been over-protective of me since I was a kid, and I doubt that'll ever change. To ease her concerns, I agreed to attend a small college on the west coast in a small town my aunt Rose and uncle Hector lived in. Knowing that I'd be living with family made my mom happy, and I knew it would be cheaper than living on my own. So in mid-August, I boarded a Greyhound bus to take the three-day cross-country trip to my aunt's little town. Mom had offered to pay for a plane ticket, but I wanted to see the country a little. It was a nice trip, made more pleasant by chatting with some of my fellow passengers. On the morning of the fourth day, the bus rolled into the small station where my aunt and uncle were waiting for me. I hadn't seen them since the last big family reunion, two years prior. I noticed Uncle Hector's hair had gone a little more gray since I had last seen him. Aunt Rose, on the other hand, looked fabulous. She was wearing a sundress that went down to her knees and showed off her full figure. She waved and I went to meet them. I should probably mention at this point that Aunt Rose is almost ten years younger than her husband, who's my mother's brother. She had just celebrated her 33rd birthday the month before and could still turn heads. She has raven-black hair, green eyes and stands about five-foot four. She tells me she was fat girl in high school, but lost the weight in college, which would explain how her breasts got so nice and big without her ass ballooning to match. I had always thought she was the prettiest of all my relatives, but I had never harbored any lustful thoughts about her until that day. And even then, I was too embarrassed to let myself admit how attracted I was to her. After we they took me to breakfast, we went home, which was a two-story house, quite different from the apartments I'd lived in all my life. My room was in the basement, along with the laundry and the storage area. I was happy to note how big my room was, and Hector had dragged his old desk out of storage and set it up for me to use. Having the room on a separate floor gave me a sense of privacy that I'd never experienced before. As the months passed, I gradually got used to small-town life. It was odd to have people I didn't know say hello to me as they passed me on the street, but soon enough I was returning their greetings like a native son. The college was nice, and the veterinary science program I was in seemed pretty good. The social scene was a change, as I soon realized all the people my age in town knew each other. Some of the girls were pretty sexy, and I hooked up with one called Nancy who I dated for about four months. The trouble was, she didn't believe in doing much more than letting me feel her tits and giving me hand-jobs. That was nice, but I wanted more and I got tired of waiting for her to loosen up, which led to our breaking up. I spent a lot of my spare time with Aunt Rose. Unlike Uncle Hector, she was raised in a big city, and I found we had a lot of similar tastes in movies and books. I kinda wondered how a roughneck like Uncle Hector had managed to hook such a sophisticated woman, but was too shy to ask either of them about it. Since most of the girls in town were Nancy's friends, it looked like I would stay single for the foreseeable future, so I was happy to share my aunt's company. One Saturday afternoon, I was playing solitaire (a game I had become quite good at, sadly) on the dining room table. Uncle Hector had left a few days before for a logging camp. Because of his job, he would often be gone for a week at a time, and this time was no exception. Aunt Rose wandered by on the way to the kitchen, and emerged with a glass of milk. She looked at my cards while she leaned on the doorframe and looked at me. She was wearing a yellow blouse and blue jeans that hugged her nice legs. "Don't you have anything better to do on a nice day like today?" she asked. "As pathetic as this sounds, no, I don't." I replied. "I just think it's a shame a nice-looking boy like you isn't out enjoying himself with his friends," she said as she sat down across the table from me. "Well, when I broke up with Nancy, I lost my hanging-out rights with a lot of her friends, which means most of the people I go to school with," I explained. "Aww, poor boy," Aunt Rose said in a mocking tone. "I don't know what you saw in that girl anyway. She always seemed so stuck up to me." "She wasn't that bad," I said. "She was cute as hell, that certainly didn't hurt." "Maybe, but I get the feeling you didn't get all you wanted out of that cute little body of hers" she said. That surprised me a little. I'd noticed Aunt Rose was pretty blunt in conversation, but we'd never discussed my sex life (or anyone else's for that matter). I wasn't shocked though, and I had to admit she was right. I looked up from my card game and gave her a small smile. "Why Aunt Rose, you must be psychic". "No," she said as she returned my smile. "I just do the laundry around here. A boy who gets the proper attention from his girlfriend doesn't leave the sort of stains you do on your sheets." I was in mid-shuffle with the cards when she said that, and it knocked me for a loop. Some talk about my sex-life was one thing, but it's quite another when you aunt tells you she knows how much you whack off. I was so embarrassed, I turned beet red and dropped the cards all over the table. "Oh gosh!" Aunt Rose said as she saw the effect of her words. "I'm sorry Bobby. I forgot you come from a long line of prudes. "We're not that bad" I said as I avoided her gaze and picked up the cards. "Well, maybe Mom and Uncle Hector are, but I'm okay. You just caught me off-guard there. I'm sorry you had to... I mean, I'm sorry I..." I couldn't bring myself to finish what I was trying to say. Aunt Rose leaned forward and put her hand on my cheek to guide my eye-line to hers. "It's okay Bobby," she said. "It's totally natural for a young man to do that. I'd be worried if you didn't." I kept looking at her pretty face, and my embarrassment lessened somewhat. "I just never expected us to talk about it, I guess". "Don't worry about it," she said, then game me a kiss on the lips. It wasn't a long kiss, and I knew it was meant to tell me everything was okay. But as she pulled away, I could still taste her on my lips, and I exhaled a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. I hoped she hadn't noticed, but the look in her eyes told me she had. She smiled again, and then got up and went over to the bar. She reached under it and pulled out my uncle's round poker chip holder. "I'm tired of watching you play with yourself," she said, which made me wince. "Ouch!" I exclaimed "I mean play solitaire, you dummy!" she admonished. "Here, let's play a little bit of poker," she said as she began counting out the blue, red and white chips. "I dunno Aunt Rose," I said. "I'm just a poor college student. I don't have that much extra money, and the last time Uncle Hector let me sit in on his poker night I lost twenty bucks to him" "We won't play for money," she reassured me. "Just for fun. We'll see which one of us runs out of chips first" "Okay then" I said as she took the cards from my hand and started shuffling them. We both threw in a white chip for ante, she dealt out a hand of for each of us, and the game was on. Our chips went back and forth for a while as we made small talk about nothing in particular. I was an even game until Aunt Rose started to win two hands for each I took. Even when I had a decent hand, she'd fold, preventing me from getting all that much. I started to wonder if she could read my face to know what I was holding. But no matter how careful I was, I was still losing more than I was winning. Soon enough, I was betting my last chips on a pair of jacks. "Three of a kind" she announced as she put three eights, a king and a deuce on the table. "Aw crap," I said as I watched her take the pot and add it to her stack of chips. "Well, looks like that's about it for me, unless you want to give me back my chips and we can start again". "I dunno Bobby," she replied. "When I was your age and I played in college, we had to buy our chips back." Something about the way she said that, and smiled at the end, made me guess what she was getting at. "Well, I've already told you I don't have a lot of money," I said, "Unless you had something else in mind". "Well, we used to have to buy back our chips with our clothes" she said as she carefully looked at me to see how I'd react. I smiled at her and reached down to take off my sock. She might have thought I came from a line of prides, but I was going to show her that I wasn't quite so stuck up as my other relatives. I put the sock on the table without taking my eyes off her. She looked at it with a mixture of amusement and surprise, and then took it and dropped it on the chair next to hers. She then pushed a stack of chips back to me and began dealing the cards again. We continued our game, but I noticed our small talk seemed to be a little more guarded. I was concentrating on my cards more, because I was wondering what would happen when one of us ran out of cards again. My aunt seemed to have dared me to play along with the idea of losing clothes, but I wondered if she'd be some playful if the tables were turned. I was also wondering, if she did play along, how far it would go. Despite all these questions, running around my head, I was still able to play a good game and my luck started to turn. It took some time, but I finally had most of my aunt's chips when I drew two pairs. I was careful not to bet too much too soon, for fear of scaring her into folding, and when we put our cards down, she was cleaned out. "Well, somebody sure got lucky there," she scowled. "Now now Aunt Rose, let's not be a sore loser," I beamed. "I think you owe me one of your socks." She looked me and made no move. "Are you sure? I could just give you your own sock back". I froze. Had I gone too far? I searched her face for a sign to see if she was mad at me, or just teasing, or shocked, but found nothing. She was giving me a perfect poker face. I was suddenly nervous as hell, but I knew I had to say something. "Well," I began, "I think it's more fun if we take each other's socks. Otherwise, we're just going to be passing the same clothes back and forth." My aunt kept her eyes on me for a moment that seemed to last an eternity, though it was probably no more than two seconds. Then she nodded and reached down to take off her sock. "You're right," she said. "It's better this way. If we just traded socks all the time it would get pretty boring." She gave me her sock and we continued our game, but that last comment had given me hope that our socks would not be the only things coming off. I was looking at her in a totally new way. Before, I had forced myself to simply think of her as my aunt Rose, but now, I was letting myself see her as a beautiful woman. One who might soon be taking off more of her clothes and letting me if her body looked as nice under those clothes as it did with them on. But it seemed like I would have to wait before I could find out. The game got more intense. We talked less and less and our bets grew bigger. I didn't want to spend another half-hour trading chips before one of us ran out, and Aunt Rose seemed to be of the same opinion. It took her about ten minutes for her to get all my chips again, and I dutifully traded her my other sock. Another ten minutes later, and it was me who had all the chips, which earned me her other sock. "Things are getting interesting now," I said as I took the cards for my deal. "The next person who loses their chips is gonna have to take off something big." "Maybe I'll to see those nice muscles of yours," Aunt Rose said as she traced her finger along the underside of her lip. The gesture made her look sexy as hell, and she knew it. We had crossed the line from innocent teasing to serious flirting, and I couldn't be happier. I knew she was my aunt, and a married woman to boot, but I didn't care anymore. I was game for anything, and I just hoped she felt the same All during the next round, I couldn't keep my eyes off her, which wasn't helping my game any. Luckily, she must have been distracted as well, because the chips went back and forth for twenty minutes or so. Finally, I got three good hands in a row and that was enough to get me all her chips once more. I smiled and said nothing, waiting for her to make the next move. But instead of taking anything off, she got up without a word. "Oh shit," I thought to myself. "Now I've done it. I've gone too far and she's leaving because she'd offended." But she went to the window and pulled the curtains shut, then went to the living room and did the same thing to the windows there. "I don't want to give the neighborhood a free show," she explained as she came back to the dining room. I feared she would give me her wedding ring and call it a separate piece of clothing, but instead she unzipped the fly on her jeans, undid the top button and shimmied out of her pants. The sight of her bare legs took my breath away. She was in great shape, and her skin looked so smooth I had to resist the urge to reach out and run my hand up her thigh. Her blouse stopped just below her hips, giving me a good view of her light red cotton panties. She looked at me staring with a small grin on her face, then grabbed the cards. "Grab the chips," she said. "If we're going to keep going, let's do this in the living room where we can stretch out and get a good view of each other." I did as I was told and scooped up the chips. She turned around and walked to the living room, letting her ass sway seductively as she did so. I was amazed she was doing this for my benefit. The living room had a glass coffee table, and Aunt Rose stretched out on the carpeted floor in front of it. I sat down on the floor across from her and let my eyes drink in the sight of my beautiful aunt who was obviously enjoying the effect she was having on me. I was having trouble keeping my thoughts on the game, which made it easy for Rose to take all my chips in five minutes. I dutifully striped off my t-shirt and gave it to her. She took in the sight of my bare chest and started dealing the cards again. By now, we were no longer talking aside from announcing our bets. You could feel the tension in the air. The chips changed hands with neither of us getting an advantage until I bet heavily on three Jacks and lost to Aunt Rose's flush. I got up and dropped my jeans. To tell you the truth, I was a little glad to lose them. I have a seven-inch cock, and it was as hard at that moment as it had ever been, which had been a little uncomfortable. Now, with my pants in Aunt Rose's hands, it wasn't crammed against me, but it was obvious to her how aroused I was. I lay down on my side and propped my head up with my left hand. I wanted Aunt Rose to have a good look at my body, and she seemed to appreciate it. We kept playing and this time out it was my turn to have a good run of luck. I took all of her chips and it was her turn to lose her top. She slowly stripped off her yellow blouse, revealing her 34-D size white bra. I wasn't as skimpy as I'd hoped, but it was still sexy enough to make my dick harder than it had already been, which I hadn't thought possible. As I dealt the cards for the next round, I said, "Aunt Rose, I've noticed something unfair going on here." "Oh," she said as she brushed some hair out of her face. "Do tell." "We've both lost the same amount of clothes, but you have two pieces left and I've only got one," I said. "And I suppose when you play for money, everybody at the table starts out with the same amount in their wallets?" she countered. "Umm..." I stammered. "I guess not." I guess I looked a little sullen, because she added, "I'll tell you what; I'll lose my bra next, and if after that you manage to get my panties, I'll let you take them off yourself". I was taken aback. So far, the game had only involved us checking each other out. There had been no touching except for the brief contact when one of us handed clothes to the other. Now she was making it more involved. "Sounds good to me," I said. "At that point, we'll be out of clothes, so that'll be the end anyway, right?" "Oh no," she answered. "If you end up naked, you can keep playing, but you have to buy your chips back with favours". "What sort of favours?" I asked. "Whatever the other person says." she said. "When I played in college, we generally started small and worked our way into heavy stuff as we went along." "Interesting." I said. "I sure would like to know where you went to college. But I guess if I started the game, I have to finish it." "That's the spirit!" she said as she picked up her cards. I took the next hand, as well as the following two. She won the next one, and then I got a really shitty hand but bluffed convincingly enough to get her to fold. Her pile of chips was dwindling. I chased a straight flush for my next hand but ended up with only a straight, but it was enough to beat her two pairs and take the last of her stack. I smiled and leaned back to enjoy the show. I know she was aware of how much I was looking forward to this, so I saw no reason to hide it. She slipped her hands behind her back to unhook her bra, which made her tits stick out. The sight took my breath away, and then she slipped her bra off completely. I immediately realized why she didn't wear skimpy bras or swimwear; her areolas were huge! They were dark pink, slightly oval-shaped and had to measure two inches in diameter. They were topped off by nipples that, I would later learn, could stick out a quarter-inch. She let me stare for a few seconds and then asked, "You like?" By now it was impossible for us to be subtle with each other, so I didn't even try. "You bet," I said. "Most of my girlfriends had small nipples, but yours..." She looked down at her breasts and said, "I know. For all that guys say they want a girl with a sense of humour, these babies have gotten me every boyfriend I've ever had. When I get really excited, it looks like I've got a couple of pyramids on two hills." I laughed at the joke, partially because the situation was so outlandish. I had seen tits before, sure, and played with my fair share. But I had never talked about a girl's tits to the girl in question, especially when they were right in front of me. That fact that I was doing this with my aunt just made it crazier. Of course, that didn't stop the game. Now we were down to one piece of clothing each, which made the next round especially fierce. I forced myself to quit ogling my aunt long enough to look at my cards. Aunt Rose and I were now betting huge amounts on each hand, as our desire for the prize had far out-weighed our gaming instincts. Aunt Rose's luck was stronger than mine though, and two hands later I was out of chips. I stood up again and took off my white briefs. My cock popped up and pointed straight at her. As I handed the briefs to her, she never took her eyes off my erection. I couldn't help but turn the tables on her by asking "How about you Aunt Rose? Do you like?" "Are you kidding?" she answered. "That Nancy was an idiot to let you keep that in your pants." "What would you do with it, Aunt Rose?" I continued. "Bobby, you're gonna have to win a couple more hands before you can find that out" she said as she began dealing out the cards again. Friendly Game With a Friendly Aunt I ended up with a pair of sevens, which she beat with a pair of queens. I still had chips left though, so we went on with the game. I couldn't do better than a pair of deuces for the next hand, but I bet all I had anyway, and I ended up beating her busted straight. I followed it up with two pairs, which was enough for me to take all of her chips. I was all smiles as I locked eyes with her. "Do you want me to stand up?" she asked. "No," I answered. "I'd rather you lie down instead." She did as I asked as I pushed the coffee table to the side and crawled over. She was lying on her back with her arms at her side and her legs slightly apart on the ground. The position let her breasts flatten somewhat on her chest, which is my favourite way to see them on a woman. "Could you bend your knees a bit?" I asked, and she did. I put my hands on both sides of her hips and slipped my thumbs under her panties' leg holes. I pushed my hands up until my thumbs crossed the edge of her waistband, and then hooked them. I left my hands flat as I slowly began to move them, letting me fell her smooth skin. She raised her ass up to let the panties slip away from it. After that, she let it down again. Her pubic hair was just as black as I had expected, but I saw that she had shaved it not too long ago. I slowly slipped my hands under her legs, and lifted them as I continued to slip the panties along them. By the time I reached her ankles, her legs were pointing straight up. As I slipped her panties over her feet, I looked down at her vagina for the first time. I could tell she was aroused. I looked at her face, and saw she had her eyes closed. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to kiss her, start eating her pussy or slip my cock in her. Before I could make up my mind, she opened her eyes, bent her knees, put her feet on my chest and pushed me away gently. She sat up and let out a sigh "Very nice" she said. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did." "Oh yeah." I said. "I guess we're into favour territory now, huh? "That we are, that we are." she said as I dealt out the next hand. I had hoped we could stop playing games at this point, but it seemed Aunt Rose wanted to tease me a little longer. I was in no mood to wait though. At this point, I didn't care about who was winning or losing. I just wanted to get to the favours. I bet heavily and lost, then repeated the process on the next hand, with the same result. That effectively cleaned me out, and I waited for her to tell me what to do. "For starters, I think we should start with some kissing," she said. "Sounds good to me." I said as I scooted closer to her. I took her in my arms and put our lips together. I immediately slipped my tongue into her mouth, and she sucked on it. I had never kissed an older woman before, not like this. She was by far the best kisser I'd ever been with. She gently caressed my mouth with her lips, then proceeded to slowly lick my lips. I pulled away slightly, then kissed her on the left cheek. I moved to her right cheek, kissed it, and then planted another kiss on her ear. I moved to the other side of her head and kissed her other ear. "Bobby, what are you doing?" Aunt Rose asked softly. "Well," I answered in-between kisses, "You said you wanted some kissing, but you didn't say where, so I think I'll just kiss you everywhere to be on the safe side." Aunt Rose let out a sigh in response as I moved behind her and kissed her shoulders before I showered kisses on her back. I kept my hands behind my back to resist the urge to use them. As I reached the base of her spine, she put her hands on the coffee table and leaned forward on her knees, letting my lips touch her firm ass. I took my time kissing my way around it, with evoked sighs of pleasure from Aunt Rose. "Turn around" I said, and she did. Now she was leaning back, arching her back and thrusting her chest forward. I started my next phase of kissing at her navel and slowly worked my way upward. I gently kissed her nipples, and was pleased to note how erect they were. Aunt Rose's breathing was heavy, and I was tempted to forget everything and just make love to her breasts, but I was determined to finish what I had started. I moved up to her neck, then made my way down her left arm, before I switched to her right one and went back up again. "Lie down on your stomach" I instructed. She did so, and I moved to her upper right thigh. I kissed my way down her leg, loving the smooth feel of her skin. I reached her foot and made sure I'd kissed every nook and cranny before I moved to her other foot and did it all over again. I put kisses up her left leg, then asked her to turn around again. I slowly repeated my journey up and down her legs, and then I was at the part I'd saved for last, her vagina. I kissed her pubic hair, and she responded with a sharp intake of breath. I worked my way down her bush until I was right in front of her opening, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her arousal. I laid a gentle kiss on her clitoris, and then ran my tongue around it. I would have done far more, but suddenly her hand pushed my head away and she sat up. I couldn't believe she was backing away just as things were starting to get really interesting. Especially since she looked as flushed as I was. "Wow, that was a little more than I bargained for" she said as she caught her breath. "Then why did you stop me?" I asked. "Because the first favour isn't supposed to be like that," she responded. Before I could say anything else, she grabbed the deck and started shuffling it. I couldn't believe she still wanted to play games after I had been ready to eat her out, but I kept my mouth shut for fear of messing up the whole deal and driving her off. As luck would have it, I drew three kings, and bet all my chips. She hesitated but called my bet and lost the hand. She looked at me and asked, "Well, what do you want me to do?" "I dunno" I replied. "I'm not sure what to ask for, but I'd like it to be something that won't be interrupted. "Oh Bobby, are you mad at me?" she asked sweetly "Well, I'm getting a little frustrated with this game, to tell you the truth." I said. "In that case," she said as she moved towards me, "I've got just the thing to get rid of a man's frustration". She moved to me and kissed me lightly on the lips. Then she put her hand on my chest and pushed. I got the message and lay down. I drew in a breath as she put her gentle hand around my cock and slowly began to pump it. She looked at me in the eyes, and then moved down to put her mouth on my dick. I put my head back and enjoyed the sensation of the blow-job she was giving me. Like I've already said, it had been a while since I'd gotten one, and I'd forgotten how good they felt. Aunt Rose, I discovered, was as good at oral sex as she was at kissing. I would have thought that was a good sign for the rest of the day's activities, but I was having trouble thinking of anything right at that moment. Her hand pumped my shaft in time with her head's bobbing, while her other hand gently massaged my balls. She skillfully moved her tongue around my rod, something no girl had ever done before. I wanted to tell her how wonderful she was making me feel, but the only sounds coming from my mouth were inarticulate moans and sighs. I was turned on all the more by the gentle slurping sounds escaping from her lips, and by the fact that this woman, who was giving the best head I'd ever gotten, was also my aunt. We were committing incest and adultery all at once, and not only didn't I mind, I found it was making the experience all the more enjoyable! The thrill of the experience, Aunt Rose's amazing technique and the time I'd spent with a hard-on all contributed to the fact that I couldn't last too long. Too soon for my tastes, I was feeling that familiar sensation building inside. "Aunt Rose, I'm gonna cum!" I exclaimed, finally able to choke out a coherent sentence. I had expected to pull away and finish me off with just her hands, but she had still another surprise. Instead, she redoubled her efforts, and when I shot my load, not a drop of it spilled onto the carpet. She milked me of all my jism, and by them time she let my cock slip out of her mouth, it was already softening. While I was still coming down off the wonderful high that she had given me, she sat up and picked up the cards again. "Feel better?" she asked. "Oh God," I stammered. "That was amazing. I've never had it like that." She gave me the cards and said "Your deal". I was a little surprised that she hadn't given up on the game yet, but who was I to complain after what she had just done? I was still a little horny, but sated enough not to be so rash in my betting. I'd hoped that would give me an advantage in the game, but no such luck. Five minutes later, she had all my chips again. "Well, what favour do you feel like doing?" she asked me. "I think that, since you went down on me, I should return the favour." I said. "Ohhh, I'd like that," she purred as she lay down on the floor and parted her legs. I crawled over to her and once again put my face next to her cunt. But this time, she didn't push me away as I began to kiss and lick my way around her pussy. I slowly explored her vagina with my tongue, enjoying the moans and gasps my movements were eliciting form here. I delved deep into her, wiggling my tongue and exploring her recesses. I avoided her clit at first, but eventually made my way to it. I gently blew on it at first, and then began to carefully lick around it. I hadn't done a lot of oral sex, so I listened to her reactions. Whenever she caught her breath or let out a particularly deep moan, I knew I was doing something right. I started to quicken the pace of my tongue, but Aunt Rose sucked in a breath and said "No, no, don't speed up. Keep it steady". I figured the lady knew what she liked, so I did as she asked and slowed back down. I was more than happy to do as she said, as I wanted to please her as much as she had pleased me. Soon, I noticed her movements where becoming more desperate and jerky. Her thighs constricted my head as her heavy breathing grew louder and louder. She moaned my name and jerked back, her ass rising off the carpet as she stiffened up. Her orgasm hit her in waves, each one accompanied with a shake of her entire body. I envied her for a second, as my orgasms always lasted a mere moment, and women always seemed to stay at the peak longer. Finally it subsided, and she lay on the ground catching her breath. By now, my cock was back at full mast. I reached over to my pants and grabbed my wallet. I pulled out a condom, unwrapped it and placed it on my penis. I looked up and saw my aunt had opened her eyes again and was watching me intently. "No more card games, Aunt Rose," I said, and she nodded. "I have to fuck you now. I wish I could be more gentle and slow, but you've driven me totally crazy with this game." "No more games," she said. "Just take me. I want you inside me, baby." She spread her legs further as I placed my dick at the entrance of her vagina. I pushed myself up a bit and easily slid inside her. She let out a moan as I began a steady rhythm of slow thrusts. I knew neither one of us was going to last long, so I was determined to make the pleasure last as long as it could. Her warm flesh pressed against mine in a delightfully exciting way. I couldn't keep up the slow pace very long. I was too turned on, and Aunt Rose seemed to be in the same state. "Fuck me good" she said. "C'mon stud, give it to me good." I never imagined my aunt using such language, but it was turning me on something fierce. She kept calling me her stud and urging me on to fuck her harder and harder. As I quickened the pace of my thrusts, she raised her legs and wrapped them around me as her arms gripped me tight. We kissed hard as each of us started to breathe harder and harder. "Oh God Aunt Rose, I'm gonna cum!" I announced. "Not yet baby," she said. "I'm really close. Hold off for a minute." This was easier said then done. Her voluptuous body was driving me crazy with lust, and we were moving like two crazed animals. There was nothing emotional or noble about it, we were just plain fucking each other's brains out. I closed my eyes and tried to delay the inevitable as best I could. I could hear her moaning about how close she was, about how I was her stud, and suddenly I felt myself losing control. I gripped her tight and let out a deep moan as I came. I'd wished I could have held out longer, but it wasn't to be. I filled the condom with cum, not stopping my trusts when I was done. A minute later, Aunt Rose stiffened under me and let out a cry of pleasure as her orgasm overcame her. I stopped my thrusts and started to pull out of her, but she grabbed me and held me close. "Don't," she said. "I like this part the best". I settled back on top of her and enjoyed the sensation of this wonderful woman's body under mine. We kissed passionately and held each other without saying anything. We simply enjoyed the feeling of the other and gently stroked each other. Finally, I broke the silence. "I have a confession to make," I said. "I think I've been attracted to you since I got off the bus last fall. I was too ashamed to admit it to myself and do something about it. Aunt Rose stroked my hair and smiled. "I thought so," she said. "Well, better late than never. Besides I was attracted to you too. And I have a confession of my own to make." "What is it?" I asked as I let my finger wander over her beautiful ear. "The cards are marked" I froze as the implication of what she had just said sank in. Then we both started laughing as we held each other tight. "I'm glad you're not mad," she said between giggles. "No," I said. "But I do think you'll have to be punished for cheating at cards." "Ooooh," she purred. "I think I like the sound of that." I smiled and kissed her again. My aunt was now my lover, and I intended to enjoy our time together as much as possible.