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Re: My Mother May and My Cousin Ben.
Okay, I gotta stay calm. What would Uncle Gary do at a time like this? I glanced down at the prominent bulge in my shorts. Well duh...
Slowly, I lowered myself onto her and planted my lips on hers. She gave my tongue a small lick. Sweeeet. I was having my first kiss! Kissing turned out to be better than I expected. I used to think it was just an obligatory gesture for partners to show their affection. Now that I had a taste, I finally knew why people like it so much. My God, it made my heart race and every time our tongues met my heart would skip a beat. It was such a unique thrill. No wonder people could get lost in kisses. Before I realized it I was grinding my hips against hers, and to my utter delight, she seemed to grind back. I wasted no time kicking off my shorts and boxers. “Dear...” I said in the best Uncle Gary impersonation I could muster. “Is it safe?” “S-should be...” Yes! I awkwardly positioned my stiff dick against her cunt, slipping a few times, because I was shaking so much in excitement. To my surprise, Aunt Corina raised her thighs a little to accommodate me and her soft warm hands moved to hold my waist. With one impatient thrust, I bade farewell to my virginity. “Ohhhh Shiiiitttt!” I gasped. Aunt Corina whimpered. “Unghhh... Uhhh... Slowly dear...” I couldn’t even manage a slow fuck. I had to pause to prevent myself from cumming right away. Oh God, she felt so hot and snug around me. This must be what heaven feels like. If it isn’t, it definitely should. Aunt Corina’s impatient hips began pushing upwards against me. Oh shit woman! Gimme a break here! Eventually, I manage to bring myself somewhat under control, and I got used to the delicious hot and wet feeling clamping around my dick. I was able to move a little, fucking my Aunt in slow gentle strokes. “Ngh... Ng.... Ngh... Nghh... Ah dear...” I managed to pick up the pace, but only lasted a minute before my mind raced towards the inevitable edge. “Oh yes! Oh yes! Yes! Yes!” I heard myself gasp as I came in her. Phew. My mind was awash with bliss. I lay on top of Aunt Corina in a delirious and drowsy state. It was incredible how such simple maneuvers could exert my whole body. I fought of the urge to drift into sleep by reminding myself how it would look if Uncle Gary found me with my pants down on top of his wife. It took some doing to redress Aunt Corina. The end result was sloppy but acceptable. Oh well. Uncle Gary would probably be drunker than a cow in a wagyu slaughterhouse when he returned. He wouldn't be in shape to notice anything amiss. Or at least i hope he wouldn't Feeling incredibly tired all of a sudden, I snuck back out the room. All seemed quiet in the chalet. I imagined my father and uncle would be at the pool now, pouring the duty free liquor down their throats. It made me think of Uncle Gary. He was a jolly fella, often not serious enough for his own good, but a good enough chap. Shit, I was feeling guilty now. "Sorry uncle," I whispered meekly at the empty hall before returning to my room and collapsing onto my bed. Even if I was tired, my mind refused to drift of to sleep. Something was wrong. I opened my eyes and sat up again. Since I was feeling a little groggy, it took me a full five minutes to spot what was amiss. Ben was not in his bed. |
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Re: My Mother May and My Cousin Ben.
I remembered then that someone tried to open the door of Aunt Corina’s room when I was in there just now. Was it Ben? Shiiit, did he figure out what I was up to? If it was Ben then where the hell is he now?
Panic gripped me as suspicion unfolds. I hopped of the bed and rushed to my Parent’s bedroom. I then opened the door a sliver and peeked in. No one there except my mother. It would seem my father had changed her out of her wet dress and put her in a giant T-shirt. She lay sleeping peacefully on the bed. I closed the door. Not in there, not out here, that leaves... Within a few seconds, I was standing before the door to Aunt Florence’s and Uncle Peter's room. I didn’t even need to open it to find out if Ben was in there. Aunt Florence’s moans could be heard coming from the space underneath the door. I opened it regardless, just enough for a peek. Ben was there alright, on top of the bed between Aunt Florence’s slim legs which he had parted and was holding up in the air. There was a pillow placed under her firm bubble ass which raised her defenseless pussy to Ben’s relentless thrusts. It was mesmerizing to say the least. Her small pussy was red and engorged and snugly stretched around his thick girth, while his beefy cock was appearing and disappearing into that tight wet hole like an impossible magician’s trick. Her shapely butt and his hips, drenched by sweat and her juices, slapped together erotically with his hips and thighs with each thrust. “Piak, piak, piak, piak.” “Fuck, you’re so tight Aunty Flo,” Ben whispered hoarsely. “I’ve fucked schoolgirls looser than you.” “Ugh! Ughh! Ahhh Ughhh! Ohhh Ben!” “You like my cock Aunty Flo? You like it?” “Ughhhh... Aghhh... Yessss... I’m cumming... Aghhh again...” “Cum Aunty Flo, cum on my cock.” I was stunned by Ben’s language and Aunt Florence’s reactions. To be fair, they were both really drunk. Ben for example, was obviously acting out a role from one of his porn movies. “Beeeennnn!” Aunt Florence shrieked before cumming spectacularly below him. Ben bent down and went straight for her mouth, kissing her while pinning her into the bed as she trembled and came. When she went limp, Ben broke the kiss and moved lower, pushing up her T-shirt and suckling on the red pointed nipples of her cute perky breasts. Aunt Florence moaned and caressed his hair while he sucked on noisily. Her back arched with pleasure. He took his time, building up the heat again. Then he moved up and kissed her on the lips once more while getting on his knees and positioning his cock against her red hot pussy. Aunt Florence moaned and spread her legs wider, lifting her feet into the air. She moaned even louder when Ben sank his meat into her once again. Ben started with long deep thrusts and then resumed pounding her energetically like when I first found them. “Haaaah! Ahhhh! Haaah! Haaah!” Before I knew it, my dick was in my hands again, stroking it to the furious rhythm of my aunt and cousin's animalistic coupling. They fucked for some time before Ben got up, flipped her over on all fours, and entered her again from behind. Aunt Florence seemed disoriented for a while. It was obvious this was the first time she was doing it doggy style. She looked tense and rigid. But after a while, she got lost in the pleasure again and fell into sync with Ben naturally enough while moaning enthusiastically. "Ugh! Oh God! Ugh! Agh! Oh!" Ben’s strokes increased in urgency. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her against him every time he thrust forward. It looked a bit rough, but Aunt Florence seemed to be lost in a trance, panting and moaning with a gaping mouth, and in no position to complain. A short time later, Ben pulled her towards him and held her butt tightly against his groin, burying his entire length inside her velvety twat. He gave a long gutteral moan of satisfaction while Aunt Flo gave a series of high pitched squeals. It was almost like she enjoyed every blast of cum against her cervix. They collapsed into a sweaty wheezing heap on the bed. I looked down and realised that I had already came against the door. Shit. Left some DNA evidence. I heard nothing but heavy breathing for a while. Then Ben moved again, gently spooning Aunt Florence from behind. His hand reached over and lifted one of her leg then dipped his fingers between her thighs. “Ah! Gently Ben... Pain...” Aunt Florence said. He brought is fingers up again, It was smeared with his sticky cum. I saw him smile with satisfaction before wiping his fingers on the sheets. “You have such a naughty pussy, Aunty Flo. Cum how many times liao? I stopped counting after your fifth one.” He asked. “Ben... I thought we agreed that we shouldn't do this anymore,” Aunt Florence said softly. “Last time.” He replied. “Really?” “Maybe.” “Ish you ah. I’m serious. I’m your Aunty.” “You’re also a beautiful woman.” “Enough of that. I’m about twice your age.” “So what?” “I’m also married.” “Does Uncle Peter fuck you as well as me?” Aunt Florence frowned “Don’t say that.” “What?” “The bad word.” “Oh. Does Uncle Peter make love to you better than me?” “Yes.” “Whaaaa?” Ben exclaimed with surprise. He looked a bit irritated too. “We’re not making love,” Aunt Florence explained. “Yala. We’re fucking.” “Ben...” She said in a warning tone. “Okay, okay. Do I make you cum more or Uncle Peter?” “None of your business. More importantly, I want you to promise that this ends now. You promised your Aunty May and Aunty Corina remember?” “Aiyo. After that Aunty May gave me a blowjob summore.” Boooooom. That was the sound of my mind being blown. What did he say? “I still can’t believe she did that,” Aunt Florence said. “I never seen her so... so...” “So naughty,” Ben finished. “Ya... But she was drunk. We all were. May never drink before you know. You la! it was your idea. You must have planned it, you naughty boy.” “I can neither deny or confirm that statement.” “Where you learn how to talk like that ah?” “Politicians” They laughed. And then grew comfortably quiet. Aunt Florence broke the silence after some time. “Ben, last time okay?” “Well, since you ask so nicely, okay la. I’ll let you know when.” “Ben!” “Okay byeee! Sleep tight!” Ben jumped off the bed. Shit! it was so sudden. I raced back to my room and leapt onto my bed. Shit, forgot to close the door, and my semen is on the door's surface. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I lay in darkness pretending to be asleep in an awkward position. Ben appeared at our room’s doorway and I froze with fright. He however, didn't even pause to look at me. He headed straight to the bathroom. I soon heard the sound of the showers running. Breathing with relief, I re-positioned myself properly under the covers and closed my eyes. No good. I was wide awake now. The fatigue from sex had lifted and now that I think about it, I did sleep the whole afternoon away. Ben came out of the showers with nothing but a towel around his waist. He didn’t even bother to get dressed. He laid back on his bed, eyes on the ceiling. Within minutes, I saw him fondle his own cock into a full erection again and then jacked it. What the hell? Is his cock on steroids? Great. I can’t sleep, I can’t move, and there is nothing to do but watch my cousin masturbate. I closed my eyes again, preferring total blackness than doing the gay thing. After a few minutes, I heard Ben shifting on his bed and then his light footsteps heading out the door. What the hell is he up to now? I wondered. I waited for a while before slipping after him. There I was again at the crossroad. Where was the prize I wonder, behind door A, B, or C? That was when I noticed the door to my parent’s room was ajar. |
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WOw......don't stop Bro..continue ..
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Yes bro one last chapter about aunt may plsssssssssssss!!!!!
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#95
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Waiting for more !
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#96
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Wow, can't stop from following this story. When is the next update
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#97
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Excellent story. A great redo. Would love to see the author do his own mum with Ben...
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#98
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Re: My Mother May and My Cousin Ben.
It was bright in my parent's room. Ben must have switched on the lights. He was sitting on the bed beside my sleeping mother, studying her beautiful face. I noticed he was wearing a fresh pair of T-shirts and shorts. He must have dressed pretty quickly in our room just now while I had my eyes closed.
Ben went to lie down on the vacant side of the bed. He lay on his side, facing my mother, still watching her. My mother stirred, probably sensing his movement on the bouncy bed. “Ben? Is that you?” She asked, blinking her eyes to adjust to the lighting. “Yes...” “Can’t sleep?” “Ya. Can I lie here with you for a while?” My mother smiled at him. “Of course. Come here.” She let Ben move closer and turned him around before hugging him from behind, spooning him. “Better?” She asked. “Mmmmm... A lot better.” She kissed him lovingly on his hair. It was odd, but I felt no bad vibes coming from this. They looked just like mother and son, innocently embracing each other in their sleep. It reminds me of a time when I was younger and I would likewise flock to my mother’s arms and sleep in her bed whenever I had nightmares. They lay there, snuggling for more than 10 minutes. I wondered if they were asleep. Truth be told, I was a little relieved that there would be no hanky-panky between them. I gave it another 5 minutes. Just as I was about to shrug and walk off, my awesome powers of observation stopped me. I peeked in again to take a closer look. I noticed that there was something irregular about the rise and fall of Ben’s chest. It looked like his breathing was quite heavy. As I watched on, I realized that my mother’s breathing was also irregular. I guess their hug was not so innocent after all. I wonder what was going through their minds. Ben turned his head towards my mother’s face. Their lips and noses came close, almost touching. After a moment of electrifying tension, it was my mother who closed the gap, planting her lips on his. I felt a mix of dismay and arousal. Ben kissed her back and they were soon locking lips. Ben turned around so that they were lying facing each other, their faces inches apart on the pillow. The intensity of their gaze towards each other scared me. Ben kissed her again, and she responded warmly. His hands stopped being idle and moved onto her chest, fondling her soft round breasts over the T-shirt. My mother broke their heavy kiss after awhile and gazed upon Ben with lust glazed eyes. No, there was something else. It pained me to recognize love in her gaze as well. She took one of his hands that was on her chest and guided it under her baggy T-shirt. Ben complied, sliding his other hand under there too and began pushing it up her body. My mother stretched her arms over her head, allowing him to lift her T-shirt over her head and cast it aside. My mother was not wearing a bra, and now was clad only in light blue shorts. She lay on her back, head sightly turned towards Ben with her elegant arms stretched overhead, her long dark silky tresses flowing past her shoulders, presenting her full hourglass body with smooth milky white skin and magnificent perky breasts for Ben to feast his eyes upon. He gazed down at her for several minutes, his breath taken away. I waited for him to say something. Anything. Maybe one of those cheesy lines he was fond of using. No words came. They seemed to be connecting on a whole new level which required no words to be spoken, and for some reason it made my heart race and my stomach sick with anticipation. My mother sent him a cue, lifting and bending one of her legs. Ben’s eyes was inadvertently drawn to her shapely thighs. He got the message and placed his hands on her hips. He pulled down her shorts, ever so delicately, savoring each moment until her sacred treasure was revealed to him. He slid the shorts off her feet where it was then forgotten. Once more, Ben gazed down at the lovely sight below him. My mother was fully nude. His eyes said it all. He was gazing upon a goddess. My mother too looked up at him, cheeks flushed and breathing deeply. She offered him no more cues of how to proceed but her eyes held a deep promise. It was uncanny and a little eerie how Ben seemed to be able to read her intentions and respond accordingly. She had done her part. Now it was time for him to be a man. Ben tripped off his clothes and started by kissing her from her thighs up to her belly and then to her chest. My mother quivered like jelly. He lifted his head and claimed another deep kiss from her, one which she eagerly gave. His hands slid up her her toned belly to cup her supple breasts and caress them, making her moan into his mouth. This lasted for a while. Ben seemed unwilling to break the kiss until he ran out of breath. Then he trailed kisses down her neck to her chest where he took one pointed pink nipple into his mouth. My mother moaned once more. Her hands caressed his head and her back arched off the mattress with delight. Ben took his time alternating his mouth between her two breasts. My mother began to writhe under him. Her moans grew more ecstatic and her breaths ever louder and heavier. All of a sudden, she gave a sharp moan and her entire body tensed. Ben stopped sucking on her sensitive nipples and looked up at her in amazement. After a while she relaxed back onto the bed. She looked back at Ben with equal wonder, panting hard with her face heavily flushed. “D-d-did you?” Ben asked. “Y-y-yes....” She replied. It hit me that Ben had made her cum just by sucking on her breasts. She gave him a smile. “This never happened before.” Ben seemed glad. He crawled up to her again and they kissed and snuggled. They made out with each other playfully for a while. Ben was looking at her in an odd way, and she seemed to sense it was time to move on to the next level as well. Ben sat up and moved between her legs which she parted in welcome. Her pussy was neatly trimmed leaving only a light patch of hair above her clit, her labia was flushed deep pink with arousal and glistening with leaked love juices. It was funny to watch the normally experienced Ben fumble around, nervously trying to position himself on top of my mother. She in turn raised her legs slightly as she spread them. her hands slid around to hold on to Ben’s back. Ben seemed unsure of himself. “Aunty May... I...” “It’s okay... ” She panted. “I want this.” They were staring intensely into each other’s eyes as he slowly sank his hips between her spread things. My mother’s mouth flew open as he penetrated her but she never broke eye contact. Ben took it very slow and gentle. I didn’t know he had it in him to be so tender with a woman, especially after I watched him pound Aunt Florence like an animal just an hour ago. There might not be much action, but the scene was sizzling hot. Ben’s hips eventually came to a stop and my mother’s legs folded around his butt, holding him against her. “So... big...” She panted. “S-s-sorry,” Ben apologized, to my disbelief. “No, No, It’s nice. I feel so full.” “Got pain?” “No... not anymore. You can move.” Ben kissed her lovingly. He began moving in slow shallow strokes and grinding his hips. Their hands eagerly explored each other, their mouths left blazing kisses down each other's necks and their breathing became hot and heavy. When Ben picked up the pace, My mother began moaning with pleasure. “Ah, Ah, Ahh, Ahhh, Ahhh,” Several times over the next 20 minutes, my mother would gasp and hug Ben tightly while she orgasmed. After she had her fifth, Ben’s thrusts picked up in urgency. My mother moaned sweetly in his ear and rained kisses on his cheek. Ben soon let out a moan and he spewed his cum deep inside my mother. They rested blissfully in each other’s arms. I kept watching from the door in a stunned daze. Ben never withdrew his cock from my mother’s pussy. As soon as he got hard again and they made passionate love once more. This went on until after their fourth round. After that, Ben finally slid his thick cock out of her creamy pussy. I went back to my room and lay on my bed. Ben came in soon after and collapsed onto his bed in exhaustion. After a while, I joined him in leaving the waking world. Last edited by pyrokinets; 11-06-2014 at 12:30 PM. |
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Wow Bro damn nice. Keep it coming!
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Shit. Just went back to reread my story and realized I left a gap from the time the Aunts and boys are coming back on the ferry to the time Daniel got woken up by his father in the chalet.
Anyone know if it's possible to insert a post between previous posts? |
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Nevermind. Edited a post to add a paragraph for continuity.
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nt possible as i noe of.
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this is a great story! Keep it up bro
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Nice one. Keep it up
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#105
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Bro. Very nice story. Never fail to get a hard on reading your story. Great job.
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