Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

They seemed to have the same idea as they made for the closest, softest piece of furniture and with a soft grunt, she was pushed back to land on her couch with a thump, her soft breasts bouncing on her chest, nipples hard, her expression one of glee as her nephew looked down, admiring her assets and the smattering of freckles across her chest and shoulders.

“Well?” she asked softly, wearing the smirk she so often did and with a smile he sank slowly to his knees, sliding his hands up her smooth shins, over the bump of her knees and up her thighs, “ooh, and here I thought you were going to sit on it.”

“Later,” he said softly, a slight smirk on his own lips, mimicking hers, though he somewhat suspected his ability to take anything close to what she offered.

“Promises promises…” she said softly, biting her lip as she sank back onto the couch her hand moving to stroke her cock, pointing the pre-dripping tip towards his lips.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

He met her again in a kiss, this one only serving to be lewder, his lips pressing softly to the underside of her waiting cockhead, drawing out a soft little moan of satisfaction, her back arching ever so slightly as she closed her eyes, letting her mind sink back into the sensations now assaulting her.

Her hand fell away from her cock, moving to rest across her stomach, supporting her soft breasts, her other hand limp on the sofa as Max pressed forward, his hands quickly unbuttoning his shirt as he kissed up and down her throbbing length soft little angel kisses that only served to build her need, not sate it.

Finally, with his shirt cast aside, he crowded in, his elbows resting on the warmth of her thighs as one hand wrapped around the base of her meaty cock, the other sliding up gently to caress her flat stomach.

“Don’t, ah, tease me too much sweetie, I’ve been waiting for this all day!” she protested gently at his too light petting.

He laughed softly, gently bopping her huge cock against his cheek, “You’ve been teasing me literally all day, cant take it like you give?”

She squirmed under his touch and looked down at him, her mouth open, her tongue lolling softly as she panted, “A-ah, maybe if you treat me right, you can find out later?”

He furrowed his brow gently, looking up at her, then it clicked, his cheeks warming with a blush, “… Oh. Oooh.”

With that any desire to tease her was gone, there was a reward on the table he’d never even considered to be in the picture.

He pressed down, taking the tip of her cock between his lips, his fingers squeezing as he stroked the lower portion of her cock, his soft lips gently caressing over the silky smoothness of her cockhead, letting it press against his spongy tongue, leaving a trail of pre across his tastebuds, indulging him in the taste of her as his lips settled behind the crown of her tip.

Holding it there he began to gently suck, his tongue washing in tight little circles around the engorged tip, each stroke of his hand bunching up her foreskin against his lips, then pressing down to let her balls hang a little heavier.

She moaned, slow and sultry, the arm crossed across her chest drawing back slightly so that one hand could be filled by the softness of one of her own breasts, cupping and squeezing it between her fingers, feeling the hardness of a delicate pink nipple slip between her index and middle fingers, rolling the little sensitive nub for an extra little burst of pleasure.

Eagerly Max pressed down, letting the head of her cock slip further into his mouth, pressing his tongue down as it filled him, his lips stretched around the girth of her mighty cock as they rolled down her length, the heat, the wetness, every sensation his mouth had to offer driving her crazy.

He drew back just before it bumped into his throat and, quicker now, began to bob his head up and down on her length, his mouth travelling over the silkiness of her cock with ease now it was slick with his spit and her pre.

Lily’s free hand gripped the fabric of the couch, squeezing it between her fingers, her toes curling as waves of pleasure rolled through her body, making it incredibly difficult to sit still.

Max didn’t seem to mind his aunt squirming, focusing instead on his job, his desire to see her lusts fulfilled so that later, perhaps, he might be blessed with having her return the favour.

She wanted and needed more, needed it faster but was so lost to the pleasure that she found herself unable to draw together the words to share her needs.

Biting her lower lip she forced herself to release the abused couch from her rough grip, instead sliding her fingers through the silky hair of his head, gripping him hard enough to convey the fact that he was no longer in control of how deep or fast he would be moving.

She started to draw his head up and down, her chest rising and falling as she breathed hard, feeling her pleasures rise and mount as she slid his lips quickly up and down her shaft.

With control pulled away from him his timings became off, the flicks and swirls of his tongue less precise, the suction of his lips more sporadic, leading to lewder, wetter sounds as he sucked and slurped on her length, beads of spit trailing down her throbbing cock to slicken the path of his fingers as he jerked her off, trying to keep pace with the erratic pace she was setting.

His other hand, that until now had been, resting on her thigh moved down, finding it’s place cupping her sack, his fingers slipping under her heavy orbs to let them rest in the hot palm of his hand, his fingers gently moving and shifting, gently massaging them, admiring the pure softness of her smooth skin against his fingertips, idly, a corner of his mind wondered what it would be like to kiss, lick and suck on them, but with Lily currently dictating where and what his mouth was doing, it would be an experience for another time he reasoned.

Lily was jerking her hips up to meet her thrusts, trying to be as gentle as she could be as she effectively fucked her Nephews face, at least being as kind as to not push into his throat, he was, after all, staying at his for the next two weeks, there would be time enough for that later.

“A-ah, fuck, ah, Max, I’m, I’m getting close, do… Mm, do you want it on your face, or, or in your mouth?” she said, between gasps, her head tilted back, her eyes closed.

The question seemed superfluous since it seemed she had no point had any intention of letting him up far enough to respond so was quick to resign himself to the fact that he would be tasting his first ever load of cum in just a few moments.

“Uunnff!” she exhaled between gritted teeth as her hips jerked upward, her grip tightening as he felt her cock grow steely hard between his fingers, falling still for a heartbeat before, in a tangible series of events, her balls twitched in the palm of his hand, her cock throbbed with a definitive pulse in the other and in an instant, his mouth was filled with thick, hot seed.

Aunt Lily saw stars on the inside of her eyelids as she began to pump her thick load into her Nephews waiting mouth, holding his head still so his lips remained sealed tight around her pulsing crown, depositing her creamy load onto his tongue, making him taste her essence.

He let out a low moan as the sensations washed over him, the taste exotic, luxurious, delicious. Eagerly he swallowed, letting her creamy gift slide down his throat to settle in his stomach, suckling hard on her still pulsing shaft to drain every wonderful drop from her balls that he could.

Lily, tensed throughout as she rode on the high of her climax finally relaxed, her hands falling down to her sides, feeling completely spent, her chest rising and falling fast as she panted, lips parted, staring wide-eyed unseeing at the ceiling.

As he felt her grip relax, the pulsing of her cock slowly and ultimately stopping, her heart rate slowly, he indulged himself, letting the cock pop free from his lips he slowly stroked it from base to tip, squeezing hard he managed to find an extra drop of cum, which he greedily lapped up, before lessening his grip, gently massaging her wilting cock as he leaned in, nuzzling and kissing as the smoothness of her sack, letting his tongue roll over the firmness of her spent balls.

“Oh… Oh god, Max, what would your mom say…” Lily panted, her eyes focusing, flickering down to see him, her softening cock resting on his face, obscuring one eye as he looked back up, his mouth pressed to her sack.

Slowly he leaned back, smirking softly as he too breathed hard, “Dunno,” he said, simply, “But, whatever it would be, it wouldn’t be as bad as what she’d say after you fuck me later.”

Lily felt a little shiver of anticipation run through her, if only she was twenty years younger, she could’ve shown her Nephew what a wild night was, “Mm, and after you fuck me too.”

He smiled and stood up, leaning over to kiss her, soft and deep and they both couldn’t help but look forward to what was to come.