MF, Incest.  Aunty begs for her fuck, nephew doesn't disappoint her.

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   ---- Aunt Sarika - The Final Frontier

   As I stepped out of the train at Bombay I was looking forward to getting
back home.  I had been back to my home town for the holidays.  Within days
of being back home I had begun to miss my aunt and the masturbation
sessions.  At the moment the only thing on my mind was to get home and get
her to jack me off.

   I rang the bell a couple of times, but there was no answer.  I felt let
down, I had been hoping that she'd be waiting for me.  I searched my bag
for my key.  I unlocked the door and went in.  After spending some time in
the living room putting on some music I went in to `our' bedroom'.

   Aunt Sarika was lying eagle spread on the bed.  Her hands were cuffed to
the bedposts above her.

   "Aunty!  What happened?"

   "I missed you", she told me.  "Krish!  Fuck me!  I can't deny this any
longer.  You can fuck me whenever you want.  The only condition being, you
have to tie me up first.  I will never resist."

   I didn't need a second invitation.  I got rid of my clothes like they
were swarming with ants.  I pushed a pillow under her butt, so that she was
raised nicely for penetration.  A finger dipped into her love hole told me
that she didn't need any preliminaries.  The moment my finger went in, a
river of her juiced flowed down the crack.

   I placed my penis at the entrance to her vagina.

   "Last chance to back out", I told her.

   She thrust her cunt up and my penis slid in without any obstruction.  I
guess that was as emphatic an answer as I would get.

   I began to pump in and out of her.

   "God!  It's so wonderful.  Why did I deny myself this pleasure for so
long?"

   I maintained my silence and kept working in and out of her.  My penis
was now slick with her juices and the action was much smoother.  She began
to meet my downward thrusts with upward thrusts of her own.

   We fucked in silence for a while.  I had lost all sense of time.  I
looked at the beautiful woman below me and realized that I would be able to
keep this up forever.  I just wanted to spend the rest of my life moving my
penis in and out of her wet cunt.

   "I'm cumming", she said.

   I decreased the tempo of my strokes, and increased the length of each
stroke.

   She screamed out loud as her orgasm punched her.  When it was over there
was silence.  I pulled myself out of her.

   "You didn't come", she told me.

   "I know", I told her.

   I got off the bed and got myself a cigarette.

   "Krish!  Thank you.  It was wonderful."

   I nodded.  As I smoked I put a couple of fingers into her cunt and kept
up a constant motion so that she remained wet.  We spoke about my holidays
and how we missed each other.  Once in a while she'd let out a moan but
otherwise it was just family talk.  After I finished the cigarette I
mounted her again.

   This time I went slow.  I wanted to enjoy this fuck.  Neither of us
spoke a work.  The silence was broken only by our grunts and moans.  My
entire existence it seemed on continuously plumbing the depths of her
vagina.  After a while her actions got more frantic.  I sensed she was
approaching another orgasm.  I maintained the pace for a while and when I
sensed she was a whisker away from the orgasm I pulled out.

   "Bastard", she screamed as I jumped off the bed.

   Her thighs were squeezed together.  She wriggled on the bed, trying to
complete the orgasm.

   I lit a smoke and sat by watching her torment.  After a couple of
minutes she fell back on the bed - tired and spent.

   "You are the cruelest bastard I know", she told me.

   "Also the bastard you enjoy the most", I told her.

   We both laughed.  Once again I got on the bed and began to use my
fingers in her cunt.  We spoke while I finished the cigarette.  Then I got
her to suck my penis.  She slurped and sucked it back to its full size.  By
the time she was done it stood proud and erect.  It also looked angry.

   I got between her out-stretched thighs and penetrated her.

   This time I was rougher.  I banged into her roughly, the wet slap of my
balls on her wet skin was audible.  We grunted, groaned and screamed as we
both built up towards our climax.

   "I'm cumming" I told her.

   "Give me a few seconds more", she asked.

   I kept banging not changing my rhythm and struggled to hold back the
wave waiting for release.  Then it reached the point when I couldn't hold
it any longer.

   "Oh!  God!, I called out as I felt my load rushing out of me.

   She began to thrust upwards to milk my penis off its load.  My
ejaculation seemed to last forever and then it was over.

   "You are wonderful", she said as she kissed me.

   "You're not too bad yourself", I returned her compliment.

   "Give me your penis, let me taste it now."

   I rolled off her and positioned myself at her mouth.  She reached out
and took me in her mouth.  She sucked out the remains of the sperm and
cleaned me up.

   The year ahead promised many wonderful things.  ----