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Aunty Jean: Another Visit To My Niece
By Anonymous (address withheld)

***

We go for another weekend at my niece and her partners. 
What starts of as a frustrating visit finally turns 
into a great few days. (FFM, age, inc, oral, anal, bd, 
spank)

***

Another visit to my niece and her partners.

We had gone to stay with Jonathan and Mary again and I 
found the whole experience quite frustrating. After the 
excitement of our last visit when Jonathan first 
reawakened my interest in sex and his and my various 
couplings in my flat, I had wanted and expected more. 
Apart from a couple of quick gropes when he managed to 
fondle my tits and slip his hand up my skirt it was a 
very uneventful visit as circumstances were not 
conducive to us being alone.

That was until the Monday morning.

Mary had gone to work; John had gone into the bathroom 
for his shower and I was sitting up in bed drinking my 
hot water.

No sooner had the bathroom door closed than he was in 
the room and standing by the bed his cock hard and 
swollen and a look of lust on his face. 

"Quick Jean, we just have time for a quickie."

With that he was on the bed and kneeling astride my 
hips with his cock pointing at my mouth; I needed no 
second invitation and within seconds I had 6 of his 8" 
filling my mouth and threatening my throat.

God I loved the taste and feel of him as he fucked my 
face.

After a couple of minutes he pulled out and getting off 
the bed he tugged down the duvet and placing 2 of the 
pillows in the middle of the bed rolled me over until I 
was bent over them my belly resting on the mound they 
had created; my bottom raised and at his mercy.

Back on the bed he got and straddled my thighs. 

I felt his hands take hold of the elastic of my 
wincyette pajama bottoms and tug them down to the tops 
of my thighs exposing just enough of my bottom and 
thighs to give him access to my sex. I must have looked 
a picture as I gazed back at him over my shoulder in 
eager anticipation.

I spread my thighs, just a little, to ease his passage.

More movement: then that wonderful feel of his cock 
head, slick with my saliva, sliding between my legs and 
touching the fleshy folds of my vulva.

More pressure and that sense of spreading and violation 
as he engaged the opening of my vagina and then the 
thrust as without any thought for me at all he rammed 7 
of his 8" deep into my cunt.

Fortunately I had the sense to bite on the pillow to 
stifle the scream that was forced from me as he began 
to fuck me.

Because of the position we were in and the fact I still 
had my pajama bottoms on I could not spread my thighs 
very wide so he knelt astride my legs which closed 
them; thus emphasizing his sex and my tightness as he 
fucked me, so I was acutely aware of his cock sliding 
between my upper thighs as it slammed into my sex.  

This was no gentle love making this was frenzied 
passion and the bed shook as he ravished me his belly 
banging against the cheeks of my bottom. The head of 
his cock bruised my cervix threatening to breach me. 
Thank God for the position he had me in as it shortened 
his available length.

His moans in my ear a gasp of; "Oh God I am coming 
Aunty." A rapid withdrawal: his cock in my face, my 
mouth opening and jets of the stuff spraying my face, 
filling my mouth as he climaxed.

Back off the bed he got and I; wiping my face with my 
fingers, licking them clean swallowing his come 
preparing to face my husband when he got back from the 
bathroom.

My pajamas rearranged, the duvet pulled up, pillows 
replaced and as John came into the room to find me 
cleaning my glasses, Jonathan calmly asked if we wanted 
white or brown toast and had room service been up to 
scratch this morning. My beloved husband clueless to 
the fact his wife had just been fucked in her mouth and 
cunt and that she had loved every second of it; 
although the lack of an orgasm had left me feeling very 
frustrated. 

**

That evening I have to admit to a touch of remorse as 
we sat and ate supper. I had thoroughly enjoyed our 
session but could not get the feeling out of my head 
that both Mary and John could tell what I had been 
doing and could still see traces of his come in my hair 
or something.

As we watched telly my mind wandered and I sat thinking 
of my new life and the pleasure he was giving me and 
when a bit of casual sex came on screen I could not 
help but squirm slightly in my seat as I instantly felt 
myself moisten "down below!"

At about 10 Mary went off to bed and John went up with 
my water so I took the opportunity to kiss him 
goodnight, slipping my tongue into his mouth and gently 
squeezing his cock through his joggers.

His response was to slide one hand up my skirt and 
pulling aside the wet crotch of my pants slipped his 
thumb up my wet little pussy.

With his other he pulled my head down into his lap and 
whispered.

"2 o'clock in here and be quiet. I need to have my cock 
up your bottom before you go tomorrow. I want to leave 
something of myself for you to take home. But before 
you go up, get my cock out and suck me off."

I needed no persuasion and quickly extracted his erect 
penis and locking my lips round the swollen shaft 
proceeded to give him head. In seconds my mouth was 
filling and I was swallowing like crazy to avoid it 
coming out of my mouth. 

With that and a gentle squeeze of my right breast he 
sent me off to bed. When I got ready for bed I decided 
to wear a nightie, telling John that my stomach felt 
upset and it would be easier if I had to get up in the 
night. I did not even bother to brush my teeth so I 
could savor the taste of his come as I tried to drift 
off to sleep.

**

The next 2 and half hours were like torture. I could 
not sleep: my mind going over and over the previous 
times he had buggered me and wondering if I could cope 
with another sodomising.

Would I cry out? Would someone come down and find us. 
No, I would not go down, he could wait and then go back 
to bed, it was far too dangerous.

Beside me John lay snoring in total ignorance of what I 
was contemplating. 

Then I heard him come out of their bedroom and quietly 
closing the door he slipped downstairs.

I lay for another 5 minutes then I knew I could not 
deny him. I could already feel myself getting damp 
between my legs and I was also aware of an itching 
between my cheeks that reminded me of what was to come.

Easing myself out of the bed I put on my glasses and 
slipped out of the room taking care to pull the door to 
as I left. Carefully I moved downstairs and went into 
the lounge pulling the door shut behind me.

Jonathan was sat on the couch a tube of KY on the arm 
and was slowly masturbating his huge cock.

"Good you have come. I did not think you could resist 
the temptation. You have really got a taste for it, 
haven't you? Now on your knees and suck it Jean, get me 
ready for your arse but first let's have a look at the 
delights your nightie is hiding."

I was pleased to see he had placed one of the cushions 
of the armchair on the floor between his widely spread 
legs, in deference to my arthritis and so I gently 
dropped to my knees and parted my nightie giving him 
the works as I exposed my breasts and sex for his 
delight and then bending forward took hold of his 
swollen organ and bent it back toward his belly before 
dipping my head and starting to lick up and down the 
underside of his cock.

Before I sucked him I licked his balls taking them one 
at a time into my mouth and palpating them before 
lifting my head and sliding my lips over the purple 
head, engulfing his shaft in my mouth. My God how I 
loved to suck his cock and desperately wanted to feel 
his come spurt against the back of my throat.

"Right, I want to come in your mouth first just to take 
the edge off my passion then I can bugger your bottom 
for longer. When I come you know the rules; no 
swallowing, I want to see you with a mouthful of 
spunk."

And so I speeded up my movements and soon felt him 
start to swell to an even greater thickness. Then I was 
aware of a pulsing running through the flesh that was 
clasped so firmly by my lips and as he erupted he took 
hold of my head his come quickly filling my mouth some 
of it trickling down my chin. When he stopped I pulled 
back taking care not to swallow or spill any more then 
raising my head I opened my mouth to show him the pool 
of his thick white come that filled it to over flowing.

"My wonderful old come junky. Don't you look the dirty 
old Aunty you really are? It is now time to swallow 
Jean." So swallow I did, enjoying the feel and taste as 
it slid down my throat.

Jonathan then stood up sliding out of his seat and took 
me by the shoulders and forced me face down into the 
cushion.

I am now going to sodomise you so let us involve a bit 
of bondage again.

With that my arms were seized and pulled behind my back 
and then tied at the elbows with his dressing gown cord 
so I was helpless to protect myself.

I could smell him on the cushion and as I savored his 
odor I felt the cheeks of my bottom being parted and 
the cold touch of plastic as he engaged my anal opening 
with the tube of KY.

I gasped at the coldness as he squeezed a generous 
amount between my buttocks then I flinched as he slid a 
finger into me working the jelly into my anus, 
preparing me for the impaling that was to come.

I had to bite on a cushion to stop the moans that I 
knew would be heard as he fingered me for five minutes 
opening me, loosening me and shaming me in my rudeness 
and exposure. 

His finger removed to be replaced by the hugeness of 
his penis then the pain of his penetration as without 
any compassion he drove all 8" deep, deep into my 
bottom not stopping until his pubic hairs were being 
ground into the cheeks of my behind.

My face was being forced into the settee as he withdrew 
and then slowly inch by swollen inch he drove it home 
then pulled out again.

I could feel my anal muscle flexing along the length of 
his shaft and was acutely aware of my ever so sensitive 
bowels stretching to accommodate his length and 
thickness. Soon he was buggering me as hard as he had 
fucked my cunt earlier that morning.

The sense of violation was immense and I desperately 
wanted to cry out but knew that to do so would be so 
wrong.

His balls were slapping against the lips of my sex and 
stimulating my clit and then it happened, I felt him 
swell to even greater thickness and he thrust down once 
more and I felt jet after jet of his spunk hose my 
bowels as I came to an anal climax.

Jonathan then pulled out of my sore behind with a pop 
and pulled me up into a sitting position before 
releasing my arms. He then helped me to my feet, 
rearranged my nightie and sent me off to bed.

"See you in the morning for breakfast and a grope. 
Perhaps you could bring me a cup of tea in and wake me 
by sucking my cock again. Sleep well!!! Dear Aunty. "

As I quietly made my way to bed I could feel his come 
leaking out of my distended anus so I went to my wash 
bag and found one of my sanitary towels; brought 
specifically for this purpose. Retrieving my knickers 
from the washing bag I pulled off the protective strip 
from the towel and pressed it firmly into place on the 
crotch before stepping into them and pulling them up 
and adjusting the pad between my legs. I did not want 
to risk any embarrassing leaks and as I slipped quietly 
into bed John spoke.

"Is everything alright Jean?"

"Nothing to worry about, my dear. Just the usual 
problem with my stomach but it has left me a little 
sore and somewhat bloated. But do not worry, go back to 
sleep. I will be fine in the morning."

As I drifted off to the sound of his snoring I could 
not help but think about the day that had just passed.

Yet again I had been fucked and buggered. Sucked on 
Jonathan's cock and swallowed his come as well as been 
tied up. What was I becoming?

The answer was simple. A degenerate Granny who could 
not wait for more.

With that I slipped my hand between my legs and gently 
stimulated myself to another little climax my fingers 
sliding around in his come that had leaked from my anal 
opening and with that I dropped off to sleep.

When I awoke the following morning I took the 
opportunity to have a bit of a lie in and listened as 
Mary got ready for work and John had his shower 
upstairs. The next thing I heard was Jonathan going 
downstairs to finish off getting breakfast in the 
kitchen. This was to be my last chance for sex for a 
while.

Getting out of bed I slipped downstairs into the 
kitchen and slid up behind him, thrusting a hand down 
the front of his joggers and taking hold of his cock 
giving the semi erect stick of flesh a gentle but firm 
squeeze.

"Any chance of giving a degenerate Grandma a good 
seeing to this morning?"

In a trice he shut the kitchen door and turning he 
picked me up and with his hands supporting my bottom 
pushed me up against the wall.

My arms went round his neck and I wrapped my legs round 
his waist.

I felt his hands tug my knickers down baring my bottom 
then a fumble and before I could say fuck me his cock 
head is at the lips of my sex and with one upward 
thrust he is in me and I am being screwed yet again.

Time and silence were the order of the moment and as I 
bit on his shoulder he thrust up into me a dozen times 
and then emptied his balls into my cunt.

Quickly he lowered my feet to the ground and I adjusted 
my knickers and nightie whilst he straightened his 
jogger bottoms and as he turned to put the kettle on my 
husband came in asking when breakfast would be ready. 

A close call but worth it as little thrills still ran 
through my belly and sex. Making my excuses I went and 
had my shower.

**

The rest of the morning was uneventful as was our 
journey back home. John sat in the front whilst 
Jonathan drove and I sat alone in the back day dreaming 
and just occasionally I pressed a hand between my 
thighs to add to the recollections of the weekends 
activities.

When we arrived home he helped us in with our cases 
then went and sat at the dining table while I prepared 
a light tea. On the spur of the moment I sent John off 
down the shops to get some more cake as the one I had 
found in the cupboard was out of date. By my reckoning 
that gave us just 15 minutes which I hoped was enough 
for what I had in mind.

As soon as the front door closed I was straight into 
the living room; kneeling by his side undoing his 
trousers and fumbling for his cock.

"What do you think you are doing Aunty, uncle might 
come in at any moment!"

As I continued to extricate his penis I explained about 
the shop and then without further ado took his limp 
organ into my mouth and began to suck. As usual his 
response was rapid and within a minute he was rock 
hard. Struggling to my feet I straddled him and raised 
my skirt then reached between my legs and pulled aside 
the crotch of my knickers. With aching knees I lowered 
myself until the head of his cock engaged my opening 
then with a sigh I sat down hard forcing all 8" up into 
my sex.

With my mouth glued to his and my tongue probing his 
mouth I rode him for all I was worth and within 5 
minutes we came and yet again I was rewarded with jets 
of his white creamy come filling my well fucked cunt.

That was when we heard the door go so I hastily pulled 
of him and went to meet what I thought would be John 
whilst he hastily tried to stuff his cock back into his 
trousers.

Imagine my surprise to see my daughter Jane who with a 
wry smile greeted me with; "I have just met Dad on his 
way to the shops; he told me you two were here on your 
own and from the look on your faces you have been up to 
no good. I think that deserves a bit of discipline 
don't you Mum?"

With that she pulled out another dining chair and 
without any hesitation pulled me straight over her 
knee, lifted my skirt and pulled down my knickers as if 
I were a 7year old school girl. Her hand delved between 
my legs and felt the wetness of my sex and then with a 
loud "I knew it" gave me a dozen, good hard, smacks 
before she rearranged my clothing and pulled me back to 
my feet.

"Let that be a lesson to you mother and also consider 
it a bit of repayment for all the spankings you have 
given me in the past. Now if the pair of you are going 
to have another sex session I want an invite next time. 
Please!"

END

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