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- Evil Thoughts and Deeds -
Straight Male / 29

Aunt Neighbor 3

Continues from part #2

Me and and my aunt hooked up 2 or 3 times a month, almost every weekend. Not I had my classes and plans and a gf, but also she needed an excuse to storm out of her place. Their weekend fights was the perfect excuse. I usually waited for her in my boxers
as soon as the fights started, and mostly we had our usual. She venting off on me rough, then taking me to euphoric state with her skills and experience. But some days it was different.

One time, I had a squabble with my gf at school and we stopped talking to each other before the weekend. I was still fuming when my aunt arrived and for once I wanted to vent too. I always had an athletic build, and used to play soccer at school, so even at 16, it was not hard on me to suddenly turn the tables on her midway when she started her usual vent ritual .

I flipped her on her back as she was about to pin me on the bed, and saddled on her, my hands pushing roughly on her breasts almost squashing them. My cock was semi hard already by her touch and scent , but when I it put it between the soft, puffy lips of her pussy, it went full hard. It started throbbing, as if it was almost ready to burst, as I started roughly rubbing it over her yoga pants while planting a rough aggressive kiss. My lips pressed hard on hers as my tongue twisted about in her mouth, occasionally almost gagging her. My hands were not idle either. One of them kept fondling her breasts, roughly squeezing them at times, while the other held a firm press on her ribs, helping my legs, saddled at her hips, to pin her down.

It took some time for her to get over the shock as I was usually pretty docile and we never discussed this before (well we did not set the usual routine either, it just became one). But she was quick to recover from it. She gave out a muffled scream (which came out as a long moan) and kept trying to pull me away from the kiss grabbing my hair, but I bit onto her tongue to hold on. She also started to twist her hip, and dig her nails on my back when she failed to do so, trying to push me off a side, but soon it was evident that it was no use cause she was half sunk in the soft foamy mattress. All this fight back was doing was making me more excited and angry. My cock was harder than ever before and even I could feel its heat between my underbelly and navel, throbbing as fast as my heart as I was almost on edge. She figured it out too (she edged me a lot before) and slowly stopped resisting. Though her hands were still on my back and head, they were just laying there and she did not squeal anymore, giving out only involuntary moans as I continued to kiss, fondle and hump her ( She never let me enter her then and I kept it that way).

It took me a good half hour to calm down ( I managed not to cum saving a few drips ). All vented out, sweaty and exhausted, I let go of the kiss first, and slowly letting go of her breasts (which by now are all maroon thanks to the squeezes and and fondles), was on my elbows above her . All red and sweaty in a frame of bedraggled hair, my aunt looked hotter than ever before. She was tired too and had her eyes closed when she turned her face away form me. And just then, the fear that she would just upright leave for good struck me and my cock which was half soft by now went soft as I rolled off her.

I hugged her by her waist and she did not move. I started whispering to her ears why it happened, with some occasional soft kisses on her neck, earlobe and a torrent of apologies. I could feel her breathing getting softer and softer as I went, but she was silent, with her eyes closed as she heard the whole thing. Then she rolled over, facing me and kissed me on the lips. "I understand " she said as she caressed my hair "but still, it was uncalled for and you need to be punished for it" she pointed at her now pink breasts. As I gulped and nodded , she flicked at the head of my cock hard a couple of times, making it fully erect again (it was half erect, thanks to her scent and kiss) and then sat up and said with a grin that as a punishment she would not jerk me off until I made up with my gf and showed her (my aunt) a proof of it.

Naturally I was not planning to be on edge the whole weekend. So I called my gf, begged her to forgive me, showed my aunt a pic of the texts she sent, planning and ice cream date the afternoon next, before she video called me and gave a long JOI at midnight next. It was not nearly as good, despite following her every instruction, but at least I got to cum at her presence and was not left hung ;-).

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# 63506 - by M / January 25, 2023
- When I Was A Kid -
Straight Male / 28

In The Shop

I started having sexual fantasies early, when I was in the 5th grade. I watched some movie in HBO, one of which was a pretty raunchy one, (parental control was not a thing back then) and imagined doing those things with girls. Tying them up in a dark place, force them to take off their clothes, lying on them as the squirm and kiss them. I did not have much contact with girls at that time. Most of my fantasies circled round my cousin Anika.
We were close and we had a lot of us time. One of our favorite winter playtimes was playing shopkeeper. Simple. Set up a shop using the blankets on the bed and pretend being shopkeepers. You can stay warm and cozy while playing. And a lot of physical contact in that close space. Perfect for realizing my fantasies. Next time we were playing, I proposed a robbery scenario. She was still into hello kitties and cartoon then, so she was pretty excited when she heard it and plainly agreed doing it, when I told her it will have those things grownups do at night.
I made sure it was after lunch, cause everyone was either out or in siesta. I locked the door ( all this I learnt from the movies) and creeped in the shop from behind. As planned, she acted surprised as I grabbed her mouth and told her to keep silent. Of course she was thinking it was an act, when I pushed her face down on the bed, tied her hands behind her with some tape and tied her mouth with a handkerchief, and resisted by wiggling about and muffled moaning. I slapped her on her bum and hissed her to stay still and quiet, to which she obliged. At that time, she gained a few pounds because of her fascination for crisps and soda, so I was a bit drenched inside the blanket shop
She was wearing a button down cotton shirt and pajamas. As I started slowly unbuttoning them, she wiggled a bit and I grabbed her hair in my fist, hissing a threat (which she took as an act ofc.) . She grunted and stayed still as I unbuttoned her shirt and removed it. Her breasts were a bit over for a 11 y.o., maybe thanks to the extra pounds. I felt a shiver and my penis getting hard as I placed my hands beside her stomach, and ran them up her body, slowly towards her breasts. I could feel her heating up too,(She later told it felt a bit ticklish cause my hands were soft then) and it made me more excited cause I never got that from the movies. My hands rested on her breasts, and I was literally shaking in excitement when I started to pump them slowly. Anika started moaning softly, and I did not stop her, cause it was exciting me even more. I only whispered to keep it down (both as part of act and to not wake others up). It was hard on her, but she tried her best.
Of course the next part was even more hard on her, cause she started to get wet down on her pussy area. I could see her blush, cause her pajama was getting wet and I could feel it on my dick. I let out a grin (like them villains) as my hands slipped down her body slowly and onto her waist. I whispered "its ok", as I pulled her pajama down to her knees. The scent of sweat and wet pussy hit me like nothing I ever smelled before and I had my first full hard on. I took my face closer to smell it more, and for the first time saw a pussy up close. She just started growing pubes, bit it was barely there. The pink swollen lips, were trying to hide the wet crack between them, but the drips were oozing out. I had this urge to taste it, and I licked it. The sour, tangy taste shot a shock up my spine immediately.
Anika instinctively squealed as my wet tongue touched her pussy and tried to close her legs. But it made things easy for me. I clasped my hands on her buns (they were soft as actual buns too) as she did, and pressed my lips on her pussy, my tongue pressing inside. I started to lick slowly and going deeper as far my tongue could reach. Every time I did, she would squirm and the inner walls of her pussy would tighten up around my tongue, squirting out a bit of that juice I was longing for.
Soon, her legs started shaking, her butt was stiff ,she was breathing deeply in rhythm with my licks, and letting out muffled moans. I could hear her grabbing the bed sheet tightly as I ate her inside. She could not push me off or anything. That feel of control, and the smell of sweat and taste of cum made me forget that we could get caught by the servants or someone. I kept going, grabbing onto her waist tightly, until, she went full stiff, and with a big jerk, she squirted out, and her body went limp. The liquid filled up my mouth, as I was not ready for that. I decided not to swallow and spat it out in the waste paper bin.
Anika was still limp and breathing deeply, when untied her and moved her gag. It took her some minutes to gain control. By then I got her some tp. She wiped between legs, and buttoned herself up. She then hugged me, and to my surprise, kissed my mouth, (we kissed like that before), licking the inside good. "mmm I taste good" she said with wink and I winked back nodding.

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# 63430 - by Fred / January 22, 2023
- Embarrassing Moments -
Straight Male / 28

Aunt Neighbor 1

I used to live at my grandparents until graduation. The building and the one next door belonged to their family, so it was quite closely knit. I lived on the first floor, and the on the first floor next, lived my uncle (a cousin of my mother's) and his family. He was mostly jobless, apart from a few company shares he had little income. His wife, my aunt, was a hairdresser and masseuse. She owned her own parlor in the flat they lived in. Not a very successful one tbh. Maybe 5 or 6 customers a week, 10 on a good one. Not that she lacked passion, but it was just a middle-class neighborhood. Not ideal for a lady’s parlor. On top of that, the 2 boys of theirs were runts. Especially the elder. You could hear him screaming every weekend asking for money or something. And between the failing parlor and little interests, they did not have much to spare, so it was toxic.
I knew all about it, cause the windows between 2 flats were barely 5 feet apart, and on summer days they were all open. The quarrels, the cries, all spilt into my place. Literally. Cause every time they had a big fight, my aunt would storm out and hide in this flat of mine, away from her son and husband. At first, it was to avoid the physical altercations and involving the others in the family. I remember the first time she came in to hide at my place, she had her cheek all swollen from a slap from her husband. Maybe she planned to go to my grandparents above my flat, but knocked at mine out of embarrassment. Since I lived alone in my flat, it was the only place for her to hide. After a few times, I think it was more out of habit, and the thrill of doing something forbidden.
I was about 16 then, at the age where I was just starting to explore my sexual side properly. Obviously, I never had any physical relation with women before, minus the occasional kisses with my gf at school break, let alone with a matured lady. And she was my aunt. Though tbh I did feel a little tingle when I caught glimpse of her. Her plump buttocks, perky and tight boobs ( yes, even after 2 births she was fit like she was in her 30’s ), her tight ponytail , all put together with a fresh light makeup. She loved to put on her appearance even when she was at home, cause never know when a customer may knock. But I did not have any desires for her, like I had for my girlfriend at school. But that day, something awakened in me as she was sitting at the dining table, and I was icing her face. Whether it was the teary eyes, or the loose ponytail, or the glimpse of her cleavage from the slipped shoulder of her loose t-shirt or the scent of sweat and perfume coming from her, I don’t know. Maybe all of them. And, you guessed it, I slowly pitched a tent. She would not have noticed it in her state, but we were sitting pretty close, and I was in my summer pajamas.
She did not say anything about it, just her usual whimpers about life, so I did not know that she took notice already. I was struggling to keep it down, but, as you know why it is called a “dick”. Only after I was in full erection, did she stop talking and looked at my flushed face. A sliver of smile appeared on her neatly drawn thin lips as she reached out, unzipped my fly and pulling it out slowly, put her left index on the tip of my hard penis. I was sitting stiff, as she started slowly playing with it,
I wanted to say something, but her right index pressed softly on my lips and shushed me. By now, my penis is harder than ever before in my life, thanks to her soft finger and calculated motions of a masseuse. She leaned forward, her right hand now on my cheek, and pressed her soft, warm lips on mine. The smell of her sweat and perfume sent a rush of hormones through me. And I could feel her long fingers gripping around my penis. All I could do was to lay my arms on her hips as my full body went stiffer with every slow upward and downward stroke of her hand. Her smooth palm rubbing around the shaft of my still virgin penis, and her sweet scent as she kissed me, along with her other hand running in my hair with the precision of a hair dresser, overpowered me completely. Occasionally she would stop the rub and play with my balls using her little and ring finger (I knew it later), or would scratch the frenulum softly, and it sent more rushes up my spine, making me stiffer. I did not know what was edging then, but I did masturbate. And she stopped every time something was about to pop out the head.
I think it was after a good 15 minutes she let go off my lips, and laid her right hand on my shoulder and with a few fast strokes, let me cum. She chuckled, as I came so hard, my sperm shot across the thighs of her trousers and her left arm. I was still stiff and my knees were shaking , so she wiped herself with the cloth that I wrapped the ice in, and wiped my penis with it as I slumped in the chair. She kissed me on the cheek and smiled in way that even I knew meant "lets do it again" before she left for that day.

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# 63411 - by M / January 21, 2023
- Fetishes and Kinky Sex -
Straight Male / 28

Aunt Neighbor 2

Since that day, when things went a bit too far between her and her husband or son, my aunt paid me a visit. Sometimes, I think, she took it far just to make an excuse to storm out of their place for hours. And at my place, she could vent out with a side of pleasure. Of course everyone at her place thought she was going upstairs at my grandparents', so none were the wiser.

Her favorite way to start was by lashing out, and I loved it. The angrier and flustered she was, the perkier her well shaped and cared for breasts would be, and would be trying to pop out of her tad undersized t-shirt or kameez. Her tight butt would be the same, putting the hems of her trousers (yoga pants usually) under pressure. Those, added with her flushed face expressing anger, lust and excitement at the same time, the heavy breathing and (usually) messy hair, turned me on at the very instant of her sight.

I would let her overpower me as soon as we entered my bedroom. She would shove me down on the bed and ride on me by the hips, and push hard on my balls and cock together with hers. I would be already half erect, and her plump, soft, hot pussy pressing on it would do the rest. Her weight would add a side of arousing pain too as she humped on them, while she went to her ways with my upper body. She would do whatever she felt like, but mostly she would wrap her long soft fingers around my throat, pressing on it while flicking her tongue about in my mouth. My hands would slide inside her dress, caressing her smooth, well cared skin underneath, or slide onto her almost stiff buns, kneading or groping them as she would go on to almost choking me blue. The degree of the ass grab became sort of a signal for being too rough. I tried to hold on as long as I could till but sometimes it was scary rather than kinky. I did not know the word safe word at that time though. All this time she would keep pressure on my cock and ball bundle the same ,while her feet pinned down my thighs. That, added with the pseudo breath play, kept my cock erect and firm.

This would calm her down from the initial high place, and make her wet in the treasure area. I could tell, as her breasts and pussy were always pressed hard against my chest and cock . She would let go of the throat first, but keep the kiss (now not so intense) and while caressing my hair, ribs and neck, roll off to the side. We would take off each other's drenched clothes while catching our breath then (she usually took off the tops at first so usually the bottoms), and proceed to the next part. Of course she knew I had a gf at school, and made sure never to dig her nails or leave any marks on me, especially my neck.

She would then pull me close, grabbing me by my hair, and would press my face on her breasts,. I would wrap my arms around her waist, or caress her back, hips and butt, her soft smooth skin running under my fingers making me stiffer, as I took my turn sucking her breasts. The tangy sweaty smell, the almost sticky gummy bear texture and the warmth ran all over my tongue, a mixture her perfume and sweat filling up my nose, and her warm breath hitting my back neck, took me to a state of euphoria like nothing else till date. And with all this, while her practiced fingers were working on my cock and ball, I would reach a sensory overload in no time.

I would try my best to hold on as long as I could, and she advised me to not fully close my eyes during sucking so that I would last longer. But, barely 16, I could do only that much against that attack on all fronts. And I would cum hard, gushing like a faucet within 10 mins. Of course, the ass grope was the signal here too, but she admitted that she liked the hot cum hitting her hand and running down. She never did anything nasty like licking it. She preferred to keep things clean all over and always told me to keep a box of tissue under the bed.

She would let me be, sprawled on my bed, while she washed up, had a light shower in my bathroom, (she had a pack of her own soap there and i kept a towel just for her) and got dressed again. And would leave with a final, long, deep, tongue twisting kiss and a pat on my cheek. And the whole scene would repeat, with some variations, the next time.

Btw. I never figured out how my aunt got her orgasm from this,(I knew about female orgasm by then from my gf at school), until she explained it on a later meet. She usually left me some advises on improvement before she left, which I was happy to make good use of, with her and my gf. ;-) .

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# 63457 - by M / January 23, 2023
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