Auntie Camilla's Dripping Wet Pussy

******Somewhere in Cambridgeshire, UK

I lay in my bed completely naked, my rock hard dick standing at full mast making a bulge in the quilt. Directly above my head, through the wall which connected to the spare bedroom, I could hear the sexy “uh-uh-uh” of my Auntie Camilla as she played with herself, and the sticky, wet sounds of lips coming together and apart as she pushed a vibrating dildo in and out of her pussy.

For the last couple of nights, I had been wanking myself furiously as I listened to her moans and gasps of pleasure. My mum’s friend, my Auntie Camilla was in her 50’s, thickly built but shapely, with big arms and legs and back that were all in proportion, but which seemed tiny compared to her massive, round gargantuan tits. I didn’t know the exact size (40K) but just knew they were massive, as her chest heaved and bounced no matter what she wore, and she always put me in the mood. She had thick blonde hair, and tanned, leathery skin that was the result of lots and lots of holidays abroad. She had set up a successful recruitment company and so had lots of money to burn.

Maybe it was a result of looking sexy all the time, or maybe it was the other way around, but Auntie Camilla appeared to have an enormous sexual appetite. She had worn out four husbands and even some younger guys that they had let her fuck when they got too tired of trying to keep up with her, and it certainly wasn’t the first time that I had heard her having some private time. I had sneaked a look into her suitcase when her and my mum had been out or downstairs talking, and had seen for myself the big, fat-headed sex toy, the length and thickness of a pepper grinder that she appeared to be currently enjoying next door. The thought of that massive thing disappearing in and out of her made me extremely aroused.

I had always fantasised about walking in on her naked, in the shower or in the middle of her touching herself, and had also fantasised about what it must be like to plunge my tongue deep into her pussy after she’d had a big toy in her, stretching her out. Other men’s cocks and spunk turned me off immediately, so I could never think about her with another man, but the idea of a toy going in and out of her thrilled me no end. I loved the thought of her loose pussy flimsily wrapping itself around my hard cock and fucking her over and over again – I had wanked myself silly to the thought of it a few times. Being young, dumb and full of cum, it wasn’t long before I was ready to go again and so many a night that I explored my own body and ran through countless socks, boxer shorts and duvet covers, Auntie Camilla was the stimulus.

She was still making some gorgeous noises that were emanating through the wall. She was by no means being loud and inconsiderate in my mum’s house; everyone else was asleep, it was the middle of the night. I just had exceptionally good hearing and was wide awake and horny. And wanted to fuck my auntie.

My cock was throbbing, hard and ready to be buried up to the hilt inside a lovely wet pussy. I decided that I was going to go into the room next door and have my way with Auntie Camilla. I was young and horny and I needed an outlet for my sexual energy. My thick, sticky, creamy cum was too good to waste going into socks and boxers – I needed it to go into Auntie Camilla’s mouth or pussy.

I get out of bed, heart hammering in excitement and anticipation. My hard cock bounces and twinges, the weight of it hurting slightly when it goes too far the other way. I walk to my bedroom door and slowly open it, taking care to avoid making any noise. I tiptoe across to the door of the spare room, behind which I know Auntie Camilla is still touching herself. Giggling at the absurdity of it all and in anticipation for what is about to happen, I gently turn the door handle and tiptoe in.

The gasps stop immediately. “Oh gosh Karen, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so loud…” I can hear my Auntie Camilla say, as she thinks it my mum walking in on her. Through the darkness, she can make out the shape of my figure and realizes its not my mum.

“Jack?”

I rush over to the bed, my hard cock leading the way. I pounce on the figure in the bed and aim my mouth towards where I think her face is, my tongue slathering and ready for action. Dirty, wet tongue kisses turn me on at the best of times and I am rock hard and raring to go. Auntie Camilla is completely naked and her lovely soft tits are all over the place. Her legs and arms are soft and inviting and her belly feels incredible as I feel my turgid cock against her, the tip of my urethra nearly hooking into her belly button. There are so many naughty things that I want to do to this woman that for a moment I’m just all hands and mouth as I writhe around on top of her chaotically.

“What’s going on… What are you doing… What the hell…”

I look at her in the near gloom. “Auntie Camilla, I love thinking about you naked. Whenever I see you, all I want to do is start humping you. Pull your knickers to the side and hump you, in front of everyone. I don’t even care if we are dressed – I want to touch you with my cock and come all over you. I don’t care who’s watching or who knows. You’re absolutely fucking delicious” I garble, the horniness spilling out of me. “I am going to put my cock in you now and I am going to fuck you.”

I slide my pelvis down, the tip of my cock going from the her belly button to the stubbly, shaven area of her pussy mound. Just a little more and I’ll be between the lips. I push down slightly and… oh wow. She’s so wet. Her pussy is even wetter than I could have possibly imagined. Auntie Camilla’s pussy is dripping wet!

I feel the toy on the mattress between her legs; as I’ve been moving into position, it’s rolled against my inner thigh. Auntie Camilla obviously switched it off and stopped using it when she heard the door handle turn and what she thought was my mum enter.

“That sounded gorgeous, Auntie Camilla, I love the thought of that big thing inside you. I can’t wait to feel your dripping wet pussy!”

I’m not wearing a condom and I have no intention of doing so. The idea of swapping bodily fluids with Auntie Camilla, having her pussy juice all over my cock and depositing what I know is going to be a big, huge sticky load inside her, turns me on enormously. The skin to skin contact is what makes me know I’m likely to cum quickly, but heightens my anticipation.

Auntie Camilla is staring up at me, aghast. “You can’t do this, Jack!” I hear her whisper.

I slide my cock in, burying it inside Auntie Camilla’s dripping wet pussy, all the way up to hilt. She gives a little gasp as she feels my cock go in. “I already am doing it and I love it. I can’t wait…”

“I’m your auntie!” she exclaimed, indignantly. “This is disgusting…”

“You’re my mum’s friend,” I remind her, “so we’re not related. But even if we were, that would be even hotter and naughtier, to be honest!”

“You’re underage!”

I give her a long, hard look. “You came to my 18th birthday party two months ago.” You were wearing a burgundy dress, that barely contained these bad boys,” I say, nodding at her tits. I stop and give a little smirk. “I had a massive wank over you that night as well…”

“Oh no….” she tries to cover her face with her hands. I take her hands and pin her wrists down, pushing my tongue between her lips and swirling it around animalistically. I let go of her wrists and return my hands to her sides.

“Why are you doing this?” she asks, looking up at me.

“Because I love fucking my auntie,” I reply. “It’s so naughty and dirty and filthy and wrong. Plus you’re so much older than me and I shouldn’t be doing it.

“This is so wrong!” Auntie Camilla pleads. “We NEED to stop, we shouldn’t be doing this…”

I have no intention of listening to her; i can feel the cum already starting to bubble up in my shaft. I love that its wrong and naughty and that we shouldn’t be doing it.

I tell her so.

“That’s why I’m loving every second of this, Auntie. Because we shouldn’t be doing it. You’re my Auntie and I’m fucking you!” I gasp.

“Jack, stop… please stop… we need to stop…” I hear Auntie Camilla moan feebly. I’m not convinced she means it at all. She appears to be enjoying it too, the pretending not to like it making it even naughtier for the both of us.

“Oh Auntie, I love it when you tell me to stop… I can’t stop, I won’t stop… I love fucking you…. It feels sooo good…”

Auntie Camilla continues to gasp and moan. I’m pumping harder and harder now and her breaths are getting ragged and abrupt with each thrust of my dick into her. I can feel the cum building up inside me and I know soon I’m going to hit the point of no return. I know I’m going to shoot litres, if not gallons into her and its a delicious thought.

“Oh I’m gonna put the biggest load in you..”

That’s it, i’m at the point of no going back. I thrust harder and harder and harder, knowing I’m going to explode in a matter of seconds. I push my face towards Auntie Camilla and bury my tongue in her mouth, swirling and sloppily sloshing about in her mouth. I moan into her as my cock erupts, sending hot streams of lava into her pussyhole. I keep thrusting with every pump sending forth a new enormous squirt – theres so much i can feel it dripping out of her pussy and soaking my nutsack. Which means its dripping down her arse crack and wetting her inner thighs. And the mattress. Lovely!

I keep humping and thrusting and moaning and enjoying my orgasm for what seems like ages, before I finally come down, run out of steam and grind to a halt. For the moment. I take a deep breath and grin, breathing heavily. My erection is subsiding; I can feel her pussy dripping out all of my spunk and her pussy juices as it shrinks and comes out of her.

“I’m all sticky” I say to no one in particular, shimmying forward on my knees and proffering my pelvis towards my auntie’s face. I’d happily wipe it all over her sexy face, to be honest.