Making My Aunt My Very Naughty Slut

Jo is the most sexy, beautiful, delicious, adorable, respected, cherished, and dick hardening woman on the entire planet, at least to me, and to me that is all that I care about and want and Jo now likes it rough. Very rough very naughty very dirty and very depraved, just as I have trained my seriously hot very unfaithful personal married fuck toy.

She likes to say no, but with Jo, no doesn't really mean no.

Not when we're fucking.

Jo likes to say no, and pretend she's a prim and proper wife, a very innocent but supremely sexy and dick hardening aunty but we both fully understand it means the absolute total opposite.

I love this woman, I always have and always will and I adore how responsive you is. I've never met anyone who reacts with such enthusiasm and vigour to my kisses and my fingers and my tongue and my cock.

The sun was high and strong the afternoon we met again, the sky was unbroken blue, Jo's deliciously sexy mature grey hair flayed in the light of it. You were wearing a loose, red, floaty dress that complimented the beauty of that day and of you. It showed off Jo's long, supple legs, the front was low, it more than teased at what lay beneath. It matched your lips.

We'd met for lunch, we were supposed to make an evening of it, go for drinks, go dancing, maybe stay out till the early hours, but I couldn't get enough of Jo, I couldn't keep my hands off of you.

I kept grabbing Jo and kissing you, and the vision of you that afternoon, the scent of Jo's perfume, of your glossy hair, the smell of sun on your skin, the taste of you breath in my mouth, you was maddening. You got me hard as rock, you got me aching for you.

And Jo was no better. You rubbed you body into me as I hugged you, you breathing went quicker and shallower as we kissed. You ground you thigh into the bulge of my dick in my jeans, you reached down to close you hand over me. Jo moaned into my lips as you squeezed and rubbed, as the tortured me.

"Let's go back to your place," I said to you.

"Why?" Jo said with a grin on you face. "You don't want to go to that new bar we talked about? Or are you hoping you get to fuck me in front of my husband again?

I tightened my arms around you. I kissed Jo hard. "Not anymore. I want something else."

You gripped my dick through my clothes. "What?"

"I want to pull you clothes off, I want to taste you, I want to fuck you every way I can." I lifted one hand to you chest, I cupped Jo's left breast through it. We were strolling through the wood, walking you dog, in public, but Jo liked a little danger. As did I.

Jo's eyes widened at my words, at my touch. "The bar looked pretty cool online, though," you teased.

I ran my hand up Jo's right inner thigh, I went under you dress, I reached you underwear. Jo bit you lower lip as you moaned, as I cupped my fingers around the front of you knickers. My prick pulsed as I felt the heat of you body through them, as I felt how wet they were, already. "Don't fucking taunt me."

"Or what?"

"I'll be bad to you."

"Is that a promise?"

I worked my hand into you underwear, I groaned, with Jo, as my fingers met you bare flesh. You had a patch of tended hair, but you lips were waxed and puffy and slippery below it. "It's a fucking guarantee."

"How bad?" Jo's voice came out strained and breathy.

I drew my middle finger up between Jo's folds to meet you clit. I used you wetness as lubrication to skim over you quickly but with a feather touch. "I'll make you do the most depraved things you can imagine," I whispered with my lips on Jo's ear.

" Rich, please, please, you already have, what more are you going to make me do?"

I took my fingertip off of you. "You want to find out?" Of course you do Mrs Bullen, my hot naughty little married wifey slut. MY HOT NAUGHTY FUCKING GOURGOUS AMAZINGLY SEXY MARRIED WIFEY SLUT

"OK. We can go back to mine."

Jo's house was a very short drive away. We made it in less than ten minutes. We dayoud up the stairs and you dragged me straight into the bedroom you shared with you husband. I had enjoyed and you had enjoyed and even you husband had enjoyed me fucking you in you marital bed many many many times in absolutely every possible position imaginable and much much dirtier naughtier and depraved than a normal imagination can think off.

I pushed Jo up against the wall in you hallway, you husbands and my uncles hallway, my hallway. I cruyoud you into it with my body as I kissed you. Our tongues met in each others mouths, Jo moaned with every exhalation as I ran my hands over you. I grasped you breasts through you dress, I clutched you thighs, I put a hand around Jo to grip you full, heavy buttocks.

I adored this woman, I loved how responsive Jo was. You was panting and writhing into me within minutes. I went back up you dress, I rubbed Jo through the warm, sodden cotton of you knickers. Jo stepped you feet wider apart for me.

Jo whimpered as you kissed me, as I worked my hand back into you underwear, onto you wet cunt. Jo groaned I stroked you, as I spread you lips, as I returned to you clit. Jo's legs began to shake as I danced across you.

I kissed you neck, I drew the strap of Jo's dress down you shoulder, you bra strap with it, I pulled the cup of it down to expose Jo's breast to me. You made ever more urgent noise as I held you, as I hefted you soft, pert flesh, as I grazed my thumb across you thick, stiffened nipple.

Jo was so heated, so fervent, so quickly, and I played you like an instrument. I bared your breast, I dropped my face to kiss you, so suck on you nipples, as Jo reached for my cock, as you rubbed me through my jeans like you wanted three wiyous. I took my finger off of you clit, I slid it up into the wet heat of you body, I crooked within Jo to wriggle across you g-spot.

You bucked into my hand, Jo mewled, as I went back and forth between teasing you clit and finger fucking you. Jo gasped and moaned as I brought you to the verge of orgasm, you whined as I kept you tyoue, as I pleasured Jo but without giving you what you needed to push you over the edge.

I eased a second digit into Jo's cunt, I pressed them deep, before I slipped out of you. I raised my hand to you face. Jo groaned as I pushed my fingers into you mouth, as you tasted you own cunt on them.

"Suck," I told you.

Jo moaned around my digits as you did so.

I took hold of Jo's underwear with both hands, I sank to my knees to slide them down you legs. Jo kicked you low-heeled pumps off as you stepped out of you knickers. I tucked them into my front pocket for later.

"Show me your cunt," I ordered as I crouched before Jo.

You shook you head. "Good girls don't do that."

"You're not a good girl."

"I am."

"No, not with me you're not. With me, you're a slut, Jo Bullen. A slut. A total slut, your nephews slut"

I knew the power that word had over Jo, how it both offended and turned you on, how it helped Jo to lower you reservations.

"I'm not."

"You are with me. You're my filthy little slut. Now show me your fucking cunt."

Jo did it then. You obeyed, as I knew you would, as I knew you wanted. Jo reached down with both hands, you rumpled the skirt of you dress up as you raised it. Jo lifted that red material, up you thighs, to you waist, and beyond. You kept you legs apart as you showed yourself off to me.

My stomach tightened at the sight of you. Jo's eyes were wide, you beautiful face was fluyoud, you legs were limber and smooth and tan. You pussy was right in front of my face, sparce, grey silver hair above you, pink outer lips that fully enclosed you.

"Show me properly."

Jo shook you head. "No."

"Fuck your no," I growled. "Show me."

More heat came into Jo's face.

You loved submitting. I love making you and watching you, you make my nice hard hungry dick get bigger and bigger and harder and harder and hungrier and hungrier. And YOU like that.

Jo adored being ordered, and most of all, you wanted to say no and to be ignored.

Jo wanted to be made to.

You craved to be forced.

And I was the one to force you and own you.

Jo reached down with you right hand, you spread you outer folds with your fingers.

You showed me you vivid pink inner cunt, shining with you wetness. I saw all or you, I saw the bulge of you clit protruding beneath its hood.

Fuck, Jo had a gorgeous pussy. It was always gourgous. Just like the lady who's pussy it was. Your pussy my very very naughty hot aunty.

I couldn't resist, and why would I?

I dived in, I pressed my mouth to my personal aunty whores hot hungry and very very delicious cunt. The very same cunt that I now owned, I now controlled, the cunt that was now mine and forever would be.... Hello again Jo my delicious very dear very special very loved darling...... slut lol

You moaned as I kissed you, as I sucked on you sopping lips, as I ran my tongue over you in long laps.

Jo's legs began to tremble as I passed between you folds, as I made my licks more precise, as I brought myself up to the firmed point of you clit.

Jo cunt was so slick it ran down my chin, you tasted faintly of salt and woman, you was soft and slippery against me.

Jo rocked your hips, you ground your cunt into my face as I brought you back to the brink of orgasm with rapid flicks of my tongue, but again, I didn't take you all the way. You had no control. just naked raw hunger.

I have total and absolute control over you my sweet sexy aunty Jo.

"No. Don't stop Rich," Jo complained as I took my mouth off of you.

Don't ever ever stop Rich, I'm your bitch, I always will be.

I ignored you. "Show me your ass."

Jo leapt to obey. You turned about, you kept you dress raised up, you presented you bare buttocks to me, you thick, smooth, gloriously large, curved cheeks.

"Show me properly."

"No."

"Fuck your no. Show me that pretty little asshole of yours."

"No. It's nasty."

"Exactly. And you love nasty."

"I don't." But I could hear the tension in Jo's voice.

"Show me your asshole."

"No."

I reached up, I slapped Jo's gorgeous derrière. Not too hard, but enough to make you jump and squeak in shock.

"Show it to me."

Jo was trembling.

You obeyed me.

You held a buttock in each hand, you leaned forwards, a touch, as much as you could with the wall before you.

You parted youself. Jo showed me everything, your pussy from behind, your married pussy Mrs Bullen, and above it, the pink star of you asshole.

"I told you you were a slut."

"Fuck you," Jo bit back, but you kept youself spread for me.

You breathing was unsteady.

I stared, I drank in the sight of you.

I shoved my face back into Jo, I kissed your very unfaithful hot wifey cunt,

I made Jo's legs shake harder as I licked you. I ran my tongue up high into you,

I tickled it across you pucker, and Jo gasped and groaned.

You let me rim you, Jo didn't stop me, you made indecent noise as I did so, you gasped and whimpered as you legs quivered. I remind you that your husband could walk in at any second.

I forced two fingers back into your pussy and wriggle them inside you in synch with my tongue.

Jo relaxed as I enjoy licking your ass, this wasn't the first time we'd done this, not by a long way, despite what you may have claimed about being a good girl.

I feel you coming open around my tongue, I appl more pressure with it, I managed to work the tip of myself right into your tight sphincter.

I press and manage to worm most of it up you tight ass.

I fucked Jo in your pussy with my fingers,

I fucked your married hungry married aunty ass with my tongue. Your asshole clenched around me as I flexed within you Jo.

I drew out of you rear, I replaced my tongue with a finger.

"No, don't do that," you complain Mrs Bullen as I slide it into your smooth, gripping anus.

"Yes." I pound it into my naughty delicious auntyJo to the second knuckle.

"No," Jo groaned again. "I don't do this. I'm a good girl." But Jo, you begin to press yourself onto me as you feel your favourite nephew Richard tickle you within your bottom.

I did it for my pleasure as much as yours,

I took my time with you Jo, as I screwed your cunt, as I probed your ass, alternating between my tongue and a finger, then a pair of them.

Jo moaned with rising urgency, with desperation, as I gratified you, but without touching your clit.

"God, I want to fuck you," I groaned as I rose back up, as I grasped hold of you Jo, as I pulled you up into my arms and you into you into your living room rather than your bedroom. I threw you down onto your husbands and my uncles sofa. Oh, Jo, you delicious gorgeous amazingly beautiful dick hungry, cum hungry slut of mine.

Yes, YOU aunty Jo.

I unzipped the back of Jo's dress, but I didn't take it off you.

I love fucking you half-clothed, and I know it adds a touch of the shame Jo and you adore me to treat you like this.

I unhooked your bra, I toss it away. I pull your dress down Jo, at the front to make sure your tits are unencumbered.

I roll you over Jo onto your hands and knees,

I pull your skirt up and fold it over your back to reveal the captivating sight of you Jo, MY hot dirty naughty delicious little bitch, broad, dense, bent, perfect peach of an ass.

My cock throbbs at the vision of you. It always does Jo, you make it do that, like no one else.

I tear my jeans open and pull my dick out.

Jo, you groan as I press it against you, as I stroke the head of my dick over your cunt.

I hear you sigh Jo, it rises to a high moan, as I ease myself inside your body, as I sink into the engulfing, snug, slick glory of your pussy.

I went slow, for the first few strokes, relishing the feel of you, but I went quicker with each successive drive, rising to a fast clip as I fuck you from behind Mrs Bullen. I grasped your hips, I pulled you onto each thrust, and you move with me aunty, rocking into my dick every time I surged into you.

I fuck you hard on your sofa Jo, hard enough to make it rock, hard enough to make you shake and yelp in pleasure.

I slap your buttocks, making you shriek. I reached down to grip your breasts, to squeeze you, to pinch your nipples.

It send you wilder, it sent you loud and frenzied,

I knew you'd be desperate to climax now, but I wanted you desperate.

I spread your cheeks apart to watch my cock flashing into your cunt Jo, to gaze down at your slack asshole and I tickle your asshole with my thumb aunty my delicious dear.

"God, your pussy feels so fucking good," I gasp as we both equally enjoy the forbidden beautiful deviancy of me fucking you Mrs Bullen.

You moan louder Jo, my personal little whore.

"Your ass, too."

Jo you groan with such feeling, your whole body shook with it.

My hot slutty married wifey was feverish, you were febrile, I could hear it in your sounds of gratification, I could feel it in the way you rode my dick and my thumb, but I wasn't ready to let you orgasm yet.

We both knew that.

We both knew what was coming.

I pulled my thumb out of your derrière Jo. I drew my cock out of your cunt, I touched my dick back to you body, to your asshole and just rammed it hard inside you, without thought or feeling for you.

"No Rich. Rich, Stop."

"Fuck your no Jo and I start to fuck your married slut aunty ass harder, but that's exactly what you want. I know this and you know this

"Stop. I don't do that Richard."

I grin down at you, you are my aunt, my mothers sexy delicious adorable little sister. You absolutely fucking do, maybe just for me but you do and this was the game you most want to play.

"You do now," I growled.

"It's time you had this ass fucked, and I'm going to be the man to do it."

I apply more pressure, but you try pull away from me don't you Jo?

"Stop," you whine.

"Come you." I pull you back into place, I hold you tight with my hands on your hips, with a firm grip, my fingers digging into you.

I took my right hand off of you, I slap your sexy married ass once, twice, three times, with force, making you cry out, showing you I mean business.

I held my cock, I placed it back against your asshole.

"No. I don't do this," you complain again, but I could hear how you breathing was going faster and shallower.

I push, once more, easing into you pucker, I felt you coming open around me. Jo reached back to try and knock my dick to the side, but I batted you hand away with ease. I pressed, and it happened. Jo and I groaned, in unison, as you parted around the tip of me.

"Don't. No."

No but not lemon. I applied a little more force.

"No. Stop," Jo gasped, but you moved with me now. Jo exhaled, you push backwards, you kept youself relaxed, and the head of my dick popped into you sphincter fully, and sweet Jesus, it felt glorious. It was like the end of my cock was being squeezed by a soft fist.

"Theres no stopping now," I taunted Jo. "I'm in your ass, and I'm going to fuck it."

"No. I'm a good girl."

"Not anymore. Not now you've got a cock in that pretty little asshole of yours."

Jo shuddered and groaned as I slid another inch of myself into you, as I push through the grasping ring of you pucker and into that more yielding space beyond. Ratyou than pulling away from me, Jo was staying exactly wyoue you was. If anything, you was leaning back onto my prick.

You wanted this, no safe word came, but I was careful with you, at least at first. I held myself back, I went into Jo bit by bit, taking breaks for you to steady youself, to calm you breathing, as I slowly sank my dick into you heavenly derrière. I kept it up though, I was insistent, as I worked myself furtyou up you rear, till nearly the full extent of my cock was in you body, till I was enclosed in the tight, gripping heat of you.

Fuck, what a sight Jo was like this, panting and quivering, you grey hair a mess, you bent ass a wide, glorious heart shape, and best of all, my dick was buried between you cheeks, higyou than wyoue a dick usually is.

I spread you ass again to get the best view I could, to see my cock in you stretched, strained asshole. I fucked Jo with short, slow, but unceasing presses, and Jo made moaning-grunting sounds, you sighed, you gasped, you mewled like an animal.

"Look at you, my little slut, with my dick in your pretty little derrière."

"Bastard," Jo groaned.

"Please, you complain, but I think you like this."

"Fuck you," Jo spat, yet you began to move with me once more. Jo rolled you hips, you came back onto me to greet each thrust.

"You do like it, don't you? You love getting your ass fucked."

"No!"

"Yes you fucking do."

We went quicker as Jo adjusted to me. I screwed you with longer drives, I shoved my prick into you back passage to the hilt. I gripped Jo's cheeks, I mauled and spread them, and Jo couldn't hide the pleasure you took from this any longer, as you moaned with rising ardour as I fucked you bottom.

Jo's arms gave way as you shook harder. You lay with you face and chest down, you ass up, you back arched, putting on the perfect show for me as I stuffed you rear. I kept you cheeks spread as I held you, I gazed down at the vision of my prick pounding into your very accepting very wanting asshole My hotwifey Mrs Bullen.

"You love this," I called over your moans.

"Fuck you."

"I don't see you running from it."

"Fuck you," Jo shouted, but the harder I screwed you, the more I taunted you, the louder and more zealous it sends you Jo, Aunty Jo. You kept looking up and back at me, your face was red and screwed up, but from wanton bliss, not from pain.

You make such loud beautiful noise as you really get into it don't you Jo, you pawed at the sofa beneath you, then you reached under your body with your right hand, your fingers closed over your cunt. I watch you begin playing with your clit as I ride your ass my dearest darling Jo. You looked me in the eye and pulled and pinched your nipples. I allowed it.

"Oh my God," you gasp, then words were pouring out of you. "Oh my fucking God... yes... yes.... You bastard Richard... you fucking bastard my master...."

I slapped your buttocks Jo,

I took you harder.

And harder

And harder my slut

I came nearly all the way out of your ass each time I pulled backwards, before I drove myself back deep into you Jo, Mrs Bullen

"I know you love this aunty Jo."

"Fuck you Richard."

"You're not a good girl, you're a whore. A slut."

Your mine Jo and you are mine for life.

The ring you are wearing on your marriage finger proves it

"Fuck you." You voice was tight and high.

"You love having your ass fucked."

"I hate it.... I hate it.... Fuck me... faster."

You moaned a breathy, "yes!" with each exhalation as I hammer my hard young unprotected dick deep into you, again and again and again, totally without mercy.

You shove back into me with desperate vigour, as you neared your long-sought climax, and I was right with you.

Taking you so aggressively, ploughing your tight ass, seeing it all so clearly, seeing and hearing what I do to you Jo, it was more than I could take.

There was no holding back now, no stopping, not a chance of it. Neither of us wanted that..

"I'm going to come in your ass," I yell at you.

"No.... Don't you... fucking dare! No, No way Richard" But you crash back into me with even more frantic strength.

Heat and tension rose up my rigid cock with each thrust. "You fucking want it."

"No.... I don't.... Don't... do it. Please... don't do it.... No."

"Fuck your no."

The pulsing sensation reached the end of my cock

I sank all the way into ass, I gasped as my orgasm hit me, as white light flared in my head, as hot come erupted out of my twitching cock.

You felt it in the way as I slammed into you with short, vigorous drives, in the way my dick pulsed in your ass, you heard it as I groaned and grunted above you. You felt me filling your ass with my hot fresh naughty nephew cum, and that did it for you, too, it was the final straw for you Jo wasn't it.

You raised your head, you tensed, all over, your sphincter clamping around me, and you yelled as you climaxed.

You reared reared into me Jo you hot hot super sexy slut, you juddered and moaned, your asshole spasmed around my dick, I came harder for it. I came in your derrière, just as you wanted the most, just as you craved, no matter what you said when we play this game, when we enacted this fantasy of yours.