Auntie Keisha

Jayda's hands gripped the steering wheel so hard her knuckles went white as the engine sputtered and died. Her car rolled to a stop on the empty road she groaned, slapped the wheel, and pulled out her phone. The tow number was right there, but her thumb hovered... then scrolled straight to "Auntie Keisha."

Keisha had always been there. Since high school. Her mom's best friend who had become practically family, the one who picked her up, held her through the first heartbreak, she was more constant than her own father. Lately though... something had shifted. Every time Auntie smiled, or when their bodies brushed, Jayda felt a low hot flutter she couldn't kill. The kind that made her thighs press together in the dark.

"Jayda?" Keisha's voice came warm, low, a little husky. "Everything okay, baby?"

"Not really, Auntie. My car died again so I'm stuck."

No hesitation. "Send me the pin. I'm calling AAA and coming for you."

Jayda sent it, leaned back, and let her thoughts that she kept trying to shove down flood in. Auntie Keisha inspired her dream woman, she was tall, with curves that made everyone regardless of sexuality and gender turn heads, a nasty walk, those big tits and an ass that made every dress look like it was painted on.

She's your Auntie. Stop.

The thoughts didn't stop. They only made her wetter.

The tow showed first. Jayda stood on the shoulder, arms wrapped around herself, when Keisha's car pulled up. Auntie stepped out in a tight dress that hugged every curve even distracting AAA as her heels clinked over to her niece. Jayda's mouth went dry just watching.

"You okay, sweetie?" Keisha asked, voice soft as she walked over. One hand landed on Jayda's shoulder warm, protective, causing a full body shiver to rip through Jayda her.

"Yeah... just stressed."

"Let's get you home."

In the car the scent of Keisha's perfume filled everything. She couldn't help but to slide her eyes over Keisha's thighs, her chest, the way her nipples had already hardened under her dress. Jayda's hands fidgeted in her lap every time she was caught staring. The silence was thick, charged, dirty.

At her condo Jayda hesitated at the door.

"You... want to come in, Auntie?"

Keisha's gaze softened and darkened at the same time.

"Of course."

Inside, Jayda poured wine with shaky hands. They sat on the couch, the space between them kept shrinking.

Jayda's pulse hammered.

"Auntie..." she started voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah, baby?"

"I don't know how to say this... or if I even should."

Keisha's fingers brushed Jayda's hand, then laced through them. "You can tell me anything."

Jayda's stomach twisted. "I think I have feelings for you. Not... family feelings. Not necessarily romantic either but, I want you. I think about your body, your mouth, your pussy... I want to be under you while you drip into my mouth. I want you to ruin me."

Silence permeated the atmosphere for a good thirty seconds then Keisha's grip tightened hard.

"Jayda." Her voice was low, rough. "I've been feeling it too. For a very long time. I tried to ignore it and trust I've told myself it was wrong... but I can't stop thinking about spreading those pretty legs and tasting my niece until she screams for her Auntie."

Jayda's breath punched out of her. Keisha leaned in. Their mouths met soft for half a second, then immediately filthy. Both of their tongues sliding against each other, Keisha sucking Jayda's lower lip like was squeezing flavor out of it. Jayda's hands fisted in Keisha's hair as her hand shoved up under Jayda's shirt, cupping a bare tit, thumb dragging rough over the nipple until Jayda whimpered into her mouth.

They broke apart panting.

"Is this okay?" Keisha whispered, eyes black with want.

"More than okay, Auntie. Please. I need you."

Keisha stood, hauled Jayda up, and dragged her to the bedroom. Keisha peeled Jayda's pants down, then her own dress, bra, panties. Jayda stared in awe, she was finally getting to see her aunties full heavy tits; just like she imagined she had big chocolate areolas with dark nipples that were already tight, thick thighs, and a fat, glistening pussy already dripping down her inner thigh. Keisha pushed Jayda onto the bed and climbed between her legs. She licked a long wet stripe up Jayda's neck, bit the hinge of her jaw, then sucked hard on one nipple while her fingers found Jayda's pussy. Two thick fingers shoved in without teasing, curling and pumping causing Jayda to instantly cry out..

"Fuck... Auntie..."

"Look how wet my niece is for me," Keisha growled against her skin. "Dripping down my hand already. You been thinking about my pussy, haven't you? Touching yourself to the idea of Auntie eating you out?"

Jayda could only moan and nod.

Keisha slid down, shoved Jayda's thighs wide and buried her face. She sucked Jayda's clit hard her tongue fucking into her hole, nose pressed against her mound, both messy and loud. Jayda's hips buckled and Keisha pinned them down and kept going, two fingers slamming deep while she sucked Jayda's clit, then three, stretching her open. She pulled off just long enough to spit on Jayda's clit and rub it in with her thumb.

"Come on my tongue, baby. Soak your Auntie's face."

Jayda came hard thighs shaking and pussy clenching around Keisha's fingers, a rush of wetness that Keisha drank like she was malnourished. She kept licking Jayda through it collecting every drop, then pushed Jayda's legs higher and continuing tongue fucking her through the aftershocks until Jayda was sobbing and twitching. When Keisha finally crawled up, her mouth and chin were shiny. She kissed Jayda deep so she could taste herself, then guided Jayda's hand between her own legs.

"Your turn. Eat Auntie's pussy. I want you to get it messy."

Jayda slid down, heart hammering. The moment she had been waiting on was finally here, she couldn't disappoint. Keisha's pussy was swollen, brown, and oozing giving it a pretty glaze that made Jayda eager. Jayda licked a broad stripe from asshole to clit, then sucked the fat lips into her mouth as her tongue worked the hole. She pushed three fingers in, fucking her Auntie while she sucked the clit. Keisha's hand fisted in her hair and held her there, grinding against her face.

"That's it... fuck... tongue that pussy, niece. Get deeper. Suck it. Make it nasty for me."

Jayda obeyed, messy and eager, spit and slickness running down her chin, as her fingers continued curling until Keisha's thighs clamped around her head and she came with a broken moan, flooding Jayda's mouth. Jayda kept licking and sucking until it became too much and Keisha dragged her back up by her hair and kissed the taste off her lips. Keisha flipped her, shoved two pillows under her hips, and ate her ass while her fingers pounded her pussy. As soon as Jayda came, Keisha made her straddle her face and ride, grinding that wet pussy all over her Auntie's mouth while Keisha reached up and slapped her tits, pinched her nipples, spat on her clit and rubbed it in. When Jayda came a third time she squirted, a hard gush that made Keisha laugh dirty and keep suckling.

Later Keisha was on her back again, legs folded up to her chest, while Jayda finger fucked her slow and deep; her dominance made her talk filthy to Jayda the whole time--"It's your job to make Auntie's pussy happy now. I'm gonna call you when I need to cum. I'm gonna sit on that face whenever I want. And you're gonna let me use that tight little hole until it's oversensitive and dripping for me."

Jayda just nodded, moaning "Yes, Auntie" over and over while Keisha came on her fingers.

Seconds later the phone rang. AAA with a notification that her car is ready.

Jayda stared at the screen, then at Keisha's swollen pussy and the wet shine still on her thighs.

Keisha's voice was soft, regretful, but still hungry.

"We should go... for now."

As they dressed, Jayda's thighs rubbed together, slick and sensitive. She knew it was wrong but didn't care. She already wanted Auntie's pussy again, she wanted to bury her face in it, to be ordered to her knees, she wanted the next time Keisha called her "baby" while she was three fingers deep and telling her to cum.

One thing was certain: she was never going to stop wanting Auntie Keisha's pussy.