My Aunt Mary, Fucking her was hot, but when the phone rang it blew me away

My Aunt Mary, Fucking her was hot, but when the phone rang it blew me away, I certainly had no intention of having sex with my own aunt when I went to visit her. It was nothing more than a family obligation. My mother had insisted that I take a few days of vacation time to go see her sister, my Aunt Mary, and I certainly had enough frequent-flier miles to afford the trip.

I went to her house, and it was just as I thought it would be: white, with lots of flower beds that she tended herself, and a well-manicured lawn. There were white lace curtains, and well-polished furniture, and all the other things you’d expect to find in the home of a 55-year-old housewife who had recently become a widow.

I was thirty-two myself, and Aunt Mary and I didn’t have much in common besides the Christmas and birthday cards she sent every year, the birthday card always folded around a a check for the exact amount of my age. She seemed glad enough to see me, though, and I thought she had probably been pretty lonely since Uncle Larry died. When we were seated in her picture-perfect living room, though, the conversation faltered and then died.

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Finally she asked me to spend the night, but I told her that I had already booked a hotel room. She kept insisting, though, and I finally gave in. “One night,” I thought. “No big deal.” So what if the hotel room was paid for? I could afford it.

She showed me to the room I would be using, and we sat on the bed and tried to talk. She took my hand and told me I looked just like my father. I was pleased, because I knew he had always been considered a handsome man. He had passed away a few years ago, and I still missed him a lot.

As we talked, Aunt Mary kept on holding her hand in mine, and then she told me something which really shocked me. She said that when she and her husband moved here, away from the rest of the family, all those years ago, they were doing it to break off the affair she had been having with my father. Her husband had forgiven her, but had insisted on moving far enough away that the temptation wouldn’t recur.

I couldn’t believe it, but Aunt Mary swore it was true. I was furious. I pulled my hand away from hers coldly and refused to say anything. Finally she got up, fetched the cordless phone from the desk across the room, dialed a number, and handed it to me. “Here. Ask your mother yourself.”

I did. I made a little chit-chat with my mother before I could bring myself to come to the point.

“Yes, dear, it’s all true,” said my mother in a cheerful voice when I asked her the awful question. “I never really minded, but your father felt so guilty, and your Uncle Larry was so furious, that we all agreed that the move was the best possible thing for everyone. That’s the main reason I wanted you to see Aunt Mary. I thought you should know, and it would be better if she told you. I also wanted you to do a little something for her now that she’s lost Larry. She really did love both of them, you know, and now her heart is broken all over again.”

I was even more shocked than before. “You can’t mean what I think you mean,” I said.

“Of course I do. With your father gone, you are the natural choice to take his place. So be a good boy and make your aunt happy. She needs you.”

I hung up, spluttering.

“Did she tell you?” said my aunt.

“She told me,” I said, putting the phone down on the bed, not even bothering to hang it up again.

Being occupied with the phone call, I hadn’t noticed that Aunt Mary had unbuttoned and removed her conservative dress and hung it up on a hanger on the back of the door. What she wore under it definitely did not match my expectations for a woman of her age: a black half-bra and a scarlet thong that barely covered her perfectly shaved snatch. She sat down next to me again and began methodically rubbing my half-erection right through my pants.

The fact that I was already married didn’t seem to matter to either my mother or my aunt, and pretty soon it didn’t seem to matter to me either. I decided to do it. I pulled off my clothes and let my aunt check out my body, including my package. She was very complimentary, which made me feel good. Before I knew it, she was going down on me. I guess it had been a while since she had a cock in her mouth, because she sucked me like a starving woman. Her technique wasn’t so great, but she certainly got me off.

When Aunt Mary had swallowed my first thick gush of jism, I knew I needed more. I pushed her back on the bed, pulled down the half-bra, and began to suck on her tits. That certainly made her even hotter than before. I also gave her pussy a good thorough licking, just pushing the thong aside to get access to it. All she said was, “Like father, like son.” I felt good about that too.

I finally pulled off the drenched thong and undid the half-bra. Her body was excellent for a woman of her age, and I just looked her over from top to toe for a while. Then I mounted her and slowly pushed my cock up my aunt’s pussy. It opened right up to receive me, and it was kind of strange and hot and intimate and sexy and kinky all at the same time. The thought that I was fucking my own aunt made my cock swell inside her, and I had to start off slow so that I wouldn’t come too soon.

Just then the phone rang. I did my best to go on fucking Aunt Mary and ignore it, but to my astonishment, my aunt reached out and picked it up. Then instead of turning it off, she answered it and said hello!

“Yes. Yes, he is,” she said into the phone. “He’s doing it now.” Then she paused a while to listen. I was so confused, I didn’t know whether to keep fucking her or not, but my body decided for me, making me go on pounding her. Aunt Mary grunted into the phone with each thrust, then said, “I better — uh! — let you talk to him”, and held up the phone to my face.

“Does it feel good?” the voice of my mother murmured into my ear. This was more mind-blowing than everything else that had happened so far put together. It was strange enough that I was fucking my own aunt, but now my mother was talking to me on the phone, asking me questions about it. Nevertheless, my body kept up the fuck, driving into my aunt’s pussy and out again, as I finally managed to answer my mother’s question.

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