1. Testing Aunt V


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Black, First Time, Incest, Male / Older Female, Author: Blackstroker, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

    orgasm I’d ever felt rocked my body. I collapsed onto her pushing her down on the bed. She reached behind and held me fast against her quivering ass I drained into her. She manipulated her anal walls contracting and releasing my cock until every drop of cum cream was drained from it. I awakened to bright sunlight and the sound of my mother’s voice and her soft hands gently shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw her standing over me. The first thing I noticed is that her eyes were glued to my midsection surveying the obvious tent. “Sorry mom” I said, blushing. “Nothing to apologize about, It’s normal” she said The second thing I noticed was that her silk robe was wide open and that beneath it she was wearing a nightie not much longer than the one Aunt V wore. Now, my mom never moves around the house with her robe wide open unless there is something solid under it, never! My eyes rested first on the little bright orange panties visible through the light blue sheer night dress. I managed to drag my eyes away and let them travel up to her bosom and the nice grapefruits settled into the cups separated by a deep v neckline. I could see the outline of her nipples. I looked away quickly. What was she doing, was she testing me, trying to find out if the way I’d looked at her the previous morning was just curiosity or something more than that, sexual interest? “Young man,” I heard her say “do you know what time it is, what did you do last night, you had a few drinks or something?” “No ...
    mom, I didn’t drink any alcohol” My parents were dead set against teenage drinking “Well, it looks that way to me, it’s ten in the morning and I had to come and wake you” “Mom, I didn’t drink anything” I said exasperated. And as if to unsettle her for bothering me I looked straight at her crotch. Her hands, as if against her will, it seemed, started to move to her front like they did the day before, but she pulled them back this time leaving the interest of my lustful eyes exposed. I looked upward and saw her nipples now a great deal stiffer than they were when she first came into the room, poking against the nightie cups straight at me. I know she was a bit nervous, but did a fine job of holding herself together, pretending not to notice my new found interest in her privates. “I’d like to believe you son, but it looks like you really did have something last night” I didn’t miss the stress she put on the words ‘son’ and ‘something’. After a quick look at my still tented sheet she turned around and walked out the door. Does she have suspicions about me and Aunt V, I found myself wondering. And was her appearance in the short nightie just to find out if the previous day’s interest in her body was due to youthful curiosity or something decidedly sexual. What conclusion did she come to, and was this the last time she’d let me see her dressed like that. Or was she turned on by my interest in her the first morning and was now trying to let me know that she liked it? One thing I know, ...
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