Sex with aunt ⇐ Incest

[Anonymous]

Greetings to everyone, before I didn’t even think that there were such forums, but then memories from my youth came flooding back and I started looking for something like this on the Internet.
And since there is a forum where this is discussed, and you also need to communicate as much as possible in order to open access to the photos (if this is true) then I decided to share my stories, which is not a reason to discuss and write messages at once) I’ll start with the first one and see how it goes. Looking ahead, there will be no sex here) the story will consist of three parts, I will publish everything gradually. I was around 16 years old at that time, my aunt was 20 years older than me. At that time, she had already been divorced for a year; we usually saw each other only at family holidays a couple of times a year.
In the month of May, we celebrate the birthday of my sister’s godfather at the dacha (not ours). Everyone drinks and goes to the bathhouse, many times. Everyone always wore towels. One time my mother and aunt went to the steam room. Mom doesn’t like to steam for a long time, and I didn’t have much to do in the company of adults, so every time I tried to linger there. Left alone with my aunt, those same drunken conversations between relatives began: “all the girls are running after you,” etc. to which I shamefully admitted to her that I had never kissed her before. She started making jokes about how I deliberately tricked my aunt into kissing her and stuff like that. This, of course, put me into a stupor, but then she took the initiative into her own hands with the note “not a word to mom.” She sat down next to me and began to slowly kiss me. I don’t think this lasted long, after which she silently stood up and left. I don’t think it’s worth describing how crazy I was and how I left the bathhouse smiling from ear to ear) Sent after 7 minutes 41 seconds:
The next day they continued drinking and steaming at the same pace, but I was already purposefully trying to go in so that I could try to stay in the bathhouse again, alone with my aunt. I couldn’t do it all evening, but I continued to do it. Either she will come out before I come in, or she will come out with everyone else who comes out; the two of us did not stay together until almost late at night. I would even say that half of the guests had gone to bed, mostly people had already cleared the table, but I still tried and got my way. She came in alone, and almost from the threshold, “Well, why are you still waiting, hoping for another lesson?” To which I laughed and admitted that yes. She smiled and replied that no, today is my turn. They say she ran around today and her legs were very tired, she sat down on the bottom shelf next to me, but at a distance, and put her legs on my knees. Of course, I silently set to work. I just massaged my legs, already upset that nothing was going to happen to me. The procedure did not excite me at all, even though I love beautiful legs. She just sat back and enjoyed the process, even with my eyes closed. The light was very dim in the bathhouse; I didn’t even expect to see anything like that. But at one point she began to bend one leg and began to move her feet along the penis. My heart started beating, of course, it was nice even through the towel, but my penis didn’t get hard from excitement. She started looking at me with this look, like, are you serious? I’m trying to please you here, but you don’t even get up. She was not satisfied with this arrangement of things, and she opened the towel in which she was sitting and I saw her gorgeous breasts. This is where, of course, I started to get hard. She smiled, wrapped herself back in the towel and stood up with a phrase I don’t remember verbatim, but something like “I’ll go, otherwise it wasn’t enough for us to be seen here when you had a boner.” Sent after 21 minutes 52 seconds:
All summer I remembered these wonderful days, but I didn’t have any plans for another day when we would meet her. That year, with all the confidence I had gained, I was already kissing girls at my dacha, and was waiting for our next meeting with my aunt to come. But all the following rare meetings did not lead to anything, after 5 times I already despaired that there would be no continuation of all this. One might even say he resigned himself. Only the next year, when I wasn’t really expecting it, and in the summer at my grandfather’s birthday, the long-awaited thing happened. There was no longer a bathhouse there, so I didn’t have a ready-made plan. But it also happened closer to night. I had absolutely nothing to do there, and I just sat in the car listening to music almost the whole evening, with breaks for food (they didn’t let me drink in front of my grandmother). But my aunt got pretty drunk, and at one point she came and sat in the back seat of my car.
In general, she always behaved impudently, but when she was drunk, she became quite impudent. But I’ve already had enough of it over the past year, and I started not just talking to her, but actually flirting with her. We talked for a long time, she asked all sorts of provocative questions, at one point I answered one of them with something like “I have never had a sweeter kiss than with my beloved aunt.” This provoked her and she began to openly play with me. The conversations further went in this direction, at one moment she again persuaded me to kiss me, but it was no longer a slow kiss, but a very passionate one, with sighs. At one point she put her hand on my shorts and began to knead it. This time I got hard right away. Then everything looked like this - we kiss, she interrupts and says some comments. I don’t remember everything, but the further we went, the more aggressive they were. At one point, overly vulgar ones such as “I’ve probably been dreaming of seeing my tits again all year,” “I was thinking about how to fuck me,” and at the same time she was still massaging my groin through my shorts. At one point she drops a phrase something like “I would like your aunt to jerk you off,” to which I nodded approvingly, and then she already put her hand into my shorts, but did not take them off or pushed them away. Without a kiss, she simply jerked me off and looked into my eyes, continuing to make vulgar comments ala “You like it when your aunt jerks you off.” At one point she asks what else I would like my aunt to do. Of course, I said that I wanted my aunt to blow me. She finally pulled down her shorts and bent over. She took it into her mouth, wrapped her tongue around it several times with the penis in her mouth, and not many times, swallowed it completely, 5 times. Then she raised her head with the question, “What are you ready to do for me to complete the job?” Without hesitation, I said something like “I’m ready to do anything for this.”
After which something happened that I couldn’t expect at all, she just started yelling at me. “Here, all of you guys are the same, you just think with your dick, lure you with your pussy, you’ll give up everything for this,” again, I don’t remember verbatim, but the gist is something like this. Then she simply got out of the car and slammed the door loudly.
I probably sat there for another hour, with my dick in my hand and the hope that she would return, only an hour later I allowed myself to cum on the memories and went to bed.
The next morning when I woke up, she was no longer there. During this year, we saw her two more times, but did not have any contact. After which she found a man and moved to another city for several years. I returned only when I was 30, but even then we rarely saw each other.