Action for Aunt Debbie

Note: if you haven't already, read A Niece With Needs, which is a prequel to this story.

Debbie and I were heading upstairs, where her bedroom and office/guest bedroom were both located, after engaging in some highly satisfying sexual activities together for the first time ever on the couch in her living room. We'd known each other for most of our lives but had never been more than friends before that morning, when she'd admitted to being horny and having planned to seduce me had her college-age niece not shown up unexpectedly the previous evening. Once that was out in the open, we addressed her horniness on the couch before agreeing to continue upstairs. She had pulled her nightshirt and robe back on, covering her wonderful naked body, which I felt privileged to have seen and was looking forward to seeing again. I had likewise pulled my lounge pants back on, though I had never bothered to remove my t-shirt. We were going to pretend it was the middle of the night and she was going to slip into bed with me to seduce me, like she'd considered doing the previous night.

We both looked into the office/guest bedroom where her niece had slept on the futon that I'd been intending to sleep on the night before, effectively putting the kibosh on one of Debbie's options for seducing me. I would love to have had her slip into bed with me for the purpose of having sex together so I'd suggested that we go ahead and do it. I asked her to go to her room and give me a minute, then I slipped under the covers and could immediately smell that her niece had spent the night there, which just got me even more fired up than knowing Debbie would be joining me already had. Before I had time to think back on what had happened the night before with Debbie's niece, I felt Debbie slip under the covers with me. I was breathing deeply to simulate being asleep as she was spooning me then her hand slipped into my lounge pants and gripped my already growing cock, which further stiffened.

I rolled toward her onto my back and she brought her lips to mine while gently pumping my cock. We made out until she was certain that I couldn't get any stiffer then she got up on her knees, sliding my lounge pants down just enough to free my cock as the covers fell away. She straddled me, still wearing her nightshirt, and guided my stiff cock to her pussy then lowered herself down onto it. We both moaned as her snug, slippery pussy engulfed my throbbing tool then she began to slowly move up and down. I wanted to not only get my hands on her tits but to see them again so I pulled her nightshirt up and off, tossing it aside. My hands were immediately on her big boobs, caressing the soft, smooth flesh and her hard nipples. It had only been a short time since I'd last had my hands on them but I wanted to take advantage of every opportunity since I didn't know how long it would be before I'd have another chance once I left that afternoon.

I was leaving the pace to her, hoping that since she'd cum twice already any subsequent orgasms would be even easier to achieve, while knowing that my staying power would have improved with my recent orgasm. I wanted to feel the pleasure of her hot, wet pussy for as long as possible but I was certainly okay if she had a quick and highly pleasurable orgasm then we switched things up. The wooden futon frame was a bit squeaky as she was gradually riding me faster but not enough to be distracting, though it was probably good that she hadn't had her niece sleeping downstairs on the couch the previous night while she was seducing me on the futon. I was pushing up into her each time she dropped down so that she was getting the full length of my stiff cock. When I realized how much her boobs were trying to bounce as she picked up her pace, I ended up moving my hands away to watch, sliding them around to caress her ass instead. I had just fucked them and cum on her sternum not that long before but could totally see myself doing it again if another opportunity came up.

We had a good rhythm going and it felt fantastic to be fucking her again already while enjoying the visual of her bouncing boobs. I knew she was building toward an orgasm much more quickly then I was by that point but I was completely good with that. Since she'd initiated this because she was so horny, I thought it was important that she get the most out of it in the end. I would have no issue if she had three times as many orgasms as I did, especially since she could have one after another where I'd need recovery time after each one. While I wasn't trying to hold out until she came more, it was working out that way somehow and I was happy to continue fucking her while she just kept cumming.

When she finally reached that point, she was riding me hard, moaning loudly, while her boobs were bouncing like crazy then she dropped down and stopped abruptly. She went silent briefly before crying out as her entire body was shaking. Since they'd stopped bouncing, I brought my hands back around from her ass to resume fondling her big boobs. Even though my own orgasm hadn't really been building up yet, I knew that this pause while she was cumming would still help me to be able to last longer and I was all about continuing to fuck her for as long as possible. Her orgasm appeared to be intensely pleasurable based on the expression on her face and the sounds she was making. I was starting to think this was typical for her but maybe she'd been so pent up that it was a major relief for her.

Once she'd finished cumming, she remained sitting on my cock for a moment while she recovered then opened her eyes and smiled at me before climbing off of it. She remained on her knees but turned and aimed her ass at me while lowering her head to the futon cushion. I got up on my knees with my stiff cock sticking straight out and moved behind her, running my hands over her ass before slipping my cock back into her. We both moaned as I easily slid all the way in until my hips were pressing against her ass. Holding her waist, I started to slowly slide in and out, once again savoring the feel of her snug, slippery pussy, which seemed to have become even wetter with her orgasm. I got a good rhythm going then slipped my hands forward to cup her swinging boobs, hefting their weight as I felt her hard nipples against my palms.

When we started, I was in control of the pace and was fucking her with long, slow strokes. I was savoring the feel of her pussy along the full length of my tool but was also hoping that she was feeling a high level of pleasure, as well. Gradually, though, she was pushing back and picking up the pace, which I guess was a good indication that she was experiencing pleasure and maybe even building toward another orgasm. She raised her head up off the cushion as she was pushing back more while also reaching under herself, presumably to caress her clit as I was fucking her. I thought it was very smart of her to be proactive about her own pleasure even though it seemed to me like she had no issues with being able to cum easily. Of course this may have been more to do with her being familiar with her body than with any abilities I had to be able to pleasure her. Whatever the case, she was pushing back harder and moaning louder and longer so it was obviously working for her as she was clearly building toward another orgasm.

When it became difficult to match her increasing pace, I was just pushing into her each time her ass slapped into my hips, which seemed to work well and still felt incredible. We were able to stay in rhythm that way and, as her pussy was becoming even hotter and wetter, I could feel the initial stirrings of my own orgasm. It was pretty obvious, though, that she was going to cum again before I did and probably pretty soon. When it seemed like she was right on the verge, I straightened up, reluctantly releasing her boobs and holding onto her waist. Her ass was smacking loudly against my hips and I was watching it jiggle each time, right up until she pushed back and just held there. I made sure that I was embedded as deeply as possible and, a moment later, she cried out as her body started shaking. Assuming that her pussy was being flooded with even more lubrication, I resumed slowly fucking her and was not disappointed.

I continued to enjoy her hotter, wetter pussy through her orgasm and as she recovered then she moved forward so that my cock slipped out of her. She straightened up and turned toward me, kissing me passionately as she gripped my cock and gently pumped it. My hands went back to fondling her boobs until she had me lie on my back and positioned herself between my legs. Holding the base of my cock, she wrapped her lips around it and engulfed it in her mouth as I moaned. I was able to prop my head up on a pillow so that I could watch as her mouth moved up and down my stiff cock. This was the first time she'd sucked my cock but it clearly was not the first time she'd had a cock in her mouth. Her cocksucking was very skillful so I knew that I was not going to last very long and I was perfectly fine with that.

I did my best to just relax and enjoy the building pleasure that I was feeling while she did a commendable job of drawing out that pleasure, allowing me to last much longer than I would have expected. It never felt like she was denying me the relief of an orgasm so I'd have been content to keep going for much longer. Eventually, though, despite her skill for drawing out the pleasure, my cock was becoming thicker as my orgasm was approaching. This must have been clear to her, as well, because I could tell that she changed her technique from drawing it out to getting me the rest of the way there. I was moaning louder and longer the closer I was getting to cumming and was eager to blast my load into her talented mouth. Finally, I started spewing while she just continued to skillfully suck me off as she swallowed my load. Once she'd nursed every drop of cum from me, she released my softening cock from her mouth and crawled up the bed to lie beside me.

"That surpassed every fantasy I've ever had about you," I said as we were recovering, "In fact, all of this has surpassed every fantasy."

"You've had fantasies about me?" she asked.

"Yeah, of course," I replied, "but I never wanted to risk our friendship for sex in case it didn't go so great. Maybe at one time it might not have but this time it was beyond great."

"I agree," she said, "I don't regret that we never did it before but I'm glad we finally did do it."

We lay around for a little while but I still wanted to get a shower before I had to hit the road and there was definitely still time for more orgasms. I had only used the downstairs bathroom since I'd been there and on previous visits so I had no idea what her shower situation was and figured I needed to ask.

"I'd love to take a shower before I need to get going," I said, "Can your shower accommodate more than one person?"

"The main bathroom off the hallway is just a standard tub and shower so it'd be a bit snug," she replied, "but come check out my bathroom."

We got up and headed naked to her bedroom and into the master bath which had a good-sized shower but no tub. After making sure there were a couple of towels nearby, she stepped into the enclosure and turned on the water with me right behind, closing the door. Once she had the temperature adjusted, she turned to face me and leaned back into the spray, wetting down her short, purple hair. This gave me an opportunity to just stare at her naked body, including her multiple tattoos, and feel the blood already trying to return to my spent cock. Once she'd wet herself down, she indicated for me to do the same as she grabbed a bottle of body wash. With both of us thoroughly wet, she squeezed out a bit for each of us and we began to lather each other up. Of course I spent a significant amount of time on her luscious titties but gradually washed all of her upper body before hunkering down in front of her. I washed her feet then worked my way up her legs. As I reached around to lather up her ass, my face was right at pussy level so I couldn't resist starting to lick her. She immediately moaned and grabbed my head, pushing her pussy toward my face, so I guess she was pretty worked up again. Rather than continuing to slurp at her slit, I focused on licking and sucking her clit, which just made her moan even louder.

Since my hands were totally soapy, I didn't want to slip my fingers up into her and I didn't want to pause to rinse them off, so I continued to soap up her ass, gradually running my soapy fingers between her cheeks and over her asshole. She seemed to shiver a little each time my fingertip encountered her asshole so, naturally, since there was plenty of slippery soap suds, I went ahead and eased my finger into her ass while still licking and sucking her clit. The sound that she let out as she started immediately shaking made it clear that this was intensely pleasurable for her and her orgasm seemed to go on while I slowly slid my finger in and out. I fully intended to continue eating her pussy and fingering her ass but, once that initial orgasm finally tapered off, she had me stand up, my finger slipping out of her ass.

"That felt so incredible," she said, reaching down to find my cock nearly fully rigid again, "I want to see how it will feel when you stick this in my ass."

My cock grew even stiffer at that suggestion as well as due to her stroking it. It didn't take long before I was fully rigid but we killed the time slipping our tongues into each other's mouths. Once I was ready to go, though, she turned toward the wall and leaned forward while I ran my soapy cock between her ass cheeks a couple of times before lining up with her asshole. It took minimal effort due to all of the suds before I was sliding in and she was immediately cumming again. I continued to slowly fuck her through that first orgasm and, once she finished cumming, she started to push back, setting the pace herself. I reached up with my soapy hands and lathered up her big tits while my cock slid in and out of her ass. It felt incredible and, between making out with her and soaping up her body, I was pretty pent up. Even given that, however, she had another long and apparently intensely pleasurable orgasm before I was quite ready to cum. Once she came down from that one, though, instead of going back to the pace we'd been at, she moved forward so that my cock slipped out of her.

"Sorry," she said as she turned to face me, "but another orgasm like those two and my head may have exploded."

She grabbed the body wash again and drizzled some between her tits then brought them down to the level of my cock. She squeezed them together around it so I started to fuck those soft, smooth beauties while gazing down at them. As good as it had felt to fuck her snug, soapy asshole, fucking her tits was definitely also a treat. She'd look up at me occasionally, with a big smile on her face, but mostly she was watching as my cockhead appeared repeatedly from her cleavage. I was doing likewise as my orgasm was quickly building again but I had no interest in holding back to enjoy fucking her tits for longer; I was ready to cum. I wasn't fucking them hard and fast, though, as I figured that might be uncomfortable for her, so I was savoring as much as I could. Between the soft, smooth flesh and the soapy lubricant, even maintaining a slow, steady pace I could only last for so long. She definitely wasn't expecting it when I suddenly started to spew because I hit her right in the face. She initially flinched but quickly opened her mouth to see if she could catch any subsequent spurts.

I continued to fuck her tits until I was completely spent and starting to soften, then slipped my cock from her cleavage and helped her to stand. She gathered my ropes of cum as best she could on her finger and fed them into her mouth. Since we'd been in there for a while by that point and I still wasn't completely clean, she finished soaping me up and we washed each other's hair and faces then took turns rinsing off. After turning the water off, she reached out for the towels then we dried ourselves and each other before stepping out.

"I wish I'd brought my phone upstairs," I said as I was admiring her naked body, "so I could take some photos of you like this for future reference."

"After all of those orgasms you've provided over the last few hours," she replied, "I will take all the photos you could ever want and send them to you until we can see each other in person again."

"I will take that," I said, "and respond with photos showing the effects of your photos, if you are interested."

"I would love that," she replied, "and will respond in kind."

She finally sent me downstairs so that we could both get dressed, since my bag was still down there. When I did grab my phone, I saw that I'd received a text from Roni and was pleased to discover she'd sent photos, too. I could feel the blood already returning to my cock as I reviewed them and my memory was refreshed about our experience the previous night. I quickly went into the small bathroom and, using the mirror, snapped a few photos of my already stiffening cock to send to her then pulled on my briefs and a pair of jeans to keep it from continuing to grow since I didn't expect to have a chance to use it again. I finished getting dressed and getting done then packed up all of my stuff and set my bag by the front door. When Debbie came downstairs, she was wearing a dress that I'd seen before in photos on her social media and that I loved.

"I love that dress on you," I said, "You look great."

"You may have mentioned that before when I've posted photos," she replied, "and I may have put in on because of that."

"Well take some photos of yourself wearing it just for me," I requested, "and maybe some of you taking it off later."

"I promise I will," she replied, "I'm so happy about how things went today and I think we should figure out when we can do it again."

"I agree," I said, "but we don't need to wait until the next time I come to town. We can meet up somewhere in between or you could even come visit me."

"That would be great," she replied, "After what we just accomplished in a few hours, we could really do a lot with a few days."

We moved toward each other and hugged and, feeling her body against mine and her boobs squishing between us, I felt a surge of blood to my cock. I slipped my hands down to her ass and pulled her against it. Between feeling her ass again and pulling her against my stiffening cock, it just stiffened even more. I could tell she felt it because she moved against it.

"Can I interest you in one last quick fuck before you leave?" she asked hopefully so I nodded enthusiastically.

"Absolutely," I replied, "even completely dressed you've got me so turned on."

"Good because, with being so horny recently," she said, "I'd come up with this fantasy and right now is the perfect opportunity give it a try."

She stepped away from me and walked over toward her couch but, rather than going around to the front where we'd fucked earlier, she just leaned over the low back with her ass aimed at me. I was quickly behind her and caressing her ass before pulling her dress up and exposing it. She was wearing panties under it so I hunkered down behind her and slid them down, exposing her sweet ass. When she stepped out of them, she separated her feet far enough that I was gazing at her pussy. I set her panties aside and began lapping at her pussy, slurping up the copious nectar that she was producing and making her moan. I'm sure she'd been inviting me to fuck her from behind while she was bent over the couch but I couldn't resist eating her pussy, especially if I didn't know when I'd get to do it again.

My cock was rigid and I was definitely looking forward to slipping it into her again but, if I could have, I wouldn't have minded spending an hour or more devouring her hot, wet pussy again. She adjusted her position just slightly to make sure I had adequate access so it seemed as though she was into it, as well, though her moaning also made that clear. I wasn't going to try to draw out the pleasure this time despite how much I know I would have enjoyed eating her for longer and how much she'd likely have enjoyed it, too. I'm sure we could have kept finding reasons to continue pleasuring each other long beyond the window necessary for my departure but it made more sense to assure the time we had left was memorable enough that we'd want to figure out how to get together again as soon as possible.