An incident at the dacha with my aunt

It was a hot July summer. My parents sent me to the countryside so I wouldn't sit at the computer; I was already 18 at the time. Of course, it was the simplest solution. And they themselves went off somewhere on their own business.

At the dacha that day, there was no one except my mother's sister. She, as was her habit, often spent summer days there. Well, nothing to be done—I'll try to find something to do so I don't die of boredom.

I woke up late. The scorching sun was shining right through the window, not letting me lounge in bed. Going outside our dacha—already quite dilapidated, it was built by my grandfather—I saw my aunt sunbathing as she lay across the small lawn in front of the house. She usually spent her days like this, resting from the city bustle. "Oh, you're awake? Are you hungry? There's a small breakfast in the kitchen," she said. "Thank you," I replied. In the morning, I hardly felt like eating, so I decided to wait and sat on the lounger next to her. "Have you been here long?" I asked. "I just woke up too," she answered lazily. — Join me if you want. The sun was already shining too brightly, and we moved to the shade of a nearby tree. She was wearing a light pink silk dress with a slit at hip level. Apparently, due to my parents' absence, she didn't pay much mind to it. The weather was perfect for relaxing and not thinking about anything. I enjoyed the view before me: the pond, the tree's shade, and her tanned body. Her beauty couldn't help but attract attention, especially when no one could notice my curiosity. Her legs were toned, but it would be hard to call them slender. A small belly and medium-sized breasts, white short hair, and very sensual full lips. She was lying on a folding chair, bending one leg, so I managed to notice her green panties, which were pressed by the inside of her thigh. You probably know what panties look like when a woman lies on her back—it was delightful. My brain was thinking about how to peek further, and I gave myself away with a creak from my lounger. My aunt half-opened her eyes in response to the sound; she must have noticed what I was doing but didn't let on. She only turned slightly to get more comfortable, giving me the opportunity to admire her curves. Her breasts now hung slightly, and her nipples were almost visible. My whole body was covered in goosebumps. And my cock could no longer be contained and was greedily twitching.

Some time later, she said her sunscreen had worn off and asked in her usual tone of voice if I could rub some on her back. I was beside myself that fate had given me such a chance. "Okay," I tried to say as casually as possible. I had done this service for her before, but never alone with this gorgeous woman. She took off her dress, turned onto her stomach, giving me another chance to admire her curves. And I slowly began to apply cream to her back. At first, I touched cautiously, but gradually increased the pressure of my movements. I acted slowly, trying to savor the moment. When would such a chance come again? With circular motions, I applied cream to the upper part of her back and began moving lower, accidentally brushing against the strings of her bra—they gave way slightly, and I pretended nothing had happened. She didn't say anything either, perhaps just didn't notice, relaxed by the touch. I went lower and lower, already lightly touching her panties. Gathering a bit of courage, I began to slightly move the panties aside with my hands, further and further with each touch. I was very worried about when she would say it was enough, but nothing happened. I had already reached her hips and was applying cream to her calves with broad strokes; the temptation was stronger than me, and with one hand, I lightly brushed the inner surface of her thigh. Something animal awoke in me. My movements became bolder and were now fully sliding over her panties. I felt my aunt begin to slightly sway her ample butt in rhythm with my movements; it couldn't be my imagination. This was happening here and now. There was no doubt this was my chance. I slowly pulled down the panties, slightly pinched under her body. My aunt let out a slightly drawn-out moan. My hands passed over her hips one last time and stopped at the warm and already moist flower. My heart was pounding wildly. I slowly began to move my fingers up and down over her clitoris; the juices from her labia coated my fingers, making the movements freer. My aunt lifted herself in rhythm with my movements and moaned. It was so pleasant to maintain the illusion that we both still didn't notice what was happening. It was the most beautiful moment of my life. My fingers went a little deeper, entering and exiting her wet womb. "Harder," she whispered, slightly guiding my hand, increasing the pressure. "Now enter with two fingers," which I obediently did. Her body was no longer shy, and the trembling intensified until it overwhelmed her entire body. She leaned her hands on the edges of the chair, her legs convulsed and went limp.

"Enough, my boy," she said, catching her breath. Then she slowly turned over. I was ready to burn with desire and shame. "What now? Is that all?" raced through my mind. Then she pulled me slightly toward her and kissed me passionately on the lips. "Your parents won't be back for a while; do you think I didn't see how you were looking at me?" she added, pausing for a second. Her hand slid and ended up on my cock; she took off my pants and brought her lips close to it. "How delicious and big, and you haven't wasted any time," she said and ran her tongue over the head of my already ready-to-explode erection. Massaging my balls with her other hand, she then took my swollen cock into her mouth. She acted confidently, giving me unforgettable sensations. Reflexively grabbing her head, I pushed her deeper, trying to remember this day forever. Sounds came from her when her head swallowed my cock too deeply; she released it for a second and caught her breath. "I can't take it anymore," burst out of me; I felt I could no longer control the tension. "Wait," she said, "I want you to remember this feeling for a long time." Kissing my cock, she turned and directed it into her ass. Standing with one foot on the grass, she leaned onto it and began to press until the head fully penetrated her warm hole. These were sensations that could never be forgotten. Our movements sped up, and the moans grew louder. I wrapped my hands around her ample hips and went deeper and deeper inside her, again and again, until I finally felt a wave of bliss pass through my entire body. "Yes, cum in me, please now," she blurted out. I pushed her forcefully against the back of the chair, trying to prolong the feeling of pleasure even more. Greedily inhaling the scent of her hair, I pressed against her hot body. Coming to my senses, I noticed how tightly I had gripped her thighs and back; thinking, I pulled away and watched the sight spellbound. Streams of my semen dripped slowly from her full labia, coating the entrance to her womb. My aunt stood motionless, holding her breath, closing her eyes, inhaling the scent of the sultry summer, clearly trying to remember this moment. My semen was inside this woman. Seed filled her wet holes. The holes of a woman who could have been my mother. I, and only I, managed to possess her; no matter how many other men tried, she gave herself to me. I ran my hand over her leg, unable to believe what had just happened. She sat on the edge of the chair; the viscous streams dripping from her pussy stuck to the warm texture of the wood and stretched as she got comfortable. "Come here," she commanded, "we can't leave it like this; what if your parents notice." Saying this, she took my limp cock into her mouth and sucked out the remaining semen. "That's better," she said with a smile. "Get on your knees and now you help your aunt…