My uncles wife. SeXStoRY

When I was 16 my parents were going through a divorce and I was packed off to my Aunty Lucy and Uncle Joe's house in the deepest darkest depths of Cornwall whilst everything was sorted out. My Aunty Lucy was 35 prim and proper and very straight laced, as was my Uncle Joe who was the local vicar. Every Sunday we had to go to church dressed in our Sunday best and then me and Aunty Lucy would drive home where she would prepare the Sunday diner, and we would both wait until evening for Uncle Joe to finish his village rounds. This was the routine for a couple of months and I was beginning to feel a little frisky having not had any action apart from hurried wanks which were becoming a little boring. This boredom led me to try other ways to stimulate myself, and one day Aunty Lucy left me alone in the house while she went to the local shop. I waited for a while to ensure the coast was clear, then I made my way into my aunty and uncle's bedroom, making a beeline to try and find my Aunt's underwear drawer. I tried the drawers until I came to what I was looking for, my aunties underwear, although not the sort that would make you hard at first glance I took the sexiest pair of panties she owned. They were black with a silky bow on and I unzipped my jeans and wrapped them around my cock, whilst starting to wank myself into them. I started to fantasise about my Aunt stroking my cock, closing my eyes to help me visualise the mental image I had. As I was pleasuring myself I opened my eyes for a split second, and to my horror I saw my aunty in the doorway. She asked me what I thought I was doing and how it was against all the principles of the house that I was self gratifying myself, let alone it being in her bedroom and with a pair of her panties. I quickly dressed myself and scurried into my room, Aunty Lucy said nothing else to me, so in my mind I thought she would tell my uncle and I would be in for a right bollocking when he got home. But this was not the case, my uncle returned home and mentioned nothing at the table as we sat down for dinner. The next day my uncle again went out, this time to a parish meeting. I was watching TV, when my aunty came and sat in the living room with me, and asked me if I thought what I had done yesterday was wrong. I muttered an embarrassed reply that I supposed so but felt a little restrained without any proper friends, she asked if I was refering to girls and I told her I was. She then held my hand and told me that she had been a little harsh with me the other day and that she thought it was natural for a young man my age to have these urges, admitting she too had urges. Then she told me how she had one of these urges the other day whilst watching me wank into her panties, and how she became angry because she couldn't act on it with me being her nephew. Then she asked if I though she was attractive, I looked at her, she had undone her hair from the usual bun she wore it in, and its blonde waves flowed across her shoulders. Her face seemed somehow different, a little make up and for the first time I looked her square in the eyes, blue and piercing. She was still holding my hand as I told her she looked gorgeous today, this made her face light up and I felt her hand guide mine to her knee. I quivered, not knowing what to do, but Aunty Lucy reassured me it everything was fine as she pushed my hand under her floral dress. Further and further up her leg it travelled, as it did she opened her legs and let out a small groan, gripping it tighter. My fingers met with her panties, Aunty Lucy told me they were the ones I was wanking into yesterday which made me fully hard, and I started to finger her through them. Slowly stroking and circling, alternating the pressure at which my fingers teased, feeling her hot juices start to flow as her hand joined mine in pleasuring her. As she fingered her pussy lips I started to play with her clit, rubbing and gently rolling between my fingers, Aunty Lucy commented that I had done this before and asked if i'd ever licked a women out. I told her I hadn't and she pointed with her free hand towards her pussy, smiling as she did. I got between her legs and teased down the sopping black panties, (which she said I could keep as a present), and nervously started to flick her pussy lips with the tip of my tongue. She tasted sweet and musky if that makes sense, and with both her hands grabbed the back of my head and pulled my further towards her. She started to fuck my tongue, which I bobbed in and out, the randomness of it hitting and missing her pussy seemed to drive her wild as she started to pull at my hair and moan. The noise my tongue was making when combined with her juices was a clear indicator to me it was going well, and my hands made their way inside my aunties dress and bra to her errect nipples. I teased each one in turn as I carried on licking her, pinching with some f***e at times as my aunty raised her hips to try and get more of my tongue inside her. She then turned on her front and presented her soaking wet pussy to me, reaching for my hard cock, and letting it's full length slide inside her. I held her arse and hips as I started to pump her, setting off quickly, but soon being told to take things steady and enjoy the moment. We settled into a slow fuck, my foreskin being stretched at the full point of entry, my cock straining at its leash to go deeper. My aunty occasionally circled her hips and clenched so I could feel that she was tight, encouraging me to cum now, telling me she had needed this for ages. Her pace quickened as she backed and rocked onto my cock, her one hand cupping my balls, stroking and coaxing them to produce the cum she so badly needed. I started to feel a little dizzy as my legs buckled a little and my body started to shake, I shouted out that I was cumming and my aunty held her position with my cock deep inside her, pumping hot spunk in her, my balls tingling, my body breathless. I regained my composure and sat down, my aunty straddling me as I started to finger her again, rubbing in my spunk and her juices into her lips. She opened her dress and undid her bra, letting her ample breasts fall out and smothering me face with them. Licking her tits as I fingered her, she started asking me questions, what was my favourite position, had I ever watched porn with a girl, did she wank me as I did. With every question she became more excited, until she came when asking me the last one, which was would I wear her panties to church on Sunday.