Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

She was still in her bathrobe, mopping the floor, with tears streaming down her face, when Frank got there. He took her in his arms, rubbing her back and consoling her, literally letting her cry on his shoulder. Of course, while she’s sobbing into his shirt, Frank couldn’t help but notice that the thin bathrobe was all his sister-in-law was wearing, having taken off her nightgown to put it in the wash. His cock responded to her nearly naked body and with a cock as big as his, there was no way she could miss it. She held him tighter and started gradually moving her body against his, rubbing up and down against his cock. Before long, Frank picked her up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom.

“I know what you need, Sal.” Frank said, stripping off his clothes. When he released his mammoth cock, it sprang out, long and hard, pointing right at his sister-in-law. “I’m going to show you how fucking desirable you are and what an idiot that husband of yours was to ignore you.” He crawled up on the bed, pulled her bathrobe apart and nuzzled his face into her anxious pussy. He ate her through two loud, moaning, orgasms, before trying to penetrate her with his massive bulk. Frank realized that his cock was larger than most and had learned a long time ago how to get a woman ready for him.

“Ohmygod! Frank!” Sally called out, when he entered her. “I’ve never been so full!” She had two more orgasms while he fucked her, taking his time, focused on pleasing her. Then she rolled him over and sucked his large cock into her mouth, tasting her own juices on his spent cock. She remembers how stretched out her mouth was around his thick rod, when it was fully erect. She was wondering how much cum he would shoot into her mouth, when he pushed her head away, rolled her over and fucked her again. This time he wasn’t gentle; he hammered her pussy with his giant cock until she had the most explosive orgasm of her life. He kissed her and left her recuperating on her bed, while he fixed the washing machine. When he left, he told her how beautiful she was, how much he had loved her body and to call him anytime she needed anything fixed. She was certain she would and then the next day he fell off that fucking scaffold and broke his ankles. They just never got together again, after his convalescence.

*****

“WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DRINK?” Chris yells over the music.

“A WHITE RUSSIAN,” she yells back as they make their way to the bar.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“I’M BUYING!” she yells as she pulls out a credit card. Their bodies are pressed together as they work their way to the bar and then back to their seats. Chris keeps his hand possessively on Sally’s hip as they move through the crowd. She likes the way it feels. It’s been a while since any man has touched her protectively like this.

“LET’S DANCE,” she yells in his ear as they set their drinks on a small round table for two.

“OKAY,” Chris yells back. It’s a medium tempo song, but when they get to the dance floor, Aunt Sally ignores the temp and turns around, wrapping her arms around him, molding her sexy body to his. They sway back and forth on the dance floor, Sally subtly, but unmistakably, grinding her pussy mound against his crotch. Chris’ cock responds instantly, stiffening inside his jeans and pressing back against her. Gradually, he let’s his hands slide down her back, a few inches at a time, until his palms are cupping her ass cheeks. She hugs him tighter, planting her tits firmly against his chest and wiggles her ass against his hands. He grips her ass cheeks and pulls her pussy tightly against his hard cock, with a very unsubtle grinding motion.

“YOU’RE A GOOD DANCER!” Aunt Sally yells into his ear and then moves her mouth down from his ear, nibbling on his neck. Oh fuck! Chris’ cock is rock hard. They’re practically dry humping on the dance floor and he’s afraid he’s going to lose it, right here in his pants.

“LET’S TAKE A BREAK,” he yells in her ear as he unwraps his arms from around her. She does the same and when she backs up, her dress is askew and her left tit is almost completely exposed. Chris sucks in his breath as he stares at her large, dark areola with its thick, erect nipple perched on the tip of her mouthwatering breast. Sally sees his expression and looks down at herself. Looking back up at him, she makes no move to cover herself. Instead she shifts her gaze from his face to his cock and back, before slowly and deliberately, pulling her dress completely away from her tit giving him an even better view of her nipple and areola. Pulling her dress back into position, she smoothes it over her tit, running her hand over her aroused nipple as she stares into his eyes. Smiling, she takes his hand and leads him off the dance floor.

They almost guzzle their drinks and Chris suggests they call it a night. She leads the way off the dance floor, keeping her ass tightly against his crotch as they weave their way through the crowd of bodies to the door.

“That was fun,” she says, settling into her seat and turning to him. “Thank you for taking an old lady dancing while you’re still single,” she says, reminding him that he only has a couple more days to enjoy his freedom. “I haven’t done that in years!” Then adds, under her breath. “One of several things I haven’t done in years.”

“No! Thank you, Aunt Sally,” Chris stammers. “I… uh… I… don’t really know what to say, except thank you.” Chris is driving cautiously and his eyes keep straying to Sally’s cleavage and her hard nipples poking out the front of her dress like bullets.

“Well you can start by dropping the Aunt part,” Sally says. “I think we’ve progressed to just Sally, haven’t we?” she says teasingly. “Unless the idea of me being your Aunt is part of the equation,” she adds, placing her hand on his thigh, much the same way Sylvia had done earlier.

“No,” Chris says, catching his breath. “Sally, it is.”

“Good,” she says, rubbing her hand up and down his thigh. “You know, Chris, I try to be a good aunt. I don’t have any kids of my own, so I focus all of my attention on my niece and nephew. Whatever problems they have, I try to be there for them.”