Younger Aunt, Is This Really Okay for Us? (1)
It was the season when a fairly chilly wind blew morning and evening.
I'd been busy all morning with the household chores I'd put off for so long, yet my heart felt light with anticipation for the afternoon appointment.
Today I had a date planned with Younger Aunt.
For several days now she had called again and again, asking if we couldn't go see the new movie that had just come out.
The theater was probably just an excuse.
I ate lunch and took a shower. Once I was ready, I headed into the city.
The city was bustling with people. Even on a weekday, plenty of couples were out enjoying dates.
I parked in a nearby lot and arrived at the meeting spot in front of the building. Checking my watch, I still had about ten minutes to spare.
I pulled out my smartphone, opened the theater app, and scrolled through the titles, wondering exactly which movie she wanted to see.
Just as my finger was swiping through the pages, a voice called me from a distance.
“Minwoo.”
Younger Aunt walked toward me. She wore the trendy semi-flare jeans that hugged her hips and thighs tightly, paired with a white blouse that flashed a glimpse of her navel with every step.
The moment I saw her approaching with that bright smile, my heart began to pound wildly.
I didn't know what to call her here. Afraid other people might stare if I said “Younger Aunt,” I simply raised a hand and waved.
As she drew closer, her beauty stole my breath. Dressed up like this, her skin and style were so good she could easily pass for early thirties—no, even late twenties.
“Minwoo, you're early.”
“Yes. You got here early too, Younger Aunt. Just thinking about dating you today makes me so happy. Haha.”
“Me too.”
At my smooth words she tilted her head slightly, looking a little shy.
“Shall we take the car and go somewhere else, then?”
“Yeah.”
We had already agreed beforehand that we would drive from here to another area for our date, just in case we ran into anyone we knew.
As we walked to the parking lot, Younger Aunt stayed a half-step behind me. I opened the passenger door for her, then climbed into the driver's seat.
Once inside the car, the fresh scent of her perfume—something I hadn't noticed outside—teased my nose. The way her jeans hugged her as she sat in the passenger seat looked so sexy that my lower body twitched.
“Younger Aunt.”
“Hmm?”
I pulled her arm toward me and kissed her. She parted her lips naturally, welcoming my tongue.
Chuuup. Chup.
We rubbed our tongues together for a long time, exchanging saliva.
“Younger Aunt, I missed you.”
“Me too...”
We kissed again. Her saliva was sweet, her tongue soft. I wanted nothing more than to have her right there, but today was for a leisurely date, so for now I contented myself with the kiss.
After a short kiss I started the engine. We drove for about an hour until we reached a completely different part of town.
“What movie are we watching today?”
“There's one. A fun one. Hehe.”
We found the premium theater nearby that she had already picked out—a place that had become famous on social media for letting couples enjoy movies in private.
After parking we went inside and bought tickets at the counter. Younger Aunt paid for them herself.
“Minwoo. Here.”
She held out the ticket so I could see the title printed on it.
The title was Please Let Us Have an Affair.
A movie that seemed to speak directly of Younger Aunt and me.
“Oh. Looks fun?”
“It's new, and I heard it's really good.”
I bought popcorn, drinks, and a few simple snacks, then we entered the theater. Just as I'd seen online, each couple's seats were screened off with private partitions, and the spacing front to back was generous. It really looked as if an affair couple could do anything without the next seats knowing.
Despite the rumors that the movie was popular, only a few couples sat scattered here and there. We found our seats and settled in. We set the snacks on the little table in front and sat pressed tightly together, arms linked. The chairs weren't individual; they formed a long sofa-like bench so our bodies could stay flush against each other.
The movie hadn't even started, yet soft female moans already drifted from a corner seat.
The lights dimmed and the screen flickered to life. From the very first scene a man and woman were having sex in explicit detail.
“This is the fun one, right?”
I whispered low against Younger Aunt's ear.
“Yeah. It's the biggest hit among people our age.”
Something that would be popular with married women Younger Aunt's age—starting with a title like Please Let Us Have an Affair. That was all I needed to understand.
The plot was simple: a young man and an older married woman meet, fall in love, and have sex. Eighty percent of the runtime was sex scenes. That was probably why it was popular...
Younger Aunt sat snug against me; her scent was wonderful. The perfume that was neither too strong nor too faint, mixed with the clean fabric smell of her clothes, had always felt good to me.
“Younger Aunt, do you know you smell good?”
“Smell?”
“Yes. Your skin and your perfume.”
I turned and pressed my nose to the white nape of her neck, breathing her in.
Sssip.
Her body flinched as I inhaled. While I smelled her I kissed the soft skin there.
“Mmm...”
She let out a pleased little sigh. My hand slipped under her blouse and into her bra. Warm breast filled my palm completely; it was so large the soft flesh spilled over the edges of my hand.
“Haah.”
Younger Aunt twisted and squirmed, pressing herself even closer against me.
“Minwoo's hand is so warm... it feels good.”
I massaged both breasts in turn, occasionally pinching and twisting her nipples. Younger Aunt unzipped my pants and drew out my cock. It had been twitching inside my clothes ever since I first saw her.
Tzzzt.
Precum coated her fingers, making lewd wet sounds every time she twisted her hand.
“Younger Aunt. Will you suck it for me?”
I whispered against her ear. At my words she bent at the waist and took my cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue and saliva wrapped around me.
Chojop. Chop. Chobup.
Younger Aunt's fellatio skill, just as I'd felt last time, sent waves of pleasure through me. From shaft to glans she worked me with practiced ease. On the screen a woman was sucking a man at the same moment. The film was mosaicked, but all I had to do was look down to see the real thing live.
“Haaah.”
A moan slipped out of me before I could stop it. There was no need to be careful—low moans from men and women already drifted from every corner of the theater.
Younger Aunt kept sucking, swallowing the precum that pooled in her mouth each time, never breaking the rhythm.
Chubup, chubeup.
Her tongue play soon had my cock throbbing on the edge of release.
“Younger Aunt, I think I'm gonna cum.”
She stopped, pulled my cock free with a long, wet suck—
Choooop.
—then slipped off her jeans and panties and climbed onto my lap. She gripped my cock skillfully, set it against her entrance, and sank down with her full weight. My cock slid easily into her pussy, already slick and overflowing with thick juices.
Tzeeeuk.
“Hieung.”
With that low moan she seized my neck and began riding me herself.
Tzeuk. Tzeuk.
I cupped both her ass cheeks, matching her rhythm, and kicked my pants the rest of the way off my legs. The wet sounds of our joining were swallowed by the movie and never carried far.
“Younger Aunt—your breasts.”
She immediately unbuttoned her blouse, flipped it open, and shoved her bra up. Her large, firm breasts swayed right in front of my face with every movement.
Chojop. Chop.
I took a nipple into my mouth and sucked. She must have showered not long ago; the clean scent of body wash rose pleasantly around us.
The theater had become a group sex room. In every private booth couples were fucking. Up front a woman's head rose and fell; they were clearly in the same position we were. Sex sounds from the film filled the air until it was impossible to tell what came from the screen and what came from the seats.
“Younger Aunt... it feels so good. Haaah.”
“I feel good too, Minwoo. Haang.”
Younger Aunt stripped off blouse and bra completely. Being able to fuck naked like this inside a movie theater felt like paradise.
“Haaang. Haaat.”
Her body slammed down harder onto my hips. The tip of my cock pressed against the tight entrance of her womb and slowly forced its way in. A fierce squeeze gripped the head. She kept my cock buried deep and rolled her hips front to back, chasing more pleasure.
“Haaang. Minwoo's cock is all the way inside Younger Aunt's womb.”
Double pressure—shaft and glans—sent pleasure through me that words couldn't describe.
Tzeogeok. Tzeuk. Tzeuk.
Her coarse pubic hair scraped my pelvis while love juices poured out of her in a frenzy. Her naked body, nipples still in my mouth, grew hotter by the second; her hips jerked on their own.
“Haaang. Haaat. Minwoo, it feels so good. Your cock tastes so good. Kkahk.”
Her moans rose loud enough to cut through the movie. To her this place was simply a space for fucking me; no one else mattered. She ground harder, desperate to take me deeper, and clear fluid gushed from her pussy in a sudden squirt. She rubbed herself against me even more fiercely and cried out without restraint.
I couldn't hold back any longer. My mind went white; electricity raced from my spine straight to my cock, and semen erupted from the tip.
Byurrurut. Ppyujujuk.
The thick ropes fired deep into her womb, heating both of us.
“Haaang. Haaat.”
Younger Aunt trembled for a long time in the aftershocks. Still gasping for breath, she locked her arms tightly around my neck.
“Haak. Haak. Minwoo.”
“Huk. Huk. Yes, Younger Aunt.”
“I love you.”
Naked, still filled with her nephew's cock, she confessed her love out loud.
“Younger Aunt... is this really okay for us?”
“I like it.”
We stayed like that for a long while, simply holding each other.
Suddenly the memory of sex with Younger Aunt's daughter flashed through my mind. I had fucked both mother and daughter.
The seat beneath us was soaked with her squirt and my cum. Now I understood the fishy smell that had hung in the theater when we first walked in.
Younger Aunt pulled a large pack of wet wipes from her bag. She took a thick handful and carefully cleaned every part of me, then another handful for herself. Before we dressed we shared one more deep, lingering kiss.
Time had flown; the movie was already past its midpoint. I couldn't remember a single plot point, only that there had been a great many sex scenes.
“Younger Aunt, shall we go?”
“Shall we?”
Not wanting the awkwardness of running into other people, we slipped out before the credits. After all, we had already gotten what we came for.