Aunt Baek Serin 1
After a smooth agreement with my aunt, we decided on hamburgers for an early dinner. After devouring the burgers, fries, and even Zero Colas, we packed a few more for later and got into the car.
The inside of the car was quiet, save for the hum of the exhaust, the purr of the engine, and the distant city noise filtering in from outside.
We both kept our mouths shut, far too busy fondling each other's genitals.
Aunt Serin gripped the steering wheel with her left hand while her right hand stroked my cock. Whenever the car stopped at a red light, she would immediately duck her head to suck it, even if it was only for a few seconds.
“Slurp... schloop, slurp...♥”
“Haa... ugh! Right there, rub it more with your tongue.”
“Liiick... Here?♥”
“It feels so go—ah, the light changed.”
Vroom! Aunt Serin snapped her head back up in an instant and resumed driving.
Wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth with her right hand, she immediately went back to stroking my cock with those same fingers.
I was just as busy. I made sure not to interfere with her driving, but I fondled her pussy enough to push her lust right to the absolute brink.
*Squish, squelch...*♥
Pushing aside her panties, which had been soaked through long ago, I gently stroked the center of her swollen folds.
Whenever she caught another red light and ducked down to suck my cock, I slipped my fingers into her pussy, pumping them rapidly while making sure not to damage her hymen.
*Squish, squelch, squish, squelch...*♥
*Slurp, schloop, slurp, schloop...*♥
“Mnhh...♥!”
Only after repeating this cycle over a dozen times did we finally arrive at our destination.
To my surprise, our destination wasn't a hotel, but a motel.
It wasn't a cheap, run-down motel, but I still didn't understand why she had chosen this place of all venues.
My aunt answered my unspoken question.
“I've never actually been to a motel before. You haven't either, right?”
“Yeah, this is my first time too.”
“Then it's a first for both of us.”
She offered a soft smile. It was obvious she was trying her hardest to find things we had in common.
Since it was a relatively modern motel, the interior was clean, and the self-service kiosk check-in was a nice touch. I had no complaints.
After fumbling around the kiosk for a moment, we successfully booked a room and walked in, maintaining a somewhat tense, quiet atmosphere—at least on the surface.
*Creeeak, thud!* The door shut with a heavy, unrefined sound.
It was our monumental first time entering a motel room together, but we didn't have the luxury of admiring the decor.
“*Mwah... slurp...*”
“Mnh... *chu...*♥!”
Our first proper kiss began without any romantic buildup, serving purely as an outlet to unleash the lust we had bottled up for so long.
But in a way, that raw desperation acted as a far better aphrodisiac than any sweet, manufactured mood ever could.
*Smooch, slurp...*♥
My cock had experienced her tongue and lips first, but tasting them with my actual mouth proved that the sensation wasn't an illusion. They were incredibly soft and plump.
They were lips that begged to be bitten, sucked, and devoured.
We stripped each other's clothes off mid-kiss.
As I slid the coat off her shoulders, she peeled off my padded jacket.
Next came her dress and my sweatshirt, but removing them would inevitably force us to break the kiss.
And neither of us wanted that.
As if reading my mind, instead of reaching for my shirt, Aunt Serin went straight for my pants.
I didn't bother taking off her dress either; instead, I bunched up the hem, pulling it up to expose her gorgeous ass and pussy.
Just like that, we achieved the ultimate, high-efficiency setup for sex.
The sunlight filtering through the window indicated that it wasn't even sunset yet. But a man and a woman on fire care nothing for the time of day.
“*Mwah... lick, lick...* I love kissing you... Make it deeper... *mwah...* do it harder...♥”
My cock proudly revealed its grand stature to the world, but Aunt Serin remained focused on her new toy—my mouth—rather than the shaft she had been tasting all day.
I obliged her, swallowing her lips and sucking them greedily. The sheer vacuum pulled her tongue deep into my mouth, where it danced helplessly against mine.
Meanwhile, my neglected cock rubbed insistently against the thighs of the very woman ignoring it.
*Rub, slide!*
Grabbing her by the hips, I lifted her slightly and sat her right on top of my shaft, grinding my hips as if we were already thrusting inside.
*Squirt, squirt...*♥
It felt as though her pussy was weeping tears of arousal, apologizing for making my cock wait.
A sweet, subtle fragrance diffused through the room like a high-end aroma oil.
The combination of her tight, soaking-wet pussy and her soft, fleshy thighs was absolute heaven.
It was a match made in heaven.
Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Aunt Serin finally broke the kiss and surrendered.
“Haaah...! Do you like... *ngh*... rubbing your cock against your girlfriend's thighs...♥?”
“It's the best.”
“......♥!”
She playfully tapped my chest with her fists, acting like a real, spoiled girlfriend.
It was her way of hiding her embarrassment.
*Squeeze, knead...*♥
“You're squeezing my butt way too lewdly...”
While I was busy enjoying her body, she tried to strip off the rest of my clothes.
However, with my hands firmly gripping her ass, it was no easy task.
Watching her struggle on her own made me chuckle. I decided to help her out.
“I'll support you with my cock. If you don't want to snap your boyfriend's dick, you'd better strip me fast, okay?”
“......Is that even possible?”
Even my aunt, one of the main culprits behind my physical transformation, looked doubtful. But I knew my own body better than any succubus.
When I reassured her to leave it to me, she gave a hesitant nod.
“On three, I'm going to raise my arms. Pull it off then, got it?”
“Okay.”
*Squish, squelch...*♥
Finding this bizarre situation both thrilling and incredibly erotic, she gushed another wave of sweet juices.
“One, two, three!”
Taking a deep breath, I let go of her hips and raised my arms high.
“Hup...!”
My aunt had a wonderfully voluptuous, fleshy figure, meaning she wasn't exactly light.
But my cock was, without a doubt, the definition of 'rock-hard and heavy.'
Her full weight pressed down on my shaft, but it stood unyielding at a perfect ninety-degree angle, buried deep between her folds.
A dull ache throbbed through the base, but it wasn't an issue since she managed to whip my shirt off in a flash.
Feeling the sheer, rigid power of my cock beneath her, her expression melted into pure ecstasy.
“Haa... My boyfriend...♥ You're so amazing...”
“Me? Or...”
*Squish, squelch, squish, squelch...*♥
“Haaahhh...♥”
“...My cock?”
“Both of them...♥!”
She melted in bliss, anticipating the moment this magnificent cock would finally plunge into her virgin canal.
Even so, she squeezed her thighs together with all her might to give my shaft extra friction.
Usually, tensing one's thighs makes them hard, but hers remained incredibly soft and pillowy.
They were the ultimate honey thighs.
“Haa... Serin, your body is so fucking hot.”
“Hehe, but are we going to do it like this?”
“Why? Do you want me to take your dress off too?”
Her clad in that dress was incredibly erotic, so I hadn't taken it off, but if she found it uncomfortable, I was happy to oblige.
“I was thinking of putting on the lingerie we bought earlier.”
“Serin, you're a genius.”
That was the whole reason we bought it, but it had completely slipped my mind. Even in the fitting room, I hadn't gotten to see her wear it; I had only eaten her out.
I couldn't wait to see the synergy between that slutty lingerie and her voluptuous body.
“I'll change... Go take a quick shower first.”
Blushing, my aunt gently pushed me toward the bathroom.
This was something I could never imagine Francesca doing.
"I prefer Young Master's rich, masculine scent over the smell of soap. Especially... *sniff, sniff*... the scent of a cock soaked in pre-cum from being aroused all day...... Haaah...♥ Young Master... No, Master. In that case, could you please wash only your upper body and leave your cock untouched?"
Francesca would have definitely said something like that.
I obediently headed to the bathroom under my aunt's gentle guidance. It was fully equipped, even featuring a large bathtub.
“Better make it quick.”
*Shhhhh!* I didn't even have time to wait for the water to warm up.
The moment my hair got wet, I lathered it with shampoo, brushing my teeth at the exact same time.
I quickly dried off with a towel, threw on a bathrobe, and stepped out. But I froze mid-motion, my hand still holding the towel to my wet hair.
“......Why are you looking at me like that?”
It was because my aunt, sitting on the bed in the negligee I had picked out for her, looked breathtakingly beautiful.
Her pale skin was completely visible through the sheer, delicate fabric of the lingerie.
Furthermore, the sky-blue negligee contrasted beautifully with her blushing face, making her look even more radiant.
I approached her as if possessed.
Her naked body in the fitting room had left me dazed, but there was a distinct, irresistible charm to clothed sex like this.
“Serin... I don't think I can hold back anymore.”
“......Me neither.”
Saying so, she slightly lifted the hem of her negligee. Beneath it, her steaming, dripping pussy shyly revealed itself.
An untouched, virgin sanctuary that no man had ever laid eyes on or visited. A breathtaking sight that satisfied both mental and physical desires simultaneously.
And on top of that, her sweet pheromones filled the air.
At this point, not even my mother could stop me.
I flung open my bathrobe, proudly displaying the massive cock that was about to feast on this banquet.
“......Oh my...♥!”
“Spread your pussy wide and beg for my cock.”
At my command, she obediently lay back on the bed, sliding her hands under the negligee to part her thighs.
As I pulled back the fabric, her trembling hands held open her swollen folds, which were already weeping a steady stream of love nectar.
“What do you want me to do to you?”
*Rub, rub...*♥
I gripped my thick shaft and dragged it from bottom to top, tracing her perineum all the way up to her sensitive clit.
A violent shiver ran through her body. Looking up at me with the face of a completely tamed bitch, she whimpered:
“Please... shove your cock... into your girlfriend's pussy...♥!”
Her slutty begging made me want to slam myself deep inside her right then and there, but it wasn't enough yet.
“Serin, aren't you going to marry me later?”
“...Huh? Mar...riage...?”
She tilted her head in confusion for a moment, then answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“Of course I am.”
“Then isn't that title a bit wrong? There are plenty of other things to call me besides 'boyfriend.'”
“*Gulp.*”
She swallowed hard at my subtle demand.
*Squirt!* A sudden, powerful jet of juices sprayed from her pussy, leaving her visibly flustered.
“Wh-what's happening all of a sudden?”
“Hurry up and say it.”
As I pressed her amidst her confusion, she finally selected her favorite option from the candidates floating in her mind.
“D-Dear Husband...? ...Ahhn...♥!”
*Squirrrrt!*
Letting out a dirty moan, she climaxed from her pussy alone, looking completely dazed and unable to comprehend what was happening.
But I had already figured it out. It was due to a hidden kink she hadn't even realized she possessed.
Aunt Serin loved sweet, romantic dynamics. And the ultimate culmination of romance was marriage.
Whether it was marriage or any other bond, what truly defined a relationship was the title. The way you addressed someone changed your mindset and behavior entirely.
In the end, calling me her husband had triggered a massive release of her love nectar.
Her body was preparing itself perfectly, ensuring her husband's cock wouldn't struggle and could smoothly penetrate her tight virgin canal with maximum pleasure.
An aunt squirting and climaxing just from calling her nephew her husband.
It was so fucking hot.
For the crime of making me this hard, I would take her virginity as payment.
Aiming...
I pressed my massive cock, which had been erect for nearly eight hours, against her tight opening.
As the plump head drew near, her wet folds twitched and puckered, as if licking their lips in anticipation.
Taking a brief breath, I prepared myself for the oncoming wave of ecstasy.
Fire.
I thrust my hips forward with all my might.
*Squeeeze!*
My shaft pushed forward, cutting through the paradoxical tightness of her slick, virgin walls.
Swimming upstream against the flood of her juices, heading toward the birthplace of my future children.
Like a salmon returning home.