The Unprepared Seduction
The married woman who hadn't been ready for a hookup finally had the lights turned on in the room. It was a reddish hue, as if to evoke the sticky, intimate atmosphere of a couple. However, Aunt didn't seem to like it very much.
"Turn the light... off."
A low plea, spilled out along with her breath. I left only the small lamp by the bed on and turned the rest off. In the pale darkness, her female form was visible like a blurred shadow.
Aunt's suit was quite disheveled. She breathed roughly, but soon turned around carefully so her front wouldn't be visible.
"I, I can take it off like this, right? This is okay, right...?"
"Yes."
Huuu, a faint breath escaped her.
"Ugh, uuuugh..."
Cautious movements followed behind her. Click, click. It was the sound of buttons being undone. The suit jacket was easily slipped off. Next was the white shirt. It came off stiffly over her arms, and the beige bra strap appeared behind her back. It was a back that matched the curves I had felt earlier.
Next to be taken off were the remaining suit pants.
Click— The buckle was undone. Slide— The stiff black fabric slipped down her smooth thighs. The flesh of her waist, which had been slightly pressed by the pants, bulged out as if liberated.
Aunt turned to look at me shyly.
"...B-but Doha."
"Yes."
"It wouldn't be okay if Aunt washed up a little... would it?"
"No. Just take off your pants completely."
A cold silence.
"......"
Because the pants were bunched up near her ankles, Aunt had to bend over to take them off completely. Her resilient yet fleshy body bent precariously. The white panty line was folded as if trapped in the deep crack of her heavy buttocks. I could see that the center was slightly discolored to gray. As expected, she was wet.
Soon, she covered her bra and turned around without a word.
"......"
I scanned Aunt's body, which was swallowing the silence. It was a body still tinged with red. Perhaps the aftereffects of her excitement were deeply ingrained; from her face to her shoulders, everything was flushed red with shame.
"Honestly, you're turned on."
"...What are you saying..."
"Lie down on the bed. Stop covering your body."
"......"
I approached her like a snake, following my words, and knelt toward Aunt, who was lying unnaturally on the bed. Aunt was looking up at me with a trembling face.
"You need to move your arms."
"...Okay."
I placed my fingers gently on her thighs. She flinched.
I threw the coat I had wrapped around my waist onto the floor and quickly stripped off my top. A body that even I would call quite solid. Now, the only thing on my upper body was this silver necklace dangling around my neck. With this naked upper body, I pinned her down as if embracing her from above.
"H, huuu..."
The moment I got close, what hit my nose was the scent of ripe musk. The body odor of a woman in her mid-to-late 30s that must have festered and festered inside that airtight black suit. Perhaps noticing that my nose had caught a whiff, Aunt trembled and folded her arms further inward.
Regardless, I planted both palms on either side of the pillow where Aunt was lying. It became a posture of pinning her down.
"You said no inside the panties, right?"
"O, of course..."
She scrunched up her mouth and turned her head in embarrassment, but the distance between my face and hers wasn't far. Her high nose bridge, trembling lips, and sweat-drenched forehead were all clearly visible.
"Doha..."
It was then. Aunt's gaze lingered on me desperately.
"Let's... stop here. I won't tell anyone. I won't tell a soul. Just call it a mistake caused by the alcohol... okay? Can't we just stop here?"
"Here?"
"Yes. Aunt is having such a hard time. It's so hard..."
At that moment, I buried my nose in Aunt's neck.
"Ha, uuu..."
"*Sniff*, *hu*... It smells like this... a pungent smell, but I still waited for you to take your clothes off. Is that still not enough?"
Her flinching neck twisted on its own. Aunt squeezed her eyes shut. But I didn't stop there. I took the hand I had planted on the pillow, wrapped it around the back of Aunt's neck, and lay down on top of her. I lifted Aunt's arms up significantly.
"Ah, ugh...?!"
The sweat-drenched valley was revealed without reservation. The thing that made the crazy bastard in my lower body explode so violently. The armpit.
"N, no...! W, what are you doing...!?"
No matter what Aunt said, I stared intently at that spot.
It was obscene. Beyond obscene, an unexpected stimulation wafted into my mind like that sour smell. Sweat was beading along the wrinkles. And, the tiny dots visible and invisible above it. Hair follicles. Very tiny... that...
"You did it... a long time ago, right?"
"...Huuu."
Aunt caught her breath as if ashamed. She couldn't easily answer. I shifted my gaze again. A 30-something armpit that was basically smooth, perhaps she had gotten laser hair removal in the past. While inevitably smelling the skin scent rising from that very spot, I...
'...Fuck.'
For some reason, I felt so turned on I thought my dick would explode.
Why?
Why is that?
Why on earth? Fuck.
In reality, everything was a first. That soaked female body in her mid-30s, the extremely ordinary daily underwear of a married woman who hadn't been ready for a hookup.
Even these extremely realistic armpits for this age group.
...Such a thought suddenly occurs. If I were just a few months ago, would I have committed such an act? Milf porn, furry porn... had my brain, which views reality, been ruined by being consumed by all sorts of things? I was definitely not this kind of person. Even setting aside the mistakes born of sexual desire, I had never had any relationship with a woman like this.
...Ah, fuck.
It's like... as if I took a total stranger to a motel and encountered a 'profound existence' underneath her.
"...You said if I stopped here, you'd let it slide, Aunt."
Those armpits closed tightly for an instant. She had used her arm strength to pull them down while I was still. Aunt, who had only been breathing out *hu, hu* between her lips, answered my question immediately.
"S, stop... stop... I won't say anything..."
I quietly watched Aunt's frail figure. Her earlobes and shoulders were flushed red, as if she were so ashamed of having shown her armpits.
I lowered the arm that had been wrapping around the back of her neck and moved my hand over her panties. A rough texture was felt repeatedly over the bumpy surface. My fingers stopped at a place where the curves and texture were particularly dense. The pussy where the panties were deeply dug in.
"Ah, huuu...!?"
I pressed down hard with my middle and ring fingers.
Like pressing a button, an instantly surprised moan popped out from the lips right next to me.
"H, hugh...!?"
"Why stop? You're the one who said it was okay."
I stroked her pussy with my fingers and then increased the speed. It contracted, and the fabric of the panties stuck to it. I pressed one spot in particular over it, hard.
"Hi, huuu!"
The clitoris. The spot that touched my fingers as if it were particularly prominent. The panties were already soaked. The more I moved the fabric up and down with my fingers, the more slippery it became. For a few minutes, only panting was exchanged. The more that happened, the more I felt the clitoris growing larger.
"Do you like it when I touch you through your panties? Aunt. Just like you said."
"D, don't say things like that..."
"You're the one who asked me to do this. And if I press here..."
"...Hiiuu!"
"Look. Like this, you're moaning. Answer me. Wearing only your underwear, do you like being caressed over your panties like this?"
"Do, Doha, please..."
Aunt didn't answer. I stared blankly into Aunt's eyes and then moved my hand up a little. Her belly, which had quite a bit of flesh, flinched as if creeped out. There's no special reason for moving my hand. It's just to put my hand inside her panties this time.
"......!"
Her two eyes, which had been looking at me, widened in surprise. The fuzziness of her hair was transmitted to my whole hand, but it didn't stop there. I rummaged through her wet labia, curled my middle finger like a hook, and hung it on that gaping hole.
"Ah, y, you...!"
And then, without mercy, I dug into her inner wall—*plunge*.
"Ah, ugh!?"
Aunt grabbed my arm with both hands to hurry me up. I didn't care. I dug deeper and deeper into that slimy flesh.
"Aaah, ugh...! Ah, hugh...!"
She was already leaking water like a dog in heat. Aunt's hole was stretched to the point of gaping, and the mucous membrane began to twitch faintly. As it squirmed, the flesh inside her vagina slowly spread to the sides.
"L, Lee Doha...! Ah... this isn't what we agreed on...!"
I pressed down hard on her clitoris with my thumb.
"Eeeek!"
Her coarse pubic hair touched the side of my thumb. I pressed down on it firmly and shook it gently.
"Eee, hii!"
"Your moans seem to have become more obscene. Should I put one more in? Since you're so shy..."
"L, Lee Doha... take it out, hurry...!"
"Why? I haven't even inserted it."
"What kind of, le, lewd..."
As I started to wiggle my middle finger inside, the tight pressure and slippery sensation rose up along my middle finger as well.
"Uuuugh! Ha, don't...!"
"Should I wash my hands and do it then?"
"You really...!"
I sat up. From lying on my side, to sitting with my knees up.
"I want to take mine off too. That's okay, right?"
"Yo, you...?"
I whispered low and pulled down my pants and underwear at the same time.
Because I was erect, it popped out—*thump*. The shaft, flushed red to the point of bursting, throbbed with my pulse. Excitement had risen to the top of my head, so the angle was rising upward to a near-deformed degree, and the tip of the glans was still slick with pre-cum.
That long object poked Aunt's thigh—*poke*.
"Ah, no."
Aunt looked at my dick with her mouth open. I moved my knees and approached the front of Aunt's body. I brought my hand back to the front of her panties. This time, not by digging into her belly, but by grabbing the seam itself.
"Ah, no. This, really..."
Aunt grabbed my arm.
"Do, Doha."
I didn't hesitate. I placed my glans over her panties and grabbed it to wrap around it. Following my hand, the edge of the panties slowly curled up over the mound and folded toward the glans. *Swoosh*—the pre-cum, like a thread of the edge that had stretched to the very center and then snapped, dripped.
"Lee Doha...!"
Aunt seemed astonished.
The dick, placed heavily over her panties, was pulsating. I pushed my waist forward slightly. Then the glans rubbed against the taut fabric line. The sight was overwhelmingly obscene, as if I were about to cum at any moment.
Huuu... I let out a faint moan and started to move slowly.
"Ah, no. No... st, stop. This is not okay..."
Aunt was erect. I mean, her clitoris was swollen tight through the fabric that had become thin from being soaked. What had been shyly tucked away like a button in a concave spot was now blunt enough to be felt in person. Every time I slowly rubbed my dick up and down, it caught under the glans—*thud, thud*.
...Ah. I want to insert it soon.
Fuck.
Now I'm reaching my limit. Looking at that lewd, fleshy female body, it's like that. Actually, hadn't I thought so all along? Even when masturbating at the restaurant, and even when entering the motel. I had always been plotting to turn her into a bitch.
I stopped moving. Soon, I nonchalantly flipped the center of her panties to the side.
"Aunt, you expected this, right? So let's do it now. Sex."
"...Ar, are you crazy! No! How can you say such things so easily...!"
The damp air must have been tightly constricting her pussy along with the thick sweat. She must feel like the air is finally circulating a bit now. I looked down. Her pussy, with the panties pushed aside, was bulging out. Curly hair was attached to it. It was unkempt stray hair.
I pushed my glans into that spot—*slide*.
The hair tangled and rubbed between the urethral opening.
"Le, Lee Doha...!"
Aunt grabbed my arm tightly. Instead of pushing away the lower part that was explicitly joined.
"Doha, Doha... wait a minute. Okay?"
Soon, Aunt changed to a troubled tone and pleaded with me.
"We've come this far, isn't it time to stop? Please, let's stop... okay?"
"If I stop now, you won't tell Uncle?"
"...Okay. I, I won't tell. Aunt will just... cleanly forget about today... okay?"
Her hand grabbed me more affectionately.
"Let's not do something we'll regret... for the sake of Uncle. Even if it's not necessarily because of Aunt, Aunt. Okay?"
"Is it not because you're turned on?"
"...Wh, what?"
"Because you're turned on, and you think you'll moan like a bitch if you get fucked. That's why you're telling me to stop here, right?"
"......"
Aunt's mouth snapped shut. Soon, it trembled and opened again.
"...What, are you saying. A, a bitch to Aunt. That's absolutely not it. Doha, it's because I think you'll regret it. But to such an Aunt, you are now..."
I squeezed—*push*—my glans in.
"...Huuu..."
Then Aunt's buttock flesh flinched. The sight was so funny that I laughed. Aunt was staring at me very explicitly. Her eyes trembled for a moment. It was safe to say that anger, excitement, and perhaps a sense of unreality were all concentrated on her face.
"Instead, I'll use a condom."
"...What?"
"Because I won't be irresponsible."
"Yo, you really..."
"It's better than raw, isn't it? Isn't it?"
Breathing that swallowed anger.
"...You, you really, what on earth did you see in Aunt... what on earth... is it just a drunken whim? Is that it?"
Aunt hesitated, then finally answered.
"Do whatever you want now. Aunt, Aunt won't take any responsibility anymore... you might regret it. You'll really regret it. You..."
"I told you. I'm doing this because I like you, Aunt."
"When...! When did you see me to talk like that? How do you think your brother would feel if he knew you were spouting such, such nonsense? Let alone Uncle, if Uncle knew..."
I took a condom pack out of my pants pocket. Seeing it, Aunt couldn't continue and furrowed her brows for a moment. Fuck. What is it? It was a 2-pack, at least. Not a perfect fit for me. *Rip*, I tore it, and as I tore the individual package, the characteristic smell of latex scattered. That wasn't the only thing I could smell. Because already beneath me, a ripe bitch was scattering her scent.
"You, you...!"
As I slipped it onto my dick, the stiff feeling pressed against the shaft. I aligned it with her pussy again. Her two legs, which had been drawn together, were trembling.
"Wa, wait a minute."
I grabbed her thighs and spread them.
"Think again. This isn't it, this isn't it... Doha."
"How many times are you going to say that?"
"Really, are you really going to do that? Okay? To Aunt?"
"It's fine if you relax. Try relaxing."
"Yours, it's too big. Aunt's body, Aunt's body is weird. Doha... please..."
"I'll insert it slowly. Then it'll be fine... okay?"
"...Hauuu."
I cast my dick over her flipped-up panties. The massive heat touched her perineum. Perhaps, I felt like Aunt's pupils had lost their place and were trembling. With such eyes, Aunt looked down at my dick endlessly and then tilted her eyes up at me slightly.
"Sl, slowly... then, slowly... you have to... okay?"
To think she'd say something like that while breathing roughly and covering her face with her arms.
"...Slowly?"
"Yes... slowly..."
...Fuck. I almost exploded. My dick. It's nothing short of a shockingly radical statement. Crazy... that's the same for me, currently soaked in alcohol and lust. Is she seducing me? On purpose? Is she even seducing me to fuck her on purpose?
"...Hu, don't ignore it, Aunt is talking. Aunt knows, so you must do it slowly... okay...? Just slowly..."
I swallowed a chuckle.
"Earlier... you're very different from when I only put my fingers in. Back then you said I was crazy, told me to do this and that. Now you're telling me to insert it slowly yourself."
"Le, Lee Doha! You keep doing that..."
Without a word, I poked the vaginal opening with my glans—*poke*—and Aunt's body flinched. She let out a dainty moan, "Eee-hee!"
"Hey! Yo, you...!"
"Okay, okay. I won't."
"...Please, Doha. Aunt is going crazy, really... okay? Don't say things like that..."
"Okay. I'll start inserting it now, then."
"Sl, slowly... slowly..."
It's lewd beyond belief.
To think she'd become such a loose woman just by being pushed.
I swallowed my laughter and aligned my glans with Aunt's pussy. The joined appearance was so lewd that I wished Aunt could see it once too. Unfortunately, Aunt was covering her face with her arms, so she couldn't confirm this spectacular sight.
"Spread your legs a little more. Relax your lower body."
"...Uung, okay."
Aunt groaned as if ashamed.