Yolanda, mi tia sensual (Pocas fotos)

There are experiences that mark our lives in such a way that things happen before and after those experiences. A memorable experience for me occurred when I was walking down the street one afternoon, thinking about what I could do with my pair of free hours. I had cashed a check for honorariums and had a full wallet but didn't have any plan to make.At that time I was 33 years old, a woman and a son, and a relatively active sexual life. I walked for about 10 minutes without direction until I got close to some restaurants and could see someone very familiar, it was her, an ex aunt called Yolanda who had been divorced from my uncle Augusto for several years. Yolanda was a spectacular woman because she had a fantastic figure, well-formed legs, a medium bust, and a competitive backside, when she walked down the street the only thing men looked at were her tight pants with rounded and bulging buttocks that moved rhythmically.To Yolanda I had dedicated many of my teenage wanks (fists) when I was 17 and she was a goddess of 25 who was at the peak of her development and popularity. I could only possess her mentally, with my eyes closed and one hand on my cock.That day when I found her alone on the street, we started chatting for a minute, and I invited her to have lunch or a drink at a restaurant so we wouldn't be talking on the street. She had something pending but decided to leave it for another day and got into a restaurant with me where we chose a table on the second floor, where there were only two people who left after half an hour. We ordered something very appetizing and then I asked for a beer, she wanted just Coca Booty but accepted a couple of beers after my insistence.Yolanda told me that her life after the divorce had changed in many ways, now she almost always had financial problems because she lived with her three sons (my cousins) at her parents' house. Although she lacked some money, what she didn't lack were suitors who wanted to take a bite out of that bombshell that still maintained its excellent forms.After a couple of hours at the restaurant, the beer was already showing its effects on both of us, more so on her than on me, who was openly telling me about her preferences and tastes, not just in normal life but also in sex; I had steered the conversation slightly towards sex because that's what interested me most about her that day.We would get together without realizing it and occasionally playfully touch hands timidly. She asked me many questions about my life, relationship, adventures, etc.; to which I responded naturally, just like she did when it was my turn to ask. It's how I confessed that as a teenager I had dreamed of her many times and that she was the woman who attracted me the most among all, but she was forbidden for me.I left feeling cold when she told me with great naturalness that I was an idiot because I should have said it and that maybe she could have done something. Her response made my penis acquire an unparalleled erection, I moved a little closer to her, looked at her eyes, told her I liked her very much, and planted a kiss on her that she responded by closing her eyes. We spent about 5 minutes kissing, and my hand was already exploring her legs above the pants.I had also confessed to her that she was the reason for my teenage erections, and that now I had uncontrollable urges to make love to her; she didn't respond and only let me caress her legs and buttocks, then I lowered the zipper of her pants and could feel her beautiful pubic area and cave for the first time, which was very wet and hot. There was no escape, that night she had to be mine.It was evident that Yolanda wanted sex, but we were in a restaurant and someone could come up at any moment, I didn't care about anything or anyone, but she did. She told me if I wanted something more with her it had to be in a comfortable place without rush.Don't ask me anything else, I told him I was going to the bathroom and take advantage of calling home and saying I would be very late for a last-minute invitation. Invite Yolanda to go out, both quiet, at the door we'll hail a taxi and ask the driver to take us to Los Pinos hotel, the farthest from the city center. As soon as we closed the room door, we melted into an endless kiss. Our hands felt our bodies and clothes fell slowly off, without realizing we were already naked on the bed, exploring me with my mouth every inch of her white body. I took possession of her vagina and my fingers were unstoppable while my mouth sucked her nipples, navel, and everything it passed.Then I went down to kiss for the first time those swollen and wet lips that were eagerly waiting for licks, I pushed my tongue in as far as it could go and then I took control of that small but lovely clitoris. At that moment, I felt like she was entering a kind of trance and shaking more and more violently, her moans turned into voices begging for rest, but I had just begun.My mouth was flooded with her sweet liquids, yes, sweet with a hint of acidity that got me drunk and crazy, I stayed there for many more minutes, she would shake and tell me to stop because she wanted to be penetrated already. I had my penis completely erect and with some pre-seminal flow at the tip, I didn't fail to remind her to return the favor and on her own accord she started sucking me like few know how, slowly and only with her lips, introducing it all the way down to the base of the penis.I was about to come and told her I was coming, she didn't say anything and kept my dick in her mouth, I came and she continued for a little more time. A short while later, Yolanda hugged me tightly and offered her lips, seconds after I started feeling like she was sending some of my own semen back with her mouth. At first it bothered me but I didn't tell her, we kept kissing and then she told me that if we wanted a sincere and open union both of us should share our juices.Both of us had reached the climax but I hadn't penetrated her yet, and incredibly my penis was still erect, ready to get its trophy. I got on top of her kissing her but not penetrating her, I moved slowly making her feel between her lips the thickness of my stiff tool, her lips were quite moist and she started to get anxious again asking me to penetrate her. Then she wanted to take hold of my penis and put it in, I caught her hands and told her we should do it without help from our hands, actually I wanted to make her suffer a bit before entering her cave, which finally happened after a couple of minutes of attempts.When I felt the head of my penis between her lips, I asked her to stay quiet and I started putting it in a little at a time and very slowly, until suddenly she had all of my cock and she hugged me with force, our relentless oscillation began, I wrapped my legs around her waist and we moved like crazy. After about 10 minutes, I realized that this trip was going to be very long, I asked her to get into the position of a puppy and for the first time I could admire that ass that had driven me crazy for years. Her buttocks were white in contrast with the brown button of her anus, she started to penetrate sustained by both sides of her buttocks pulling it towards me so I could enter as far as possible.She had control over her vaginal muscles and every now and then she would squeeze my penis like a vacuum cleaner, no doubt her vaginal muscles had a life of their own. After a while I came on her buttocks and then I felt so attracted to her anus that without warning I started inserting it there. Yolanda remained silent and let me penetrate her slowly and my surprise was that she never complained or felt uncomfortable, it seemed she enjoyed both anal and vaginal sex equally. We continued for another 10 minutes, I couldn't come, my penis remained erect and she asked me to rest. We lay down on the bed and started talking and she told me she let me do it with her anus because she had always noticed that when we were together, I would always look at her buttocks the most and that was my gift for being good to her.In our conversation, he told me that my penis in size and thickness was very similar to that of his ex-husband: my uncle. Finally, he asked me never to make any comment with anyone, that it had to be a family secret but if we ever ran into each other on the street, we could keep more secrets for ourselves. That night we said goodbye in the taxi, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and sent greetings to my family. Many times we coincided at gatherings with my cousins or friends and when we were alone, we would indulge in direct caresses on our genitals and a couple of very wet kisses.Today if you ever read this story I want to tell you that I miss you very much dear aunt, I wish to know our son...Comments to porongos@excite.com