I'll get my aunt pregnant again

Chapter 1:

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Along that night I could wake up like three times. Unfortunately, despite seeming very manly when I rearranged my fingers after my fall; the recovery would be equally painful if any of my fingers touched an object and gave me a small blow. Despite waking up at night and having my left hand for dragging, I still wanted to go out running. In part not to lose routine like it happened in the past... and also a little bit to be with Violeta again, despite seeing me as a kid due to the clear age difference...

I got dressed, did some small stretches, and went running! I continued with my route (or at least the one I had for the few days I went out) like any other day, greeting everyone I saw; whether few or many. The only difference was that when I passed by Violeta's bar, I let out a small shout I'm coming! Violeta was already preparing the patio and taking out chairs, this time she returned my greeting and also took out the chairs with more care so it wouldn't happen again. As I walked away, I heard Violeta telling me to stop for a bit when I got back, no problem, I thought. I kept running and when I was ready to go back, I decided to stop as I had planned to visit Violeta. I entered the bar which seemed deserted due to the absence of people, with the clear exception of Violeta. She was already behind the bar waiting for me and ready to ask what I wanted to drink, courtesy of the house, of course. I sat in the same stool as the day before and said with a burlesque tone - A good whisky, miss - I said. Violeta furrowed her brow while looking at me fixedly and began to murmur - You're probably not old enough to drink - Violeta said. I interrupted before she could affirm or deny it out of fear that the commitment would make her give it to me - It was a joke, it was a joke... with an orange juice, I'm set - I I said and let out a laugh. At first, Violeta was interested in my current state, wanting to know how I was doing and if I had hurt myself anywhere else. I couldn't tell her that I hit myself a few times while I was screwing my aunt... no, not that. After leaving that topic behind; Violeta showed a lot of interest in me, more specifically in what I did (probably to confirm my age) since when I said I was studying and not exactly at the university, she couldn't resist asking me directly how old I was. Apparently, she remembered very well that I told her I didn't have a girlfriend or had one in the past, so I clarified that just because I didn't have one didn't mean I was a virgin; if she was thinking that, which made her blush a little... either that or she wasn't prepared to receive that information and it threw her off. Violeta left no doubt that that day I wouldn't know anything about her, that she would use everything for herself and that if I wanted to know something more, I should show up the rest of days to keep her company during her daily solitude. After a few orange juices accompanied by toast and some tapas, I concluded the summary of my life, omitting clearly; the details of who I lost my virginity with and what happened after that event. As it was already time for people to appear and I wouldn't have anything else to tell, we ended the visit for that day. I said goodbye and Violeta threatened to set traps for me on the way if I didn't show up the next day, I laughed and tried to return the little distance left at a good pace but gave up when I realized I had just finished breakfast. I walked back and entered Chloé's flat with total naturalness, already almost seeming like a neighbor like anyone else in the block, those who passed me by on the portal kept staring at me strangely and made me think they probably thought I was Chloé's lover or something like that but then when I imagined the soundproofed room... maybe they could think that but not because of the sounds of the moans or more like Chloe's screams. As I entered the hallway, I could see the bedroom door open, and after fine-tuning my ear a bit, I could hear noise coming from the bathroom, like water splashing, Chloe was taking a shower and since I was sweaty from running; I got into the shower with Chloe with total naturalness. Honestly, I thought about screwing Chloe in the shower, she was happy to see me and join her but rejected the offer, preferring we do it in bed where not a single drop of my cum would be wasted. The fact that I couldn't fuck Chloe in the shower didn't mean I wasn't allowed to rub against her, put my hand on her wherever I wanted, kiss or nibble her neck, lips, or breasts. After all, I was malito and alone I wouldn't be able to take care of myself... In a way, Chloe was really enjoying my behavior but when she saw how long my cock had been rubbing against her bum, she decided to finish showering and get out of the shower before I came from so much friction. I continued washing myself, getting used to the idea that when I got out, Chloe would likely be waiting for me at the door to squeeze me mercilessly. My failed prediction was that Chloe would attack me as soon as I got out of the shower; in reality, her intention was just the opposite; Chloe wanted me to charge at her like a madman because when I entered the bedroom, I found Chloe lying on the bed with black stockings, lingerie, and an incredibly sexy nightgown.The day was just starting and I was already imagining how the rest of tomorrow would be... late... and night. Chloe would squeeze me and yet I launched myself like a madman onto the bed as soon as I saw her waiting for me, it would have been logical to calm down and conserve energy but I threw myself at Chloe, almost instantly putting my right hand on her chest and carefully caressed Chloe's thigh with my injured hand above her underwear. Chloe didn't expect me to touch her leg since after all we both discounted that she could do anything with that hand. It would be logical for that hand to slowly rise and start touching her a little bit of her pussy but it was hard... While I was desperately kissing her, I lowered my right hand to masturbate Chloe a little before we fuck. The position was uncomfortable but I continued for a bit. Already with Chloe well lubricated, I remembered that it had been a long time since I hadn't eaten out my dear aunt's pussy and I got to it in that precise moment. Part of it liked it and at the same time didn't, Chloe was only thinking about being a mother in that precise moment and whether or not I had an orgasm didn't matter much to her. After a few minutes of eating out her pussy and noticing that what Chloe wanted was for me to come as many times as possible; as long as it was inside her pussy... I put myself in front of Chloe and started.I returned to silently curse that pose we had been in for so long and started to fuck Chloe as well as I could. It seemed like o Chloé realized that she couldn't do much comfortably like that or that it didn't appeal to her to be more dominant, but in the middle of the act Chloe put her hand on my left arm and carefully pulled my hand aside along with my whole body, making me lie on my side. With great care, she turned me over onto my back and, slowly and attentively, made sure not to touch or brush against my hand with her knee as she got on top of me, which I appreciated greatly. Chloe started moving without mercy when it came to riding me; both her thrusts and rhythm were for one sole purpose: to make me come as quickly as possible. When Chloe bent down to kiss me, she whispered in my ear not to hold back, that if I wanted to come I should come and that's it, but not to try to prolong it any longer and now she started kissing me. I didn't last long with Chloe giving me such a hard time and came easily without much effort... finally, that was what Chloé wanted me to do. I imagined that after coming I would see Chloe in her strange position again, but it wasn't like that, she simply rolled over onto my side and we both lay facing upwards. While we were resting, Chloe stroked my body with the hand closest to mine, her intentions were obvious: she was only looking for me to get hard again, as every little while she would glance down, straight at my cock, to see if I was already hard or not. A little while with Chloe fondling me and I was ready, whether I wanted it or not... Chloé's intention was clear. Chloe got on top of me and we literally repeated what had just happened a moment before, only this time for a bit longer, I don't know exactly how many times we did it but I liked that all of them were with Chloe on top and in the dominant position. As mealtime approached and noticing that We were as hungry and exhausted as each other, Chloe ordered something to be delivered from a nearby bar-restaurant that delivered to her flat. We were fondling each other on the sofa while waiting for the delivery guy to arrive, when Chloe got up to answer the door after hearing the doorbell. Luckily I realized what was happening or the delivery guy would have gone crazy... It turned out we had normalized being alone at home so much that we were always naked... I quickly lifted her off the sofa, ran into the bathroom and threw a bathrobe at Chloe, who reacted by putting it on in a hurry. We heard knocking at the door and Chloe opened it while I hid to avoid being seen. After paying and telling the delivery guy not to come in, Chloe insisted he leave the food in the living room, despite there being many bags for one person; she could handle it herself since the delivery guy was carrying everything in his hands and a backpack. Once I was sure we couldn't be heard anymore, I burst out laughing. The image of Chloe in her bathrobe with a deathly warmth, telling the guy not to come in... he would probably imagine what was happening inside that house... or he would be very short...

I went to the bathroom before eating and Chloe set everything up on the living room table when I returned. She was waiting for me completely naked again, ready to eat at the table with total normality. We ate like any other day, without any craziness or barbarism like Chloe making me come with her feet... or suddenly getting up to fuck while eating, but I still noticed something strange about Chloe. Almost when I had finished, just before leaving the plate clean; Chloe let out a laugh and started celebrating something... asked what was going on... did getting older make you lose a screw? it didn't seem to please her that I was messing with her age and that adorable laugh turned into a more sinister and calculating one: now it's too late for you... you took it... said Chloé looking at me as if I were a villain. Took it... I whispered. Don't mess with me, you gave me a... I didn't need to finish the sentence, with the face she had and nodding her head... that already made me think Chloé was reading my mind and knew what I was referring to was clearly that she put some blue pills very well crushed in my food... when did I buy them? I thought... probably my uncle didn't need them, he was capable of it... maybe he had everything planned out for a long time?

We sat on the couch with the TV on after eating, Chloé couldn't stop laughing and after about three quarters of an hour I started to notice how hard my cock got. I don't know if it was because of the pill or having Chloé next to me making me tickle with both hands at that same moment... maybe that was just a coincidence, but when I saw Chloé my cock was already ready and she jumped on top of me putting her bum on my knees, extending her legs and hugging my hips tightly with both legs at the same time as she redirected my cock into her pussy slowly, after doing so she put both hands on my shoulders and neck. She didn't do it for pleasure or morbidness, simply couldn't do it any faster. Chloé started moving as fast as she could in that position and consequently I felt her ankles digging into my back as she used them as support for her thrusts. If it weren't for the orgasm I produced by coming inside Chloé I wouldn't have realized I did it because I was still holding onto her with just as much desire as if what we had just done, Chloé and I, had never happened. Chloé ignored that I came when she continued to fail me without stopping. Yes, I could hear her moans and it seemed like she was enjoying it even more when she noticed me cumming inside, but that wouldn't be a reason to stop her and I kept going with the objective of squeezing every last drop out of myself. At that moment, I wondered why Chloé didn't stop and assumed she might not have realized I had already come, so I told her I was done and suggested we take a break for a bit. When Chloé said she wasn't thinking about taking my cock out for even a second for the rest of the afternoon or day... Hearing that, I decided to make her regret what she said and grabbed one of her ass cheeks with my good hand, gave it a hard slap on the hips to lift myself up from the sofa, threw her down - actually, we both fell because Chloé had me tightly wrapped in her legs - and landed on top of her, leaving Chloé at the bottom. I released her ass cheek and grabbed her wrists with force, lifted them above her head and with all the passion and rage I had, started pounding into Chloé without mercy.The noise our bodies made as they impacted each other with every thrust, apart from being very strong, sounded like someone was hitting them with an open hand, it sounded more like aggression than two people having sex. The light moans that used to provoke Chloé were now half-moans and half-shouts she released with every thrust she received, noticing we were in the living room and not her bedroom, I put my injured hand over Chloé's mouth with great care so she would realize she couldn't make those noises, Chloé was startled for a moment when she became aware of the sounds she had been making all this time... Chloé began to struggle aggressively with one of her hands and slipped out of my grasp, started hitting everything on the sofa with it and when she gave one of those hits to a cushion stopped suddenly and pressed it against her face. I don't know if the neighbors could hear her but I could hear her cries of pleasure perfectly. Noticing I was also holding onto the cushion; she stopped doing that and put her hand next to the other so I would grab it too. After a few more thrusts Chloé started running wild on the sofa, but I didn't want to stop not even jokingly.... and continued as if nothing and her cries of pleasure with every thrust were now constant, miraculously Chloé could still breathe between all those screams and moans but I was about to come and wasn't thinking of stopping. I finished coming inside Chloé a little while later and stopped thrusting, even though I was completely still and so was Chloé; you could still hear her perfect after the cushion... I heard the sound of two legs falling heavily onto a sofa, it was Chloé who was completely exhausted and out of strength to hold me around my waist any longer... I carefully pulled my cock out of Chloé's interior since it seemed like even the slightest movement I made would be accompanied by gemiditos after the cushion. Already with the cock out I got up on my feet next to Chloé's head and removed the cushion from above her. Chloé's face was overflowing with pleasure and it surprised me a bit to see her angelic face discomposed by tears of pleasure, all her makeup ruined. I went to the bathroom and brought Chloe a handheld mirror and some wet towels. I turned around and went back to what Chloé thought would be the bathroom while reminding her loudly I won't let you take her out all afternoon Chloé got scared a bit after hearing that, just seconds after it happened. I stopped in my tracks in the middle of the living room and turned around, Chloé looked worried and I wondered if I wasn't going to the bathroom but I told her it was never my intention to go to the bathroom, all I wanted to do was go to her bedroom for her toys but I told her that she would probably scream just as much as before and that would be better in her bedroom. Chloé let out a very forced laugh since her face showed concern about what could happen and if she could or couldn't take it. I grabbed Chloé from under the knees and with one hand behind her back lifted her up like newlyweds and carried her to her bed, threw her onto it and left her to clean up her makeup. While taking out all her toys and selecting some, I decided on a leather handcuff set, specifically four of them which I placed at each corner of the bed, all that in front of Chloé ignoring her as if only I and the toys were in that bedroom... then I grabbed a ball gag without Chloé seeing it and approached her. I started kissing her for a short while and when I finished I prepared to put it on. By the time Chloé opened her eyes after the kiss we just shared; it was already too late for her to escape my intentions. She assumed that now I was in charge and didn't offer much resistance, I put it on her quite tightly, not enough to hurt her but enough so she couldn't take it off. After putting it on her, I proceeded to To put the handcuffs on with great care and delicacy, Chloe cooperated while looking at me with a good little girl's face, her intention was to give me pain and not let me get away too much. Unfortunately for her, she told me that afterwards and I didn't understand her intentions. Already with Chloe well tied in the shape of a cross.I passed my hands under her thighs with great care not to hurt myself and lifted her hips up to the height of mine. I put my cock in Chloé carefully and slowly, looked back at my back to make sure the door was closed and looked at Chloé again. As if time hadn't existed between what happened on the sofa and now... I picked up where I left off with the same eagerness and the hard impacts of body against body resurfaced once more. The noises from Chloé, without a cushion but with that little ball in her mouth; sounded more pleasant than before and she wasn't holding back at all in provoking them. To my surprise, it didn't take more than five minutes for me to start dripping, Chloé was coming, but I didn't even notice except for the liquid since her moans were the same as when she wasn't coming. I was aware that even if I resisted coming, I wouldn't have much left to do and continued, finally at the end of that day I came a few times and with each one I held out longer and longer... I kept going like nothing was wrong, thrust after thrust, but apparently Chloé was regretting her idea of not taking it all afternoon since she was making quick movements with her tied hands as if agitating them and despite having her mouth gagged you could understand that she was asking me to stop. I kept going and kept going and eventually she came again. I could have stopped but... I wanted to come again and so it was, but not before Chloé's third orgasm. After coming and despite feeling my cock sore, I kept teasing Chloé a little bit slowly, it made me laugh at the tiny moans she let out when I did it slowly, but I stopped, took off her gag and fell onto her side facing upwards. I remained silent while Chloé continued to insult me in a low voice, after a while Chloé asked me to untie her, she had to go to the bathroom and couldn't hold it... mistake on my part since at free verse took advantage of the minimum lapse on my part to handcuff my right hand. In theory, that wouldn't be a problem... with only one hand cuffed, I would only have to use the other to unfasten it, the problem was that the only free hand I had was injured and when looking at the wife, then my hand, then Chloé... her face of hatred and telling me not to move slowly from side to side... clearly she was saying if I didn't want pain... better not struggle. Chloé grabbed my wrist with great care and affection, handcuffing it in the same way as she had done a few moments before, with more rage putting them on my ankles now, and I was the one who was tied to the cross. Chloé looked at me fixedly, then looked at the floor and got up from the bed while murmuring I'll be good to you... as she left the bedroom. I heard the sound of water falling onto a plate in the shower, then it stopped and after a while I saw Chloé returning, dragging her feet on a towel. She threw herself onto the bed so that her feet were on the pillow and her head just centimeters from my cock, resting on one of my legs. Chloé brought her hand to my cock and started to masturbate it, stopping suddenly and saying in a sarcastic tone - oh, I forgot the gag... - and as soon as she finished speaking, she began to pat my face with one of her feet, finding my mouth and introducing it carefully and saying again - and now, puppy, or you'll hurt... - and started closing more and more the fist that held my cock. I had already forgotten not to annoy Chloé... but unfortunately, what's done is done...

I thanked her for cleaning up in the bathroom since we had been walking barefoot on Chloé's floor all day and although it was very clean... I thought that as a fetishist this situation of punishment would have little... at the time I wasn't interested much in that aspect of sex, but I recognized that Chloé's feet were very Nice. After some minutes Chloé reminded me that if I came without warning her, I would regret it and it was better to keep her happy... so when I was about to come, I warned Chloé and she quickly got on top of me, giving me the back and finished fucking me with a few gallops on me to make me come inside her.

Throughout the afternoon we repeated that same process maybe three or four more times, in one occasion she started playing more with her feet using them to try to make me come, in another she started tickling my cock with a strand of hair, also she sucked and fucked me, I was grateful Chloé was a woman who got wet easily and came too because I imagined that my cock would be burning from so much friction.

Even if I hadn't been bad to Chloé, she might have let me rest between coming and coming, maybe not that many times... but that was just a supposition. Chloé undressed me and thought she had had enough but it wasn't because of that... after seeing the clock on the table I understood; we had spent the whole afternoon without stopping and it was already time for dinner. My cock was also lucky for me, starting to lose strength... little by little it would be reducing.

We stayed lying down, hugging... but above all sticky and sweaty and after the party we gave ourselves, I didn't even have the slightest desire to shower, damn... I didn't even want to get up. We thought about ordering again at the hour of eating but... as the same delivery guy appeared and saw Chloé's before and after... I was lucky to have short hair so it wasn't that noticeable but Chloé went from having a messy hair to having a disaster. We ended up ordering a pizza and using my last forces, I went to the door to get it while Chloé was quickly washing herself off with some water. After paying and closing the door, I found myself in the living room with a box in one hand and a bottle in the other... I stayed thinking without saying anything. Resume my march to the bedroom, I left it on a couch; which was in a corner and put it next to my bed and threw myself onto it. When Chloé got out of the shower, she looked for me in the living room, then the kitchen but when she saw I wasn't in either of those places, she went back to the bedroom disheveled. - Really? - Said Chloé naked in front of me while pointing at the bed with her arm. - Yes, is something wrong? You left me without vitality súcubo!!! I won't move from here for the rest of the day - I said between laughs. - Jaja, poor guy... What's that? - Said Chloé lying down next to me and stroking my hair with one hand. - What is it? I said looking around. - Súcubo, what is that? - Well, it's a demon... with the physical appearance of a very very VERY attractive woman with the sole purpose of seducing men to steal their vital energy while they're being screwed, or something like that... more or less... - You're telling me demon... well... I liked the part about being extremely attractive... - Said Chloé, smiled and started eating next to me. After Chloé managed to get a compliment from me involuntarily when I told her she seemed very attractive, added to all the times I came inside her... (I lost count, honestly) it didn't make any effort to hide her happiness and assured me that she wouldn't try to screw me again tonight, I assured her that I couldn't even if she let me, since after all she left me without energy below... and assured me that this dinner wasn't poisoned either. We ate, relaxed and watched a bit of TV, with some strength left over I used to take a shower and push Chloé out of bed to change the sheets, she helped and once the bed was made we got in without wanting anything more than to sleep. Chloé turned on the air conditioning and programmed it to turn off by itself, her only intention was to sleep as close to me as possible, saying that this would increase the chances of getting pregnant...



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