Vacaciones con mi tía Sol IX

Living in the apartment with my Aunt Sol, 39 years old, divine, always dressed by her profession as a lawyer, a charm. The daily routine was always like this: she would leave for work in the mornings, I would start for college to study. I loved watching her wake up, the breakfast ritual, bath, dress and leave. Sometimes we'd sleep together and sometimes each one in their room, more often than not I'd sleep in her bed, imagine how she'd let me... She'd wake up, I'd make the morning coffee, she'd go to the bathroom to shower, see her come out of the bathroom naked, drying herself with a towel, leaving it to fall, walking around the apartment naked, and I was already turned on at 19 years old, hormones raging. For those who don't remember the first accounts, Aunt Sol was a 39-year-old woman, separated from my uncle, living alone, and I lived with her now, studying in Santa Fe. She was a brunette, thin body, thanks to the gym, oh excess of gym, very good legs and a dream booty, small breasts and a small waist. She was hot. To go to work she'd always wear some set with lace, corset and high-waisted pants, and sometimes a shirt, very elegant, always heels, her glasses and intoxicating perfume, well-made-up and styled. We'd have breakfast, leave for her Cruze white car, drop me off at college, I'd study while she went to work in her office. When we finished our daily tasks, she'd look for me wherever I was, and we'd go back to the apartment to lunch or almost snack time by the hour that always made it so. We'd arrive at the building's parking lot, and already in the elevator, alone, I'd get my mouth blown off a deep tongue kiss, terrible, rekindled with that and me too. One of those spring days and kisses in the elevator, we arrived at the apartment, entered, closed the door, she took off her jacket. I put away my college things and sat on the couch, she looked at me fixedly from ahead, already imagining what was to come. She gave me a foot to remove her high heel, and said

Give me the other foot, she takes off her shoes, keeps looking at me and slowly unbuttons her shirt that falls to the floor, keeps going down her bodice. Her nipples point straight ahead, always hard, warm. She keeps going down her pantsuit, which she unbuttons and lets fall to her feet, pulls it out with one foot and throws it towards where I'm sitting, looking at her, dazed. The black lace thong that she wore that day is lost in her Booty and marks her pussy fat, impressive, just imagine how it is, join your two thumbs and look at them, that's how it is. Since she's short, she puts on her heels again, looks at me and asks if I like it. She comes closer, bends down and kisses me with her tongue again, touches my bulge and says: 'yes, you can tell by looking at what you see, because this dick is hard and still, it's only mine...'. She gets up and walks to the kitchen, looks at me and says, come here.... She turns around and leans on the counter, asks me: 'like this, with your hands on the counter? Or like this?', while bending down, pulling her Booty back and leaning her arms on the counter, spreading her legs a little. Leaves a monumental view, I tell her to stay like that, lower her thong a bit, and it falls off, takes it off with one foot and leaves it in the other, above the heel, pulls out more of her Booty, I unbuckle my belt, very hot, open my pants, let them fall to my ankles, take off my boxer, my erect penis springs up like a spring, looks at me and says: 'that's how I like it', bends down more and presses her face to the counter, I grab her waist, touch her crotch, which is already dripping with fluids, very wet, no need to lubricate that cave of male desire, bend down a bit and penetrate her once, until my pelvis hits her Booty cheeks, stay there quiet, while she contorts, moans and screams, aaaaaa, as she arches her back as much as possible, that sudden and single penetration, strong, the '... She opened it all up, you can tell she's enjoying herself, when I start pumping slowly at first, entering and exiting, then faster without letting go of the belt, which I grabbed with both hands, with force. She screams muffled from pleasure, moans like a madwoman and finishes, squeezing my cock with her vaginal muscles as it enters and exits as much as possible, that compression makes me finish coming like a wild horse, I poured out my liters of youthful semen into her interior, I exit her interior and throw myself back against the wall, feeling exhausted and bewildered, looking at how she lies on top of the table with her head between her stretched arms, still, legs apart, using the word 'pussy' extremely open, and inside her thighs a mixture of vaginal fluids, semen, and sweat is dripping down to her knees, it stays like this for about two minutes, me exhausted, she takes off her boots and shoes, bends down, hugs me tightly, my nudity drives me crazy, she kisses me again, touches my face, looks at me, gets up and says: 'I'm going to the bathroom, you flooded me with cum, do I like you? Shower, lunch, and bed, come on?' That's already part of the next story...