Víspera de Año Nuevo: Mi tía Mariana

Hello. I'm back, Nicolas, to tell you about my incredible days in Mendoza. The idea was to go back and spend December 31st and January 1st in Buenos Aires, but my uncles insisted and we stayed there for the new year. The 25th I woke up and heard Larissa's laughter from my cousin by the pool. Along with her laughs, someone else's could be heard, who later turned out to be her boyfriend Mateo. A rugby player dude that seemed like a total stud at first impression. I have to admit the guy had a great package and on top of that a body totally marked, but okay. My consolation was that the day before, I had hooked up with his girlfriend. The way things were going made me think I didn't have a chance of hooking up with my cousin again. December 27th, my uncle took us to lunch at a famous winery's restaurant and I don't remember having eaten and drunk so well in my life. The scenery was beautiful and to top it all off with the wine effect, my cousin didn't come up with a better idea than starting to touch me under the table. We were like that when I looked up and saw my Aunt Mariana's piercing eyes, my mother's sister and Barbara's mother, looking at me as if she was penetrating me with her intensity. I ran my hand over my cousin and said -       Dumbass, be careful, your old lady saw us -       Seriously? -       If my cousin calmed down the other day, my aunt uploads a photo of her state of dress on Christmas. It was a loose-fitting dress that slightly revealed her underwear, also white. I comment on it with how beautiful is my aunt and put a little heart emoji. She takes my comment and says -       I'm an old lady for a little fire -       No auntie, you deserve more than a little spark – I threw her       You'd better be careful with what you do to your little sister under the table. It was obvious that he had seen us, but if I mentioned it, like when passing by, it was because it hadn't bothered him much.       These are games, aunt, nothing more       There are games and games and you're not tankies anymore -       You're right aunt.       You're young, handsome and your cousin is very good, so be careful       If yes, aunt, Thanks, my cousin went out for you-       Haha don't try to seduce me so I won't get annoyed       No, I swear I think that, you're very good – I let out       I am my mom's sister, you're bold, hahaaha
I swear that until I read the haha my heart was beating with fear and anxiety. Then I relaxed and decided not to risk it with my aunt
The day 30, I remember with precision, my aunt posts on her WhatsApp status, a photo of my mom, both in a swimsuit and they look very good together. My mother wears an entire mesh suit and my aunt has a white bikini with triangles that contrasts perfectly with her bronze skin containing two beautiful breasts, operated on of course, and where you can see some erect nipples trying to drill through the fine fabric.
I didn't hesitate to comment
-       You're looking good, aunt-       Thanks Nico – it was his response and maybe that emboldened me to take the next step       If you weren't my aunt... I thought I had gone to hell. I knew I had taken a big risk with that comment and maybe it was because of that that I left the phone aside with fear of the response that could come from my aunt. The response arrived.       What a sly nephew I have, eh! I had taken it well, that gave me spirit and I threw at him again -       If auntie, I'm a scamp, but it's true that you're very good and if you weren't my aunt... Read Writing... on the screen and my heart was pounding       If it weren't your aunt, what? It was what I expected, but I didn't know how to put it without going crazy and thought that's exactly what I had to put up with: -       If you weren't my aunt I would have gone away with what I was going to say about your body. Now yes, the ball was in my court, it would animate to raise the tone of the conversation -       Fuck you permission to go to hell. That made me think quite a bit and I don't know how to respond to him. I took some time and he came back with-       Aren't you going to tell me something sweet?       Yes, auntie, it's very pretty, but it's strong       I'm 47 years old, kiddo, nothing can seem so strong to me -       So being... I said it - and I told myself 'whatever God wants' -       You've got beautiful tits, auntie
I was looking at the phone and the word Writing wasn't appearing, but it was still online or so I was looking at the screen. Or not. The truth is that doubts began to take hold of me and I feared the worst, that my aunt would be offended, but she didn't -       Ahhh look how nice you are, I like what you're telling me       Yes, aunt is the truth       How can you like the tits of a 47-year-old old woman -       Auntie, your tits are perfect, they're beautiful, you're beautiful – I came with everything. I didn't wait to read what came next.       Don't get hot with an old lady and even less a cousin       Sorry, it's late, haha! I swear I put the haha to lighten up because I was feeling like putting anything.       Mmmmm are you hot now? Look at that piggy! Come on auntie!       It's a combination of factors...       What combination of factors?       One, you're very good. Two, seeing you in a mesh top with those beautiful tits. Three, being my aunt turns me on.       Ah, but how strong what you're saying is, but do you want me to tell the truth?       Yes, auntie, tell me now that I didn't expect such a response from you. My cock jumped when I read -       This conversation heats me up, also       Well, we're at it, then – I said to respond quickly afterwards. Next, she sent me a photo where you could see her in the mirror of her room, wearing lingerie, posed sideways, with her bottom fully inserted into the booty and her tits about to burst out of her white corset. She took care not to show her face -       I'm sending you this photito just for you, eye what you do with it. I didn't know what to do and I said to myself: if we've made it this far, why not? I took a picture of my inflated luggage and sent it -       This is how you left me, aunt. Her response didn't take long to arrive.       Ummmm how good that looks, but I prefer to stay here Felt an enormous void when you responded to my sorrow -       It's okay, auntie, I'm sending you a kiss -       I also send you a kiss, beautiful – it put me on       I'm going to bed for a little while       Don't you think that's going to relieve yourself? What was wrong with my aunt? Did she want to cut or keep on going? I didn't understand her message and replied -       Probably yes, I'm going to the bathroom       I like this way, you can think about Tutia's tits, fuck you permission-       Thanks – I came
She nailed it, but I felt satisfied with everything achieved.
I got into the bathroom and didn't take more than 20 shakes in front of the hand-washing sink.
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