"Max?..."
Following the voice, the temperature inside the tent fell by a degree.
Due to the absolute silence, not only Max, but Raven could also see a cautious silhouette casted by the bonfire outside, lingering close to the tent for a while.
However, as seconds ticked the silhouette moved away after getting no response.
"It’s my sister."
Feeling the coast was clear Max whispered, causing Raven to cast him a playful suspicious look.
"I see, you guys are quite close uh?"
"Yes." Responding with a neutral low whisper, Max looked at the location where the silhouette once stood. Feeling appreciative for unknown reasons.
"Anal doesn’t sound so good anymore knowing soone is probably awake. Why don’t you work things from above so that we can have a quick orgasm."
At the thought of how long their little fantasy would take to hatch into a morable euphoric mont if she grinded him slowly like they had been doing for the past twenty minutes, Aunt Raven acted with more caution than before. Proving that she had a leash on her craziness.
"Good."
After experiencing minutes of blissful torture, Max eagerly responded with a vigorous whisper.
With that they swapped their position.
"Hmmmm-" the mont she laid, Raven exhaled feeling the comfort over the spreadsheet.
Already above her, Max silently marveled at how thick and plumpy her thighs were just like she had done to his dick.
Not just penetrating her wet petals right away, he grabbed both of thighs, roaming his hands for a mont, he raised them and moved close to his knees.
Feeling his intent to penetrate her deep, Aunt Raven directly supported him by holding her own legs in place just right over her head.
"Hmmmm-" there was a little discomfort but compared to the pleasure she was going to get it was nothing.
Appreciative, since he no longer has to hold her legs, Max located the wet folds and inserted one of his fingers.
"Hmmmm-" following a brief stifled moan, Max spread both petals and directed his cock, making a successful penetration a mont later.
"Hmmmm- "
However, hearing his Aunt moan, Max stopped.
Just as Raven wondered the reason for Max’s sudden halt, she felt his finger part her lips, tasting her own juice. What followed next was sothing she didn’t expect.
"Hmmm– " Max successfully used both cups of her bra to muffle her moan by inserting them in her mouth.
"Hmmmm–" "Hmmm–" "Hmmm–"
Massaging her tits with one hand, Max held one of thighs and began pounding.
He wasn’t fast, even slower than steady but his thrust was much better than the slow torture cowgirl his Aunt had been giving.
"Mmmm–"
With each of his thrust his Aunt moaned sounded like a faulted whistle, little whispers that could barely be heard.
"You’re such a bitch aren’t you..." whispering these words, in the dim intent, Raven pupils dilated slightly.
Not from embarrassnt but from Max revealing his true colour at the mont.
There was no denying it though, holding her own legs for him to penetrate her tender hole. He often teased her by pulling out the slapping her folds before putting it back. In those monts she would often grab his cock and redirect it to its rightful location.
As they continued with their act, the temperature in the room rose up considerably and they both felt themselves brought to the peak of pleasure.
"Cum for bitch..." his whisper was the last straw needed to break his Aunt.
Clamping him between her legs, his cock buried deep inside her pussy walls. A big wave of euphoria washed over them both, and they froze.
’Fuck!’
In the depth of his mind, Max cursed out loud.
More than just his usual cum, the accumulated sexual torture from before caused him not just release what could be said to be his biggest load but saped him most of his strength.
On the other hand, Raven nestled into the comfort of the duvet as she temporarily lost feel of her legs.
However, the dampening feel of hot sen being spilled directly inside her womb caused her to lose all her strength...
"This was the best sex I’ve ever had..."
After a long mont of silence, about fifteen minutes or so later, Max heard his Aunt whisper, wrapping her hands over his head that was resting on her tities.
While the wave of heat from their body comforted each other, Max could tell that she was sincere with what she had said.
"Hmmm– I can still fill your cum inside my womb."
"You aren’t scared of being a father, are you?" whispering in a playful tone, the tent resud silence again.
"No..." after thinking about it for a mont, Max replied.
"That’s cool."
After another fifteen minutes of cuddling, they had both recovered most of their strength.
"Bye."
Unzipping the tent’s entrance, the bonfire outside had turned into burning charcoal.
Without turning back, Raven sneaked back to her tent.
"Damnation."
Just after zipping the tent, Max laid back and closed his eyes.
While he expected to have a good sleep, the lingering scent of sex and his Aunt’s kept him awake most of the ti until he finally couldn’t resist the allure of it.
...
The next morning.
"Alright, alright."
"Get your things and your bag too."
"This sucks."
"Look at your lazy ass."
"What a jealous thing to say, It’s bigger than yours."
"You didn’t have to rub it in my face though."
"Hehehe, ever heard of BBL?"
"Alright, you girls should stop it, no one is going to get a BBL, and Olivia you’re going to stop grow a big ass. Look at your mom and her sisters."
There was brief silence for a mont.
"... Definitely. How co I didn’t think of that all these while."
Listening to all these with a numb expression while staring up at the tent fabric in a daze, Max found it insanely taxing to stand up.
’Am I having sleep paralysis?’
"Why isn’t Max out yet?"
Reviews
All reviews (0)