Tomorrow when we woke up, I knew that the sex was going to get kinkier.
It was Saturday, and I was going home the next day, so I knew I was in for a good day. Ellen woke me up at seven. “Did you forget that we were going to go for a run together to get our genitals nice and sweaty?” I told her that I didn’t forget and that I was more than down. I hadn’t run in a while, so the two-mile jog kind of killed me but I told myself if my 50-year-old aunt could do it, my 21-year-old self was able to do it too.
It was hot out too, so by the time we got back we were both drenched in sweat.
When we got home, we made breakfast to eat and let the sweat dry to let the musk kick in and marinate. It was crazy helping my aunt cook breakfast while getting the occasional kiss on the lips, giving her ass the occasional smack, and getting my dick grabbed through my shorts every now and then.
I was hard even cooking breakfast with her, checking out her body which was so fucking sexy in her leggings, I just wanted to fuck her on the spot.
Soon enough, it was time for the first fuck of the day, and I knew it was going to be a good one with all the sexual tension in the air. We were both dying to fuck sloppy like some primates. When we made it to the bedroom, she let me know that it was her turn to worship first.
I obliged, dropped my pants, and laid on the bed with my back to the bedrest. She got to her knees and basically rammed her head into my dick.
Through my boxers, just like I did with her vagina the night before, she began sniffing and stroking my dick and balls before pulling them down to let my hard dick free. My balls were sweaty, and I didn’t shower, but she nevertheless sucked those sperm makers clean.
Again, it was an Aunty Ellen blowjob that I’ve learned to expect – perfect sloppy deep throating that puts me on the verge of busting a nut. I had to stop her before I actually did bust that nut and told her that it was my turn.
I had her lay down on her stomach and knew that I was going to absolutely worship her asshole since that was my favorite part of her post-jog thong musk.
I told her to keep everything on besides the top, she was topless in her tight, black, sweaty spandex leggings, socks, and (presumably) the thong that she was wearing for the run. I then had her lay down flat on her stomach on the bed, so her ass was nice and exposed.
When she was laying down on her stomach, I crawled up behind her, starting with her feet and sweaty socks. I rubbed them and smelled them as I took her socks off and started sucking her toes.
My cock was oozing precum knowing that I was about to experience the post-jog thongs at the source – which just two days ago were all I could have ever expected of Aunt Ellen’s holes.
When I was satisfied with her sweaty feet, I pushed them together to form a little hole for my cock before plunging my face directly into her bubble butt in the leggings.
I started to suffocate myself in her ass cheeks, grabbing her ass really hard and spreading the cheeks wide to inhale the spot by her asshole. All the while, I was pumping my dick through her foot hole like an absolute madman. I was able to smell her bootyhole musk through her pants, so I knew that the source would be dank.
After a minute of the leggings, I decided that it was time for them to go and pulled them right off her butt and threw them onto the ground.
I put my cock right back into her foot hole as I took in her pale white thighs and bubble butt from behind, laying there perfectly for me to eat for dinner. She was only wearing a tight little black g-string. With that, I got right up close to her ass and plunged my head face first into her bare bubble butt.
I palmed each ass cheek and spread the cheeks as wide as I could to see her clean-shaven pink bootyhole wrinkles peeking through her little black g-string.
I absolutely lost it – my cock was pumping her feet as I kept those ass cheeks spread wide. I put my nose directly onto the part of her thong that struggled to cover her post-jog sweaty asshole and inhaled that booty hole through the thong. I let out a deep “ahhhhhhhh” in satisfaction after breathing in my aunt’s musky butthole.
Again, my cock was on out pilot going absolutely crazy fucking her feet as I inhaled and kissed her asshole through the thong.
I wasn’t able to resist busting my nut if I kept it up for much longer, but I couldn’t resist eating her bare, sweaty, butthole. With that, and my face being a few inches from the asshole, I spread the thong all the way to the side and spread her ass cheeks even harder than both times.
I was staring directly into my Aunt’s pink shit hole with her feet wrapped around my cock before I gave it the deepest inhale I ever took in my life – “fucking delicious,” I exclaimed after breathing it in. Aunt Ellen was absolutely loving the asshole worship, as she was moaning even from the sensation of my lips directly kissing her asshole wrinkles.
Aunt Ellen screwed up once her thong was out of the question and I was directly worshipping her asshole.
She made the fatal error of commanding me to “eat Aunty’s stinky asshole baby.” I absolutely lost it hearing those words from my aunt right after inhaling her sweaty stinkhole. My tongue immediately covered up the entirety of her asshole as I began sucking it clean and pounding my cock through her feet. It was fucking delicious: all I could do was grunt like a gorilla in pleasure with each slobbery lick of her sweaty butthole.
Before I knew it, pump after pump of super sticky semen was all over her bedsheets between her legs.
“Awwwww,” she moaned when she realized the nasty talk about her butthole pulled the nut from my sack. I apologized and told her that I couldn’t hold back anymore as I was in heaven. She said that it was okay, but that I needed to be ready to give her dick within the next ten minutes as I watched her masturbate with her dildo.
With that, she got set up, grabbed her vibrator, put it on high and I got a front row seat to watching her pleasure her vagina. We had sex the rest of the day, but it wasn’t until the next time I came over that she let my cock enjoy her asshole.
Unfortunately for me, it turned out to be almost half a year before I got to witness the tip of my rock-solid, lubed-up cock force its way into her puckered asshole.
Each time I saw her between our first fuck and our first anal were brief one day encounters.
She visited my family for Christmas about five months after our last fuck, and she didn’t even spend the night. I wouldn’t have been able to use her holes at my house even if I wanted to, no way would she risk fucking with my parents at home.
I was horny as fuck for her musk and I even tried to convince her to get a hotel room nearby so I could come fuck her brains out, but she told me that I would just have to be a good boy and wait for aunty so we can have a proper love-making weekend.
However, as a treat for me, when she came over, she brought the stinky, sweaty, musky thong she wore all day which included her run on the treadmill that morning.