The friend of Aunt Marcela

It was a party at Aunt Marcela's house, the house was full, a lot of people, it was her birthday, a lot of family, a lot of strangers. It took me a while to understand, it's never happened to me, the crown wouldn't take his eyes off me, discreet, not brazen, but every now and then we'd look at each other. I thought it was strange, I was willing to flirt with the boys and just that day it was the old woman who admired me. Not that Octavia was an ugly woman. On the contrary, fine educated, very well dressed. A short haircut that made her look younger. Black hair with golden reflections at the tips. Skinny body, long legs. I deduced that she must be over fifty, she was a friend of her aunt. It didn't bother me, I liked it, I always got excited when people admired me, but it was the boys, I've never had a woman sing for me, not even in college, and now she's there, drying me with class. I thought it was funny, especially because I was getting ready for the day, orange dress with a button on the bottom, and I was wearing a bow tie, a clamp, so much so that my aunt noticed me. ♪ ♪ - If you take care girl, with those bangs off you'll make your cousins excited. - What aunt! You are beautiful. ♪ ♪ She didn't know who was enchanted by me, so I went to find out who the owner was, and I did some digging, and I found out the story: a widow, a couple of kids living out of town, doing well. It went on like this until she disappeared, I didn't see the crown anymore, I thought it was gone, I forgot, I fucked the guys again, but nothing very interesting or free. It's just that one hour ago I needed to go to the bathroom and Octavia doesn't seem to be getting out. ♪ ♪ - Hi, there. I like your hair, a beautiful dress. - How do you know my name? - Your aunt told me. I was curious, 'who is this girl Marcela? Beautiful girl' and then she told me. I know everything about you now. I think your name is beautiful. And he gave me that look, and I was all over the place, and of course it was a song, the good kind, and I looked at his hands, trying to figure out what to say. I already knew, but it was better to show that I didn't care about her so much. I'm jealous of your age, of your time, especially with a body like that. He put his hair on my shoulder, he looked at me with his steady, shining eyes, the smile on his face, and I loved it. - But what's your name? Octavia, dear, a long-time friend of your aunt, ours, since the first pregnancy, the two of us. - True, but nice to meet you. Now go, you must be tight I'm here talking nonsense. - Bye, team. - Bye, see you later. ♪ ♪ I liked the chatter, I liked the nice manner, but what came next I didn't expect, not with the guys I'm so thrown, but with Octavia it was far beyond what I imagined. I came out of the bathroom towards the living room. I went to sit where I was and it's not that Octavia was there, sitting listening to the girl's chatter. I sat next to her and she started talking, a long, deep, and increasingly intimate chat. I even learned about Aunt Marcela's secrets. I don't know how long the conversation went on, I only know that I saw Octavia becoming more and more fascinated by me and I becoming more and more attracted to her. A strange but very pleasant relationship. And Octavia knew not to give a flag, not to let the others know what was going on between us. She would eat me with her eyes from time to time. And I just love it when someone looks at me like that. It's a crack, it makes me... wet. And she by the way knew how to conquer me. But I thought that was all it was going to be, nothing more than mutual admiration, because I was straight as a sheet, and I got turned on by boys and boobs and boobs and boobs and boobs and boobs and boobs. So it wasn't meant to roll, it just rolled, and at the end of the party, when it was just the two of us, I crossed my legs and she gave me this check, and discreetly, she put her hand between our thighs, and with her little finger, she started caressing my thigh. I looked to the side to see if anyone understood, and nothing. And the finger kept smoothing my skin, she didn't say anything and I even less. We stayed like this for a while, every now and then I looked at her, we smiled without saying a word. Until Octavia took the opportunity and touched my thigh. I think your thigh is beautiful, Marina. You take care of yourself, we'll see. I don't know. I got scared, I almost choked. She gave me that look, her look said it all. She wanted me to be hers. It was getting dangerous. But I accepted the game and returned in the same measure. - What if I want to? She laughed, took a sip from the cup in her hand, and I saw her looking at Aunt Marcela, and the two of them talking through their eyes, and I thought it was strange, but I don't know, it was just my imagination. - Do you want me to drive you home? - I came with my parents, but I think they're gone. - Then come, or you'll be late. We left, and on the way we said goodbye to our aunt. I'm going to steal your niece. I'm glad you two have become friends, but take good care of her. I'm going to give Marina some advice, open her niece's eyes. Then I think Marina is gonna love this night, it's gonna be unforgettable. - I'll see you. Take care of yourself. We're going out. - What did she mean by that? - You know how your aunt is. ♪ ♪ We went, and we checked into the first motel that Octavia could find, a luxury, it wasn't my first, but I've never stayed in a suite like that, it even had a hot tub, it was the best bath I've ever had outside of the house. That's where it all came together, that's where I opened up to the bi world, and I was playing with the foam like a little girl, and I didn't even notice when Octavia showed up in a beige robe. - How hot is Marina? Come on in, you're going down. She laughed and untied the noose. She was opening the sides very slowly, showing me her body. I swear, I didn't expect so much. Octavia was a skinny crown. The full, well-drawn breasts, the pink nipples. Will I reach her age like this? I doubt it. But I confess it made my mouth water to see that naked woman in front of me. The perfect belly, the well-groomed vagina, the well-worked thighs, it excited me to see Octavia flaunting herself to me, even more so when she gently bent one knee, leaving one foot resting only on the tips of her fingers, as all women do when they want to leave their lovers glazed. - Do you like it? - You're beautiful, Ottavia, anyone would drool at the sight of you. This night is all about you. Her eyes, a mixture of elegance and pure filth, combined with naughty laughter, she walked in with the water up to her knees, stood in front of me. - Your thighs are beautiful. - Just them? You are fantastic. - So take it, don't be shy, I like it when you caress me, I dreamt about it last night. - I did? - Who else would it be? We laughed. I put my hand on my knee. I felt the firmness of the muscle, the softness of the skin. Octavia groaned and opened her legs, let me see the extension of the vagina, the hair on her forehead a thin thread, her lips folded with the dark tips. You could admire the curvature of her hips. Octavia was a woman's boner. She couldn't help but be affected. Put your hand here, your finger, feel it. I caressed Octavia's vulva, with my fingertip I opened her lips, massaged her groin. - There's a melody in here. Because of you, Marina, I've been up all night preparing for you. I did the best I knew how, left my new friend even more lubricated, a thicker jelly coming out, and she moaned with her eyes closed. It burned my body, and knowing that I could turn my wife on like that was too much for me, and it made my mouth water to think what she would do to me. - What are you doing? To make a woman groan at her fingertips, a novelty so exciting that it left my vagina burning, and the best part was us facing each other, her grabbing my hair and staring at me. It was obvious that Octavia was out to get me and I was out to get her. Octavia gave a loud grunt, her legs trembled. I saw that she was going to mock. The first time, I did it without thinking. I plunged my face between her thighs and kissed her lips, stuck my tongue and drank her taste. The taste of Octavia in my mouth and she grabbed, almost shaking her hair, rubbing my face on her body. That's all I expected from you. I smiled coyly and she bent my neck and bent down to look for my mouth. It was my first kiss with another woman, and it wasn't the best, but it was special, and I'll never forget it, the way our tongues curled up in my mouth, the taste of her mouth mixing with our saliva. It was by instinct, I did it without thinking, still in the kiss I touched the center of Octavia again. I stuck my fingers in and they disappeared bitten by the vagina. I had only done it to myself before, now it was someone else's. The wet noise of the xana, the sweaty heat of the vulva. Octavia still catching fire and the drooling kiss rolling loose. I started fucking Octavia with my fingers, making her tense and red-faced, and I became even more perverted, loving to feel my fist going in and out of her vulva. You're fucking with me, girl! Octavia teased me with a spit in the face, and I stabbed the girl by scratching the inside of her vagina, the exact spot where nobody can stand it. You're the only one who's ever been here. I smoothed her clitoris with my thumb, twisting it around, and I felt the smell of a booty in the heat, and Octavia vibrated all over me, groaning and grumbling like a slave to my touch, and I was enchanted by it all, and I was wrapped in my shivering body, and my breasts were warm, and my beaks were hard as stone. Marina, I'm going to make fun of you again. I can't stand Octavia, I want to drink. - Oh, my God! - I want to suck your juice. I don't know where that girl came from who was so abused that I became like her, but it was too much for Octavia, it made her shake like an earthquake. I'm going to go to the bathroom, and I'm going to go to the bathroom. The sweet juice, gave a sneeze. The strong smell of an orgasm. I tightened my face and did as I imagined, opened my mouth and swallowed the splash. Almost a pee, with the taste of a mature woman. That was amazing! And I still got through it all. - That's crazy girl, you're hotter than I thought. You left me like this, my new friend. - Just a friend? - Of course not, you are so sweet, so warm, so beautiful. You're gonna make me fall in love with you, and I haven't even tried it yet. - You want to test me now? - Then let me bathe first. I learned a lot about kissing in that bathtub. I was amazed, but I realized that Octavia was saving the best for the bedroom. That only inflamed me, that was making me even more mad with desire. My cheek pulsing, burning inside, the forehead getting harder and she stroking my breasts, exciting my vulva. Just to keep me from getting cold. A torture. It was until she thought I was ready. I think you'll like it. - Am I going? I spoke with my teeth bared, with the enchanted laugh of one who knows she's about to be well fucked, eaten by a beautiful, tasty crown, as stubby as Octavia, and she brushed my chin, kissed the tip of my nose, and called. - Come with me. I splashed it all over the bed, washed and naked, and I looked at the clock, and I got a fright. My mom's going to kill me! Make up an excuse, say you slept at a friend's house. And your aunt can still say she saw us hanging out. Marcela and I have our agreements. - Do you agree? Do you want me to take you home now? She knelt on the edge of the soft bed, admiring my body, that look of someone who's crazy to eat you, made me burn again, that look that drives me crazy, I was almost boiling. I opened my legs in an arch, I exposed myself, I stiffened my forehead, I showed with all my muscles what I wanted most, I felt my breasts grow hard, I left Octavia with her mouth open, her eyes glazed, almost drooling, she sat on the side, between my legs. I started sliding my hands along the sides of my body, just to provoke, and I held them over my thighs, and I went down to massage my groin, and I closed my eyes, and I bent my neck, and the short moans came. Let me see. I opened my legs and showed my attributes, I began to smooth my lips, they felt wet from the bath, but also sweaty, burning, I began to touch myself to her, in front of her, shameless and dizzy. Octavia took control of the masturbation, cheerfully, her fingers opened my flesh, exposing the pink inside, she played with my grill. I love yours, little man. I've got to get out of here. She started waving her fingers right on my lips, with one hand she was playing with my grill, with the other she was driving me crazy with her fingers, and I was sticking my forehead up, leaning on my ankles, arms outstretched, hands outstretched, toes pointing. I'm going to go to the bathroom. I'd turn my head like a madman, back and forth, my body vibrating, and a sweet liquid pouring down the middle of my legs. Let him come, his aunt likes to see him. Octavia, you are not my aunt! I'm old enough to be, aren't I? - Don't talk like that, don't act like that! Oh, that's very nice, Marina, that's very nice, that's very nice, the way I like it. Her fingers were working inside me, I was trembling and moaning, my hands clutching at the silk of the bed, my fingernails twitching, and there she was, making me more and more promiscuous, almost a slut. - That pumpkin deserves a kiss from Aunt Octavia. - You're not my aunt! - But I'm old enough to be. - But I want you as my... - Your what? - It's my wife. She came down smiling, wrapped me in her skilled mouth, licked my clitoris, sucked my lips, bit and stretched my skin, raised my legs, bent my knees, and I was ready to wet my mistress's mouth. Octavia's face sunk in a tongue-kiss in my core, and I'm shaking like a jelly, my cheek boiled, my breasts pointed like two towers. Marina, let me drink your juice, I know it's sweet. Octavia grabbed my ass with one of her hands and I rubbed her face all over my body. Oh, my God, what is this? She plunged her thumb into my anus, he entered the act, I was caught by surprise. That I did not expect. It was stronger than me. I shouted loudly, a scream! A strong, hot stream came out, it had never happened before, so I splashed a lot, wet the bed and her face. What happened? - It's your first time, Marina. She spoke and I agreed. I thought that would be enough, but she wanted more. We exchanged a long kiss, the best kiss of the night. Tongues licking, our tastes mixing. Occasionally Octavia daringly stirred her tongue, spit and sucked our flavors. It was like this I don't know how long. All I know is that I wanted that kiss to never end. Only crazy Octavia wanted more of me, she was getting hot, she was going down slowly, until she reached my waist, she was admiring my hair, stretching, pulling and looking at me from there. - More, is it? And I know that's what you need to turn into a woman. With that confident voice, that old-fashioned woman's voice, and that bitch's smile, I opened my legs again, and she started sticking her fingers in my opening, and I got scared, but she kept opening up, expanding my boundaries. Relax just a little bit, you'll like it. - What's that? I was lubricated, it was easier than I expected, Octavia's hand went almost all the way in, I felt the burning, a pressure on the walls, Octavia was breaking me, deflowering me for good. - Octavia, my God! That's right, Marina, you're mine now. I'm going to have fun. Octavia was fucking me like never before, her hand going in and out of my wrist, and I didn't even know I could, and it was clouding my vision, making me tense. - What is this? Oooohhh! Come on, girl, let it out, splash that beautiful thing, show your new aunt. Aunt, you're my girlfriend now. - Girlfriend, you swear? She fucked me harder, it was enough, I got a strong splash, intense and hot, stronger than before, stronger than Octavia's. I'm going to go to the bathroom. - Now you're not a virgin anymore. We embraced, she showed her wet hand. She sucked two fingers and offered me the others. It was the first time I felt my own taste. But the best thing was the crazy kiss we gave each other afterwards. It was a crazy thing. I know that Octavia made fun of me again, moaned in my mouth like a man. It was so tasty, one kiss better than another. The best part of sex is what comes after, and I think we slept, but when I looked at the new doctor's watch, I got a fright. - Four and a half, Octavia. ♪ ♪ She left me on the doorstep, all dengue, almost like a girlfriend, and I was terrified of the hours. Don't forget to call me. I'll give you a call. - Not like that, a real one. - The doorman is looking at Octavia. - I bet he'd like that. - Don't talk like that, it doesn't make me more nervous. I gave her a quick kiss and left in a hurry. - See you don't forget to call me girl. - I'll call you, I'll call Ottawa. And that's how our affair began. If you like it, leave it in the comments, and maybe I'll tell you more. Kisses to you, Marina!