Title of my dreams 7

From that wonderful day onwards, I had nothing to complain about anymore because all the sexual fantasies I'd nurtured since childhood were fulfilled and two women at my disposal who were becoming true masters in the art of mischief: On one hand Aunt Sonia always inventing strange positions and wanting to fuck everywhere and on the other aunt Elisa who seemed always trying to please me as if she was afraid of hurting myself or making me nervous for fear there would be another argument between us and she might end up without her lover once your husband is gone. For a long time, it didn't correspond to his desires as a woman. This behavior of Aunt Elisa only made me sure that I had really tamed this beast, finished with her pose as the mistress of reason and a perfect wife, but in no way did I intend to subdue it or make it feel diminished because I was fully fulfilled by my two wives. The days went by and whenever I had the opportunity, Aunt Sonia and Auntie Elisa would call me in an attempt to meet all three of us but it wasn't easy because when one could, the other was totally unable so my way was just to settle for one woman at a time and this is one of those times that I almost gave myself up being forced not to look for them anymore in their respective homes. Aunt Elisa always uses the word "conversate" when she wants to have sex with me. At first, I thought that she was saying it perhaps fearing some phone tapping or something like that, but I came to the conclusion that it is typical of her personality to always keep a low profile, even though there were no reasons for her husband to suspect anything because we never gave up our flag. She was really very beautiful, wearing a fairly short dress that accentuated her form and showed off those delightful thighs. It wasn't until she sat down that I could see how short the outfit was because now the edge of the dress made it easy to show off her smooth thighs leaving me with water in my mouth and uncompressed at heart since I was sitting on the couch across from her. I couldn't resist the sight and got up, sat down next to her in an attempt also not to get too excited (which is very difficult with a woman like that), rush off and stop enjoying this whole night which I thought was ahead of me. We talked about some family problems and I decided to ask her how she had been since that day. She replied: - You know James, I feel like I have become another woman...I am changed.....I don't get angry for nothing anymore as before, I have much more patience....I feel more liberal.....that day did me a lot of good even though it was hurt by your brutality. Hearing that little joke, she couldn't contain herself and burst into a laugh which seemed to have no end. And seeing her like this I could not resist pulling her in my arms and giving her a long hot kiss on the warm wet mouth with which I was promptly rewarded while my left hand ran across her full breasts and down her thighs trying to snuggle between them. My left hand reached into her pussy, and as you'd expect it was already showing signs of moisture. It reminded me of the days when I used to be a little boy sitting alone at home blowing off steam all day long thinking about my aunts. And now here I am with this woman who is completely mine and capable of fulfilling every wish that I have ever had. At that moment, Aunt Elisa interrupted our kiss and said looking deep into my eyes as if she was searching for something to inspire herself: - James I want to be yours so you can have me all night long like it's the first time. I wanna feel feminine, feel your own and do everything with me what Sonya does....I will do anything to make you think I am better than her...and I got nothing but this because apart from my marriage not being very good, I was kind of at a loss for words because I didn't understand what she was trying to say and felt some possessiveness on her part going so far as to think that it might one day get in the way of our relationship, but as if not shaken by this statement I replied: "Calm down my hot tittie you don't have to prove yourself better than anyone else. Just let go and surrender and you will be surprised with what you are capable of doing". And having said that we stood up and got into that nice rubbing-rubbing. Embracing her, I lifted up her dress with one hand and as I took hold of her butt, I could see how much that woman had really changed....she was wearing a tiny underwear completely buried in the bottom, something she never wore because I always observed her wearing lycra trousers and their panties were always hip-tops. Anyone who stooped to look at her under the dress could have sworn that she had nothing on, and noticing my surprise when I said this, she told me: "I did say you'd changed but it seems like you didn't believe so much that you were surprised...didn't you?" - It is true, aunt. And having said that, I unzipped your gown, sat down on the couch and made myself sit in my lap with legs around my waist and fell face-down into those white melons and holding onto my hair began saying: "How come I took such a long time to give up? How much time I wasted dedicating myself to a man who never made me into a real woman, and the pleasure was so close to me that I could never see...go my boy, breast on your titties, boob.....use those tits, bite everything, suck, lick, go my boy....my freakish bastard. In this, holding her with my left hand, I took my right hand to his butt and began massaging it over the panties or rather on the little thread that covered his ass and she kept saying: "I already want my arse, you bastard!! But you'll have to wait because the night is too long....I want you to be crazy, get excited until you can no longer hold out and beg to put in my ass. Aunt Elisa now started letting go and said:" -Aaaai James .... treat me like a whore, go ... suck your dick, tell me piranha as that day, I don't care, I want to be yours. Realizing that he was the master of this situation, I got up and put her on all fours and stood in front of him. I held his face with both hands and said looking into his eyes: Suck my cock, slut.....suck until I tell you to stop, piranha! Those words only made me more and more excited, and Aunt Elisa without wasting any time opened my trousers and as I pulled them down, my cock leaped out of the way, hitting her chin and she let loose a naughty smile and looking into my eyes brought her warm mouth up to my dick and gave a kiss on that red head which was already completely smothered and kept staring at me started a very slow pucker swallowing all he could then press it with his lips back towards his head and stayed like this for quite some time while saying: You want me to treat you the same way I treated Aunt Sonia's piranha, don't you whore? Because I will do your bidding, Piranha.....this......suck it all.....feel the taste of your macho, feel....aaaahhh.......tiiiiaaaaa........what a bitch you are...your quenga. I held her in my hair and time after time pushed my stick into her throat until she could hold on and at some point she outlined any reaction, which made me sure that she really was willing to dethrone Auntie Sonya. At that point, I bent my body down and pulled his panties to the side and began massaging his pubic area. His sucking started getting more vigorous as I stepped up the pace of massage, so I put two fingers in her pussy... Anticipating that she would not take long to mock, I made her get up, took her in my arms and laid her on the sofa with her ass raised and started licking all of her butt and, unable to resist, opened her bands and with the tip of her tongue, began rubbing her buttocks and she started taking little shocks and stopping every bite at her pink bottom. What a gorgeous bunny!!! That drove me crazy and seemed to be driving her much more insane because now she was tearing out her arse and offering me all this white meat for my delight. I started biting all over his ass, exaggerating my passion for an arse especially that one and stood on the bastard's back a long time and climbed up to his neck and noticed how beautiful this woman was even though she was in her 40s before losing control of the situation and starting fucking this woman like an animal in heat. We took off all our clothes and in a totally thoughtless act, I folded up my clothing and put it next to the shelf beside the shoes and we lay down on the carpet and stood looking at each other and fondling one another, something that I had never done with Aunt Sonia. I looked at her little pink skirt completely shaved and was wondering how a man could not feel more excitement for a woman like this and suddenly Auntie Elisa held my chin with one of her hands and gave me a tongue kiss as she hadn't received since long ago and we were in that kiss for a very long time. At that time of the events, it was already past 11 o'clock at night and Aunt Elisa got up called me and holding my stick dragged me to her room. When I arrived there she stood on top of the bed pulled me by my hair burying my face in those breasts and wasting no time and started again biting and sucking these wonders of nature is when she said: "I have come as far as you can ... makes a woman". And as he said that, it hung around my neck and intertwined my body with his legs... ..and fixed my dick into the opening of her pussy. So wet, I let my cock lodge all at once in its interior making an aaaaahhhh sound from my auntie. I remembered that I had told her to be affectionate and started controlling the ups-and-downs of her body, making me feel all the cravings I felt for her. And when I least expected it, she would mock by letting my legs drain away from her any result of their mockery. My aunt was now utterly without strength and her legs began to come loose from my waist, and at that very moment as if lightning had struck me on the head I heard the door slam. Few people can possibly imagine what it felt like for me in that hour. The pulse went out of rhythm around my neck and a chill ran through my whole body and in an act of pure reflection all I could do was say: He has arrived! And I threw myself under the bed while Aunt Elisa rushed into the bathroom in the suite. I don't know if it was the pottery freezing my back that worried me, or Aunt Elisa's husband who had already started walking down the hall to his room. His feet were visible underneath a long blanket covering the bed and all thoughts came into my head at once: how would he get out of this? I began to swear that I would never meet her again in this house and started hoping he wouldn't come back into the room. All these thoughts took over my head for a matter of seconds, starting to frighten me. I thought about how short life can be and dangerous. At that moment, he called my aunt and went to the bathroom. That was when my aunty said she was surprised to see him at home and he justified it by saying that his trip had been postponed but the dialogue between them wasn't very friendly; they only talked about what was necessary. He asked if she had just arrived and why her clothes were lying on the floor of the room. Luckily, he did not see the glasses on the ground. She gave an answer that I didn't hear right, so he went back to sit in bed, took off his shoes and put on his slippers. That was when it calmed me down hearing him say: "You crazy for a bath!!! Never has the word 'bathroom' sounded so good to my ears and there I saw my chance to get away with it". As soon as my auntie came out from the bath wrapped up in a towel, he immediately walked inside and realized they really had been arguing because no more words were exchanged between them. When he entered the bathroom, I decided to be cautious and waited for him to open the shower. Aunt Elisa, discreet as always, acted naturally by sitting on the bed brushing her hair. Ten minutes went by with no sound of the bloody shower coming in. I started thinking that he was suspicious about something but felt a tremendous relief when I heard the booth closing and the sound of it being turned on. I didn't waste any time and was surprised at how quickly I got up and ran into the living room with my back completely frozen from the ceramic floor. While I was getting dressed, Aunt Elisa from the bedroom door watched and signaled that everything was okay. She came up to me and gave me a kiss asking for calm and smiling at my despair. I opened the door and told her: "Get your glasses off the floor!" And didn't even care about waiting for an elevator. I went down the stairs like crazy and only felt safe when I got into the car. I started running out as fast as I could. On the way there I kept thinking what would happen if he caught me naked under his bed. I don't think I had ever been so distressed in all of my life. That night I couldn't sleep well and often the whole situation came to my mind. The next day I could already laugh about it, so I decided to call Aunt Elisa but no one was answering the phone. When I got home, Aunt Elisa stood at the door of my apartment with a purse hanging from her shoulders and wearing very tight trousers. She was smiling as she embraced me discreetly; when we walked in, I went to take a bath while she prepared some juice because it was so hot. Upon coming out of the bathroom, Aunty Elisa wore what excites me most: white stockings and leather straps. I dropped the towel and walked towards her. She held my face with a smile, kissed me passionately and whispered in my ear words that left me completely confused: "I'm crazy about you...to tell you the truth, I have always had an enormous crush on you but always tried hard to hide it". Yesterday, when you said that I wanted to be yours and want to be better than Sonya it was an attempt to make you stay only with me. And after yesterday's argument with Raul, I think the time has come for you to know everything....I wanna be your woman...your wife.....only yours and don't care about anything else. Now I just want to live life. But she could not believe those words and was sure that this feeling was only because I had possessed her at the moment when she needed it most, and given her a pleasure which her husband never provided. She then went on: - You needn't be surprised no...it is true but I am not asking you to marry me no. And saying that, he started laughing and looking at me maliciously, grabbed my stick and lifting up one of the legs pulled his panties to the side and snagged my scrotum into the entrance of her bottle by holding it against my neck as she crossed her legs around my waist. I gripped her butt, began raising and lowering her on top of my stick, feeling this hot bucket like a charcoal wrapping all over my dick and understood how good it would be to have that woman available now that I was away from home and afflicted with some sort of enchantment. I possessed my aunt in the most affectionate way that I knew, tearing out moans and love oaths from my little whore. (by the way, not bitch, slut because with those pair of rolling thighs it's even mean to call all that meat diminutive adjectives.)