Combine that killer body with the glamorous face of a movie star, with fiery brown eyes and long hair that framed her face like an angel, well, Jide couldn’t think of any woman more beautiful, more stylish, or cock-hardening sexy.
Yes, his aunty Folake was the woman who was front and center in every fantasy he had. He couldn’t even count the number of times he had jerked off thinking about driving his huge cock deep into all three of her hot mature holes, filling her with load after loads of cum until the stuff was just running out of her, her pretty face and massive breasts absolutely swimming with a shimmering coating of jizz. No others could ever take her place.
As he drove, Jide found his stiffening penis needed adjusting again, those thoughts of his aunty making that slumbering cock try to stand up and salute. He couldn’t wait to see her again, if only just to bask in her beauty, which he figured was as good as it was ever going to get. Sadly, that was all he could do, as much as he wished for more.
He reached down and cranked up the radio, trying to take his mind of those sexual fantasies, which he knew were always lurking in his perverted brain, as much as he tried to subdue them. With the window open and the dusty Lagos air flowing over him like a comforting cloak, he pressed on the accelerator, anxious to get home.
***
A few minutes before noon, Jide swung his car into the garage and shut it down. The midday sun lit up the house, a large two-storey home in an elite neighborhood of Victoria Island. His uncle had done well as an airport manager, and the family lived quite a comfortable existence, as did all the residents in this somewhat affluent neighborhood.
Jide quietly closed the door to the car and used his key to open the front door as softly as he could, wanting to surprise his aunty with his early arrival. He was surprised to hear nothing after entering the house. He had expected the sound of the usual Christmas carols that his aunty liked to play at this time of year resonating throughout the house. But there was no sound at all; everything was quiet as a tomb.
He made his way through the kitchen and opened the door to the garage. Hmm, I wonder what’s going on? he asked himself after spotting both of his uncle and aunt’s cars in their usual spots. He had expected that his uncle’s car might not be there, but with both cars sitting there, he wondered where his aunty was. Returning to the house, he was just about to check the backyard to see if she was out by the pool.
As he moved towards the large set of doors, he heard a low moaning sound from above. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes racing up the curving staircase to the second floor.
“Ohhnnn…” Another soft groan followed, the muffled sound drifting down the staircase. He could tell instinctively that it wasn’t a moan of pain, that much he could tell right away. He had been with enough women in his life to know what that sound was all about.
Were his uncle and aunty making love upstairs? No, they couldn’t be. He knew from his phone call earlier in the week that his uncle had gone to Kano for a few days for a business meeting. He wasn’t due home until later this afternoon as well. As another moan filtered down from above, Jide’s mind started racing…did his aunty have a lover? He shook that off, knowing his mind was playing tricks on him.
He couldn’t see it. The logical answer was that either his uncle had come home early, or…or his aunty was up there on her own. And he knew what that meant.
With his curiosity piqued, he slowly made his way up the stairs and crept closer to her room. He saw that the large pair of doors was partially open, just a few inches, but he could clearly hear another moan and erotic whimper come from inside the room.
He stood against the closed door and edged over towards the opening. He was just about to peer around when he stopped dead in his tracks, his aunty’s words clear as a bell from inside the room, “Oh Jide, you’re so big…so fucking big.”
Shocked at hearing his own name, he was initially frightened at the thought of looking at what he might see inside that room. Did his aunty have a lover with the same name as him? He had to know. He slid his feet sideways, his eye making its way past the edge of the door.
Oh My God! The thought rocketed through his head as the sight before him left him breathless, his heart starting to race in his chest. His aunty was lying back on her king-sized bed, the blanket pushed down to the bottom. Much to his relief, she was alone. But what she was wearing and doing had his mind racing with excitement. She was lying on her back, her head perched upon a stack of pillows, swirls of lustrous hair splayed out beneath her head.
Her legs were spread out wide, one hand between her legs and her other hand cupping one enormous breast. She had on shiny lingerie, the white satin so bright as to look almost silver in the sunlight streaming in from the uncovered windows. Triangular pieces of fabric barely covered her large breasts, the protruding buds of her erect nipples standing up distinctly, which he could see even from this distance.
Fuck, those nipples are huge, Jide thought to himself as his eyes raked down over her body. The lingerie would have gone down past her pussy, but right now, the lacy edge of the bottom was pushed up near her waist, leaving her totally exposed to his hungry gaze.
Jide’s eyes zoomed in on the juncture between his aunty’s thighs. He could see that she was totally clean-shaven, her pussy an alluringly vivid pink and glistening with her juices. Even from his vantage point at the door, he could make out the fiery bud of her clit at the apex of her slit, the protruding button almost calling out to him like an alarm. Her pussy looked…in a word…perfect.
But it was what she was doing that really caught Jide’s eye. While she squeezed and fondled one big breast, the other hand between her legs was just as busy, moving a large flesh-colored dildo back and forth.
“That’s it, baby, that’s it,” Jide heard her moan as his eyes flicked instantly back to hers, which were closed tightly, her face a mask of pure lust. “Put it nice and deep in your aunty, nice and deep, give me every last inch.”
Jide’s eyes flew wide open for a second time as he drew back to steady himself. He had caught his aunty masturbating, and now, his ears hadn’t deceived him a second time—she was clearly pleasuring herself while thinking about him! He took a deep breath to try and calm his racing heart, but it was hopeless. He had to…he had to see more.
He peered around the corner once again, just in time to see his aunty shift up slightly on the bed. As she did, she withdrew the dildo from between her legs, making Jide almost gasp out loud. His eyes focused on the dildo she held in her hand, his breath coming in rapid starts. He had never seen a dildo like that in his entire life. He had seen that it was black in colour, but now he was able to see it in all its glory.
It was actually a double-ended dildo made out of a soft rubbery material, but while he had expected to see a penis-like knob at each end, this one was completely different. One end was formed into the shape of an extremely lifelike hand, with the palm cupped and the thumb and fingers pointing forwards, just like a real hand. The other end was similar, but with the hand closed into a tight fist.
Between the two ends was a thick column of veiny rubber, the whole thing glistening lewdly with a shiny coating of his aunty’s warm cunt-honey.
Damn, Jide said to himself as he looked at the wicked toy. As he watched, his aunty shifted her backside about restlessly, tilting her pelvis up and spreading her legs even wider, her knees pulled well up.
Jide looked down at the sweet pucker of her anus, the tight little aperture seeming to wink at him knowingly. His aunty reached down with her other hand and fit the cupped hand with the fingers pointed forward between the slick lips of her dripping cunt.
She slid it in slowly until her pussy lips closed around the wrist of the buried hand. She then moved her hand down to the other end of the dildo, fitting the shiny closed fist against her butthole, the whole area glistening with her juices, or lube, or probably both, Jide thought. She started to press it into herself, wriggling her hips as the rubber fist stretched her tight sphincter almost to the tearing point before it slipped inside.
With both ends of the dildo securely inside her, she kept hold of the bent rubber shaft in one hand while her other hand came back to her chest. Jide watched, mesmerized, as his aunty drew one massive breast out of the top of her lingerie and brought it to her mouth, her lips clamping down on the stiff nipple.
“Mmmm…” She let out a loud purr as she suckled at the stiff bud, her other hand now moving the dildo in and out of her clutching holes.
Jide stood there captivated, unable to move even if he wanted to, his cock hard as an iron bar beneath his jeans.
His aunty sucked hard at her nipple before releasing it, the pulled black nipples coming out of her mouth with a wet sucking sound. “Oh yeah, that’s it, Jide. Put that big cock of yours deep into Aunty. Any hole you want. Just let me have it all. Fuck me, baby, fuck Aunty good and hard.”
All Jide could do was not to cum in his pants as he watched the erotic act taking place such a short distance away. His aunty was sucking on her other breast now, the first one she had already worked on now covering the whole of one side of her chest, the nipple she had teased with her lips glistening with her saliva and pointing right at Jide.
Her arm was moving vigorously between her legs, her feet pressed hard into the mattress as her hips flexed up and down, the two ends of the dildo plundering her dripping holes.
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