Sister’s Wedding: Sylvia’s final fling with brother & dad before her wedding

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They almost guzzle their drinks and Chris suggests they call it a night. She leads the way off the dance floor, keeping her ass tightly against his crotch as they weave their way through the crowd of bodies to the door.

“That was fun,” she says, settling into her seat and turning to him. “Thank you for taking an old lady dancing while you’re still single,” she says, reminding him that he only has a couple more days to enjoy his freedom. “I haven’t done that in years!” Then adds, under her breath. “One of several things I haven’t done in years.”

“No! Thank you, Aunt Sally,” Chris stammers. “I… uh… I… don’t really know what to say, except thank you.” Chris is driving cautiously and his eyes keep straying to Sally’s cleavage and her hard nipples poking out the front of her dress like bullets.

“Well you can start by dropping the Aunt part,” Sally says. “I think we’ve progressed to just Sally, haven’t we?” she says teasingly. “Unless the idea of me being your Aunt is part of the equation,” she adds, placing her hand on his thigh, much the same way Sylvia had done earlier.

“No,” Chris says, catching his breath. “Sally, it is.”

“Good,” she says, rubbing her hand up and down his thigh. “You know, Chris, I try to be a good aunt. I don’t have any kids of my own, so I focus all of my attention on my niece and nephew. Whatever problems they have, I try to be there for them.”

“I know, Aunt Sal… I mean Sally,” Chris says. “Sylvia talks about you all the time. She worships the ground you walk on. She thinks you’re the best. We both do!”he says, eying the curvature of her breasts and her taut nipples.

“Well I don’t know if I deserve that much admiration, but I certainly try,” she says, raking her nails up and down the inside of his jean-covered thigh as she continues. “What I’m saying is, that now that you’re family, you’re included in that, too,” she says, scraping her nails farther up his thigh, until her palm is almost touching his crotch. “Any problem you have, no matter how hard,” she says, pressing her palm against his hard cock for emphasis. “I’m here for you. You understand what I’m saying?”

“Yes. I uh… understand.” Chris nearly chokes, while his cock responds to the pressure from Aunt Sally’s hand. Holly shit! She just invited him to fuck her. He’s sure now, that last night was no accident. She wanted him to see her. She wanted to know if he was interested. Casually he takes his right hand off the steering wheel and rests it on her upper thigh, giving it a little squeeze. She responds by spreading her legs a little, allowing her dress to ride up and expose more of her shapely legs. Her hand has now progressed to dragging her fingernails up and down along his hard shaft and occasionally squeezing his cock.

My god! His cock may not be as thick as Frank’s, but it feels like it’s just as long. Sally’s pussy, already wet from the dancing, is now soaked. In fact, she almost came on the dance floor when he was squeezing her ass and grinding his cock against her pussy, a few more minutes and she would have. Now that she knows they’re going to fuck, she’s just focusing on foreplay. Spreading her legs and scooting down a little in the seat, her dress rides up, giving him access to her pussy. She waits to see if he’ll take the initiative and slide his hand up under her dress.

Chris can’t believe how the evening is progressing. Aunt Sally is just about begging for him to fuck her. Now, she’s spreading her legs, waiting for him to rub her pussy. Time to show her that he isn’t that easily led. He decides to tease her a little longer, by focusing on her tits. Sliding his hand off of her thigh, he runs it over her flat stomach and up over her ample breasts, massaging her nipples through her dress.

“Mmmmm,” Sally sighs, squeezing his hard cock to let him know, he’s welcome to any part of her. She’d been focused on her pussy, but lover boy is more experienced than she thought. He’s going to prolong the foreplay and not just jump for the prize. Good for him! Someone has trained him well, probably her niece. His hand slips inside the plunging neckline of her dress, gently caressing her right tit. She closes her eyes and leans her head back, more than willing to let him take the lead. In fact, pleasantly surprised that he’s asserting himself into that role. She thought she was going to be the one doing the seducing tonight rather than the other way around. It looks like all she had to do was give him the right signals, and he has the playbook memorized.

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