Quinn Waters in Sharing My Bed Over the Holidays with My Busty StepAunt

Title: A Taboo Christmas Bedtime With My Busty StepAunt
By: Austin Shaddox

It was the night before Christmas and all through the house, my stepmom Diane and stepdad Bob were sound asleep after a long day of celebrating. However, I was wide awake, my mind filled with naughty thoughts that could only be described as taboo.

See, you might think that with my parents in the next room, I would stay out of trouble. But trouble has a way of finding me, especially when I’m left home alone without any supervision. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to their guest room, where my stepaunt Brittany was staying for the holidays.

Brittany was the epitome of a busty slut, with perky C-cup breasts, a tight ass that begged to be spanked, and lips that seemed to whisper “fuck me” with every breath she took. I had always been attracted to her, but her marriage to my uncle kept me at bay. That is, until she filed for divorce three months ago and moved across the country.

Now, here we were, sharing a bed on Christmas Eve like something out of a pornographic movie. Brittany was lying on her side, her back to me, but I could still see her wiggling her seductive ass in my direction. I couldn’t help but feel my cock twitching beneath my flannel pajama pants.

With a smile on my face, I slowly crept into the bed, trying not to make any noise. I snuggled up behind Brittany, pressing my body against hers. She let out a small moan, but continued to pretend to be asleep. I let my hands explore her body, starting with her soft thighs and working my way up to her plush ass.

Brittany squirmed under my touch, her breathing growing heavier. I couldn’t resist grabbing a handful of her ass, squeezing it tightly. She let out a small whimper, but still didn’t move. Emboldened, I slipped my hand under her pajama top, caressing her bare skin.

As I continued my exploration, Brittany rolled over to face me, her eyes still closed. I could feel her warm breath on my face as I leaned in closer, my lips just inches from her ear. “Do you want me to stop?” I whispered.

Brittany shook her head slightly, her lips parting in a silent “no.” I took that as my cue to continue, my hand moving up to cup her breast. I could feel her stiffen beneath my touch, her nipple hardening against my palm.

Slowly, I began to kiss her neck, my lips trailing down to her collarbone. Brittany’s breathing grew heavier, her hands drifting down to the waistband of my pajama pants. With a quick tug, she pulled them down, exposing my hard, throbbing cock.

I groaned as she wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I watched her intently, my eyes zeroing in on her lips. She leaned in, planting a soft kiss on the tip before taking it into her mouth.

I threw my head back in ecstasy, my hands tangling in her hair. She bobbed up and down, taking me deeper each time. I could feel my balls tightening, but I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.

With a sudden jerk, I pulled her off my cock and flipped her over onto her stomach. She looked back at me with a mischievous grin, wiggling her ass invitingly. I took the hint, kneading her cheeks roughly before giving them a sharp smack.

Brittany let out a yelp of pleasure, arching her back. I could see her dripping wet pussy peeking out from beneath her ass, beckoning me to take her. I didn’t hesitate, slamming my cock deep inside her with one hard thrust.

“Oh fuck!” Brittany cried, her fingers digging into the sheets. I could feel her walls clenching around me as I began to pound into her relentlessly. The bed creaked beneath us, the headboard slamming against the wall with each thrust.

I reached around, grabbing her breasts in my hands and squeezing them roughly. Brittany moaned, pushing her ass back against me, taking me even deeper. I could feel myself starting to lose control, my thrusts becoming erratic.

With a final deep thrust, I buried myself inside her, spilling my seed deep within her warm, accepting body. Brittany cried out in pleasure, her own orgasm ripping through her as she collapsed onto the bed.

We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, before I slipped out of bed and pulled up my pajama pants. Brittany watched me with a contented smile, trailing a finger down the center of her chest.

“That was fun,” she purred, “but I think it’s time for Santa to visit.” I nodded in agreement, giving her ass one last squeeze before sneaking back to my own room.

As I lay in bed, I could still smell Brittany’s perfume on my skin, feel the dampness between my legs. I knew that this was just the beginning of a naughty Christmas adventure, and I couldn’t wait to see what else Brittany had in store for me.

And so, dear reader, that was just a taste of the taboo fuckery that went down when my busty stepaunt Brittany visited for the holidays. I can assure you that this is only the beginning, because this slutty aunt of mine had all sorts of filthy ideas for the rest of our Christmas break together.