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Hooking Up with my ex-Aunt on Adult Friend Finder  

Moving_Furniture 33M
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1/15/2018 7:14 pm

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1/19/2018 6:40 pm

Hooking Up with my ex-Aunt on Adult Friend Finder


(Note: to protect privacy, all names below are pseudonyms)

What do you do when you accidentally find your ex-aunt on AdultFriendFinder?

Go room to room having sex is the short answer, but the longer version is hell of a story.

I fantasized about my ex-aunt Lore since the very first moment I saw her, though that was mainly due to the moment: I was a horny 16 year old swimming at my family’s annual 4th of July party, and she was a buxom stranger bounding down the deck stairs in a bikini. At the time, there was nothing in the world that could pull my teenage eyes away from the tits that were bouncing before me with each step she took. And so she entered my life with an erection.

Her body was an exciting introduction.She was beautiful as well--long, sandy blonde hair highlighted a cute face with dazzling blue eyes, and she had a gleaming smile that brought out the beauty in all these features. But it was Lore’s wit and intelligence that made her my favorite aunt. She taught anthropology at a university in the city where my uncle lived, and I loved picking her mind whenever she was around. As I got into my early 20s, our diussions would even slip into the topic of human sexuality. In those moments I could feel the static overtake my body and pull me towards her. At times, when we met eyes during certain pauses, I swear I could see the same conflicted static in her too.

Obviously, the fact that she was married to my mom’s brother always kept us at a distance. So, when she and my uncle mutually divorced ago, I took a selfish consolation in the fact that the path to my fantasy, however improbable, was suddenly open. It remained only a fantasy, however. My uncle moved to the other side of the country and I saw Lore less and less. Our exchanges faded over time to simple updates on life during the holidays. I never saw her again.

Until a week ago.

It all started in December when I unwittingly stumbled across her profile. At first there seemed to be no way to know. All I knew of this user’s identity was that she was 47, the same age as Lore, and lived in the same city as her. There were several nudes, though n included her face. They did, however, include those breasts that bounced that first July 4th. I just didn’t know it yet.

I clicked on her profile because of the pictures, but I messaged her because she listed her education as PhD and her occupation as a professor. I’m pursuing the same future (partly because Lore), so I decided to ask what her field was. She replied anthropology and immediately I got excited as memories of Lore came flooding back. I asked about her research.

At this point, I never thought that I would meet this woman. Her city was over 1,000 miles away. The only reason she showed up on my home page at all was that I was traveling for hool and had a short layover in her city. I remember explicitly thinking ‘Oh, this could be Lore,’ but only to entertain the ridiculousness of the enario.

Then this stranger explained her research. It was nearly identical to Lore’s. The thought started to fester in my mind. Could this actually be her? I went back to her pictures. It definitely looked like what I imagined. So now she had the right body, age, home city, and extremely-specialized job. It was starting to almost get crazier to believe it wasn’t her. I wanted to know for sure, but “hey, btw are you my aunt?” seemed like a ridiculous thing to ask.

Then came my ‘eureka’ moment. She posted a new picture. Well, it was a new post of a picture taken ago, as I excitedly figured out. It was her, in bright red panties, spreading her legs as she leaned against a kitchen table. My uncle’s kitchen table. And I was certain it was my uncle’s place—no other kitchen in the world has a Mickey Mouse cuckoo clock hanging over the refrigerator. The realization collided in my mind like a fr train. Holy shit. This really was Lore.

I didn’t know what to do. I could have just stopped talking to her and let her enjoy the bliss of ignorance. I’ll admit I couldn’t. Everything about her profile had set my latent desires on fire. She was kinkier than I had ever imagined! Her nudes showed she wasn’t shy with her body, and her blogs and status updates showed she wasn’t shy about pursuing its pleasures. It turns out she was a full out sexual libertine. As you can imagine, nothing could have resuitated my fantasies with a more powerful shock of energy.

I had the option of another layover in her city the following week (a week and a half ago). Maybe I could meet her for coffee or something, I thought. And then maybe, just maybe, things would get out of hand. I knew that was a starry-eyed plan. I would only have 90 minutes before I’d have to be back to the airport. But if anything, it would be a foundation. I knew I had at least more layover in the near future because of hool.

Finally, I decided to go for it and clarify who we were. It was the most perilous message I’ve ever written. “Oh, btw remember your nephew?” was obviously not an option. But how do you get around the awkwardness of that fact? I crafted my message, explaining among other things how I realized it, all the reasons why we shouldn’t be embarrassed, that I was happy we crossed paths, and that hopefully we could just reconnect (I didn't mention the layover). I paused a good while before clicking send.

Usually she would reply within a day or so. days passed. Then and . I started feeling sick when I logged in and didn’t see her message. ‘Shit,’ I thought distraughtly, ‘I fucked this up for both of us.’

Then, days before my layover, my notification bell turned red with her reply.

I went from panicked to ecstatic within seconds. She said that she was embarrassed, but that now there was nothing to do but embrace the awkwardness. Relief flooded over me. We started talking on IM, and soon I was laughing at her wit just like old times. Eventually, I brought up that I would have a layover in her city in a few days and asked if she wanted to meet to catch up. She said she would be delighted to meet for coffee! I was on cloud , even as she tacked on “JUST TO TALK” at the end of her message.

When I saw her days later she was as jovial as always. “HEY!!!” She yelled as she ampered towards me in heels. I couldn’t but notice her breasts bouncing slightly. It made me smile, stirring up memories of that first 4th of July.

We got coffee and started to catch up. We picked up right where we left off and soon the static was building. We laughed and laughed until my face was tired from all the smiling. Eventually I asked her what class she was teaching this semester. Only , she replied: “Sex and Human Nature.” Holy shit.

“Ah, I was wondering why you’re on AdultFriendFinder,” I joked.

Her cheeks turned a bit red and she slapped my arm. “We are not talking about it!” She tried to look serious but couldn’t quite keep the corners of her mouth from curling into a smile. I was teasing her, and she obviously liked it. Our t slowly turned flirty. There were moments when I could have made my move.

But a new, strange anxiety had taken over my heart, sending it racing out of control whenever I thought of moving in. I realized as I sat there that Lore wasn’t like any other woman on AdultFriendFinder, an certainly wasn’t the same as talking to a girl at the bar. There was a new depth to all of this that I hadn’t prepared for.

The check thus came and went, and I went back to the airport with a bittersweet smile. I had an amazing time catching up. So did Lore. I’ve never seen her smile so broadly. But my fantasy was still just a fantasy. I cheered myself up by thinking about how I’ll be back in the near future, and maybe then I would have more time. Lore even offered that I could stay at her place.

As fate would have it, I wouldn’t need to wait. The weather soured and my flight was canceled. Usually this would be a nightmare, since airlines don’t offer accommodation when flights are canceled because of weather. I almost felt bad beaming to myself as the rest of the passengers cursed their sudden burden of finding somewhere to sleep.

I ed Lore. I didn’t even have to get past apologizing for asking it of her before she said over the ph: “Oh, I’m so sorry! That’s the pits. Come on over, let me give you my address!” I wish I could have a picture of my face glowing in excitement.

I took an Uber over to her place and it was around 11:00 when I walked up the stairs to her apartment. I knocked on the door. The sound of the door unlocking sent my heart beating faster.

The sight of Lore as she opened the door made it race. She was wearing only a cotton robe. It wasn’t lingerie, but the way the cloth fell on her body made me just as excited. Was she naked underneath? The thought was tantalizing. She led me by the hand into her apartment.

I was to sleep in the living room. Lore let go of my hand and motid to the couch in the middle of the room. Without her grasp my hand shook slightly. I looked down at it and then nervously around the room. It was charming and welcoming, but I was suddenly intimidated by what I had gotten myself into. My bravery was fading. If it didn’t happen when we met for coffee, why would it happen now? I thought to myself. I put my bags down, stretched out of nervousness, and turned around to Lore.

Her robe was on the ground.

She stood naked there across the room, eyes filled with hesitant lust. I paused for a second. Then I took a step to her, and she charged forward to meet me. Our embrace was something from a movie. I clutched her body and pressed my lips against hers as we kissed deeper and deeper. Her hands ran through my hair and over my body.

We left a trail of my clothes on the ground as we stumbled across the room. Only my briefs remained when I bumped into the couch. Lore dropped to her knees and pulled them down. My cock came bounding out, harder than ever before.

“Mmmm…” she purred as she took it in her hands, “Just as I imagined.”

The realization that Lore had fantasized about this moment too sent an explosion of horss raging from my heart down to my cock. Underneath her grip it swelled even more.

I caught her chin with my finger and brought her standing back up to taste her lips again. Our tongues intertwined as she stroked my cock with hand. At last, she pushed me down on the couch. She kneeled before me and held my cock as she ran her tongue up the shaft.

“I’ve wanted this for so fucking long.” I whispered. It was the only thought in my mind.

“I know” she said, smiling as she stroked my cock up and down. Then she asked me, “Do you remember when you first saw me?”

The question threw me off.

“You were staring at my tits” She reminded me.

I couldn’t but let out a laugh. Even with all the sex that was to come, that was of my favorite moments of the night.

“Oh…” I started. Apparently, I wasn’t as subtle as I thought I was at 16.

“…Yea.” She finished with a smile. “That first 4th of July.”

Suddenly, everything slowed down and it was just me and her again, talking. The fact that she was currently slowly jerking me off seemed to fade into the background.

“Ohhh. You saw that?”

Lore didn’t say anything. Instead, she lowered her mouth over the head of my cock. My mules tensed from the sudden stimulation. Looking up, she nodded at me before pulling off with a “pop.”

“Yep,” she said with a crooked smile, “your face looked exactly like it does right now.” She giggled and traced circles around the rim of my cock with her tongue. Then, staring into my eyes, she lowered her head and started to blow me. The next several minutes were heaven as she left no inch of my package untouched by euphoria.

I could tell she loved it. Whenever I made a sound or movement, her lips, wherever they were on my cock, would curl into a mihievous smile. She took my cock out of her mouth and slapped it against her cheek.

“You like it?” She asked.

“Oh fuck yes,” I think I responded. But my fantasy with her wasn’t a -way deal. I was dying to give it to her. Eagerly, I stood up and had her switch places.

She lay slumped on the couch cushions, staring up at me with a goofy smile. For a moment I just took in the sight of her naked body. It was beautiful, and I knew where I was going to start first. I went back to where it all began, her breasts.

All my pent-up lust now exploded as my hands and mouth went wild trying to make up for the lost time. They clutched, caressed, fondled, squeezed, licked and sucked with a drive more passionate than I had even experienced before. I kissed my way back up to her mouth. Our tongues slow danced. When our eyes met both of us broke into laughter.

I reached down to with her and her pussy lips were already glistening wet. I slid my fingers over them while we kissed, teasing her clit. When I went down to give her oral, she was dripping.
I started exploring with my tongue. She moaned and gripped the back of my head. At first her fingers ran softly through my hair. Then, as I fluttered her clit, her fingertips pressed down on my skull. They pulled me closer, telling me to keep going. I slipped in fingers and slowly stroked back and forth. Her moans and giggles blended into a beautiful chorus of blithe titillation.

The giggles faded as I pushed her closer to an orgasm. Now she was overcome with moans that were turning more and more vocal. “Oh fuck yes, please!” She whispered, and then the second later it was louder “Oh fuck YES!”

She threw back her head and it seemed like n of her body could stay still. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. “Yes!” She kept squealing. She was on the edge. All she needed was a push. I sped up my finger fucking.

She came, toppling over that orgasmic cliff, and I got to watch her fall into the bliss. Her eyelids were quivering when her legs trembled around my face. The serious look on her face melted into a primal grin. It spread across her face as she looked up at me.

“Fuck.” Lore said it out of breath. I reached up and for a few moments we just kissed.

Then, she got up, took my hand again, and led me over to the bedroom.

DanceAndKissBoth 55M

1/19/2018 3:13 pm

Great story for the two of you!

It's a smaller world than we think! I recently rejoined AdultFriendFinder after a few years break and have found a few friends I know on here! Fun fun fun!


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