Aunties Panties: A Steamy Erotic Sex Story
It all started when I was visiting Aunt Martha and she asked me to help her pick out some underwear. She said she wanted something sexy, something that she could feel good in. That’s when I saw them – Aunties Panties. They were the sexiest panties I had ever seen. They were sheer black, lacy, and full-coverage. I knew right away that I had to have them.
Aunt Martha laughed as I picked them up and told me that she had bought them for herself when she was my age. I blushed as she told me that she had always wished she had someone to share them with. We both knew that I was that someone.
That night, I slipped into the panties and waited. I heard a soft knock at the door and knew it was Aunt Martha. I opened the door and there she was, looking just as beautiful as ever. She smiled as she saw me in the panties and said, “Let’s get started.”
The next thing I knew, Aunt Martha was kissing me, her tongue exploring my mouth with a passion I had never felt before. I felt my panties getting even wetter as she ran her hands over my body. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anything before. I wanted her to take me, to make me hers.
We moved to the bed and Aunt Martha wasted no time in taking off my panties. She looked down at me and said, “You’re so beautiful.” I felt my heart flutter as she said those words. I wanted her more than ever.
Aunt Martha started kissing me again, this time making her way south. I gasped as she started licking my pussy, teasing me with her tongue. I moaned as I felt her fingers slip inside me, exploring my wetness. I was so close to coming and I knew that if she kept going, I wouldn’t be able to resist.
But Aunt Martha had other plans. She moved up and started kissing my neck and breasts. I felt her hands move to my hips and start to pull me closer. I felt her hardness against me and I knew what she wanted. She wanted me to ride her.
I got on top of her and started to move, my body instinctively knowing what to do. Aunt Martha moaned beneath me as I moved faster and faster. I felt her body pulsating beneath me and I knew she was close. I wanted to make her come and I moved even faster, my body getting more and more excited.
And then it happened. Aunt Martha let out a loud moan and I felt her orgasm rush through her body. I followed shortly after, my body shaking in pleasure.
We lay there in a satisfied embrace, both of us barely able to catch our breath. I looked up at Aunt Martha and smiled, happy that she had taken me into her bedroom and shared this experience with me.
I kissed her softly and whispered, “Thank you for letting me experience this with you.” She smiled and whispered back, “No, thank you for giving me the best night of my life.”
We stayed in bed for hours, talking about everything and anything. Eventually, we both fell asleep, happy and content in each other’s arms.
The next morning, I woke up to find Aunt Martha gone. But before she left, she left me a note with the words, “Wear the panties with pride.”
I smiled as I read the note and knew that I would always cherish this night and these panties. They were a reminder of the special bond I shared with Aunt Martha, a bond that I would never forget.
