Forced Aunt

Their she stood, pool side, my aunt. Early 40,s her rich, slim body. Her small tit’s covered by her bikini top and her flat stomach narrowing to her bikini line. The faint outline of her pussy drove my young cock crazy. I was 17 at the time. I played baseball and was athletic so I had an athletic build. The thought of doing what was wrong, the image of me fucking my aunt was enough to keep me up many nights jerking off, over and over again with her image ingraved in my head.
That day at her pool I don’t know what I was thinking but I just wanted to taste. I wanted to feel my cock inside of her experianced pussy. Her wet, warm hole clamped around me. As my cock grew larger and my need to hide the embaresment I went inside to use the bathroom. Finding my way up the stairs and into my aunts master bath I undid my shorts. My hard cock flung out like a spring board. Looking around I notice her hamper and as I look in I see a pair of her red thongs. Used and waiting to be cleaned.
Picking them up I take them to my nose ware I can smell the sweet must of her pussy. My eyes role back into my head with extacy. I wrap them around my cock and begin to jerk off. The soft satin material acting as a lubrication to stop friction. In my moment, my thought I didn’t even hear anyone coming up the stairs. With in a moment and just as I was about to cum I herd her voice.