Widow Aunt and I experience BDSM

My widowed but slutty aunt Sheen gives me the first taste of BDSM.

Hi all, its Ali here!

I’m back with another incident with my widow aunt where she introduces me to BDSM and I discover one of my favorite kinks.

Let me quickly share a few important background details for the new readers. I come from a very strict Muslim family. It is an extended family which consists of my father and the families of his 7 brothers. We live in a big city in central India which I will not name for privacy reasons. Our family is well-off as my father and uncles are mostly at high positions in government jobs. We all live in a huge gated compound with three 3-storied buildings with an immense common parking lot. We are all supposed to follow the conservative rules of our family and faith but some of us are guilty of giving in to lust. This includes my recently-widowed aunt, Sheen.

Aunt Sheen is short, around 5’6” and has a darker complexion than the rest of our family. Her dark dusky skin is however smooth and hairless. She is normally dressed in loose salwar-suits that hide her lovely D-cup boobs which are amazingly round in shape even in her late 40s. Her figure was curvy more than plump at the time. Her large, round boobs gave way to a slightly paunchy tummy and flared hips. One of the sexiest things about Aunt Sheen was her ass. She had one of the largest and roundest bubble butts I have ever seen. Aunt Sheen was highly respected by the entire family because after the death of her husband who was the elder of our family, she became a matriarch figure to everyone. She was already the owner of an established spice and herbs business which she managed from home. Her business income and her husband’s pension made her quite wealthy.

I stand over 5’10” and have a very fair complexion. I have straight, black hair which I usually wear long. I have always had an athletic physique thanks to playing serious soccer from years. I love my family but gave in to seductions from my aunt and a few other female members of my family.

COMING TO THE STORY

This happened back in April of 2008. I remember my class 12th exams were going on. On the first Friday, my folks announced that they had to go for the wedding in my mother’s family. It was in a town a few hours away. The wedding was on a Sunday right before I had my last exam. My folks decided to take the afternoon train on Saturday so they would have time to rest before the wedding on Sunday morning.

Even thought the last exam was English language, one of my strongest subjects my folks decided that the trip would affect my performance in the exam on Monday. So my folks asked Aunt Sheen if she could take care of lunch and dinner for me for the two days they would be away. This was a normal thing in our family as we were extremely supportive of each other that way. Plus, aunty lived in the duplex apartment right above ours in the same building so it was convenient too. Aunt Sheen readily agreed for reasons that only she and I knew.

I was extremely excited with this and knew I would get to have some serious fun with my horny aunt without the fear of raising suspicion.

Come Saturday afternoon we had lunch while my mom lectured me about studying the whole time. My mom then began giving me a long list of instructions on how to keep the house clean for the next two days, while I kept catching the sad looks from my twin sister who sat across me at the dining table. Amna and I had been in a sexual relation since over a year now and I understood why she was sad. She was thinking about missing this golden opportunity to spend a whole weekend alone at home with me. There was little I could do but give her discrete, encouraging smiles. A quick image of my lovely elder sister lying in bed with me a few months ago also flashed in my mind next. My cute and hot elder sister, Jasmine, was away in college in Hyderabad and would be back home next week once her vacations started. They both had no idea about me and Aunt Sheen.

Once lunch was over I loaded their light luggage and dutifully drove my folks and twin sister to the train station in my father’s car. Once their train left I drove back home with all sorts of naughty thoughts running through my mind. Aunt Sheen was a very horny woman. Her conservative shell shattered a few weeks after her husband, my eldest uncle died. She seduced me and we had been in a regular sexual relationship since then. This had been over 2 years ago and Aunt Sheen made sure to fuck me at least thrice a week. However it had been a very long time since we fucked because I was focused on my exams since the past couple of weeks.

I imagined all the ways I would get to fuck my eager and horny aunt. Little did I know that Aunt Sheen had plans that I had never even imagined till then.

Strange Shopping Spree

It was a little after 4 as I parked my father’s car carefully in the common parking lot and excitedly locked it. I turned and looked up at the first floor window and immediately saw Aunt Sheen standing in her living room window which faced the parking lot. I grinned to myself with growing excitement as I walked to the large flight of staircase that led to her apartment on the first floor. I climbed the steps two at a time and was standing in front of her apartment gate. I was about to ring the doorbell but Aunt Sheen immediately appeared on the iron-grilled gate. She wore a loose white-colored house-dress which was loose. I saw Aunt Sheen had the two top buttons undone and her deep, dark cleavage was tempting me from behind the gate. She had on a scarf covering her hair at the time.

“Hey, Ali!” Aunt Sheen greeted me with a broad smile but made no attempt to open the gate.

“Hi, Aunty.” I replied, still smiling and waited expectantly.

“So two days alone with me. Are you as excited as I am, sweety?” Aunt Sheen asked next, still smiling at me through the gate.

“Oh, yeah! I’m very excited!” I said with genuine excitement showing on my grinning face.

“I can tell that.” Aunt Sheen said with a pointed look at my crotch and grinned wide. I looked down at my crotch at this. My cock was semi-erect and made a clear bulge in the front of my jeans.

“I have a plan.” Aunt Sheen suddenly said.

I looked at her with a querying look.

“I’m sure you’ll like it.” She continued and grinned.

“I love your plans, aunty! You know that.” I replied with the same grin, remembering her amazing skills at managing trips and imagining creative ways for fucking.

“So here you go.” Aunt Sheen said to me as she handed me a slip of paper and a bunch of cash through the small gaps between the iron bars of the gate.

I opened the slip of paper and quickly read through a list. My face must have showed my utter confusion as Aunt Sheen said, “I think you can get these things at a pet shop and a hardware store, Ali.”

I nodded as I realized that I could actually get the items listed in a pet shop and any big hardware store.

“It’s five thousand. I hope that’ll be enough for all those things.” Aunt Sheen said as I prepared to count the cash.

“Ok.” I finally managed to respond verbally. “This sure is a strange shopping list, aunty.” I said, regaining my confidence once again.

“Believe me. It’ll be worth the effort, Ali.” Aunt Sheen said winked at me.

“I know.” I said and grinned. Aunt Sheen then told me to call her on the phone once I had every item on the list. Although it might sound strange to others, I knew better than to question her. Aunt Sheen had a way of surprising me and she never ceased to amaze me with her creative and slutty imagination. The taboo nature of her ideas made it all the more exciting.

“I’ll call you once I’m done, aunty.” I said and smiled before I turned around and walked down the flight of stairs. I figured I would need to carry all that somehow on my motorcycle because I didn’t feel like driving right then. I quickly unlocked our apartment on the ground floor and raced to my room. I found my college bag and strapped it to my back.

I rode towards the city and stopped a few miles in. I parked my motorcycle on the side and walked in to a new pet shop. It was one of the larger pet and accessories shop in the city. Very unlike my regular pet shop where the owner knew every customer by name and even remembered the kinds of pets each customer had. I was glad there were a few customers milling about and the two salespeople were busy. I passed huge glass tanks stacked atop each other as I entered the store. The bright and exotic fish were extremely beautiful to look at as I made my way over to the accessories section.

I browsed through the various types of designs before finally finding the two things I needed from the shop. I made my way to the counter with the two items and was glad that the guy billed me fast. I kept the two things in my small backpack before I walked out to my motorcycle outside.

I rode back the same way I had come and soon stopped at the large hardware store midway to my house. I walked in and removed the slip of paper from my pocket. I read the list of things Aunt Sheen had specified in the list. The salesperson waited till I had read out the 5 things I needed and casually asked me what I needed them for. I replied with a short “College project.”, which seemed to satisfy him and he walked into the depths of the huge store. It took him around 15 minutes to find and bring the stuff I ordered to the counter. I had been pondering about the strange assortment of items Aunt had listed.

I shrugged to myself before walking up to the counter. The salesman made a receipt and I paid him from the wad of cash in my pocket. I put every item carefully in my backpack. I hefted it to my back and felt it was noticeably heavier. I made my way through the rush hour traffic and finally made my way through the small single-lane road that led to our semi-isolated private compound. It was around 5:30 as I made parked my motorcycle in the parking lot. I was lucky there was no one around at the time. I quickly made my way to my house and entered it after unlocking it.

I slipped the heavy backpack off of my shoulders and took out my cell phone. I dialed Aunt Sheen’s landline number and she picked it on the second ring. I guess she must have heard my motorcycle enter the parking lot.

“You’re back, Ali.” Aunt Sheen said.

“Yes aunty.” I replied as I took a bottle out of the refrigerator in the kitchen.

“Did you get every single thing?” aunty asked me.

“Yes. I got everything just like you said.” I replied and took a gulp of water.

“That’s great! Would you be kind enough to come and give the stuff to me now?” Aunt Sheen asked me and she sounded immensely excited.

“Sure, aunt.” I replied before I picked up the backpack and exited out the front door. I swiftly climbed the short flights of stairs to the first floor. Unlike earlier, Aunt Sheen was standing with the grilled, iron gate wide open this time. She sure surprised me as she wore only a pink-colored, thick cotton bathrobe.

I smiled wide at the sight of the light-colored bathrobe highlighting her dark, curvy body. The bathrobe was quite loose from the front and showed off the inner sides of her large, round boobs and the top of her curvy tummy.

“Thanks, baby!” Aunt Sheen smiled wide with excitement as she reached out for the backpack in my hand. I let her take the heavy bag from my hand as she caught my hand with her other hand. She pulled me closer to her and planted a quick but wet kiss on my lips. Before I could say anything, Aunt Sheen gently took a step back and said.

“Dinner will be ready at nine, son. Make sure you’re not late, please.” She said this in a very sweet tone.

“I won’t miss it for anything, aunty.” I replied with a smile and got her intended message. I played along with her and stepped out of her apartment. I walked down to my home and was wondering what kind of a surprise Aunt Sheen would have for me now. The weird assortment of stuff she had asked me to buy made it all the more confusing. I stepped into my room and shrugged as I decided to not let the suspense get the better of me. I instead decided to catch up on my last-minute preparations for the English exam on Monday.

So I did what I always did before studying. I lit myself a small J before I immersed myself in the complexities of higher-level grammar.

Discussing Kink At Dinner

I didn’t bother checking the time till I was done through the short notes on every chapter in my exam. I was pleased that I had studied for over 3 hours and completed my final preparations. I checked the wall clock and found that there were 15 minutes left for 9 PM. I decided to put the time to better use and get ready for a night of lust and fun. I began cleaning some w**d and rolled a few small J’s. These I kept in the half-full packet of cigarettes. I quickly changed into a pair of black-colored soccer shorts and a darker T-shirt before I locked the doors and left my house.

I was extremely curious and excited at the chance to spend an entire weekend with my horny aunt as I walked up to her apartment. The staircase lights were off. I rang her doorbell a few minutes before 9.

I heard Aunt Sheen’s footsteps approaching and waited with growing excitement. I was rewarded with a bright smile from her in the semi-darkness as she greeted me, “Hello, sweetheart!” Aunt Sheen said and opened the iron gate from within.

“Hi aunty!” I replied with a wide smile as I stepped in. I quickly turned around and latched the iron gate. Then I put the big padlock over it, as was usual when we spent time together at Aunt Sheen’s house.

I turned around and was greeted with the amazing sight of Aunt Sheen dressed in a loose, white-colored Tee which reached down to her knees. It was one of those men’s XXL sized T-shirts and she looked cute wearing it. I watched with my eyes wide as she walked away, her huge and round ass cheeks jiggled noticeably under the Tee. Her bare thick and smooth legs looked hot too. I noticed she was barefoot and realized she was feeling extremely casual today.

I followed Aunt Sheen to the kitchen as she made small talk. She asked me about my exam preparations and stuff about college. I replied casually but was dying to know the surprise she had in store for me. However, I knew she would reveal it as per her plan and watched Aunt Sheen’s large boobs swing with her movements as she went around with the final touches to the dinner. Aunt Sheen loved to feed me and would often send anything new she cooked for us downstairs. I restrained myself from reaching out and fondling her large, soft boobs which swung free underneath her T-shirt because, of course, she was not wearing a bra. I knew for sure she would not be wearing any underwear too because of the way her large, firm ass cheeks jiggled around freely as she stomped around the kitchen.

I helped her take the dishes to the dinner table which was kept in the main hall with the TV. I noticed that her laptop which she used for running her business was also kept on at the other end of the dinner table. I didn’t think much about it and took a seat to the right, facing the TV. I was about to switch on the TV because we usually watched a movie while having meals together when I heard aunt say from the kitchen door.

“No, we won’t be watching TV tonight, son. I’ve got something to show you on my laptop.”

I smiled and nodded as Aunt Sheen walked with the bottle of water and glasses and bent down to set them on the table opposite me. The large neck-line of the over-sized T-shirt showed her dark, deep cleavage clearly. My cock was already around from watching her curvy body in the kitchen. Seeing her gorgeous cleavage so close to me made my cock twitch in my shorts. Aunt Sheen then walked over to the other end of the dinner table. She bent again and gave me a teasing view of her dusky huge butt as she bent to use her laptop.

Aunt Sheen seemed satisfied with the volume and angle of the laptop so she walked quickly back and took the seat to my left, on the other end of the dinner table. I was watching her every move with growing lust. Her curvy and soft assets moved tantalizingly under her T-shirt. As she took her seat her neck-line plunged even deeper. I watched openly with a big grin on my face as Aunt Sheen casually bent and straightened while serving me portions of food spread in front of us. She had a soft, mysterious smile on her face because she knew I loved her warm, dark mature body and she loved the attention of her young nephew immensely.

Once she was done serving us she finally looked at me and smiled wider, saying, “Ok. Enough watching me, now watch what’s on the laptop, son.” She caught my chin, gently turning my face towards the laptop. That’s when I finally took notice that there was a video playing. Once I began paying attention it turned out to be a documentary movie. The editing and sound was high-quality.

It started with shots of couples in normal clothes, then the voiceover narration started and I realized what the documentary was about. As the scenes unfolded on the screen I watched with growing curiosity. The subject was something I had vaguely heard of earlier. The documentary started with introducing and defining something called “BDSM”. I still remember the definition because being the curious me I paid extra attention to it because it was related to something I was extremely interested in. I figured Aunt Sheen had put on a movie she wanted to watch but when I realized that this was an exclusive documentary about kinky sex that she had made the effort to go online and buy it. It was both shocking and rousing at the same time.

Within a few minutes though, the narration and graphics on screen became increasingly vulgar. It showed people dressed in weird clothes and in abnormal positions. There were lots of depictions on how to use ropes, shackles, cuffs and such to restrain the partner. It was getting a little too graphic and extremely sexual so I turned to look at Aunt Sheen with my mouth open in shock.

“Is it that bad?” Aunt Sheen asked with apprehension in her voice and looked at me expectantly.

“Uhh.. no! I mean, I had no idea people like some of this stuff. This is a total revelation to me, aunty!” I finally managed to reply and Aunt Sheen visibly relaxed.

“I am one of those “people” who like it.” Aunt Sheen replied with a little smile and winked at me. “Try to eat your food too, son. It’s getting cold.” Aunt Sheen continued. She was like that, motherly and caring one moment and suddenly slutty the next instant and vice versa.

Then I realized I hadn’t touched my food in the past 10 minutes so I finally started to eat and watch.

The entire documentary-cum-instructional video lasted almost an hour during which Aunt Sheen also bought some ice-cream for dessert from the kitchen as I sat watching the video with rapt attention.

“Ouch!” I exclaimed when I felt a hand pressing down my hardened cock suddenly.

“Wow! You are so hard, son!” Aunt Sheen said loudly with amazement and began to casually caress my thighs around the tent my dick made in my shorts. I was so immersed in the video that it was the first time I had not noticed an erection. I took a deep breath and shook my head in amazement too.

“Wow!” I managed to say as the video ended. Aunt Sheen had pulled her chair closer to me and was busy caressing my bare thighs and avoiding my erect cock entirely. I looked over at her and saw her smiling at me and looking at with expectantly.

“Tell me frankly, son. Would you be willing to do all that?” Aunt Sheen asked and waited.

I looked at her and remembered the detailed instructions and graphics I had seen in the video a while ago. I was astonished to find out that my widowed Muslim aunty could go even further in her lust. I was conflicted at first. There was a load of weird stuff but then the next thing Aunt Sheen said made up my mind.

“You remember I always ask you to fuck me rough and hard. It’s the same thing just up a level. I want you to know that I love, love being submissive for a young cock like yours, son. You remember the Dom and Sub part? Yeah. Imagine me as your Sub and you’ll always be a Dom. Come on, I know you’ve always held back even when fucking me roughly. I want you to let go. I want to see how fiercely a strong, young boy like you can fuck a horny old woman like me.”

“Aunty… you always know how to say the right things, don’t you?” I replied with a wide grin forming on my face. I was nervous and excited at the same time. Excited because some of the stuff shown in the video I already liked. Nervous because I knew I was stronger than I looked and I didn’t want to hurt aunty too much.

Once she was sure I understood the basics of a Dom-Sub relationship Aunt Sheen began to outline a plan wherein she described in detail every single thing she had fantasized about. First off, she started with names – She would be called “Slut” or “Whore” and she would call me “Sir”. She told her plan and let me know how things would go in the beginning just to get me started. At the end of it all, she explained to me about safe-words. She made me promise not to hold back and let go of my inhibitions. As she explained, her hand was caressing my thighs the entire while. I had on a raging boner but Aunt Sheen ignored it on purpose as she talked.

“Ok. Let’s do it.” I said and smiled wide.

“Great! Remember, don’t break character till the act is complete or I use the safe-word, ok?” Aunt Sheen said as she stood up, her large boobs swinging free underneath her T-shirt and I nodded with the same broad smile.

“Now let me get ready. Why don’t you go to the smoking place upstairs and relax with a J? I’ll be back in fast, son.” Aunt Sheen continued in a very sweet tone as she swung her huge, jiggly ass on her way to the kitchen. I picked up the cold bottle of water with me as I stood up. I followed aunty into the kitchen which had the stairs leading upstairs on to Dee’s room and a spare bedroom. The stairs then continued on to the terrace above the second floor. Aunt Sheen and I were smokers and she was aware I was a stoner too. She also shared a J sometimes with me but would normally smoke. The flight of stairs leading to the terrace had wide windows on the wall. This made it one of the best spots to smoke in Aunt Sheen’s apartment as the smell of the smoke would instantly blow out the windows and away. I fet the urge to pee so I put the bottle of water on the lowest step of the stairs in the kitchen and made my way to the bathroom at the end of the hallway.

I watched as Aunt Sheen turned back to the dinner table and began hurriedly picking the dishes. I made my way to the bathroom on the first floor after her bedroom. I pissed and stepped out of the bathroom but could not see aunty around as I made my way through the kitchen. I made my way upstairs again with the bottle of water in my hand. I stepped up the last flight of stairs and was pleased to see that Aunt Sheen had laid out a few comfortable-looking small cushions on the upper step for us to sit. I chose the one closer to the window and laid out the stuff from my pocket.

I had a few sips of water before I lit the biggest J in the cigarette packet. I inhaled the first puff and held it in as I closed my eyes. I kept the smoke in for as long as I could. It was within a second that I felt the familiar numbing sensation begin from my lips and spread all over my body. I didn’t open my eyes and just sat there in the semi-darkness of the stairs taking puffs. I was noticeably stoned as I heard a shuffle on the flight of stairs below me.

I watched through half-open eyes as Aunt Sheen’s wonderful curvy figure emerged, walking up the stairs below me. I watched with bated breath and growing excitement as the small bulb on the finally lit her up in a dull golden light that she was completely nude.

Well almost completely nude because she was wearing the black-colored leather dog-collar I had bought from the pet store earlier around her neck. Attached to it was the 5-feet patent black-colored leather leash at the front with the hook. As she turned to face me, my wide eyes took in the lovely, round mounds of her huge nude boobs and moved down to the 2-inch thick black leather belt she wore tightly around her naked, curved waist. The belt sank a couple of inches into the soft, dark skin around her hips. I finally moved my eyes and took in the black-colored 4-inch high heels she had on. Aunt Sheen had her hair tied in a severe bun on top of her head and had on heavy, dark makeup. Her crimson red lipstick sparkled in the dim light and I could see she had put on matching eye-liner.

“Slut!” I exclaimed instinctively without even realizing and Aunt Sheen smiled wide as she looked up the flight of stairs at me and replied, “Yes, sir! At your service.”, and walked up the stairs slowly to me.

Starting With Spanking

I watched with a growing hard-on and widening eyes as Aunt Sheen made her way slowly up the stairs. Her eyes were set on mine and I looked at her large, round dark boobs swinging free as she took hard, deliberate steps up the stairs. She stopped three steps below me and stood straight, pushing out her large, lovely breasts and put a hand over her curvy hips as she pushed it out to one side.

My cock immediately gave a twitch in my shorts. My underwear was trying its best to restrain my thick, large cock within as it struggled to break free in its semi-erect state. Taking a long puff of the half J in my hand I used the other to adjust my aroused cock inside my shorts. Aunt Sheen then walked the few steps up and stood right in front of me on the step below which I sat. I reached out and passed the J to her which Aunt Sheen took wordlessly.

I watched her take the first hit and close her eyes. She waited for over a minute before exhaling the smoke slowly through her nostrils. I couldn’t hold myself anymore.

“Mmmm…” Aunt Sheen moaned as I reached out and touched her large D-cup breasts which were surprisingly round even at this age. I ran my fingertips over the curves of her chest before making my way to her nipples. Aunt Sheen kept smoking but pushed her chest towards me as my fingers circled her large, dark nipples softly. A few puffs on the J had her buzzed and Aunt Sheen was now standing with her back leaning against the wide open window to my left. Her silhouette was lit for a while with the moonlight streaming in from above but the summer clouds soon covered it.

I moved my hand lower and caressed her curvy hips for a while before slipping my hands down to her thighs. Aunt Sheen stood with a foot on each step and I began to caress her right thigh which was closest to me. As Aunt Sheen finished the J and crushed it into the ash-tray kept to the side I managed to sneak a hand behind her and felt her huge, round buttocks.

“Mmmhhmmm…” Aunt Sheen moaned soft but long as my hands roamed over her soft, round and warm ass cheeks.

“Spank me, sir.” Aunt Sheen whispered in a soft voice.

I smiled wider. I liked being called “Sir” for some reason. The total submission and eagerness to serve me by Aunt Sheen was working like a charm. I could feel my thick, hard cock warm against my belly as I adjusted my shorts and stood up.

Without a word, Aunt Sheen pulled up the black leash and offered the other end to me. I grinned as I took the leash and walked down the stairs. I heard Sheen aunt’s high heels clicking against the tiled staircase as she walked close behind me. I walked casually down to the kitchen with my widowed Muslim aunt following me on a leash like an obedient slave.

The feeling of power and authority was unmistakable for me and I remember it till now!

I had not yet decided the perfect place to spank her huge, soft and round ass in her home. As I stepped off the last step into her kitchen on the first floor I turned around and glanced at her.

Aunt Sheen, now in her slutty mode was following close behind me. Despite being naked and being led like a slave with the leash and dog-collar around her neck, I found her stance and stature to be proud and overtly eager to please. I definitely liked the openly noticeable change in her demeanor. Gone was the soft-spoken but strict matriarch of our huge family. She seemed to be replaced with a horny and lusty woman who could broke all cultural and religious taboos to satisfy her sexual wants.

I decided to enjoy this new feeling of empowerment for longer and went for a walk around aunt’s house. I walked her through the long hallway leading her to the door. I stopped just before the gate and turned to the door on the right leading in to the living room. I led her in on the leash and began to describe all the spots and ways I wanted to fuck her. It was easier suddenly talking extremely dirty to my slutty aunt because she always stayed behind me. Plus, being stoned also ran away my inhibitions pretty much. My cock was now semi-erect but still ached in my shorts as I talked dirty and described some of my dirtiest fantasies to my widowed Muslim aunt.

Walking from her living room to the huge drawing room where the dinner table and the TV were kept I made her walk in front this time and watched her large, lovely ass jiggle with her steps. I led her to the kitchen and told her about having fantasized about fucking her while she cooks, which is something we had never tried before. I could tell Aunt Sheen was intensely aroused because her big dark nipples stood straight out from her huge, round boobs. Aunt Sheen’s hands were clutched together at her crotch in a universal sign of obedience but I knew she was discretely touching her mature cunt. As I paused in the kitchen Aunt Sheen pointed wordlessly to her bedroom door at the start of the hallway leading to her bathroom. I was going to go in her bedroom next anyways so I smiled wider and let her lead the way.

Entering her dimly-lit bedroom she walked to the side of the queen-sized bed and stood waiting for me. I looked around and suddenly found what I was looking for. I stepped over to the other end of her room and carried the tall three-legged wooden stool over to her dressing table. Without a word I caught Aunt Sheen’s leash and led her a few steps over to the stool and signaled her. Aunt Sheen smiled wider as she understood. She immediately bent over the stool and rested her hands on the small-cushioned bench-seat of her dressing table. I saw her adjust so her thick yet shapely legs were straight. Her sexy, huge ass cheeks were displayed prominently as she bent her lower back.

I took a few steps and stood directly behind my aunty. Her round, dark and huge ass cheeks were tempting me with slight jiggles as Aunt Sheen teased me. I looked up in the mirror and saw Aunt Sheen looking directly at me. She was smiling and winked at me before spreading her feet further apart. Now I could see the dark but clean-shaven folds of her mature pussy somewhat in the dim red light of the small light bulb in her bedroom. I smiled wide at the sight and moved my head to the side as I looked at aunty in the mirror again. This time she rewarded me with a clear view of her huge dangling soft boobs when she spread her arms a little on the dressing table’s seat.

Aunt Sheen looked me straight in the eye in the mirror as she reached one hand to her neck and pulled at her dog-collar. She quickly turned it around and flipped the leash over her back and winked at me. I immediately felt my semi-erect cock twitch once at my aunt’s small yet submissive gesture. I closed the distance between us and stood on her left. I looked down at Aunt Sheen’s mature and curvy body, submissively bent over and waiting for my next move.

THWACK!

“Ouch!” Aunt Sheen exclaimed quite loudly and her expression turned into a mixture of surprise and pain. I looked at her through the mirror and found her eyes closed and she was breathing fast through her open mouth, seeming to contain the intense sting of the sudden spank on her huge and soft buttock.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

“Shhhh!!!” I heard Aunt Sheen hiss out loud as I planted three hard slaps on her lovely dark ass cheeks alternately. I was looking at her sexy expressions through the mirror while I spanked her. I loved the way she opened her mouth in a silent scream but only hissed and then bit her lower lip. This made her seem even more like a wanton slut than a strict Muslim widow.

I looked down and watched her ass jiggle as her legs began to shake a little. I heard her breathing louder but she did not budge an inch from her position. I gave her credit for resilience before pulling back my arm and landing five hard slaps on each ass cheek.

“Aaah! Aaaii! Ouch! Oooh! Ooohh! Ooww! Uuhhh!..” Aunt Sheen grunted and moaned with every single spank and I saw her huge, soft ass cheeks quiver wildly each time. This sent an electric current to my groin and I felt my cock becoming erect under my shorts. I was breathing hard too as I immediately slipped off my shorts and removed my T-shirt too. Standing completely nude and with a semi-erect thick cock throbbing slightly I watched my aunt look at it with a longing look. I realized it had been too long since she had even touched my dick.

I smiled as I walked around to the front. I stood near the dressing table seat and caught the ring attaching the leash to the dog collar. I put a leg over the seat and turned my aunt’s head firmly to face me. I nudged her arms and Aunt Sheen put her arms behind her back. I grinned with excitement at her compliance and understanding non-verbal signals. Now I moved as close as I could by her side until I felt her bare shoulder rubbing against my groin. I pulled at the dog-collar gently but firmly till Aunt Sheen’s face was inches away from my hardening cock. Aunt Sheen willingly opened her mouth wide and waited expectantly looking at me.

I shook my head in amazement as I inserted my thick semi-hard dick in my aunt’s mouth.

“Mmm..” I clearly heard Aunt Sheen moan as her thin lips wrapped around my cock and I moaned as I felt her warm mouth cover my half-hard cock completely.

“Ooohh… Yeah!” I exclaimed and closed my eyes to savor the feeling of Aunty Sheen’s soft tongue slowly twirling around the bulbous head of my thick dick inside her mouth. I felt my cock grow noticeably at this immense sensation and I felt my heavy balls pull up. I felt Aunt Sheen move her head farther and farther as my thick cock grew to its full length. I looked down to see aunty trying her best to suck on the top couple of inches of my large and wide cock. She was doing a pretty good job till now as I felt my cock begin to pulsate with her hard sucking.