A date with Rosie palms (and mouth)

As you go to leave the bathroom, Aunt Rosie is right there outside the door, on her knees, eye level with your throbbing erection.

"Did I do this? Here, let me take responsibility for it."

She dropped your pants and underwear in a solid motion like a whore in a hurry. She stroked your cock like one too.

"Big and manly all right. I wonder how many girls you used this on? Or women for that matter."

"Aunt Rosie, what are you doing?"

"To be honest, if you had told me you were still a virgin, I would have fixed that on the couch right then and there. I might have been disappointed if not for the fact I needed a man to satisfy me more than a virgin needs to get laid. You want to help me with that?"

She proceeded to put your cock in her mouth, trying to get as much of it in as she could before she gagged. When she found her own limit, she gave you a vigorous blowjob. She sucked with plenty of erotic noise, possibly to prevent drooling as well as please you.

"You don't think there's anything wrong with this?"

"Dick, if you never jerked off thinking about me naked, I'll stop and pretend this didn't happen. Otherwise, take me to the nearest bed and make me feel better than I have in years."

Sure enough, she was in the master bedroom, her tits pulled out revealing she had no bra, her skirt pulled up revealing no panties, and her pussy wet revealing no reservations about this. You indulge in playing with her breasts and nipples in ways you fantasized about, redundant foreplay in this situation. Just when she thought you were going to get her off from her tits, you plunged your whole length inside her, making her gasp.

"Oh fuck, fuck! Keep fucking me! Give me that young energetic cock and make me cum with it. I want it so bad. I need it! Make me feel like a dirty girl."

You relished this event and kept it going for roughly 30 to 45 minutes, as you didn't look at a clock on the way in. Missionary, then cowgirl, then doggy, then prison guard, until you had her head hanging over the side of the bed, throatfucked her, and came all over her face and tits, followed by a cleanup blowjob.

You both took a shower together, washing each others bodies and having more small talk to avoid going for a second round in the tub.

"So, that was crazy, huh?"

"I needed a crazy fuck. Things have gotten so vanilla I couldn't take it. What about you? You have side trim often?"

"She doesn't mind me sleeping around, and I've encouraged her to come out of her own shell so much we've had threesomes."

"Threesomes, plural? You're really sowing your wild oats. Never lose that spice, even if you have to tone down the usage of it."

"Say, why did you leave that bathroom door open when you were already fully nude?"

"I have a nudist streak. I feel more comfortable without clothes and whenever I can get away with it, I try out the lifestyle. After that, I got an exhibitionist streak too, one I rarely get to indulge. How would you feel about being sexfriends?"

"Sounds good to me. FYI, I like to be dominant."

"I'm getting wet thinking about you dominating me."

She left to go back home before her family noticed she went out. A kiss on the cheek was replaced with a french kiss. Once she was safely gone, you noticed an apple pie on the table that wasn't there before. It had a working, functional, living vagina on it.

"I get the reference, but that is just freaky looking."

"I figured today was when you were in a weird sex mood." she said through the pie vagina like it was a vertical mouth.

"That back there was normal compared to half the stuff I did yesterday."

"I didn't say that was weird. Someone doth protest too much."

"Whatever. Maybe I could go for something like anthro, an hour from now."

"I know just the furry you want. You want to be surprised?"

"Sure, why not?"