Post-Date Jitters

It was weird to be waiting up for your aunt to get home from her date. It was probably odder that you fell asleep on your laptop anyway. It was midnight when she stumbled through the door and the noise didn't rouse you. You were however still aroused, which made you falling asleep while sporting that prolonged erection probably something that might need looking at in the future.

"Wake up," whispered your aunt, shaking you on the shoulder. Lifting your head you blinked, eyes adjusting to the brightness of the laptop screen in your face. Your aunt was a silhouette since the rest of the room's lights were off, but eventually you adjusted as you saw her needy expression and felt the twang in your pants that really cleared the fuzz from your brain.

"Oh, you're back," you said groggily. "How was it?"

"It was great. It went great. Get up get up!" she hissed hurriedly, distracted, voice still hushed despite there being no reason for quietness.

"Why are you whispering? Is something wrong?" you asked as you got pulled to your feet. That seemed to clear your aunt's mind a bit too and she spoke at a normal volume again.

"No no nothing's wrong," she said. "I just... I really need some cum right now. You're still hard!" Her hand was on your crotch again and you winced, though not from pain. She seemed thrilled that you appeared ready to go. With a simple nod you followed as your aunt took your hand and lead you to her bedroom. There was such a frantic air about her you didn't even question why she couldn't just go down on you immediately rather than changing locations, until you were there.

"Are you sure you're okay?" you insisted, now standing by her bed.

"I am," she said, now less agitated as she began unpinning her earrings then undoing her necklace. "Or I'm going to be." She had turned a lamp on and you got a better look at your aunt now. She was still amazing in her slim black dress. Her hair and makeup still looked fine, apparently untouched and perfect... aside from the slight smudging of her lipstick. You could imagine whose fault that was.

"So you and Brynn really hit it off?" you inquired with a smile. You stepped out of the shorts you dropped and saw your aunt's stare sparkle.

"I think so... god you have no idea how wet I got just sitting near her," said your aunt, now starting to hike up her dress. You swallowed and felt your fingers twitch, an urge making you step forward. Your hands found her hips and your aunt froze, her eyes trailing up to you.

"You can tell me all about it," you said, gathering her dress with your fingers, slowly lifting it up her legs. You could smell her perfume, now mixed with someone else's. There was a tremble to her lips as she felt your warmth over her while she got cooler the more of her skin you exposed. "Hearing about you getting wet will make me cum faster," you told her, as if it was a secret tip. The dress was bunched up around her waist now and your aunt grabbed your wrist. This gave you pause and you locked eyes with her.

"I still am wet," she sighed, lowering your hand until you were touching the edge of her underwear. She let you go then and your hand stayed where she left it, part of her dress falling back onto your forearm. You decided to stay on the outside first and slid your hand down over her panties. She wasn't kidding about being wet. Your fingers didn't have to travel far until they met dampness, then warm wetness that seeped through the thin lacy fabric of your aunt's underwear. She moaned lightly at your light touch, watching your face as you investigated the flooding what Brynn had caused. You slipped your fingers in from the side, pushing her underwear away and making her gasp. She was drenched, her lips slick, greasing your digits without you even needing to penetrate her yet.

"What did you and Brynn do on your date?" you asked her conversationally as she shivered against your rubbing her between the legs.

"Dinner..." she breathed, closing her eyes for a moment to appreciate the sensations. "Dinner at some... fancy Mediterranean place... I forget the name... she was already in there-IN THERE!" You had slid two fingers into your aunt's sopping cunt and began to gently pull them in and out. "She was so beautiful," continued your aunt after catching her breath. "She wasn't wearing her glasses... Contacts I guess... her hair was in this updo but her bangs framed her face... and her neck.. god she has the most gorgeous neck."

You stepped closer you aunt, still fingering her while your erection swayed between you. There was the temptation to lean down and kiss the woman's neck but you weren't sure if that was being too intimate with her, which was of course the weirdest fucking thought to have right now, but you also didn't want to interrupt her date story. "She had a jacket on over her dress," she said, breathy and dripping more and more warm arousal onto your hand. "And it left this ... window of her cleavage... I wanted to just bury my face in there in the middle of there restaurant... I could barely concentrate on my plate of whatever the hell I ordered. Oh my god..." She shifted her feet then as you made her shake just a bit, the small early shot of an orgasm rolling up her body from your rhythmic fingering.

"What did you do after dinner?" you questioned her, your fingers questing on.

"We... we... went for a walk... in the park... " she replied, now constantly needing to swallow her building salivation every few breathy seconds as she talked. "We talked... she likes dogs... everyone likes does though... and all I could think about was how I could find a way to kiss her... My god she has the sexiest lips... have you ever seen Brynn eat a dessert? I was so goddamn jealous of that soufle..."

"Did you kiss her?" you asked, trying not to sound **** even though you felt like you needed closure on this even more than she did. She smiled knowingly, licking her lips in reverie.

"There was one of those romantic horse carriage things by the stone bridge," she said. "This old guy in a top hat was the driver, kind of looked like you with a grey beard." You raised an eyebrow and she laughed a little, which turned into a moan with how it made her shake on your fingers. "And we took a ride... we got into the back of that carriage and went around the city for a bit... I gotta admit, I was a little grabby in there." You could only imagine... two beautiful women in a horse drawn carriage getting handsy... "Luckily she was up for it," said your aunt happily. "I think we spent the last 15 minutes of that ride just kissing... I'm guessing the the driver didn't mind either because I think the carriage had been stopped for 10 minutes before Brynn noticed that he was watching us make out. I don't blame him. " You certainly empathised. "We decided to call it a night and got in a cab. Ride was a bit shorter so we didn't really do much... and I was starting to feel the cravings," she said, licking her lips again as her eyes fell to your untouched cock. Still needing to finish her story she tore her eyes away and returned them to your slightly dazed gaze. "The cab stopped at her apartment... I so wanted to follow her up... and just tear her clothes off and fuck her every way I know how... but I knew I couldn't go..." she breathed, sounding frustrated. "I had to come back and get my dose... from you."

You swallowed and nodded, feeling guilty about ending her date early even though it really wasn't your fault.

"Sorry about that?" you apologized anyway, compelled by how you had metaphorically blueballed your aunt. She stepped closer to you, your hand getting stuck between her thighs and making her moan and also you groan. There was a shrug that endeavored to be casual while your fingers kept fucking her.

"Brynn seemed okay with me leaving early," she said. "And I did get to kiss her... you have no idea what's like to kiss a girl like that..." At this you felt the need to defend you self, and as you curled your fingers slightly, making your aunt cry out and shudder, you licked your lips.

"I think I might have some idea," you said. "I've kissed girls other than you, you know." She smiled, shaking her head sympathetically.

"You have no idea," she told you, leaning forward then gently planting her lips on your neck. It was your turn to shiver and you could only stare at your aunt when you saw her face again. "You know what it's like to kiss a girl... yes," she said before kissing you on the cheek. She pulled away. "And you know how soft a girl's lips are." She kissed you on the lips now as if to demonstrate and you drank in her sweet saliva, the warmth of her tongue making you throb. She broke the kiss but remained just barely touching your mouth with hers. "Now imagine how soft it is... when a girl... kisses another girl..."

You groaned at the revelation and also at your aunt's hand finally wrapping around your aching cock. "It's fucking amazing," she concluded, then pressed her lips to yours again, unable to relive the experience of Brynn's soft kiss again but going for the next best thing. "I really need your cum now," she gasped as you parted. You nodded, pulling your fingers from her which made her sigh then continued to pull up her dress. She raised her arms for you and to say you enjoyed being the one to undress your aunt was putting it lightly. You marvelled at the drop of her breasts as the gown slipped up to her neck and finally she was only wearing her soaked panties. Before she could get down onto her knees you grabbed her shoulders, stopping the cum addict from getting what she wanted.

"What did you want to do to Brynn if you got into her apartment?" you asked her urgently, an odd bubble of competitiveness rising in your chest. Puzzlement stared back at you for a moment and she just uttered what came to mind.

"I wanted to taste her pussy," she said, frank and kind of torn between her fantasizing and this hot and bothersome reality. "Make her cum in my mouth..."

"And what did you want Brynn to do?" you followed up intensely. She swallowed at her thoughts then her eyes stared somewhere through your head.

"I... want her to eat me out," she said, her eyes slowly getting into focus and seeing your face. "I... you... do you ... wh...?" She was at a loss for words, like her brain had been halfway through putting together a jigsaw puzzle but then dropped it and scattered the pieces. You slid your hands down the sides of her body, coming to resting on her hips Your thumbs were hooked into her waistband.

"I can if you want me to... " you said quietly. "I did kind of ruin your date night." There was a crease in her brows like her heartstrings had been pulled and she smiled kindly at you, then bit her lips as you tried to pull at something else. You lowered her underwear a tiny bit more. "I wa... I... " she breathed, her gaze cloudy.