Auntie's Special Treat

Jon Snow stood with the Starks and their many people assembled in the main yard of Winterfell as the retinue of King Robert filed in through the main gate, a parade of carriages and riders slowly entering the heart of the North. This was only the second time Ned Stark and Robert Baratheon had met in almost 20 years; they'd both fought during the Greyjoy Rebellion 8 years ago, though Lord Stark had refused to talk to the King outside of planning the siege of Pyke. This sudden arrival was a very big deal to the tense relationship between the King and his Warden.

Jon stood with his family in the front row despite his bastard title, since he was loved by both his cousins and many of the people. His visits across the land and the help he provided to noble houses and smallfolk made him very popular, and the amazing loving he gave to ladies helped also. He stood beside Sansa, who was whispering excitedly in his hear about the many ladies and lords that filed in to the yard. Jon loved Sansa, and warmly responded to each little thing she said, sometimes with a small joke to make her giggle.

Jon looked at a lot of people worth remembering, as King Robert stepped out of his carriage and walked over to his uncle. He saw a very pretty blonde girl, Myrcella Baratheon, bashfully staring at him and he gave her a warm smile in return, making her blush yet grin also. He saw the beautiful Queen Cersei Lannister and her flawless body looking at him appraisingly with a confident smirk, rolling her eyes with a chuckle when he shot her a little wink. He saw Joffrey Baratheon, and was disappointed to see a thin rat faced boy looking at Winterfell with a disgust. Jon felt Sansa hold his hand and turned to see her sad face. He knew she'd wanted the prince to be more than an ugly spoiled teen, so he held her hand tightly to make her smile again. When he looked up, he noticed Ser Barristan Selmy staring at him with wide eyes of shock, like he'd seen Jon before. Jon assumed that he reminded the famous knight of his true father, Rhaegar, so he gave him a firm nod of respect. He was also glad to notice Tyrion Lannister, the Queen's only brother who'd travelled North since Ser Jaime had been left in King's Landing. The dwarf and the bastard shared a brief grin; they'd met on a trip to the Riverlands and became good friends, sharing jokes and stories. By this time, King Robert had greeted the rest of the Starks and now stood in front of Jon, who was taller than the once mighty warrior.

"So, you're Brandon's boy. " the King spoke approvingly. " Gods, you are tall. Aye. You certainly look similar to him with that proper Northern look."

"Hopefully I'm not too similar too my father, Your Grace. I've heard he could never handle liquor well!" Jon replied with a grin, making Robert Baratheon roar with laughter.

"No he could not, lad!" chuckled the King, clapping Jon on the shoulder and giving him a firm nod of approval. "Thank you Jon Snow, I've been needing a good laugh for a good damn while! Nice to see there's some actual fun in this family!" Robert then moved back towards Ned Stark, leaving Jon to let out a small hiss. It had taken every fibre of his body to have restraint, a make small talk with the man who killed his father. Nevertheless, Jon found the King's carefree and wild nature quite amusing. As Lord Stark took the King off towards the crypts of Winterfell, the rest of the royal family came to greet him and his cousins.

First was the Queen, who held out her hand elegantly for him to kiss. Jon bend down, whispered "Your Grace" and placed a light kids on her knuckles, letting out a light breadth into her hand before he looked up and let go. She gave nothing away but he could see the corners of her mouth rise a little and a brief twinkle in her eye before she moved on. Prince Joffrey paid no heed to the Starks and marched off, ordering Sandor Clegane to follow. Jon shot The Hound a look to show how badly he knew Clegane felt, and was rewarded with a nod from the tall man. Prince Tommen was quite nervous, but was brave enough to eagerly talk to Jon briefly before chatting with Bran again. Then came Princess Myrcella. She nervously stepped up to Jon and timidly said "Hello." to him, her beautiful face looking up at him with a small smile of apprehension. Jon took her hand with a small smile and gave it a tender little kiss, his lips lingering for a moment before he looked up. "Hello, Princess. My name is Jon." he spoke kindly, with a comforting look in his eyes. Myrcella turned red and looked down from his gaze, but Jon could see her beaming. Luckily Sansa began a chipper conversation with Myrcella and the two began to walk off alongside Beth Cassel and Jeyne Poole. As they left, Jon grinned as both Beth & Jeyne bit their lips and shot him sultry looks.

Jon was tempted to follow the girls as the people assembled in the courtyard began to disperse, before he felt a couple of tugs on his arm and a little voice whine 'Jon!" in the most adorable way. He turned with a little grin on his face to see Arya, standing by his side with an impatient look on her face and tapping her foot. She'd already torn her hair out of her bun. "You said we were going to practise today!" she exclaimed, annoyed at how they had missed their usual teaching session of sword fighting yesterday due to the King's imminent arrival. Jon mock groaned, prompting Arya to step right in front of him with an angry look on her face. "I'm serious!" she exclaimed loudly whilst crossing her arms forcefully, drawing amused looks from many people around them. Everyone in Winterfell had grown used to the young woman's feisty attitude, but no one loved her She-Wolf personality as much as Jon.

"Fine." Jon grinned, rolling his eyes. "Run and grab Needle from upstairs, and meet me in the Goodwood." Arya squealed happily, and jumped up to give Jon a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek before shouting "Thank you Jon!" and running off to get Jon's present for her on the last nameday. Jon laughed, before setting out towards the wood for another teaching session with his youngest sister.

About an hour later, and the people of Winterfell were in the great hall for a feast in the name of the King. There were many people there, men and women all having a good time. Jon sat with his family and the royal family at the high table, joining them this time. Other times the lord's opinions of bastards **** him to sit down with the rest of the small folk, or even leave the hall. Jon didn't really mind then, as he could cut loose and have a fun with the people, or flirt with some of the beautiful women around him. It was how he lost his virginity 3 years ago to Alayne, the beautiful brunette serving girl with an incredible ass and rack. They'd talked all evening before they went back to her rooms and made love all night and all of the next morning, earning Alayne a special place in Jon's life. But now, Jon was at the high table with his cousins, uncle, aunt and the royal visitors.

On the opposite side of the table to Robb, Theon, Bran, Joffrey, Tyrion and Tommen, Jon sat with Sansa, Myrcella and Arya after Lady Stark asked him to 'keep and eye on the girls'. He couldn't complain, especially as Catelyn was trapped talking with Queen Cersei although the two women got along fine and often glanced over to smile at Jon and their daughters getting along so well. The girls and Jon were having an animated and nice conversation, talking about all sorts of things. Jon was glad that Sansa and Arya were getting along so well for a change, making Myrcella feel really welcome. It helped that their Direwolves-Ghost, Nymeria and Lady-sat under the table, making the girls giggle when they fed the pets bits of food in return for little licks. Myrcella was also able to talk to Jon now, though she was still in wonder at his gorgeous physique, handsome face and confident personality. Whenever he shot her a grin, her cheeks flushed red and she grinned back at him. As the night went on and Jon talked to others on the table, the girls eventually went off to bed, leaving Jon to chat with the Queen. They spoke smoothly to one another, each person using their charm to try and seduce the other. The King was busy with an older big titted whore from town, whilst Ned conversed with Tyrion Lannister and some other lords, drinking more than most people had ever seen him drink. Robert wasn't a great influence on him. The rest of the boys had gone to bed also, Joffrey leaving almost as soon as the feast began due to an 'upset stomach'. The flirtatious actions between Jon and Cersei made for a fine display for an amused Catelyn, who herself was feeling transfixed and Jon's delicious body and addictive behaviour. After a while, it became too much for her.

"Jon," she suddenly interjected quietly, leaning towards her nephew to thrust her large cleavage towards him and giving him a sweet smile. "I'm feeling quite light headed. Would you mind escorting me to my chambers please?". As she spoke, she slowly rubbed her hands over his huge arms and thick chest.

Jon looked at his Aunt with a soft twinkle in his eyes and small teasing smirk. "I'd be honoured to, Lady Stark" he spoke formally, making Catelyn laugh softly and give him a playful slap to the chest. Jon then turned to Cersei and took her hands into his. This bold action was followed by Jon raising them to his lips and gently kissing her knuckles on both hands, his lips pressing for over a second as he stared into her gorgeous blue eyes with grey pools of her own, before taking them off and quietly murmuring "Goodnight, Your Majesty." to the blonde woman. Cersei was taken aback at the brazen seduction of the Northern man, but was powerless to stop it. Like so many other women, she was drawn in by his magnificent aura and gentle behaviour. She licked her lips unconsciously whilst stating at him rise to his feet and take Lady Stark's arm like the gentleman he was.

"Goodnight, Jon." she said breathily. Finding her voice, she turned and looked up at the Lady of Winterfell with a knowing smile and said "I hope you feel better in the morning."

Catelyn smiled back at the Queen with the same knowing look. "Thank you, your grace. I just need Jon to tuck me in to bed.". Wit that teasing remark, Catelyn and Jon turned and walked out of the hall towards Catelyns' chambers. The two strode down the corridor with excited looks on their faces, with Catelyn rubbing up against Jon's manly frame every chance they got until the two arrived at her door.

"Wait here, Jon" Catelyn purred, stroking his muscular chest before stepping into the room and flashing Jon a lustful look. "Auntie has a special treat for you, since you've been such good boy today."

She then closed the door with a little smirk, prompting Jon to grin snugly. Despite having 5 children, his aunt was beautiful and sensual women with smooth lovely skin, large D-Cup breasts, lovely brown eyes, honey brown hair cascading down from her shoulders and a nice firm ass. Their illicit affair had begun a year ago, when Jon seduced her whilst Lord Stark was away at Karhold for a week. She could not resist his incredible body and irresistible charm, and they'd been fucking every since. Their discretions had seen some very close calls though, like when he'd licked her delicious to orgasm whilst she talked to Sansa on the other side of a door, or when she'd ridden his beastly cock whilst little Rickon slept a few feet away. Catelyn loved her husband, but loved the incredible feeling Jon gave her just as much.

While he waited for Catelyn to get his 'treat' ready, Jon eased off his boots and jerkin to leave him shirtless, wearing only his breaches. He heard Catelyns' melodic voice through the door call "Come in", and slowly opened the door, tossing his clothes to the sides as he entered. When he stepped into the room, he stopped at the sight before him.

Catelyn Stark stood in front of a mirror, her back turned to him. She wore a silky blue robe that accentuated her hourglass figure and delectable curves, coming just below her juicy butt and her wrists. But as Jon looked into the mirror he saw that the robe was undone at the front, so Jon could look at her front completely uncovered. Her puffy snatch with little strands of hair around, her large tits with large straight nipples and an eager smile now that her muscle stud of a nephew had entered.

"Jon" she groaned sensually, closing her eyes and running her hands over her thighs and waist. "Come her and take your treat!"

"Gladly." said Jon, walking over to tower behind her and immediately running his hands over her thighs the same way here did, before he moved them upwards slowly to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples gently. Catelyn whimpered at this, pussy wettening at the feel of her adonis of a nephew. Jon then used his tongue to kiss along her jaw and neck, sucking her preacious skin. "Oh Jon!" Catelyn moaned out, "You feel so damn good. Oh baby, suck on your Aunties tits!"

"No." Jon growled in a husky voice that had the older woman trembling at the knees. "You're done giving orders". And with that, he stuck his tongue in Cat's mouth for her to eagerly begin sucking. Jon leaned down anyway, and began to suck on Catelyns' tits from behind, delighting in the taste. "JOOONNNN" she groaned loudly, arching her back to rub her add onto his massive bulge, constrained by his breeches. Jon then pulled her robe up, exposing her sexy ass and began to spank it, making Catelyn squeal in excitement and pleasure. "YES! I've been so naughty!" Eventually, Jon spun her around and began to kiss her heatedly kiss her, burying his tongue into her mouth. "HMMMMMM" came the muffled groan from inside Cat's mouth as she kissed her desirable nephew just as hard, rubbing his bulge with her hands at the same time.

"Lie down, my Prince" she whispered seductively, and lead Jon to the bed where she pushed him down, still wearing her until robe. Jon leaned back on the pillows, propping his head up so he could watch what Lady Stark would do to him next. She crawled onto the bed and lay on top of his frame, before she began to suck on his bottom lip and give it bites also. She soon moved lower down him to kiss his throat and neck, then lick his nipples to make him sigh in approval.

"Hmmm, you've been such a good boy, looking after your cousins" Catelyn purred asbshe trailed kisses down his abs, tracking his mammoth cock between her tits. "Enjoy your reward."

With that she took his breeches in her mouth and pulled them down, barely avoiding Jon's 16 inch monster hitting her in the face. A wide smile of pure lust sprung onto Catelyns' face, and her eyes widened. Even after seeing it before, she was astounded how huge it was every single time. She bbeganto stroke his cock, her hands barely fitting round its humongous girth. "You like that? You like me stroking your fucking huge cock? You're so thick and sexy!" Cat began to babble as she stroked the entirety of his pole, leaving Jon letting out deep, throaty groans at her ministrations that only made her wetter. A huge spurt of pre-cum (bigger that some men's actual loads) spilled out the head, and Catelyn eagerly latched onto it to lick it up. "OOH, BY THe GODS!" she moaned, the sweet delicious taste of her nephew being just as addictive as she remembered.

Catelyn then grabbed him by the bottom of his shaft and began to place delicate kisses down it. As she got to the bottom, she took his giant balls and gave them a little suck to make Jon gasp in pleasure. She giggled at this, and worked her up back his cock with long kicks from bottom to top, stopping when she reached his bulbous cockhead. Once there she looked up at Jon with an horny smile of control. "Your cock is so huge, a gift from a above!" she breathed softly. "Are you ready for me to worship it?"

"Mmm, definitely!" exclaimed Jon, smirking at her. "Let's see how much you ca-OH FUUUCK!!"

Jon suddenly yelled out in pleasure and slammed his head back onto the pillows as Catelyn Stark engulfed 10 inches of his cock in one fluid motion. She was ****, struggling to hold down so much man meat, but kept her eyes wide open and staring at her beautiful nephew. She slowly pulled her mouth off his dick, gasping for air once she did so. "Must..... suck.... Cock!!" she panted loudly before immediately swallowing the penis once again and furiously bobbing her head up and down on it. Jon gripped the bed sheets with one hand whilst the other was placed on Catelyns' head, helping her give an epic blowjob. "Yes Auntie! You're so fucking GOOD!" Jon groaned out amongst other praises, filling Cat with pride. When she wasn't sucking his dick, Cateltyn feverishly slobbered over his cock whilst cupping his huge balls, whimpering to herself at how amazing it felt to serve Jon Snow. This continued for almost half an hour, to the point that Jon's cock and Catelyns' face were completely coated in thick pre-cum, drool and spit.

"OH SHIT CAT!!" Jon was ready to blow, his giant cock throbbing in excitement, with thick veins showing. Catelyn barely heard him moan out that he was getting close to orgasm, as his cock had completely hypnotised her. Suddenly she buried 12 inches of his penis into her mouth, **** on Jon's huge length. That was too much for Jon.

"I'M CUUUMMMING!!" Jon bellowed out as he shut his eyes and grabbed the bed hard. His cock exploded, sending mountains of rich, oozing semen deep into the gullet of the MILF. The very sensation of this had Cat's pussy explode in her own orgasm, coating her legs with her juices. Jon's cum spurted into her mouth so much her cheeks bulged and she began to overfill. Desperately she pulled her full mouth off of his cock, being careful not too drop any of his cum out of her mouth. However Jon's load was not done, and he continued to groan as more sperm burst out of his cock. It flew up into the air and splattered Catelyn all over her breasts and face. Some of it landed directly on Jon's abs. Eventually he stopped cumming, and Jon lay back to enjoy the release he'd gotten.

Jon looked down and smiled to see Catelyn scooping Jon's cum off of her body and into her mouth vividly, moaning "So good!" as she tasted his incredible tasting seed. After cleaning herself off, she dove onto Jon's chest to lick his seed off his abs. Jon hummed contently as he tongue licked his body eagerly. When he was clean also, she turned her head to see Jon's massive pillar standing tall and erect once more. "Jon!!" she gasped dramatically, "Ready already?" she turned to lick his body once more before murmuring quietly "Time for your next treat."

Squatting over his huge cock, Catelyn gazed down at Jon lovingly before she dropped down and impaled herself on Jon's member, taking over half of it straight away. "AAAAAAAA!!!" the Lady of Winterfell screamed, overwhelmed with pleasure that no man but Jon could bring "OOOOH". To Jon's delight, she quickly began to bounce up and down on his pole, moaning very loudly as she did so. Jon grabbed her round arse and squeezed, growling at the feeling of her snatch round around his cock. Their coupling continued for quite some time as Catelyn bounced on top of Jon, cumming once but refusing to stop bouncing.

"OHH YEESSS!!" Catelyn slumped forward onto Jon, held up only by his giant cock, her pussy convulsing and releasing her juices as she orgasmed with a loud scream and goofy smile. Jon grinned, and softly stroked her hair as she slowly regained her senses. "Thank you Jon" she said quietly, breathing heavily "But you still have one final treat to enjoy." Jon watched intently as she rolled of his cock and positioned herself on her hands and knees in front of his body, facing away from him. She turned her head and smiled widely at him, before speaking.

"Fuck my ass"

Jon eyes widened with delight at what he'd just heard. He'd done anal before, but never with Catelyn and was excited to rock her world. Jon then crawled over to and knelt behind her form, to finger her arse hole gently with one hand. Catelyn let out a low groan and her head dropped to the bed, whilst she pushed her butt higher. "Please Jon, Fuck my ass! Please!!" she whimpered. "Of course." Jon responded with a little smirk. He then slid 9 inches of his cock into Catelyns' smallest hole with a smooth and gentle thrust of his hips.

"EEEEEEEE!!! SHIIIIITT!!!" shrieked Catelyn. Tears sprung to her eyes, she tore at the sheets below her, her whole shuddered and she climaxed out of nowhere all over the bed, all because of the massive sting of plain and pleasure Jon's horse sized cock gave her. Without giving her anymore time to rest, a horny Jon began to slide in and out of her tight ass, gripping her thighs, hips and later her hair as he pummeled her expertly, giving her more and more each time. As he ravaged her from behind, he ripped off her silky with his large pillars of manliness that people called arms. All this time, Catelyn wailed and screamed, praying to the old gods and the new incomprehensibly as well. Jon loved that sound, and managed to keep thrusting for a good 10 minutes. A cock sized bulge was formed on Catelyns' stomach by Jon's dick by that time, and Catelyn and Jon were both moments away from their climax. Eventually, neither could take it any more.

"YEEEESSS!!!" bellowed Jon as Cat's tight ass milked his big bursting balls of their cum through his massive rod, sending streams of thick warm sperm deep into her canal.

"AAAAAAAEEEEEE!!!!" Catelyn screamed at the exact same time, from the massive release having yet another massive orgasm. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she slumped forward ****. Jon pulled his cock out of Catelyns' ass with a grunt, and spurted the remainder of his seed over her back magnificently. He looked down with pride to see Catelyn out cold, a blissful smile on her face that shouted out to the world that she'd been fucked amazingly. Her hair was a mess also, and the bed was soaked with their collective juices. His cock was finally softening.

Jon tucked Catelyn into bed gently and got dressed quietly, kissing his slumbering Aunt gently on the lips before he slipped out of her room. Jon breathed once before he turned to see a very nice sight.

It was Alayne and her redheaded friend Meralith, the cook's sexy young daughter. The two looked at him with unconcealed lust in their eyes, before they began to slowly walk towards him, their curvy hips sashaying as they approached with horny smiles and most definitely wet pussies. Jon smirked, and began to strife over towards the girls also, his huge cock beginning to stir in his breeches already.

The night was far from over.