"Fine, but you have to promise not to tell anyone, especially your father."
"I swear, I won't tell anyone. This secret is just between us."
Ellie's eyes lit up, and the hesitation on her face faded, replaced by a smile of relief.
I wasn't sure why she cared so much about me, even before the brainwashing. But that was a mystery for another time.
"Do you want me to start now?" she murmured, her eyes wandering to my still rocked hard manhood.
"Yeah."
Slowly, she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her midi skirt.
Then, little by little, the fabric began its descent.
First, it slipped past her hips, clinging briefly as if reluctant to part ways.
As it passed her knees, gravity took over, letting the skirt pool gently around her ankles with a soft rustle.
Beneath it all were black lace panties, delicate and nearly see-through, allowing me to see her slit that a well trimmed bush.
"Let me have your panty," I murmured. "Put it on my face,"
The fabric pressed against my nose, warm and faintly damp.
Every breath pulled me deeper. Aroused, lightheaded, and lost in her scent.
Through the openings of her underwear, I caught glimpses of her movement as she climbed onto the bed and straddled my waist.
At last, everything was falling into place.
Gently, she guided my shaft towards her entrance, the tip of my manhood touching her wetness.
"hmmm… it's too big" she moaned softly, feeling it press deeper, slowly pushing past her pinkish folds.
"Be honest, which one's bigger, mine or your husband's?"
My lips curled , enjoying every second of her flustered look.
She lowered her gaze with a timid smile. "Yours...It's… thicker.... and way longer"
Damn, she was too irresistible for her own good.
Her words lit a fire in me I couldn't put out. There was something dangerously exciting about taking what belonged to someone else.
No surprise this kind of genre topped the charts on those questionable manga site everyone pretends they don't visit.
"I..I'm putting it all in," she exhaled, her words making me anticipate more.
She slowly lowered herself, taking me inch by inch, until I hit her cervix.
"Ou...outch. It hurts..." she cried out.
Her walls clenched, adjusting to my girth as she began to move, riding me with a desperation that spoke of her own pent-up desires.
"Your pussy feels so good, it's too tight for someone who already has children."
She moaned and let herself grind on me faster. "It's your cock. It's too big. It's stretching out my pussy."
Her cheeks turned a rosy pink. "I feel like my pussy will break if I continue."
She bit her lower lip gently, trying to hold back the sweet little moans that threatened to spill out.
"Aunt Ellie, you don't have to hold back. Just be honest with yourself. Let it all out. "
With my command in full effect, her eyes shimmered brightly.
Seconds later, her moans poured out.
"Ahhh… Axel," she let out a faint cry, her hips moving faster. "It feels so good… I haven't felt this wanted in years."
"Y...You're making me feel things I shouldn't... God, it's so wrong, but I love riding your cock better than your father."
"Say it! Tell me how much better I make you feel," I ordered, watching her face twist from the pleasure.
"Your cock is so much better… it's perfect. Bigger, thicker…Way more than I ever got at home. I feel like a woman again, not just some trophy housewife."
"Oh? You're really that frustrated with him, aren't you? Go on, tell me more. I'm listening."
"He's always so busy with work. I don't even exist in his eyes ."
"I told him I needed attention, that I wanted to feel wanted again. I even suggested we visit you together, but no—his company, his money, that's all he ever cares about."
Talking bad things about her husband while taking in another cock made her muscles clench tighter.
"Please, Axel… don't ever stop using me. I want to be yours...completely."
Seeing her true self, completely unfiltered, stripped of shame and restraint was intoxicating.
Right now, none of it mattered—not the ring on her finger or the title she held. She was just a woman, lost in the thrill of being fucked by a man who wasn't her husband.
"Aunt Ellie… I'm close. You feel too good. I can't hold it much longer."
She moaned in response. "It's okay… you can finish inside me. My period's in three days."
That was the final blow.
"Shit… I'm gonna cum,"
My cock throbbed deep inside her, and then, like a dam bursting—I came hard, pumping everything into her.
"Me too!" she cried, her hips bucking uncontrollably as it squeeze out every drop.
She collapsed against my chest, skin damp and trembling.