Chapter 63: My MILF Aunt Will Break

"No, Alex... we shouldn’t do this... it’s wrong," she gasped, voice weak, but her hand came up to cover mine—not stopping me, just pressing it harder against her breast.

"But Aunt," I murmured close to her ear, sliding my other hand to her thick thigh, squeezing the soft flesh, "this is the only way you can help me with this... addiction."

"Oh yeah?" she breathed, eyes half-lidded, lust winning. "Will this really help you?"

"Yes, Aunt Melanie," I said, turning her face to mine, pulling her in.

She looked at me—eyes dark, glassy, full of forbidden want—and kissed me deep, lips parting slow, tongue sliding against mine smooth and hungry. We kissed like that—hot, wet, desperate—while I kept squeezing her boobs, feeling them overflow my hands.

After a long minute, she broke the kiss, panting. "Okay, Alex... I’ll show you my boobs. But nothing more, okay?"

She slipped the thin straps off her shoulders slow—teasing, deliberate—revealing a lacy black bra that barely contained her massive jugs. Then she reached behind, unclasped it, and let it fall.

Fuck.

Those huge boobs spilled free—heavy, perfect, nipples dark and hard, skin flushed. The view was everything—my aunt stripping slow in my bedroom, giving in piece by piece while I made her hornier with every touch.

I grabbed them bare now—firm, juicy handfuls, squeezing rough as I leaned in and sucked one nipple hard, biting down sharp.

"Aaahhh—Alex!" she cried, pulling my head closer, fingers tangling in my hair. "Even your uncle isn’t this rough on me... not for a long time anyway..."

The truth spilled out—why her body craved this, why she’d really come here pretending to lecture me.

I pulled her dress up higher, hand sliding between her thighs—finding her pussy soaked through her panties, dripping from just this.

"Aah... Alex... I told you no more than boobs..." she protested weakly, trying to close her legs, hand pushing at mine.

But I kissed her hard—deep, claiming—swallowing her moans until she melted again, thighs parting wide, letting my fingers rub her clit through the wet lace.

She approved with a desperate whimper, hips rocking into my touch.

Nothing more? Yeah right.

She was already too far gone.

And I was taking everything.

I stood up fast, throwing off my shirt and pants—fully naked now, cock throbbing thick and hard in the open air, pointing straight at her.

She stared, eyes wide, lips parted, breath catching as she took in the size again.

"You couldn’t get this dick out of your head, right?" I said low, stepping closer, letting it bob inches from her face.

"It’s not like that, Alex," she protested weakly, voice shaky, still trying to play the good aunt. "I just wanted to help you..."

But her lust was winning—eyes glued to my cock, thighs pressing together, nipples hard as diamonds.

I grabbed her arms, pulling her up to stand. She obeyed instantly, body pliant, desperate. My hands went to her dress—yanking it up and off in one rough pull, leaving her in just panties and nothing else.

I slapped her tits hard—once, twice—watching them jiggle wild, turning red under my palm.

"Aaahhh—Alex... you’re so rough with your sweet aunt..." she moaned, arching into it, no real protest left.

"Aunt Melanie," I growled, slapping her ass next—sharp crack on those plump cheeks through the thin panties. "You’re so fucking hot. I don’t think Uncle deserves a body like this."

"Don’t say that, Alex..." she whimpered, but her ass pushed back for more. "You’re my nephew... I’m just doing this to cure your addiction..."

I hooked my fingers in her panties and ripped them down—exposing her fully. My aunt—proper, beautiful Aunt Melanie—stood naked in my bedroom, dripping wet, body on fire for me to do anything I wanted.

Memories flashed—childhood vacations, family gatherings, getting random hard-ons staring at her ass in sundresses, then forgetting as years passed. But now? Pure fantasy come true.

I stepped close, rubbing my cock slow along the soft curve of her belly—teasing, letting her feel the heat, the thickness, what was about to break her today.

"Alex... isn’t this enough?" she whispered, voice trembling, trying one last time. "You wanted to see my boobs... now please let me go..."

I pushed her back onto the bed—gentle but firm. She fell with a gasp, legs already parting as I climbed over her.

She didn’t stop me—spread them wider herself, eager, pussy dripping and open, pink and ready.

Her words said stop.

Her body screamed take me.

I knelt between her thighs, spreading them fully—hands under her knees, pushing them back until she was completely exposed.

"Look at you," I rasped, rubbing the head through her slick folds. "Good aunt... begging for her nephew’s cock."

She moaned, hips rocking up. "Alex... please..."

I got my face close to her spread, exposed pussy—pink, glistening, swollen from everything I’d already done. I spat thick—once, twice—watching it drip down her folds, then rubbed it wild with my fingers, spreading the mess, circling her clit rough until her hips bucked.

She lost it completely—body jerking, moans turning to desperate cries. Her pussy was so sensitive, spasming under my touch, clenching on nothing.

I spat more—thick and deliberate—rubbing faster, making her pussy twitch and leak, so pink and inviting, begging for her nephew’s cock.

Then I dove in head first—tongue flat and hard, licking deep from entrance to clit in long, hungry strokes, sucking her folds into my mouth, tasting her sweetness.

"Aaahhh—Alex... I’m so sensitive there!" she cried, hands fisting the sheets, legs trying to close but held wide by my grip.

I kept spreading her legs mercilessly, forcing her open, and devoured her—licking wild, sucking the life out of her pussy, tongue thrusting deep inside her walls, fucking her with it while my nose ground against her clit.

"Say you want my dick," I growled against her slick heat, voice muffled as I sucked her clit hard.

"No... Alex... it’s enough..." she whimpered, but her hips rocked up into my mouth, betraying every word.

I licked deeper than before—tongue spearing inside, curling, lapping every drop.

"Say it," I growled again.

"Yes... Alex... please... fill your sweet aunt... I’m begging you..." she broke, voice wrecked, body shaking.

"You want your nephew’s cock in you?" I rasped, pulling back just enough to look at her—face flushed, eyes desperate.

"Yes... please... fuck your aunt..." she sobbed, legs spreading wider on their own, pussy clenching visibly, dripping for me.

I rose up, cock throbbing painfully hard, lined up at her entrance.