Wife's aunt
My story has nothing to do with pornography. And if anyone likes to read purely fabricated pornographic pleasures from someone's imagination, then this is not the place for you. Everything I write about is the absolute truth, and it all happened in my family. I got married six years ago. My wife is a normal woman, with the mindset of a bit of an owner. But this spring, changes happened to her that I didn't understand. Our sexual life with her was normal and without any complexes; she could take my cock in her mouth and suck it without any issue, I would lick her pussy, she enjoyed anal sex, which I absolutely loved, so much so that I would definitely go into her ass at least once a week. Living with my wife, I couldn't even
imagine cheating, and certainly not that this cheating would happen by her will, and not even by her will, but by her insistent request.In the evening after the celebration for my wife's birthday, I was quite drunk, tired, and went to my room early to sleep. The guests had left by then, only my wife's aunt, Vera, remained. That's what we called her, as she was only a few years older than my wife, basically still a young woman of thirty-eight. And she looked younger than her age, slender, of average height, and with a good figure. Successful in business, not poor, she had her own big house, an expensive SUV, but her husband Sergei, who couldn't wait for her to be cured of infertility, ran off even before our wedding. My wife put our daughter, Vera's goddaughter, to sleep and lay down with me. I started kissing my wife, caressing her, but after drinking, something—my little friend didn't want any relations, and Natasha, feeling and squeezing it, said—no, apparently he's not up for sex, and it's better for you not to torture yourself. I hugged my understanding wife, pressing my whole body against her.
Natasha started asking me questions from afar, the meaning of which I couldn't grasp. Could you cheat on me? — she asked. — What are you talking about! Don't I satisfy you enough? — What if it's out of necessity, to help someone? — How is that helping? — Just need to help a person. — Help by fucking, or giving pleasure. Natasha sat up in bed and, looking at my drunk face, said — I'll tell you straight, could you fuck Vera? — Vera is a beauty, no argument there, but she's much older, then she's your aunt, thirdly, I've never even thought of such a thing. I like her as a person, but to cheat on you with her... No, never. And with any other woman, maybe it's for now, but I have no desire. — Maybe I didn't express it right, and it's not exactly cheating. In short, Vera needs a child. She went through a course of treatment. Fertilization at a clinic costs crazy money. Finding just anyone is difficult and dangerous. What's the danger? I asked. — The danger is in claims. She gives birth and then starts dividing things up. And we are family, and the child will be ours in a way, Vera will be the mother, you and I will become its godparents, and you are a healthy, normal man and the only one in our family, because we are all girls.
Thinking that this was clearly a test of my integrity, I stopped answering my wife's questions and explanations, pretending to have fallen asleep. The next day, I got up early and went to my auto center in Vera's car for its maintenance. All day, Natasha's mysterious words didn't leave my head. In the evening, our feast continued, but now just the three of us. We drank wine, had snacks, but after my wife put our daughter to sleep and sat down at the table, she immediately started the conversation about what she had talked to me about at night. I almost burned with shame. Let's do it like this — she said. This will be our secret, and only the three of us, and so that there is no cheating on your part, my dear husband, then at that moment I will be nearby, and no other way, I've decided that. How is nearby? — I asked. How should that look? And in general, I have a slightly different solution, if this is so necessary then we spit on shame, there's no time for it. I read somewhere that female prisoners, to get out of prison, used to get pregnant from male prisoners. They would collect sperm in a condom and pass it to the women's cells, and they would pour it into themselves, well, I think you understand where. I agree even with that — said Vera, that way it even somehow won't violate our relationship.
— What relationship are you talking about, you are my aunt, sister, and friend, I am ready for anything to help you. So, my dear husband, you are on a dry law for two weeks, not a drop of alcohol, and after two weeks, little Vera will come to us and we will begin.
Two weeks later, Vera arrived. And sitting at the table in the evening, we began, or rather my wife began, developing a plan of action. My wife's first decision was this: I take a jar, go to the bathroom and jerk off, then give it to her standing outside the door, she takes it to Vera's bedroom, Vera pours the contents into her vagina. And this procedure will continue until she gets pregnant. And she will live with us all this time.
Without waiting for an answer from me, Natasha handed me a jar and sent me to the bathroom. Listen, maybe you could do it for me by coming into the bathroom with me? — I said. To which she agreed.
In the bathroom, we didn't jerk off, but putting my wife on all fours, I started fucking her. But under the impression of the conversation, I couldn't cum. About ten minutes of my actions passed, zero effect. I immediately took baby cream from the cabinet in the bathroom, pulled out my worker, generously lubricated it with cream, and entered my wife's ass; she groaned in pain, but for her aunt's sake, she kept quiet. After about a dozen entries into my wife's anus, I felt the surge, I grabbed the jar, and barely managed to pull my cock out of her passage. My wife grabbed the jar, without putting on her panties, and ran to Vera's room. The next day, on Saturday, my wife got up and, waking me, said — I don't like this, and anyway, she is my aunt and she will be in our bed.
And I beg you, let's do it as it should be, I don't want to run around with a jar. And it's not very convenient for Vera either, waiting ready in the room. And you don't know for sure, maybe it can't be done that way, maybe those prisoners did something different for this. — Then what do you suggest? So you'll bring her to me like for mating, and you'll stand outside the door or leave us in the room and go sleep in another? — No, I've thought of something, just don't object, I beg you. We'll put Vera in bed with us, fortunately it's big. So that there is no cheating or even for me to blame you in this, we will fuck together, but you will cum in her.
We decided so, I simply couldn't refuse my wife in her persistence, or maybe in the interest of being together as three. Vera and my wife came when I was already asleep. I woke up from my wife's kisses; she was kissing my chest, caressing my cock, Vera was lying next to me. When my cock became hard, I first inserted it into my wife. Then my wife whispered to me to move over to Vera. I got off my wife, pressed against Vera, kissed her on the lips, and slowly climbed on top of her. She herself guided my cock into her womb. I felt the juice of her vagina with my cock and started pushing it deeper into Vera. Her vagina was wet, warm, and very tight; I felt the difference immediately. A woman of her age, and such a great pussy, flashed through my mind. But my wife's presence was affecting me; I fucked Vera for a long time, unable to cum. Vera rolled her eyes, trembled all over, and clenched her teeth, holding back moans, then I felt my wife's palm on my balls, she was caressing them and kissing my ass.
In three months, I will become the father of four children. My wife will have a boy, and Vera will have two girls; at our triple council, it was decided to give them my patronymic, and the girls will have Vera's maiden name as their surname. But to put a final point on this matter, I want to add regarding all the actions of my mother-in-law; she not only knows about all this, but I think this cunning plan of help was not without her participation. But at first, I was somehow offended by being used. But now, looking at two quite plump women, I'm even glad that this happened. Further sexual pleasures between us, I think, will not continue, but if my wife and Vera are not against it — I won't object.