She wasn’t really my aunt, but I grew up calling her Aunt Jamie. She was one of my mom’s best friends and as I got older and developed a healthy (ok, sometimes sick lol) interest in the opposite sex, I couldn’t help but notice what a sexy bitch Aunt Jamie really was… She wasn’t married, and used to hang out with various guys, changing them every now and then… I would still call her Aunt Jamie sometimes, though we both kinda smiled when I called her that.
When this spanking story took place, I was already 24 and very much sexually experienced. I knew what I liked, and one of my favorite pastimes was putting a submissive girlfriend through a rough spanking…
“Aunt” Jamie was in her late forties, I think she had just turned 47, actually, but still a hot babe if I ever saw one. Nice long brown hair, often in a ponytail, green eyes, and a pair of soft thick lips on a pretty face. She took good care of her body, a regular at the local gym, which I suspect served as a pickup spot for her too. She had nice firm and fairly large boobs, which she often put on display, showing ample cleavage. I got hard more than once when she would bend over towards me, obviously giving me a nice glimpse of her breasts on purpose. I used to get hard, very hard, and angry too sometimes at this obvious teasing, no pleasing, routine.
So, this one evening, about a year ago, I got home to visit my mom. She wasn’t at home yet, so I let myself in, picked a beer and turned on the TV, waiting for mom. She called me on my cell to say she would be late. I’m lying there on the couch, all nice and comfy, when the doorbell rings. I get up and who’s there if not Aunt Jamie… it was raining outside, and she scattered inside, right away, taking off her raincoat and shaking her hair. She was wearing a rather skimpy dress, and I just couldn’t help it, feeling a famliar thug at my loins. She was hot alright, her big titties pushed up out of her cleavage… gee, what a slut, I thought, and got even harder.
“Hey, TJ, where’s your mama?”, she asked cheerfully. I told her mom would be late tonight and that I was there waiting for her. “Well, I think I’ll wait here with you, if you don’t mind… got another one of them beers there for me?”
I got her a beer and she sat right next to me on the couch, and what do you know, her hand went right to my hair, caressing me, like I was some baby. I smiled and moved my hand, and a short dialogue developed, soon enough turning into open flirtation on her part. I couldn’t believe it… She told me she was on her way to a date, but her guy called it off while she was in the car, so she decided to pay my mom a surprise visit. Then she went off to talk about how hard it was, being a lonely girl and all that shit. I think it wasn’t her first beer for the evening either, considering the way her eyes began measuring me up. I had a distince feeling that this horny “auntie” was looking at me as potential prey for that night.
I went to the kitchen to bring her another beer, like she asked, when suddenly the phone rings and it’s my mom on the line. She tells me her car stuck, on the other side of town. It’s so late, and rainy, and she was at her sister’s place anyway, so she figured she might as well stay the night there, and asked if I could come get her in the morning. I said sure, and wished her a good night. On the way back to the living room, I realized I had the house all to myself with one horny older slut already half naked on the couch… I decided it might be time to show Aunt Jamie that TJ has become a man indeed, and I knew in my heart that this slutty bitch needs a good spanking. She’s been teasing me for too long, time to make her submit me…
She was staring at something on the damn TV when I got back into the room. I got right behind her, and put my hands on her exposed shoulders, and began to gently rub them, “you look tense, Aunt Jamie, maybe we can do something to take your mind off your troubles tonite?” She threw her head back in response and purred at me… “hmmmm, that feels nice darling, and very very promising, but your mom is on her way here…”
I assured her that we had the house to ourselves, and she looked very excited at this piece of news. I got to her front now, sat on the table in front of her and said, “Aunt Jamie, there is something specific I have in mind for you this evening… something very cleansing, that I have done with other women before. I think you need this. I know I need this…” She looked puzzled at first, smiled a little, then looked puzzled again, as I didn’t smile back and kept a straight face. The expression on her face changed now, and she looked just like I wanted her to look, submissive, and willing to do as I told.
“Get up”, I said, in a stern voice. She shook a little, but then got up on her legs. I told her to turn around, and she did, presenting me with her wonderful round butt, packed in her tight red dress. Without further ado, I lifted her dress up, pushing and rolling it towards her waistline, hearing her utter a sudden cry of surprise, but her attempt at keeping the dress down was very feeble and I could see she was getting very turned on. I told her to place her hands on the back of the couch in front of her, and she complied and spread her legs slightly as she did that. She was wearing a nice pair of white silky panties, and I could smell her pussy juice as I leaned forward to slowly peel them off. She never resisted, just stood there, bent over, her ass exposed for me, breathing harder and waiting. I knew I was going to get my own back, after years of cockteasing, this slut aunt was going to get her due with a good rough spanking…
This one here is only beginning, just lying there, her white cotton panties pulled down to her knees, her sweet white cotton socks pulled high, meeting those panties half way. A picture of innocense, patiently and obediently awaiting her spanking, just look at that ass and tell me you don’t get hard and aching to slap this thing of beauty…
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