MILF Paradise System-Chapter 264: MILF Aunt is Needy
She said it with absolute confidence, the words dripping with the same smug, playful arrogance she always carried. The knife moved in steady, rhythmic slices, carrots splitting and rolling apart across the cutting board.
I stepped closer, slowly, until I was right behind her. My hands settled on her hips, fingers digging gently into the soft flesh through the thin sundress. I pressed forward just enough for her to feel how hard I already was, the thick ridge of my cock nestling against the cleft of her ass.
"Why do I feel like my aunt is jealous?" I murmured seductively, my lips brushing the shell of her ear, my breath hot against her skin.
Melanie sucked in a sharp breath. The knife stilled for a second. She turned her head just enough so her cheek grazed mine.
"You are my nephew, Alex," she said, voice catching, trying to sound stern but failing. "We shouldn’t be doing this."
Her body told a different story. Her ass pressed back harder against my cock, slow, deliberate grind, seeking more contact even as she spoke the words. Her nipples were stiff and visible through the sundress now, two dark peaks straining against the cotton.
"Yeah?" I murmured, sliding my hands up from her hips to her belly, palms flat, fingers splaying wide across the soft curve. I pulled her tighter against me so she could feel every inch of my hardness nestled between her cheeks. "Then why did you send me all those pics in your underwear while I was on the trip? I didn’t reply, but you know I saw them all."
"I... I was just..." she started, but the excuse died on her lips. Her hips rolled once more, slow, needy, grinding her ass back against my cock in a silent plea for more.
Then I moved my hands from her belly, sliding it slowly downward over the thin sundress until my fingers reached her inner thighs. I kept the touch light at first, trailing along the soft, warm skin just below the hem, then drifted higher, inching closer to the damp heat between her legs.
The fabric bunched slightly under my palm as I pressed forward, fingertips brushing the edge of her panties through the sundress.
Melanie’s breath caught audibly, knife pausing mid-chop again. Her thighs parted a fraction on instinct, inviting me closer even as she tried to keep her composure. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
I could feel the heat radiating from her core through the dress, the faint dampness already soaking the cotton where her pussy had started leaking again. My fingers traced the seam of her panties, feeling the swollen outline of her lips, the way her clit throbbed subtly against the lace when I grazed it.
"You were just what, Aunt?" I whispered, lips brushing her ear. "Just teasing your nephew?
"No, Alex," she said quickly, voice shaky as she tried to lie. "I sent them to you by mistake. I was sending them to your uncle."
"Oh really?" I murmured, voice low and amused. My middle finger pressed more firmly along her slit through the dress and lace, feeling her clit pulse harder under the pressure. She gasped softly, hips rocking forward into my hand despite herself. "You know how much you came last time at my apartment?"
"I don’t remember, Alex," she moaned softly, even though it was obvious she was lying.
"Why are you so wet, Aunt?" I asked, voice low and teasing as I moved my finger over her soaked panties. The lace was drenched, clinging to her swollen lips, outlining every fold. I traced the seam slowly, feeling her clit throb under the thin fabric when I grazed it.
She shuddered, thighs trembling, hips twitching forward into my touch despite her words.
"Alex... I’m your aunt," she moaned, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. "You shouldn’t touch me like that... ahh..." The protest dissolved into another soft whimper as my finger pressed more firmly against her clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles through the lace. Her pussy clenched visibly beneath the fabric, fresh arousal seeping out and darkening the material even more.
"How can I not," I murmured against her neck, lips brushing her skin, "when my aunt looks this hot? You can feel how hard I am just looking at you in this thin sundress of yours." I rocked my hips forward slightly, letting her feel the thick ridge of my cock pressing against her ass through my pants.
"Tell me why you sent me those photos," I asked again, rubbing her clit more insistently over the panty now, feeling it swell and pulse under my fingertip. "Did you miss my cock?"
Melanie’s breath hitched. She bit her lip hard, trying to fight the words, but her hips rolled forward into my hand anyway.
"You didn’t miss your aunt at all?" she asked instead, voice trembling, trying to turn the question back on me, even as her pussy leaked more wetness onto my fingers.
"I really missed you, Aunt," I said honestly, kissing her slowly on the neck, open-mouthed, tongue tracing the sensitive skin just below her ear. She melted under the kiss, body going soft and pliant against me, a soft whine escaping her throat as her head fell back further onto my shoulder.
She moaned again, low and needy, head tilting to give me better access to her neck.
"Why would you miss me?" she whispered, voice cracking. "You have so many women at your place..."
"Because none of them are you," I said against her skin. "None of them moan the way you do when I bite your nipples. None of them beg like you do when I’m deep inside them. You’re my aunt... and you’re the filthiest, hottest woman I’ve ever had."
"You’re lying, Alex," Melanie moaned, her voice low and breathy, trembling with a mix of accusation and raw need. She pressed her ass back harder against me, grinding slowly against the thick bulge in my pants. "That woman you were with... she was hot. I could see. You don’t think I’m hot like her?"
