It’s quite a lengthy conversation so.. I will use the format like
Kat: -insert convo-
D: -insert convo-
to save up some text spaces. Of course, the conversation isn’t word for word just because it happened years ago and moreover, they were conversing in Chinese and not English. So yeah.
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Kat: Never do it again
D: Why not?
Kat: It’s not right. People may get the wrong idea.
D: What wrong idea?
Kat: .. that I’m a loose woman.
I nearly chuckled to myself listening to their conversation. Of course, I wouldn’t know how would one define a woman as a ’loose woman’ but based on what Jack had told me and the ones that I have actually heard her with, I bet at least 20-30 different guys have already had their way with her ever since she was divorced. For me personally, now that I grow up and mature a bit. I don’t think that she’s loose at all, but rather just innocently depraved just because she needed the companionship a relationship provides. She was a healthy woman, after all, she has her own needs to attend to. What do you guys think?
D: Why care about what others think? As long as you enjoy it yourself, there shouldn’t be any problem.
Kat: You think I’m a crazy woman that gets off letting other people see me?
At this point in time, she sounded slightly agitated it would seem.However, Uncle D kept his cool.
D: I never said anything about being crazy. I’m just saying that you’re more perverted than you think you are.
Kat: I’m not.
Despite blatantly denying it, in the course of the next few seconds, I could hear her breathing got more and more intense as a wet sound echoed from within the room, signaling to me that Uncle D was fingering her.
D: Really? You’re soaked. Can you hear yourself down here?
As if trying to prove a point, I could hear the wet sounds propagate even faster at a rapid pace as Uncle D picked up his speed. Auntie Kat must have been holding it in to deny what Uncle D had just said but muffled moans and sighs began to leak out of her mouth. Despite that, Auntie Kat seemed to refuse to accept the label of a perverted woman.
Kat: That’s just because you have been playing with me the whole night.
The whole night? It wasn’t just when she had given him a blowjob behind our back? I then recalled the text that Uncle D had just received on his phone. And based on the conversation that they had earlier. Don’t tell me that he had actually played with her body in front of their friends? Was that the show that his friend was mentioning about? It took everything I had not to check the MMS just because if I opened up his phone, the notification will disappear and he would know that someone has seen his phone.
D: The human body is pretty honest. Look, your nipples are hard as well.
Kat: Mmm!! Not so hard..
Suckling sounds echoed along with her wet pussy being fingered. It didn’t take long but Auntie Kat’s moans reached a crescendo. Soon, she already forgot that she was denying Uncle D’s words and was moaning away as per usual.
Kat: I’m cumming..!!
Without even giving her space to rest and bask in the aftermath of her orgasm, Uncle D fervently continued to toy with her body. Making her cum multiple times until she started pleading with him to stop and just put his cock in. I lost count the number of times she was forced to orgasm that night but their whole session that night lasted close to two hours. It seems that it wasn’t just Auntie Kat who was turned on but Uncle D as well. I believed he came at least twice that night as well. For me, I came probably close to 3-4 times just listening to them go at it.
As they finally finished with their business, exhausted and panting, Uncle D then told her.
D: You may not believe me now but trust me, I will make you accept the fact that you’re a horny woman.
That must have been the highest amount of times that I had came within one day within such a short span of time too. But I woke up the next afternoon, only to find Auntie Kat and Uncle D still sleeping whereas Jack was already up and around, playing with his Playstation, having absolutely no idea what had happened last night. It seems that the rough sex session that they had last night was taking a bit of slight toll on them as their room door was still closed. I guess that was only natural. He sure drilled into her good.
Uncle D’s vitality was much better than some of the boyfriends that Auntie Kat had. I guess that was because of his age. He was probably one of the youngest boyfriend that I have seen her with. Usually men who brought her back was in their 40s or 50s whereas Uncle Ben was still in his early 30s.
Some of the men were rather quick shots, there was once I even heard that a guy came when Auntie Kat was blowing him as foreplay and he couldn’t get hard after that so Auntie Kat had to go to bed disappointed. Some were average but Uncle D could easily last quite a while and at the same time, yesterday already proved that he was able to go for multiple rounds easily. I guess that was a good thing for both Auntie Kat and for me at the same time. More satisfaction for her and more materials to fap to for me
They came out at around 2pm I’m guessing? And everything went by as per normal. Auntie Kat was wearing her pajamas along with her underwear instead of the T shirt and FBT shorts so I’d have Uncle D to thank for that. I wonder if she would ever go braless with me still in the house. Only time could tell if Uncle D manages to convince her otherwise. The fact that she has abandoned the previous set of attire was already an improvement.
In the evening, Uncle D then told us that he had to go back home because apparently someone tio 4D so he has to go collect the money and pass to that guy. So the house was only left with the 3 of us. It was at night after dinner where we stayed in Jack’s room to play his Playstation that I went out to get a drink from the kitchen and at the same time take a shit. Auntie Kat was seated on the floor in the living room as a pile of documents were laid in front of her. We don’t exactly have a table in the house except the office table in Jack’s room which was to put his computer on.
The only other tables was a dressing table in Auntie Kat’s room and a dining table in the kitchen to put snacks and such. We also have a very small coffee table but it was very small just barely enough for the 3 of us to eat our meals at by squeezing a bit. But either way, Auntie Kat was doing some documents on the floor. Her hair was wet and I could see her towel draped on her shoulders. Seems like she had just finished taking a shower and was doing some income tax filing or something like that. At first, I didn’t really pay much attention. It was when I walked past her that I started to realize that the opening of her pajamas top was so big that I could literally see down all the way to her stomach if she leans forward just a little.
All the energy clenched into my buttcheeks to hold my shit in was diverted to my front, specifically my lower part. As much as I wanted to continue ogling at the sight, I stopped myself as it would be too god damn obvious if I did something like that. So instead, I continued walking to the kitchen, grabbed a drink and whipped my camera phone out. Praise the lord that I always brought my phone with me to the toilet especially when I’m shitting just because otherwise I would be reading the labels of shampoo and shit. I then walked back to Auntie Kat and feigned to be curious.
" What are you doing, Auntie Kat? " I asked while trying to position my phone as unsuspicious as possible.
" Just filing some documents. " Auntie Kat then replied me as she leaned forward slightly to grab something.
In that instant, I took a few shots before she returned back to her original position. This was the best non-blurry shot that I managed to took:
" Income tax ah? Looks chim sia. " I tried to continue the conversation so that I can use it as an excuse to stay there longer.
" Haha, in a few years time you have to do it too. " she then chuckled.
I noticed that her neh neh don’t have enough volume and did not exactly fill the whole cup of her bra so each time she bent forward slightly, can slightly see the inside. Can very barely see her brown nipple head being squashed by the fabric of the bra when she bends down low enough. Wa, cock steam legit cannot. Still oblivious to my staring, I tried to prolong the conversation a bit more while enjoying the eyecandy. If all her bras are like this, I do have to wonder if anyone else has seen this sight before, especially so when her clothes were usually slightly baggy. Unable to continue the conversation any longer without it looking too suspicious, I hesitantly and regrettably left and went back to Jack’s room. At that point in time, I had already forgotten that I had to take a shit
Some bros pmed me requesting for more audio recordings:
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Let me know if you guys want more of these.
Also, post such requests or comments you have regarding the story or the characters in the thread instead of pming me if possible because I’m getting spammed for each exhibit I release so I might miss out one or two messages here and there. Thanks for understanding.
School week again. Alicia seemed to have noticed that I wasn’t particularly feeling into her just because Auntie Kat was on my mind all week long, not that I was actually that interested in Alicia, to begin with. Call me a scum or jerk if you want but I was merely using her as an instrument for sexual release. Mutual masturbation was still definitely better than hit aeroplane alone I’d say, not to mention that you can’t get the wet moist feeling of someone blowing you so yeah it has its perks.
Other than Auntie Kat who had lingered in my mind, there was also the case with exploring my sexuality. Was I really just into Auntie Kat or was I in because of the voyeur part of it? That internet gave me some advice on what I should do in order to test that but do I really dare to do it? If I fuck up, it could very mean the end of my social life. That was why I had yet to take the first step. However, once again, Alicia took the initiative and came over to our house again.
This time, she locked my room’s door behind her as though trying to lock me in and pushed me down on the bed before commencing our usual ritual of her kneeling down and blowing me. Probably because I was deep in thoughts, I could only get half-erect in which Alicia quickly pointed out.
" Not feeling it today? "
I shook my head. " I was just thinking about some stuffs to be honest. "
" Mm? Like what? " she peered up at me with her doe eyes while still bobbing her head up and down my cock.
" Remember that secret that I was trying to hide from you? " the words left my mouth before it even registered in my head.
She immediately perked up upon hearing it, probably excited that I was finally going to spill the beans. Sadly to say, that wasn’t about Auntie Kat but rather the other issue that I had. There was no way I could ever tell anyone about Auntie Kat. But I guess that still qualified as a secret. But do I dare to ask her to do something that outrageous? No. Never try never know. I guess I could start off small first.
" I actually have a kink for voyeurism. " I lied. While it wasn’t actually a complete lie because I was unsure of it myself so yeah.
" Huh? So you like to watch people? " Alicia cocked her head to the side in surprise.
" Yeah, at least I think so. I have been thinking about it for quite a while now. If it’s possible, can you let me watch you masturbate so that I can confirm it? " I then asked.
" Huh? Umm.. but.. it’s embarrassing.. " she grew red and rejected that idea.
" Come on now, we did far more embarrassing things. Letting me watch you do it isn’t that big of a deal. " I then psychoed her.
Thankfully enough, she complied after hesitating a while. That was how my personal strip show began. Of course, I wasn’t really that into it despite that idea would sound hot to a lot many guys because I had a bigger picture in mind. Just like how Uncle D is slowly turning Auntie Kat into an exhibitionist, I shall do the same to Alicia as well. She may prove to be useful if I can manipulate her. That was my true goal.
As bros requested, longer recording of Auntie Kat:
https://vocaroo.com/i/s1TvNwMsAi54
Anyone knows a way to reduce the traffic and static noises? It’s much clearer in real life but when recorded, a lot static sounds :l
Somehow convincing Alicia to give me a free show, I was literally watching a real life porn unfold right in front of me. At first, her fingers were hesitant to move and I could see her cheeks burning a tinge of red but after egging and urging her on, she finally grew comfortable enough to masturbate right in front of me. It was hot to be honest. But something felt missing. I have easily the class belle masturbating and touching herself right in front of me and yet I wasn’t feeling as horny as I thought I would be. It was a dilemma to be honest. Was something wrong with me?
My classmates and Jack in particular would die to see this scene unfold before their eyes and here I was, watching it but feeling off. This wasn’t the ecstatic feeling that I got when I’m spying on Auntie Kat. Could it be that my kink wasn’t actually voyeurism but Auntie Kat? If so, I’m really in trouble.
" Hmm, you continue on first. Imma go grab a smoke real quick. " I told her as I went out of my room and proceeded to smoke outside of the house. She looked slightly disappointed by my lack of response as she watched me leave.
Smoking wasn’t a habitual thing for me. I didn’t really get what all the fuss was about to be exact. They always say, once you start smoking, it’s pretty hard to quit but I don’t think so. Sure, you feel slightly out of place without a puff or two but if you keep yourself occupied enough not to think about it, you can easily suppress the urge. That’s why sometimes I can even survive on a pack for a month. I only smoked for social reasons and sometimes when I want to clear my mind a little bit. That was what it was.
But still, what am I going to do now? If the experiment was right, then I’m pretty much done for. A treacherous path of attempting to up my best friend’s mom is before me. I remembered what my internet friend told me. There were different types of voyeurism, one was the act of watching others whereas the more exclusive one was watching others who are unaware that you are watching. My only chance was that it was the latter but still how do I go about doing that? Finishing up my cigarette, I then silently went back into the room while still pondering about things.
My room door was slightly closed. I could still hear Alicia sighing and moaning inside. Looks like she was pretty obedient to continue masturbating despite me leaving my room huh? Looks like I could use this opportunity to test things out and hopefully it works to my favor. Without making a sound, I continued spying on Alicia through the tiny gap in my door.
’ Uhh.. Ahh.. ’ I could hear her moan as she rubbed her pussy in a circular motion.
’ Sam.. why are you like this.. ’ my heart skipped a beat when I heard her mention my name.
During our mutual masturbation sessions, she was pretty vocal as well so I wasn’t exactly surprised that she would start talking dirty even while masturbating. But for some reasons, hearing her call out my name was strangely erotic. I could feel something swelling up in my pants as I continued spying on her. Completely unaware of me spying on her just outside the door, she continued to rub herself to orgasm, all the while talking incoherently. I then pushed open the door as she stared at me, while still basking in the aftermath of her orgasm, lying on the bed. I walked over towards her, my figure towering over hers as I climbed into bed with her with the hardest boner that I have ever had when being around with her.
" That was hot. " I told her honestly.
Yeah. There was a difference between watching someone who was conscious of you watching and someone who was completely in the dark. Perhaps it was that sense of vulnerability that they exude, thinking that no one else is around. That was the same feeling that I got when I was spying on Auntie Kat as well. Neither her boyfriends or her would have expected their son’s friend to actually spy on them, that’s why they sort of went ‘all-out’ and indulged in their pleasures without paying any attention to anyone else but them. That was the feeling that I was missing when I watched Alicia earlier. It was then I knew, I was without doubt a voyeur.
" Ehh? " Alicia was of course surprised by my sudden action but I gave her no chance to speak as I indulged in her lips.
" Can I put it in? " I then asked.
Alicia opened her eyes wide in surprise at my initiative. She has been asking me for sex for quite a while now but up until today, I have been the one rejecting her. Any sane man would have doubted my sexuality at this point of time but finally, I popped both the question and her cherry as she nodded. There was no need for anything else. Her pussy was already well lubricated enough. Probably out of excitement, we totally had forgotten about protection but who cares. Both of us were virgins anyways so STD shouldn’t even be in the equation to begin with and I doubt it would be that zhun that one shot one kill.
Boy was it awkward. Just thinking back at it makes me cringe up until this day. Both of us had mutually masturbated each other for god knows how many times but when it came to the actual thing it felt really weird, probably because I was too used to stroking up and down using my hand and not my hips. And perhaps my expectations for sex was too high? It definitely felt better than my hand but at the same time, I wasn’t really quite sure about the amount of effort needed to put in for one single stroke. At that point of time, I realized why sometimes married couples opted for masturbation instead of sex just because sex was too tiring.
Long story short, I penetrated her and after fumbling around for quite a few minutes, we decided to go for the most comfortable position that both of us agreed on which was cowgirl since pumping upwards was more comfortable for both of us whereas missionary felt a little awkward, not really sure why back then, probably lack of angle? But still, cowgirl also meant that a pirate truly sailed the red seas as let’s just say that it ended up as a bloody mess. You know the Japan flag? Yeah, I was the red and the bedsheets were the white.
And as I mentioned before, sex wasn’t exactly what I had pictured it to be like with the weight of a person sitting on your groin and pumping up and down was quite a tedious task if you aren’t used to it. But eventually, I got a hang of it and grabbed hold of Alicia’s hips and repeatedly thrust into her wet pussy like a piston. Her bountiful Cs bounced up and down in unison to my thrusts as her body hovered over mine with her hands leaning on the bed beside my head for support. Her boobs were just large enough for me to take her nipples into my mouth in that position as I suckled onto those pink tips like an infant, causing her to moan repeatedly at the foreign sensation of being penetrated and at the same time having her nipples played with.
After the deed was done in which I managed to pull out in time and sprayed Sam Jrs all over her body, we then cleaned up the mess that we made. She wanted to cuddle afterwards so I complied. I honestly didn’t pay much attention to what she was saying because I was thinking of something else so I only gave her the stock replies such as nodding my head and yeah. She then left the house before Auntie Kat and Jack came back. Luckily enough for me, I had enough time to wash my sheets before both of them realized the bloodstains.
" Oh Sam, it’s pretty rare for you to change your sheets. " Auntie Kat did express her surprise though.
As shameful as it was to admit, Auntie Kat usually does all the household chore in the house, including doing my laundry and such despite me telling her that I should be the one doing it but she insists so I just let her do it. So for me to change my own bedsheets suddenly came off as a surprise for her.
" Nah just thought I should do something on my own once in a while and not rely on you too much. " I told her.
" Awww, if only Jack was as sensible as you, that would be great. " she heaved a sigh as she took a glance at Jack who was playing his GameBoy on the sofa.
" I’m older so it’s only natural. " I simply smiled at her.
A jolt of electricity ran down my back in that instant as she smiled back. I wondered how good Auntie Kat would look if she was the one riding me earlier and not Alicia. Alicia riding me was beyond hot, I’d say. She has the assets to boast and watching her tits bounce up and down with each stroke I made was nothing but a feast for the eyes. But however, a man loves to try new things. I wonder what it would look like if someone of smaller frame like Auntie Kat were to ride me instead. Just imagining it made my cock throb in anticipation.
The next day. Alicia seemed to be closer to me than ever and what I meant wasn’t mentally but physically as well as she would purposely sit closer and closer to me. Of course, it was troubling since after all our relationship was still supposed to be a secret. Jack would probably kill me if he realized that I was going out with the girl of his dreams, let alone having fucked her already. So I had to pull her aside and gave her a lecture.
" You wanna do it again after school? " Alicia then whispered into my ear seductively.
" Nah don’t think so. You’re walking a little funny today though, does it still hurt from yesterday? " I then asked her.
" Kinda stings I guess. " she played around with her fingers.
" Anyways, remember. Physical contact only when we’re alone, alright? " I reminded her again.
" Yes yes. " she said as a matter-of-course and walked away.
Sometimes I do have to wonder why was she so fascinated with me? I think any other girl would have left me by now. But to be honest, even if she left, it wasn’t much of a loss in my opinion. Like I mentioned before, she may think of me as her boyfriend but I was only using her as an outlet for sex. I had better things to do as today was the long-awaited Friday which also meant that the weekend was upon us. No school, yay! No, I wasn’t excited about that. I was more excited about Uncle D coming over. I wonder what interesting things would I be able to see/hear this time.
I then went back home alone as Jack had his CCA to attend. According to him, ‘Sam, you shouldn’t just go straight home after school every day. You should get into some CCA and know more people, and also more girls. Otherwise how you going to find a girlfriend? '
Said the virgin child who never has had a girlfriend. I wasn’t interested in wasting my time anyways. Contacts were important, I knew that but I prioritize my alone time more than anything else. Or at least that was what I thought as I reached home only to find that the door was unlocked.
" Hmm? " I thought to myself. We would usually keep the door locked if no one was at home. And if someone was at home, we will only lock the steel gate.
I opened the door and to my surprise, Auntie Kat was sitting by the sofa watching television. Upon hearing me open the door, she then greeted me. " Oh welcome back Sam. "
" You don’t have work today? " I then asked her.
" Nope I’m on off. Have you gotten lunch yet? " she asked.
" Negative. Was about to put my bag here and head to lunch. " I replied.
" Oh then good, let’s go have lunch together then. " she smiled and got up.
Both of us then headed to the market to get our lunch. Out of habit, I purchased the soya milk from the same stall that I always frequented and went back to her as we had our lunch there. I froze up the moment she took a sip of the soya milk and commented,
" Hmm, did you get this from a different stall as usual? Taste a bit different. "
.. Shit. Of course, it tastes different. It doesn’t have the usual special ingredient mixed inside of it. I immediately cooked up an excuse on the spot,
" Hmm really? " I took a sip to feign testing it.
" Yeah. It tastes a bit.. bland I think? Like watered down. " she commented.
" Maybe leftovers from yesterday lo hahaha. " I laughed nervously, hoping that she would not notice that I was breaking out in cold sweat.
" Maybe lo. " she then stopped commenting on that and just continued drinking her ‘bland’ soya milk.
Heng ah, never get exposed. Nearly die for a moment. After that, we finished eating and went back home. Not much happened afterwards. Uncle D dropped by at night and they commence with the usual events. Nothing too special, it was just the usual teasing and stuff like that so I won’t elaborate much on that so that I won’t have to make the story longer than it already is. TLDR: Uncle D continues to try convincing Auntie Kat to be more open through various ways such as talking dirty to her and using the sex toy while we are around and stuff like that.
Close to 2-3 months have passed since then, when things started changing just a little bit. I remember it was very close to the September holidays, probably 1-2 weeks before. Alicia and I only very rarely have sex because I couldn’t really get in the mood for it so we just stuck with mutual masturbation most of the time. I have yet to tell her about my fetish of watching people because if I did, I had a feeling that I would lose all interest in her. I wanted to watch people when they are unaware that I’m watching not when they know that I’m watching. Perhaps that was why. The few times that I spied on her masturbating was the time that we would have sex.
But either way, it was a weekend which meant that Uncle D had came over. Literally, the same scenario was playing out before my eyes. Uncle D had beckoned Auntie Kat over into the room and presumably placed sex toys in her body. But today was slightly different. I saw Uncle D coming to the house yesterday with another plastic bag which had another box in it. Was it a different type of sex toy? I wasn’t exactly sure but there was one thing that I know. Having her body played with during dinner whenever he comes by had almost become a routine and she was almost used to it and they would often have great sex afterwards just because of how horny she becomes. But today,
" Znnn.. " I could very faintly hear the sound of something vibrating.
There was something weird I would say. She took quite a bit of time inside the room with Uncle D and since I have heard the vibrator many times already, I kinda discerned that it was slightly louder than usual today. Furthermore, to cement my suspicions, she looked really flushed and could barely even sit still as she kept fidgeting around restlessly. Usually Jack wouldn’t even notice but today, it was quite obvious that something was wrong.
" What’s the matter Mom? You’re sweating and fidgeting around quite a bit. " he asked.
" Mmm.. Don’t worry.. Nothing.. I’m just feeling a little haa.. unwell.. " she told her in ragged breaths, probably trying to hold it in.
The minutes ticked by and I noticed that sometimes Auntie Kat would pretend to stretch as her whole body was tensed up like a bow and she would hold her breath and only to catch her breath afterwards. I’d assume those were the moments where she couldn’t take it anymore and came right there and then. It happened a lot more than the previous times that Uncle D had played with her. He looked pretty satisfied with the response that he was getting as about another 5 minutes later, Auntie Kat stood up, her face redder than a tomato.There was wet spot at her crotch as suspected.
" I’m feeling a little unwell, I’m going to the toilet for a while. " she could barely even walk straight as she retreated back into her room and closed the door behind her.
" I will go check on her. " Uncle D then followed suite and went into her room and closed the door behind him as well.
" Hmm, I wonder what’s wrong? " Jack then muttered and continued eating.
Yeah, I definitely wonder what was wrong indeed. Both of them did not come out until about 10-15minutes later.
By then, Jack had already finished eating and went back to his room. The first thing that I noticed was that Auntie Kat had changed into a different pajamas. She was originally wearing a two-piece light blue pajamas and now she was wearing a one-piece pajamas gown. It was a rather seductive gown that I have never seen her wear before. My cock immediately throbbed just seeing it. Her shoulders and collarbone were completely exposed with only two tiny straps hanging by her shoulders and it had a sexy plunging V line. I gulped on instinct.
There was another aspect to why she was acting really meek as she then sat back down on her chair and resumed eating dinner as though nothing happened. Her bra that was poking at the thin fabric of her previous pajamas set was gone and was replaced by two tips poking at the equally thin fabric of this new gown which clung onto her bodyline. Uncle D, in particular, seemed really pleased as she just pretended like nothing was wrong and continued eating dinner, her face still dyed in a crimson red. It was pretty hard for me not to sneak a peek or two while eating just because of how low cut the gown was and furthermore, her nipples looked like they were erected as they poked at the fabric.
Dinner was finally finished and without anyone watching me, I went into Auntie Kat’s room and retrieved what I have planted inside earlier. I have hidden my phone inside of her room behind the television set and set it to voice record. I wanted to hear what they were talking about inside the room and knowing that this week’s dinner was going to be no exception, I did just that and luckily enough, looks like tonight was a juicy haul. I then exited the room and went back to my room before putting on my earpieces and listened in to the conversation that had occurred during their 10-15minutes of absence.
" Hahaha, couldn’t take it anymore? " I could hear Uncle D’s voice calling out to her.
" Stop it please.. I can’t take it.. " Auntie Kat was pleading with him.
" Really? How many times did you cum just now? " Uncle D asked.
" 3.. " Auntie Kat paused for a bit before answering him.
" Let me check. " Uncle D then uttered.
I could then hear the sounds of clothes shuffling in which I assume that Uncle D was undressing Auntie Kat to check her body condition. The vibrating sounds became more apparent as Uncle D’s voice was heard again.
" Wow, you’re really wet. Your juices are literally flowing out. "
There was no reply from Auntie Kat as Uncle D then continued on. " Did that turn you on? "
Auntie Kat finally raised her voice slightly, not so loud that we would be able to hear it outside but it sounded like she was annoyed. " Of course I would be wet.. which woman wouldn’t be aroused with two vibrators taped to my nipples and a dildo stuck in my vagina! "
Jesus Christ almighty. My eyes opened wide in surprise upon hearing that. Was that why the vibrating sounds sounded a lot clearer to me tonight? Uncle D would usually just use just a normal egg vibrator on her but tonight he had used 3 instead.
" Now now don’t get angry. Isn’t that a good thing? " Uncle D then pacified her.
" I’m taking them off. No more. " Auntie Kat wasn’t having any of it anymore.
This had become a torture to her. I could understand her anger and annoyance though, being forced to orgasm multiple times in front of her son and his friend must be pretty embarrassing. The last thing she would want was for someone to rub it in her face, especially the one who was responsible for it in the first place.
" I’m sorry. Don’t get angry ok? " probably realizing that he pushed her too far, Uncle D apologized.
" No more next time ok. Bedroom activities will remain in the bedroom only. " Auntie Kat told him straight off the bat.
Or at least that was what she said, as muffled moans echoed shortly after. " Mmm.. haaa. don’t.. "
" I only want you to accept who you really are. I’m sorry. " Uncle D began his sweet talk to pacify her.
Judging from the background sounds I could kinda tell that he was fingering her and kissing her at the same time, making it hard for her to even push him away just because she was leaning towards the submissive side. Without much effort, he managed to calm her down.
" Mm.. don’t.. anymore and I.. " Auntie Kat tried to stop him but it was useless.
" You will what? " Uncle D egged her on.
" Want it.. " Auntie Kat then whispered softly.
" I will give it to you tonight as many times as you want but you have to listen to me alright? " Uncle D then started psychoing her again.
He made a deal with her. Basically, he would remove the two vibrators that were attached to her much sensitive nipples if she was to go braless. Of course that idea was met with rejection but having to choose one of the two evils, obviously, she would pick the lesser evil which was to go braless since Uncle D doesn’t seem like he would budge. At that point of time, I’m sure she wouldn’t be able to properly finish dinner if she goes out with all 3 vibrators still in her. But the catch was that the dildo would be replaced by the usual vibrator that Uncle D always asks her to put in the previous weeks. As such, Auntie Kat had no choice but to comply. Or at least that was what she thought she had to do as the sound of the wardrobe opened and Uncle D uttered,
" Here wear this. "