It was 10 years ago on a long weekend holiday that the whole family was gathered at my older uncle’s house in Seattle . My uncle John was a 68 year old retired Colonel. Some 50 or 60 people were invited to celebrate New Year the evening after. Among them was Felicia, my 2 nd cousin’s aunt. She was a very attractive 38 year old woman with a lusty look. She stood at 5’9”, long straight black hair & brown eyes. Giving birth to her then 7 year old son had given her a slightly wider hip and a belly; however, she still looked desirable. She was married to my cousin’s uncle, Rupert Mc Caine, a rich business man of 20 years older. It was always assumed that she was a money grabbing bitch and got herself pregnant to marry him. Not many wanted to socialize with her and she being proud & quite pleased with her beauty played the normal stuck up bitch in gatherings. Nevertheless, the men in the family would always sneak a glance at her, whenever the chance arouse, feasting on her body with their eyes. Maybe that is why although not accepted she always attended these family get-togethers to parade herself in front of the men of the family and irritate their women. That evening was no different. With Rupert being on a business trip that week, Felicia was stealing the peeps again. She was wearing a fitted knee high black skirt with a matching jacket similar to a business suit. Underneath, she wore a tight white blouse and her perfectly sculptured legs, covered by black sheer stockings, were exhibited on a pair of black high heel shoes. Her 36C size breasts and curvy ass were completely outlined by her outfit.
Being an 18 year old bad boy and a high school drop out, I was always in trouble. The norm had not satisfied me anymore since I was 16. My life revolved around two things, engines and sex. I had a knack for both of them and still I must say.
I was always modifying the engine on my motor cycles or cars. Experiment on different mixtures of fuel and blowing up my engine more than I can account for. Sex started at the age of 12. I am blessed or cursed by a good size dick. Girls in high school would just want to see it and naturally I would end up with a hand job, blow job, cunt job or anal job. Had done all the routine by 16 and needed to look for new challenges. Snobby girls, older women, married women, women with authority, lesbians, etc. were the new grounds to cover and conquer. By 18, many conquests were recorded in my little black book. Among them, fucking my History teacher, classmate’s mom, girl friend’s sister, and fucking several married women. I also managed to talk my way out of a speeding ticket and do the police officer, one of the highlights of my conquests. I had the gift. And that night I had marked a new target, Felicia, a woman that had been deprived of tempestuous sex since she married the old geezer, Rupert Mc Caine. She fitted my profile quite well. Stuck up, married & beautiful; needless to say, if I managed to fuck her, it would be a nice family secret! I was staring at Felicia through out that evening undressing her with my eyes. At one time, our eyes locked from across the long terrace and we both kept staring at each other expecting the other to chicken out. I was looking at a piece of grade A prime meat while she was looking at a no body. I was fucking her with my forceful eyes and she was diminishing me with her mighty eyes. The duel seemed to last forever and it wasn’t in my nature to back down. Finally she gave in and looked away in a manner that meant “whatever”. She looked back a minute later and I gave her a sneer, indicating my triumph. She walked away and disappeared into the crowd. I had her under surveillance the rest of the night. After dinner, she caught me again looking at her intently. She scuttled towards me not taking her eyes off of me. I could see the rage building up in her face as she reached me, and in a low but firm tone said: - You’ve been eyeballing me all evening Sean. Is there a “Fuck Me” sign on my forehead? I was a bit surprised at her vulgarity but then again, she was talking to a lout. I gave her a grin and said: - Only in flashing red neon lights Mrs. Mc Caine. - You fucking prick. I leaned forward and whispered: - Yeah that’s me. She was about to explode but controlled herself and walked away. I continued eyeballing her as she put it until around midnight when everyone started to leave. Felicia was also getting ready. Her son had fallen asleep on the sofa some hours back. As she went to carry him, my uncle called me and said to carry Jack to Felicia’s car. Felicia waved her hand and said that there is no need for it, but uncle John said that I should carry him. I picked up Jack and took him to the car. Felicia thanked me reluctantly and started the car to leave. As she was pulling out of the driveway my uncle told me that the family is treating her unfairly. I told him that just like me. My uncle slapped the back of my head and said that I deserved it. We started walking back towards the house when I noticed that Felicia’s car stopped. We waited a few seconds and watched her come out of the car and look around it. We started walking back towards her when she yelped: - Great! I got a flat tire. My uncle said: - Lucky you Sean still here! She let out a forced smile agreeing with my uncle. I took out the spare tire, jack & lug wrench. Changed the tired and lowered the jack. The spare tire slowly started deflating until the rim reached the ground. Uncle John looked at Felicia and said: - Well it seems you have to spend the night here. Felicia replied that she could not and needed to go home for sure. My uncle always contemplated solutions quickly. He thought for a second and said: - Sean, take my car and the flat tire. Drop off Felicia at her house and go home. Take care of the tire tomorrow and pick up Felicia and come back here. Change the tire and then take your motor cycle. Felicia started making excuses that it would be too much trouble for me and that she would take a taxi tonight and call for a tow truck tomorrow. Uncle John just said: - Nonsense. Sean bring my car. We switched cars and drove off towards Felicia’s house. On the way Felicia said: - Just keep your eyes on the road and off my legs. You’ve already had your share of ogling for the night. I just smiled and drove on. We reached her house. I carried little Jack inside and upstairs into his room at the end of the hall. Felicia thanked me and started to change Jack’s clothes. I went downstairs and started looking around in the dim light. I tried to find the light switch, but failed and relied on the stair’s light luminosity. Ten minutes later Felicia came down the stairs. She had taken off her jacket and I could get a better look at the outline of her breasts. Walking towards the kitchen, she said: - Do you want some tea or coffee? I walked in front of her blocking her path. She took couple of steps back. Trying to make the outline of her face in the dim light, I replied: - Why not just skip to dessert. - “You’ve been having your dessert all night long” she said in a confident manner. I smiled and trapping her between my body and the dinning table I said: - Well actually I’ve been only eye balling my dessert all night long. She turned around trying to walk away but noticed that she was blocked by the chair at the dinning table. I closed in further, running my arms around her body and placing my hands on the head of the chair. Trying to remove one of my hands she said: - You are quite sure of yourself aren’t you? - As sure as I am about you Mrs. Mc Caine. As I leaned in and pressed my bulge against her ass gently, I said: - How long has it been since you got a good one? - Shorter than you think, she said quietly. I placed my hands on her hips and leaned towards the side of her neck. My warm breath brushing against her soft smooth skin, I whispered: - Is that a fact? I slowly pressed my lips on her neck giving her a soft kiss. She took a short gasp and said: - Rupert is going to be home soon. You better leave. I pushed into her harder and ran my hands in front of her body. Feeling my way, I started to run my hands up her body. As my hands slowly reached her sexy breasts and cupped them, I said: - How long has it been since you’ve felt like a woman Mrs. Mc Caine? Had a man fuck your brains out? My hands were now massaging her breasts slow but firmly. Her belly was pressed against the head of the chair as I pushed my bulge into her more. She let out a soft gasp as my hands felt her breasts and whispered a long time. Her head tilted back exposing more of her throat to my lips. Again she said: - Rupert will be home soon. It’s better that you leave. While nibbling on her throat & earlobe, I said: - Do you want me to leave? Felicia’s body was trembling now and as she pushed back against my bulge, said: - Yes. I want you to leave. I slid both my hands down her quivering body past her hips and on to her thighs reaching the hem of her tight skirt. In one swift move I pulled the skirt up around her waist causing a tear in it as she let out a soft cry. I pulled out the chair to the side and pushed Felicia with my body against the dinning table and bent her over it. The sight of her lower body embellished by a garter belt, stalking suspensors and a pair of lacy see through black panties in the murky light got me even more excited. As I held her down with my left hand I yanked on her panties with my right hand ripping them off. I undid my belt and jean button freeing my engorged shaft. I grabbed the base of my 9 ½” erect hard cock and guided the head towards Felicia’s hole. Her high heels had raised her hips a bit exposing her pussy for penetration as he upper body was laying flat on the dinning table. I got my head probing on her crotch in search of the entrance. Very quickly I got the head in between her folds and held onto her shoulder as I thrust in hard into her drenched cunt slamming her thighs into the side of the table. Felicia let out a scream in pain followed by strident gasps of air in shock as my long thick manhood caught her by surprise. I pulled back and thrust again hard into her soaking wet box, her thighs slamming against the table again.