Hey there, I’m a 23-year-old guy, fair-skinned, 5’8” tall, slim build, with a 7-inch cock that’s thick enough to tear any pussy apart. I’m fucking obsessed with sex stories and banging hot women. I spend my days and nights online, chatting up sexy girls and older ladies, flashing my cock on webcam, watching their wet pussies and tight asses, and jerking off while they strip for me. I’ve got a bunch of hot chicks and aunties as friends, but one 30-year-old aunty got my cock so hard I couldn’t think straight until I fucked her raw.
This story’s about that aunty. We met online, and at first, it was just friendly chats, nothing crazy. But the second I saw her on webcam, my cock was rock-hard, straining against my jeans. She was a goddamn knockout—fair skin, huge, heavy tits that barely stayed in her low-cut blouse, and an ass so round and juicy it made my cock leak just staring at it. Her deep neckline showed off those creamy jugs, practically screaming to be sucked. I asked her, “Aunty, where’s your husband?” She told me he’s been working in Dubai for three years and hasn’t come home. Her voice was soft, but her eyes were burning with a hunger for cock.
I started pushing our chats toward sex, taking it slow. One day, her saree slipped on cam, and I got a full view of her tits—pink, perky nipples on those big, milky mounds. My cock was throbbing so bad it hurt. I worked up the nerve and said, “Aunty, you’re so fucking sexy. Don’t you miss your husband? Everyone needs a good fuck.” She went silent and shut off the cam. I freaked out, thinking I’d pissed her off. But then her message came through: “Yeah, I miss him bad. My body’s been craving for three years. I finger myself or use a rod sometimes, but it just makes me hornier. I never got a boyfriend because of my daughter and my reputation.”
That was my in. I went for it. “Aunty, wanna fuck on cam?” She laughed and said, “You’re just a kid, only 21.” I shot back, “Aunty, my cock grew up fast. Take a look.” I showed her my 7-inch dick on webcam, hard as a fucking rock. Her jaw dropped. “What the hell do you feed that thing? It’s huge already!” she gasped. I grinned and said, “I jerk it thinking of you.” She blushed and called me a naughty bastard, but I could see her pussy was wet just looking at me.
Then she gave me the full show—her dripping pussy, tight little asshole, and those massive tits. Fuck, she was like a porn star from my dirtiest fantasies. I told her, “Squeeze those tits for me, aunty. I’m stroking my cock.” She started kneading her boobs, moaning like a slut, while I jerked my cock hard, precum oozing down my shaft. It was fucking wild. Then one day, she called me, her voice trembling with need. “Tomorrow, I’m alone. My mother-in-law went to Pune and took my daughter. Come over.” She was in Mumbai, and I was in another city, but I didn’t give a fuck. I hopped on a night train, my cock already twitching at the thought of her.
I got her address over the phone and spent the whole train ride imagining how I’d fuck her senseless. My balls were aching by the time I reached her place. She opened the door in a see-through nightie, her tits practically bursting out, nipples hard as diamonds. Her pussy was freshly shaved, probably from fingering herself that morning, because there were red marks around her cunt lips, like she’d been rubbing herself raw. I freshened up, ate some food to get my strength up, and then she came out in a skintight top and skirt, her curves begging for my cock. I was done waiting.
I grabbed her and kissed her deep, my tongue fucking her mouth, tasting her desperation. She moaned, already lost in lust. I slid my hand between her legs, rubbing her soaked pussy through her panties. Her juices were dripping down her thighs, and she was shaking. “Oh fuck,” she whispered, “my pussy’s been starving for this.” I kissed down her neck, biting her soft skin, leaving red marks as I went. Her tits were heaving, and I tore her top open, those huge jugs bouncing free. I sucked her nipples hard, biting them gently while she screamed, “Suck them harder, you bastard!”
I pushed her onto the couch, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was glistening, tight, and fucking perfect. I dove in, licking her swollen clit, sucking up her sweet juices as she bucked against my face. “Ohhh, eat my pussy!” she moaned, her voice raw and needy, just like our chats. I shoved two fingers inside her, pumping fast, feeling her tight walls squeeze me. She was screaming now, “Fuck, don’t stop! Make me cum!” I kept going, tongue and fingers working her pussy until she exploded, her orgasm shaking her whole body, her cunt squirting all over my face.
But I wasn’t done. My cock was throbbing, begging to fuck her. I stood up, dropped my pants, and my 7-inch cock sprang out, hard as steel. She grabbed it, stroking it with both hands, her eyes wide with hunger. “This cock’s gonna destroy me,” she said, licking her lips. I pushed her back, spread her legs, and rubbed my cockhead against her wet pussy. It was tight as fuck—three years without a dick will do that. I pushed hard, but it wouldn’t go in easy. “Fuck, aunty, your cunt’s so tight,” I groaned. She whimpered, “Go slow, it’s been too long.”
I didn’t go slow. I thrust hard, and my cock slid in halfway, stretching her pussy wide. She screamed, “Oh fuck, it’s so big!” I started pounding, each thrust deeper, her pussy gripping my cock like a fucking vice. After a few hard thrusts, I was balls-deep, my cock slamming into her cervix. “Fuck me harder!” she screamed, her nails clawing my back. “I want every inch of that cock!” I fucked her like a beast, her tits bouncing with every thrust, her moans echoing through the room. The couch groaned under us, her pussy juices soaking everything.
I felt my balls tighten, ready to blow, but I wanted more. I pulled out, my cock slick with her juices, and flipped her over. “Time to fuck your ass, aunty,” I growled. She panicked, “No, my ass is too tight. If it stretches, my mother-in-law will know something’s up.” I didn’t give a shit. I bent her over doggy-style, her juicy ass in the air, that tiny asshole begging for my cock. I rubbed my cockhead against it, using her pussy juices as lube. She tried to stop me, putting her hands back, but I pinned them down. “You’re taking this cock,” I said, pushing in.
My cockhead popped into her asshole, and she screamed, “Fuck, it hurts! But don’t stop!” I thrust deeper, her tight ass squeezing my cock so hard I could barely move. “Harder, you bastard!” she yelled, her voice dripping with lust, just like on cam. I fucked her ass with long, deep strokes, her screams turning into moans of pure pleasure. “Oh god, fuck my ass! It’s so fucking good!” I pounded her harder, my balls slapping against her pussy, her asshole stretching around my cock. A little blood mixed with her juices as I fucked her raw, her tight hole finally giving in.
I couldn’t hold it anymore. My cock erupted, pumping hot cum deep in her ass. She moaned, her body trembling as my cum dripped out, mixed with a bit of blood from her tight hole. She collapsed, panting, then turned and kissed me like a wild animal. “My husband never fucked me this good,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “You’ve ruined me.” We fucked all night—her pussy, her ass, her mouth—until I slipped out at 4 a.m. to avoid getting caught.
That night was fucking unreal. I still fuck her whenever she’s alone, though her husband’s back now. She says she still craves my cock, and I’m always ready to give it to her.