Soleil hummed happily to herself as she unpacked the last of her things. It was a three-week stay, but of course all the staples she'd need had either been packed by the servants or were already stocked at the beachfront estate. Mostly, she was just shelving books and various knick-knacks into the spacious room.
On the third floor, it had a gorgeous view of the landscape and ocean below, all while the beautiful brickwork balcony offered privacy from anyone on the ground. That was, of course, a necessity; there were a lot of people on the ground, with the beach so near. Lots and lots of pretty people, most in swimwear!
She was going to enjoy this month.
Her parents had proposed her staying here, essentially joining her aunt on her mini-vacation, rather than staying alone in the wing with nothing but staff for company. In truth, they probably wanted someone they could trust to keep an eye on her. Someone to make sure she didn't spend their entire absence chasing chamber maids around, neglecting her studies and duties.
Oh, how that plan backfired.
Camilla was utterly delighted by her skirt-chasing.
Soleil laughed to herself as she strode out of the room, casually taking in the wide halls of this decorated fortress as she made her way to the stairs. It was on the stairs that her temperament changed. Fear and mortification were in equal measure as she whipped around the spiraling staircase too quickly and collided with a soft, warm, nearly naked woman who happened to be her aunt.
She was wearing underwear, at least. It wasn't even particularly sexy underwear; it just left 80% of Camilla's body and bare skin fully visible. Such a sexy, curvy woman was jaw-dropping even with the painfully plain white cotton garments she was wearing. It was a shock enough that the young woman stared. Or maybe it was confusion over the dampened circles on either bra that made her gaze linger.
Either way, she stared too long before whipping herself around, even lifting a hand to hide her reddening face.
"Aunt camillla! I'm so sorry I didn't- I was walking to fast and- I didn't mean to stare I just I uh…"
Her aunt's soft, affectionate laughter calmed her the slightest bit. Then she completely blew away that comfort by slinking over the smaller woman, hugging her from behind, and draping over her body. The woman even rested her chin right on her niece's messy mop of pink hair. Soleil felt her heart slamming, shocked, confused, frightened, and painfully erect.
Oh fuck, she couldn't let Camilla see that!
Without thought, she thrust her hips back, squeezing her thighs in utter desperation to hide the growing erection that her aunt was giving her. She didn't want Aunty to know she was a freak. To learn about her attraction to her, but she was making hiding the fact damn hard by walking around near naked and why was she even doing that?!
"W-w-w-whyyy are you naked? I mean- nearly naked, aunty?" she stammered out.
"Why are you pressing your butt into my crotch?" she teased, delighted by the young girl's embarrassment. Still, out of mercy, she spoke before an answer could be made. "Oh you know how those royal outfits are, how they take an hour and a half-dozen staff to don," she complained, exaggerating only slightly. "I don't bother with it unless there's company coming or I'm going out, especially with the beach so near. I mean, this isn't any more risqué than my bikini, is it?"
The last time Soleil had seen her aunt in swimwear was before the last war, several years and a fair bit of puberty ago. Before the young woman had admitted her attraction to her, at the very least. Admitted to herself, it should be clarified.
Objectively speaking, Camillla was a remarkably beautiful woman; at least the vast majority would say so. Long shiny hair, smooth skin, a symmetrical and expressive face. Add on that she was so doting, so complimentary around her precious niece, and it almost felt inevitable. Still, Soleil felt that was an excuse.
"I s-suppose not," she agreed, realizing she'd waited too long to answer. Still afraid to move for fear of revealing her still steel-hard cock to the woman spooning her. Waiting for Aunty to turn around seemed like the only solution, but she didn't seem to be in any hurry. She even snaked a hand up her chest in a most inappropriate way, taking it to another level as she popped off the topmost button of Soleil's shirt!
"You can walk around 'nearly naked' too if you want~"
"I have to go see my window!" she blurted utterly without thought in response, sprinting back up the stairs she'd come from and oblivious to the coy chuckling that she summoned in the older woman. Her niece was so adorable when she was flustered, not less so because of how confident she usually was.
Her little heartbreaker was a stupid mess, and it was all thanks to her!
She knew just what effect she'd had and what her niece really had to run upstairs to do.
Soleil gasped gutterally in relief back in her room, one hand rubbing rapidly along her cock. She'd not even taken the time to lie down. The young woman slammed the door, dropped her pants, and went at it like an eager animal! She tried not to, but her thoughts lingered on the gorgeous milf she'd just seen, touched, and cuddled. Especially that one moment where Camilla popped her button. The shame ate at her mind, but the pleasure was intense. Moreover, when she finally shot her load out over the dirty laundry she'd piled in the corner, there was finally a sense of relief.
Everything would be fine. She'd walk slowly and avoid her aunt on the 'lazy days'; it wasn't even a month they were staying together after all. It was perfectly manageable. Hell, it'd be great as long as she could find a cute girl out on the beach to work her stress off with, which was basically what she'd been planning to do with her vacation anyway.
Her confidence grew over the coming days as they passed without further incident.
No luck yet finding a summer fuck buddy, but she'd had a few nice exchanges that seemed to be going somewhere. She'd even gotten up to kissing and heavy petting with a gorgeous redhead two days ago! Though that didn't particularly help with the 'relieving of stress' that her aunt continued to put on her. What's worse was that she was acting hurt, even asking outright if her dear niece was avoiding her, if there was anything wrong that she wanted to talk about.
So far, she'd gotten by with the excuse that she just loved being out on the beach. Out there, they could sit together without it being too uncomfortable; as sexy as it was, the dark purple bikini felt less somehow than seeing her in underwear. Also, out there, she could flee into the cool ocean water to hide her hardon when it was necessary.
It was necessary often.
All this to say, on the fifteenth day of their trip, when her aunt actually bothered to don her clothes, she didn't go to the beach. It would be better to tough it out and spend some real time with her. For all the invasive, lecherous thoughts she summoned, Soleil did genuinely love the woman dearly. She had no doubt that her aunt loved her too.
They had a lovely breakfast together before she excused herself early, both having eaten hearty portions after all the time spent swimming. Soleil was still killing time alone in the dining hall when their guests arrived. Selena and Beruka, specifically, were the ones who let themselves in. The former greeted her warmly as soon as they met eyes, while Beruka only managed a polite nod, even when Soleil spoke with them.
It was a brief conversation, only asking for their business and being told pointedly that it was for her aunt's ears only. Still, both gorgeous women in their own right, it was only natural that the young royal would follow them as they strolled through the halls to her wing. Selena seemed happy enough for the company, though she spoke little of herself or her mission.
It's just as well; it wasn't a long walk.
The weight of the heavy oak door slamming in her face irked her the slightest bit, and maybe for that reason she lingered. Though it was mostly just in case this message had anything to do with her parents and their diplomacy mission. They'd been vague about what it was, and that had her the slightest bit worried. Unfortunately, it was difficult to make out exact words, even as she pressed her ear to the doorframe.
It was definitely Beruka talking, that much she could deduce. She'd recognize that steady monotone anywhere; it matched the hollow eyed assassin to a scary degree. Unfortunately, said monotone was low, soft, and despite her best efforts, Soleil couldn't make out any of the words.
Certainly not when the moaning started.
At that point, the young eavesdropper could hear nothing else. Her cock slowly bobbed and hardened as she listened to the sensual sounds, growing in volume and intensity, all in the voice of that certain, sexy aunty. A part of her felt disgusted, but still she couldn't find the resolve to move.
"Do it, oh Selena~" the words were loud; they had to be for her to hear through the door. Camilla had to have been shouting, practically screaming, to make herself so clear when Beruka was barely audible! What was even more erotic was that Beruka was still giving the report.
Was Aunty sitting high on her throne, groaning out her bliss while that babe Selena ate her pussy mid-report?! Or was she being fingered maybe? Hell, maybe Selena had a cock too; maybe her aunt was into futas!
She slammed hard on the excitement growing in her. Even if that massive stretch was true, even if Selena was a futa and her aunt liked that fact, it didn't mean she'd ever do anything with her kin. Soleil felt shame yet again, even as a part of her yearned to start stroking her cock at all the slutty sounds continuing to radiate through the door!
When her aunt screamed, she let out a breath.
Silence followed, and Beruka seemed to finish her report.
Soleil didn't have the presence of mind to run, not even when the door opened; she didn't even have the wherewithal to move as the figure exiting walked right into her!
"Oh good, you're already waiting," Selena mumbled, sounding a bit flustered herself as she finished wiping her face with the fluffy towel in her hand. Silence seemed to be a good enough answer as the retainer only shoved the dirty cloth into Soleil's torso before turning to rush back into the room with all the fun, naughty noises.
Beruko and her aunt were kissing by the sound of it.
The click of the door shutting made her jerk, seeming to bring the young royal back to reality. Her aunt was having some kind of sexual escapade not a meter away from her; she'd made a mess on one of her partners, probably with her pussy juice, and now that dirtied rag was in her hands. Was fate trying to taunt her?!
At first, she thought she was going to scream in frustration into the cloth, or maybe her hands, but she only found herself inhaling deeply when it was against her face. It smelled like milk, milk and Camilla. A smell that shook her to her core in a way that she barely understood.
The sound of moaning picked back up made her flinch again, and not wanting to push her extraordinary luck, she sprinted for the stairway!
She didn't take a proper breath until she reached her room.
How long she stayed there, stewing in remorse and anxiety after yet another furious cock cranking, she couldn't be sure. It wasn't dinnertime yet, based on her stomach, but it was only a matter of time. She'd half to come out and sit with her aunt, smile, and make small talk with the guests knowing that she'd stroked herself off while snorting her aunt's sex towel like a deranged stalker!
Gods, she just wanted to curl into a ball and disappear.
At least it was only a few days until the trip would end. She'd gotten hard around her aunt so many times at this point, so many close calls, but nothing as perverted as this. Beyond anything else, she just wanted to be home with her family. Her immediate family, the ones who didn't conjure confusing and shameful feelings in her.
In an attempt to sleep the time away, she didn't leave her room again for the rest of the day. She didn't speak to another soul until well into the next morning, and that was involuntarily. Camilla didn't even knock properly; she rapped twice on the door and opened it without waiting for an answer.
Soleil was still rubbing sleep from her eyes when they widened in panic at the sight of her. The sight of her sweet, concerned smile and the silver tray full of food. She shot upright, worrying about the morning wood poking up from the sheets.
"Are you feeling alright Solly?" she asked, leaning over her in the bed to come eye level and uncomfortably close. "You didn't have dinner last night, so I thought I'd bring you some food," she added with a wave. The food was thorough and exquisite-looking. Juice, fruits, sweetcakes, and savory-smelling fish all adorned the platter like it was for a party and not a person.
Soleil smiled in spite of herself, and not just because of the mighty rumbling in her stomach.
"I'm alright, just had to… sleep something off; I'm fine now!" she assured her concerned aunt, lifting one of the cakes and taking a large bite of the cinnamony treat. With her smile lingering, Camilla grew one of her own. Though a look of guilt flickered through her at her response.
"That's so good to hear, but…" she swallowed. "I do have to admit, part of the reason I asked, not the main reason but part of it, was that I sort of need your help," the words were slow and unsteady, enough that it made even Camilla concerned.
"Is everything alright?" she asked.
"Oh yes, it's just a simple chore that the maids usually help me with, but, well, with most of them already gone and Sasha out with a fever…"
"I can help!" Somiel assured, smiling brightly and even looking directly into her aunt's vibrant, purple eyes. "You've been watching over me an entire month it's the least I can do. Really, I don't feel sick at all anymore!"
"Wonderful! Well, take your time eating; I'll be back in a bit with the supplies,"
With that, she left and Somiel felt worlds better. Largely because she was eating for the first time in twelve plus hours, and only because she didn't notice one little thing in her half-asleep state. The way her aunt's eyes lingered on a certain familiar towel in the corner. Her good spirits remained for nearly an hour when her aunt came back with a large pale in hand.
"What's the bucket for?" Soleil couldn't help but ask, idly wondering if she was about to mop or something. What other chores required a pale, an empty one no less? Seeing the thoughts on her face easily, Camilla began to explain.
"Oh, it's a very easy chore dear; you've even done it before. Heck, you used to enjoy it quite a bit~" she teased. That was when she slowly pulled her plum, shiny silk shirt overhead and tossed it carelessly aside. Thank the gods she was wearing a bra. Hell, that was a sight that Soleil had more than a little experience with after this hellishly trying month. Still, none of her actions thus far had dampened her confusion in the slightest. "I'm sorry Soleil. I'd thought you'd remember; I mean, I breastfed you until you were almost five,"
Soleil didn't respond; she barely even heard the words, like music in a faraway room, as her brain was thoroughly entranced by the visual sensation before her. Camilla had dropped her bra so casually, so shamelessly. Though to be fair, she certainly had nothing to be ashamed of body-wise; her breasts were round and perky, near the size of damned cantaloupes, and far more delicious looking!
So smooth and soft….
"So? Are you still okay with helping?" she asked pointedly, shaking her niece back to reality.
"H-help? Help you…. what?"
"Well, your generation grew up so damn fast, I haven't actually stopped producing milk yet," she explained. "And… well… they just get so sensitive that it's hard to milk them myself," she admitted with a hearty blush that Soleil had never seen on that pristine face. Still, the young woman couldn't speak; she couldn't risk opening her mouth the slightest bit as she stared into the heavenly sight, her aunt's breasts in all their glory!
It took about every ounce of self-control just to remain soft.
A task that became exponentially harder as she put her forehead on the bed and knelt down, positioning either ample breast over the bucket. It was enough for her to get up and kneel beside her like a farm hand, though she didn't actually touch the older woman. Not until Camilla craned her head to the side to look at her expectantly.
It was fine.
This was fine; it was just a favor for a family member. Her aunt saw her more as a young woman and less like a child, so she was coming to her for help; that's all this was! None of this was about enjoyment; hell, if she realized how much she wanted to touch the meaty boobs she'd probably have never even asked! That almost seemed like an out, but it wasn't as though Soleil could admit her attraction; that was the whole point. In any case, she couldn't back out now, with the woman already half naked and hunched over the pale.
"Solly?"
"No worries aunty, I got this!" she assured with her trademark grin, even giving a thumbs up, desperately trying to sell the lie that she wasn't fighting for her life to stay soft. Soft like those big, beautiful boobs, the skin of her chest might damn well have been the most pleasant thing the young woman ever touched in her life. She was so awed and intimidated by them that she only gently combed her hands up and down, barely touching.
"Solly, you have to touch them harder than that to milk," she corrected with a bemused giggle. Soleil froze briefly. Then she trailed her fingers down to the nipples, pinching firmly downward like milking a cow. The position was certainly similar, though she shook her head, somewhat amusing herself for drawing that comparison to her own aunt.
It didn't seem to be doing anything.
Camilla was humming happily, but no milk was coming out. She stole a glance over to her aunt's face in a silent question, but her eyes were closed, looking almost peaceful, like she was sleeping. Still, a change of approach was clearly needed here. Her hands rose to the base of her boobs along her chest, squeezing them as a whole as she tugged downward.
That produced a long, husky groan.
Hearing the way her niece sucked in a breath, as if in panic, Camilla opened her eyes, looking lovingly at the pink-haired girl. She was blushing like mad, making her giggle again and, in doing so, drawing their eyes back together. Her smile turned warm.
"You're doing great Solly. I'm sorry for all the noise; they're just a little more sensitive than I realized, I suppose," she explained, seeming to reassure the girl the slightest bit. With her eyes closed, she didn't see it melt away in an instant on her second groan, the long, womanly wails she released as her breasts were massaged. They grew louder and louder until finally Camilla came undone enough to speak without thinking.
"Oh harder dear, harder Solly, it's so close to coming out!" she claimed, biting a lip in ecstasy as her precious niece obeyed. Soleil herself was biting down too, on her tongue specifically, hard enough to draw blood. She'd started on that when holding her breath was no longer enough to keep her erection down, and now this method was failing too.
"Fuck, it's so close," Camilla complained. "Solly, can you use your mouth, please?"
"EH!? Ugh… f-for-" was as far as the young woman got. Hearing three syllables, none of which were a distinct no, was all the permission her daring aunt needed. She lurched upright and brought her swollen boob right up Soleil's face.
"It's not like it'd be the first time you sucked on them~" she teased further, delighting in the stammering, stuttering mess her niece had become. The way she licked her lips and hummed completely without thought was just icing on the cake. Although for all the sight enticed her, the follow-up was severely lacking.
Soleil was barely biting her; the faintest tip of her tit passed the young girl's lips, and worse still, her handwork had become worlds more gentle as her sucking began. There was simply no choice. Her hands dug into the beautiful pink locks of her niece and yanked the smaller body forward, holding her firm and with significant pressure against the boob now radiating pleasure through her body.
There was a noise of surprise.
Camilla couldn't hear it. She was positively wailing out in bliss now, her mind a melted mess as she got what she was thinking about damn near all month. All the strutting around half naked, the hugs, the teasing and doting had finally paid off! Her little Solly was a perverted little horndog, just like her daddy, and her aunty.
It wasn't just perversion on the older woman's part, though.
It mostly was, but not entirely!
Her milk bags were legitimately full, and it was causing her pain. Milking herself was, of course, something she was more than capable of, but that just felt like such a waste. It just made sex so delicious to have someone else do it. It was one of the things that truly fucked her stupid, so torturously erotic and wonderful; soon she couldn't even speak.
Well, not beyond one word.
"Moremoremoremoremoremoruooooooo!" she bleated out before it fell off into a long, euphoric wail as Soleil felt her mouth suddenly flooding from warm, creamy milk! It tasted faintly sweet. It tasted like safety, and comfort, and love itself! When she finally popped off, it wasn't for fun; it was because she desperately needed some air and her mouth was still flooding.
She wheezed in her breaths as Camilla sputtered out hers.
"Moroooo, mooo," she called weakly, moo'ing like an actual cow as she tried to speak so drunk in pleasure. With drool dripping down her mouth and eyes like nothing she'd ever seen on the ever graceful aunt before, Soleil was nearly ready to faint. The flood of sensations to her eyes, tongue, and ears, even the faint smell of milk, it was all too much! It was all she could do just to keep herself upright!
That is to say, she lost any focus on her lower half. Still in her sleepwear, a slim pink thing halfway between a nighty and a proper nightgown, there wasn't much to hide the thick log poking out of her pelvis. She'd even gone commando to bed last night!
Suddenly realizing her state and even now, desperate not to be discovered as some kind of sick family fucking degenerate, Soleil whipped around her body. Thank fuck, Camilla's face was still a ways above her, and with the chest so close to her face, the erection hadn't been spotted. Hopefully.
"Solly, why'd you stop~" she whined, twisting her neck to look at her until her niece flew forward to press her downward, back over the pail. "Oh…. Mmmmn, moo-moo~" she hummed out in delight, loving the feel of one firm grip on either of her breasts. She stroked it down in firm, greedy motions now, and now it worked. Quickly, each one was producing squirt after squirt of milk into the metal tool.
Quickly, it was filled.
When the work was finally done and Camilla had enough sense of mind to take a few deep breaths, she spoke right up.
"Oh thank you Solly; that's so much better; you don't even know," she assured, raising up to her full height and casually bumping her butt against her niece's throbbing erection. By the time she turned around, giving only a curious hum that could have meant anything, poor Soleil had already turned a full 180 and hunched over, trying to hide it.
Carelessly, she draped over her niece, even circling either arm around her neck as her chest pushed into her back. Camilla couldn't help but chuckle as Solly clenched up. Her boobs truly seemed hypnotizing to the young girl, or maybe she was just struck still from mortification; either way, her aunt saw no reason not to pile some more on.
"You dirty girl~ You have a hard on for your aunty?"
"I-i-I'm so sorry," she squealed, struggling not to sob as she was discovered.
"It's okay, Solly," she assured with a chuckle. "If anything, I'm relieved you weren't avoiding me because of something serious! Honestly, I'm thrilled to find out you were hiding away because you like me too much," she added, squeezing slightly on her smaller body. When her niece finally lifted her head to look at her, eyes wide and still uncertain, she smiled warmly. "Sit down honey, relax,"
The young woman obeyed, still not quite looking at her besides occasional quick glances.
"Here, since you were so sweet and helpful with me, I'll help relieve your pressure now, okay?" she asked, though it felt like it wasn't much of a question when her aunt fell to her knees with one arm pinning both of her niece's legs. Soleil looked confused. Even still, the other hand made quick work of her clothes, flipping the simple cloth upward to reveal the bare, twitching cock below.
"Aunty-"
"-Relax," she commanded again, her dainty hand circling and squeezing down gently on the thick rod. In an instant, Soleil fell flat backward, her skull hitting the mattress. The pleasure was quite literally paralyzing, and it was nothing more than a slow stroking thus far. She closed her eyes tight, figuring somehow in her mush of a mind that if she didn't watch it would be different. If she didn't actually see her precious aunts face down there next to her happily leaking cock, it was a little easier to ignore.
Her eyes flew open without a thought when she felt her tongue!
Once her gaze locked on that site, her aunt sensually licking from the base to the helmet of her cock, again and again, the poor young woman could barely blink. Again, her next action came completely without thought. Her aunt abruptly stopped her licking to fully engulf the first third of her rather lengthy cock, and Soleil did something she'd never done with any girl before in her life. She bucked upwards into it! Unconsciously, yet desperately, searching for more of the intense pleasure that started sinking its way down her rod!
Camilla chuckled around it.
She didn't slow down in the slightest at the bucking or spasming going down under her, having plenty of experience in the act. Both in the basic sense, she'd given plenty of blowjobs, and in the sense that she gave them well enough to make her partners go absolutely wild quite offten. It was always an ego boost.
The fact she was already twitching and struggling to hold in her release, judging by the way either hand was white-knuckled and gripping down on the sheets, only furthered this feeling. She'd only just started, and already her niece was at her limit. In light of this, she took her down to the balls with smooth grace, gliding her lips without relenting until the young woman cried out and threw her hands onto her purple locks, squeezing, wheezing, finally screaming out her orgasm.
Camilla swallowed it effortlessly.
She barely even resisted the meager force with which her head was being guided, swallowing nearly the entire cock as the warm cum flowed from her cheeks to her throat with the same smooth alure. There was a wet pop as she rose up to release the cock and look down at the adorable pink-haired girl. When her adorable honey-colored eyes opened to look up at her, she opened her mouth with an exaggerated ahhh, showing just how quickly she'd swallowed every ounce.
Hell, her face was still pristine!
Her aunt hadn't spilled a fucking drop!
The lidded, purple eyes still looked hungry as they came to settle on her cock, still hard and bobbing perpendicular to the bed where she lay. By contrast, Soleil was a gasping mess, red faced almost as much by the struggle to breathe as by embarrassment. The bliss had mostly buried the latter anyway.
Even so, she felt a fresh stab of depraved, delicious guilt as either of the massive boobs that had started all this engulfed her cock. It was only barely long enough to poke out of the top. Almost the entire length of her shaft was massaged by the soft, sensual pillows, and still all she could do was lay there and bask in it. The friction and full cover made it feel almost like a pussy, a slightly dryer one maybe, but her cock was still soaked in her aunt's spit.
It was without a doubt the most pleasurable, most intense sex of her life, and she hadn't even had sex proper! Would she? Would her aunt actually let her take her pussy, maybe even…. kiss her? Was this going to be more than a one-time thing? The questions grew more important and yet so much harder to ponder as her pleasure built and her cock spasmed.
Once again, she was getting brought to release embarrassingly quickly.
Camilla seemed utterly without shame as she squealed in delight, finally stopping her constant shaking as the cock blasted out over her point blank! The noise trailed off into a playful laugh as the fourth shot spat another blob onto her chin, making a proper mess of her face. She didn't open her eyes until the discharge was over and Soleil's breaths steadied.
They were both a proper mess now; all the pressure and friction had made her breasts spit out some more milk, leaking at least a cup or so over her niece's legs and pajamas. Her smile never left. Seeing how drenched both their clothes were getting with sweat, cum and milk, she pulled the rest of her clothes off, casually throwing it aside into the same corner as the towel that started all of this.
The only thing that made her glee dampen the slightest bit was seeing that Soleil was still hard, oddly enough. Even then, it was mostly a matter of wounded pride. The still-erect, still stone hard cock staring up at her seemed to be taunting her, challenging her.
It was practically calling out to her pussy!
Soleil had enough of her barings to blink and realize what was happening as her aunt crawled up on top of her. Especially when the boobs were an inch from her face again. The sight of them made her mouth feel dry, and utterly without thought, she closed that last blip of distance and began sucking on one of the wet, bulbous boobs. She even hummed happily as she did, earning a similar noise from her aunt as she began stroking her frazzled pink hair tenderly.
When her hands lifted up to help with the fondling she didn't know, that too happened without thought, and that too thoroughly delighted her, the risque milf. The soft scratching and light laughter continued to ring for at least a couple minutes, while Soleil took her time drinking her fill.
She felt properly refreshed as she popped off, energized even.
Camilla laughed again as she bent down. The taste of that faintly sweet milk in her mouth was tasty, but she barely even noticed it. There was something so enriching, so fulfilling, about finally holding her beautiful niece in a tender kiss. Even seeing the uncertainty in her eyes as she broke it didn't kill the feeling. If anything, it gave her a stronger instinct to hold her tight and never let go.
Still, she held off just long enough to speak.
"Can I ride that big dick of yours now, Solly?" she asked coyly, looking down into her eyes with a coy yet vulnerable look. Soleil swallowed tightly, taking her time to answer. Camilla didn't rush her. "I can't believe it's still hard; you're so virile dear~"
"It's only because you're so sexy," she countered without thought, blushing faintly darker as it was said, and her aunt laughed wickedly.
"You know you're incredibly sexy too, right Solly?" she asked, taking an almost genuine tone.
"I… I've been pretty lucky with girls, I guess," she answered, avoiding her eyes until a hand gently guided her chin back to face her. Camilla bore her vibrant purple eyes into hers as she continued. Her tone was low and sultry with the next words.
"Have you been with many women, though? I just have to know~"
"I don't… I've never been with a woman as old as you, n-not that you're old, I don't think of you like that just… I… I'm…"
"You're fucking adorable is what you are," Camilla finished for her, taking another kiss. "It just warms my heart to see what a splendid woman you've become Solly," her next kiss lingered gently. "If you'd have me, and if you're comfortable with it, I'd really like to be your first milf fuck buddy~"
The sudden change in verbage at the end of that sentence made Soleil's blush flare yet again.
"It… it's weird though, right, wrong?" she argued weakly, once again averting her eyes. "To want your family, it's wrong?"
"I don't think there's a single thing wrong with you Solly; you're just about perfect," she assured, rubbing a hand through her hair. "Besides, nobody ever has to know but us," the slow stroking down her back had resumed, a comforting gesture she'd done a thousand times before, which now had such an erotic undertone.
"It won't mess everything up?" she asked, though Camilla knew at this point the resolve was already broken. She took another kiss. Her eyes were full of love as she answered.
"I don't think this has ruined anything, not now or in the past. Honestly, if anything, I've never felt closer to you; I've never loved you more~"
"We won't tell my dad?" she asked, lining up that one final nail.
"Nobody in the world~" she agreed, taking another kiss and internally cheering as Soleil's hands came up to carress her hair, one hand at least. The other went straight for the boobs, fondling greedily as she moaned gutturally into the kiss.
In truth, Camilla was proud.
Still, she stopped it before too long. Gently, she guided her precious niece back to her back, flat on the bed, as she leaned over to line up with her cock. Soleil smiled, albeit nervously, as their gazes locked.
Her back arched and her voice grew strained the instant her helmet slipped past the warm, wet pussy lips of her bombshell of an aunt! It was too late to regret it. Too early to think of any of the potential consequences, she was lost in the moment and positively buried in pleasure as her cock speared deeper into the woman who'd driven her so mad this month!
Camilla was the slightest bit irked by her lack of response, but mostly just amused and delighted. Still, her breasts were in desperate need of stimulation if she was going to cum. In light of that, as she expertly rocked their bodies together with nothing but her hips, either arm lifted up to her own smooth breasts, massaging them sensually.
Everything about the joining just felt so smooth, so perfect. The gentle caress of her well lotioned hands along her breasts, the gentle rocking of their bodies together, the weak but enthusiastic cries of pleasure leaking out of them both. Soleil's sounds were high and carried an undertone of disbelief.
Camilla's moans were deep and enthralled.
Both were completely captured by the moment, both in love and enraptured with lust. Still, that itching grew. As their respective orgasms grew closer they became more desperate to reach the destination, more eager to eat up the bliss waiting for them at the end of this lovely ride! The slutty aunt who'd started this all began to bounce faster, earning a fresh squeal.
She only laughed breathlessly in response, and continued accelerating her eager bounces. Soleil's eyes had gone shut, and that was a shame, but the look of desperate tension in her brow as she struggled to hold in her release was absolutely delicious. It made it all the more obvious that she was on her last lap when she gripped her aunt's hips and began bucking back wildly herself!
Wanting to cum at the same time as her precious niece, and needing a little push to get there, Camilla flew down over her again. She kissed her again. This time it was a wet, sloppy kiss that made the inexperienced young woman suck in another gasp. Her upward thrusting started taper off.
It was taking everything she had not to cum. It was taking everything she had before Camilla lurched forward and started smothering half her chest with those still damp milk bags she called boobs! Fuck, she was going to cum and there was no stopping it. Even then, she felt a moment of utter horror at the thought of cumming inside, at the possibility of getting her own aunt pregnant!
She tried to protest, maybe she would have even succeeded if she wasn't having her mouth devoured so desperately in that heated kiss! Camilla was naturally dominating it, poking about her mouth with her tongue, sucking on her lips, not giving the poor girl a moment to breath.
All the while her hips continued their steady thrusting.
If anything, they sped up as the pair finally reached their release. The bottom half of her body continued hammering into Soleil's pelvis like a damn mallet until neither could take it a second longer! The feel of her niece's hot, viscous cum blasting up into her, filling her pussy and making yet more of a mess over the bed drove the older woman wild!
Her humping became disoriented, slower even as she clenched and cried out her own orgasm with a long, breathless laugh!
A sigh followed.
Neither woman said anything as they lay there together, Camilla casually and affectionately running her fingers through the cute pink locks she loved so much. The feel of that log of a cock her niece carried still wedged inside was nice. She was in no hurry to lift up and take it out. Soleil herself seemed barely able to move, her breathing didn't return to a near normal point for a good five minutes at least.
"Am I freak?" she asked softly, finally.
Camilla kissed her forehead before answering.
"Sure, why not? We've both lived very unusual lives, haven't we?" she kissed her again. "It doesn't mean I don't love you, it doesn't mean anyone in your family won't love you,"
"I love you too Aunty," she said plainly, still seeming the least bit uncertain as she lifted her arms to hug her, cuddle her head into the crook of the older woman's neck. Camilla rolled onto her side to facilitated this, and to subtly steer her cuddle down into her much softer chest. Camilla sighed happily with her face between them.
"Not to pile on the criticism either, but you know if you had been upfront and honest with me, this whole month could have been a lot less stressful for you~" she blushed with such intensity that the heat was felt against her chest. "We could have had so much fun these last couple weeks,"
"So… so this wasn't just a one time thing? A reward for helping you with the milking?" she asked, even lifting her eyes to look at her with the most adorable, fretful, utterly dense look in her cute candy colored eyes.
"Oh lord how can such a smart girl be so stupid?" she teased her niece, kissing her again before continuing. "You really think I didn't know you were attracted to me? You think I didn't know that a long time ago?" she pressed further. "To think I'd have to prance around in front of you near naked for a month, and still have to make the first move to make you admit it,"
"I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"Don't be Solly, I love how ridiculously naïve you can be, it's cute," she assured.
"Still, I'm sorry that we missed out on so much uh…. time, together,"
Camilla's eyes went wide, a sudden realization intense enough to sober up Soleil a bit.
"Oh right, I didn't tell you yet. Your parents were delayed by weather, you'll be an extra week, I hope you don't mind~"
Soleil's cock twitched inside her as they both smiled.