Broken plate

Aunt Alla wasn't sorry about the broken plate, but during the dance she pressed herself tightly against me and, painfully squeezing my balls with her knee, Aunt Alla whispered in my ear: "You'll pay for that." I smirked and agreed. Aunt Alla released her knee and I exhaled.

 — "Did that hurt, sorry, my boy?" — Aunt Alla whispered in surprise, — "I didn't mean to hurt you," — and Aunt Alla gently pressed her knee against my cock, which was now aroused from the strong pressure, the slow dance, and the friction against the thigh of this magnificent woman, my friend's mother.

Aunt Alla felt the tension between my legs and smirked lustfully, looking into my

eyes.

I smirked back.

— I'd pay you back," I thought to myself.

Aunt Alla turned 50 today and I was among the invited, after all, Arthur and I had known each other for about seven years and Aunt Alla simply adored me. Today she was letting loose to the fullest.

Aunt Alla is a rather attractive woman: short blonde hair, medium height and a luxurious build — full-figured with huge breasts. Very often in the summer, when I hung out at Arthur's house and Aunt Alla was home too, I often noticed how Aunt Alla's nipples were erect, pressing against the fabric of her light, thin, but opaque sundress, which gave me no hope of seeing this woman's nipples. I constantly caught myself thinking that I wanted this woman, no matter how full-figured she was.

Every time I came to Arthur's, I would go to the bathroom for a long time and rummage through the laundry basket, digging out Aunt Alla's toiletries, which were my fetish. I would sniff her panties, her bras, press against them, bury my face in the lace fabric. I would sniff her dresses, sundresses, nightgowns, which smelled very pleasant, which wasn't entirely obvious for a full-figured person, especially in summer. But the fact remained, there were no unpleasant smells. Probably this fact fascinated and aroused me even more. I thought that if something cooled and repelled me, I would stop getting so aroused by this woman. But that didn't happen.

The guests were leaving and Arthur went to see everyone off.

 — "Max, are you coming, or am I staying at Tamara Borisovna's tonight?" — asked Arthur.

Today Arthur was staying overnight at his girlfriend's grandmother's, so that tomorrow morning he could go to the airport early with her to meet Karina returning from a business trip.

 — "Yeah, sure, go ahead," — I said to Arthur and shook his hand goodbye.

 — "Alright, you'll have a smoke as usual, I know you, okay, bye," — said Arthur and ran off.

We were left alone in the apartment with Aunt Alla.

We cheerfully waved to the departing guests from the balcony and went to the kitchen. There we opened another bottle of cognac, lit cigarettes, and slowly started cleaning up the apartment. Aunt Alla smoked a lot, it was her cult. At home, you could be with a cigarette anywhere, Aunt Alla didn't forbid it, so the apartment was full of cigarette smoke. From it and the cognac, excitement and a certain erotic coziness grew in the body.

 — "Well, what do you think, did everything go okay?" — Aunt Alla asked me.

She had been preparing for the celebration for many days, as many relatives from the north had come.

 — "Yes, Aunt Alla, everything went great," — I replied.

 — "Max, just call me Alla and use 'you' (informal), I'm not that old, and you've been grown up for a long time."

 — "Okay, even Allusik," — I decided to joke.

 — "Now, I like that even more," — Aunt Alla laughed, — "if it's not hard for you, call me that."

 — "Okay, Allusik."

 — "Now, that's more like it."

Alla finished washing the dishes and poured a little more cognac into the glasses.

 — "All done," — Alla exhaled and dried her hands with a towel.

I looked at her and wanted her more and more. Light makeup emphasized her pleasant, gentle, and kind facial features, the tight dress highlighted her full figure, and the deep neckline exposed most of her huge breasts.

 — "What are you staring at?" — Alla nudged me on the shoulder.

 — "Oh," — I was slightly startled by the surprise, — "just, I'm looking at how beautiful you are," — I decided to act.

 — "Don't flatter me, what could be beautiful about a big auntie who turned fifty today, who smokes like a chimney and sweats like an elephant in summer? And to you, a twenty-three-year-old guy? Don't make me laugh."

 — "I'm telling the truth, there's something attractive, sexy about you," — I opened up to Alla, — "your curves, they are very sexy, I like you as a woman, you are attractive, really."

 — "Poured? Well, if that's the case, let's drink to friendship. Don't mind?"

 — "All for it."

We stood with Alla in the cramped little kitchen, drank cognac with crossed arms and immediately started kissing. I thought Alla was just joking and so I closed my mouth and pursed my lips, but Alla's tongue easily invaded my mouth and began to caress my tongue.

We merged in a sweet, tender kiss. I pressed against Alla with my cock protruding through my pants and hugged her.

She was so soft, fluffy, airy, tender. I had no words.

 — "Alka, you're so sweet, soft, I like you so much," — I said to Alla.

 — "I like you very much too," — Alla ran her palm over the bulge where my cock was pressing against the fabric of my pants, — "I hope I get it today?"

I didn't say anything, just unzipped my fly and took my cock out. Alla pressed against me and took my cock in her hand.

 — "My sturdy one," — she whispered, — "Arturchik's isn't like that, his is smaller."

 — "You know what Arturchik's is like?"

 — "Of course, we live together. I taught him not to close the bathroom door when he bathes and not to close the door when he goes to pee. And do you know what Arturchik's is like?"

 — "I know."

 — "You boys probably fooled around, huh?" — Alla laughed. — "Probably tugged at each other's dicks, sucked, fooled around in the ass."

 — "You know everything, what's there to tell you," — I said embarrassed.

 — "Arturka told me, but I'm all for it, no problem with you, let the boy experience all the joys of sex. He likes it when you have sex with him, he told me," — Alla continued to fondle my sausage.

 — "Better get on your knees and try the cock and stop talking," — I said to Alla.

 — "I like that approach," — said Alla and got down on her knees.

After a brief oral sex and professional blowjob from the woman, I started to cum in her mouth. Alla greedily swallowed everything and sucked out every drop of semen and pre-cum from my cock. Then she got up from her knees, lit a cigarette, and sat down on a chair.

I approached Alla and got down between her legs.

 — "Oh, Maxik, don't, it's not washed there," — Alla squirmed.

 — "Alla, be quiet, I'll figure it out myself, okay?"

 — "I'm quiet," — Alla leaned back in the chair and took a drag.

I moved the fabric of her panties aside from her crotch and before me were the juicy, plump gray-pink labia of the woman, which glistened with juices and had soaked the fabric of her panties with this nectar.

I buried myself in the fragrant, moist bud, which did not disappoint me and smelled seductively and stunningly.

 — "How sweet," — I whispered.

 — "Do you like my pussy?"

 — "Yes, it's awesome."

 — "I like how you do it, keep going, good job."

I polished Alla's clit with my tongue, teasing her clitoris with my tongue and penetrating deep into the juicy cave, which

completely swallowed my tongue. Alla spread her legs wide and lustfully stroked the inside of her thighs and my head.

Alla began to tremble and moan loudly, and a little later she moaned like a wounded animal and a stream of hot liquid squirted into my face.

 — "Bitch, I came, awesome, baby, you're awesome, I haven't come like that even with my husband," — Alla moaned, melting on the chair like a soft, disembodied mass.

Her husband, by the way, left Alla and Arthur two years after the boy was born.

 — "I'm glad you liked it," — I said.

 — "I'm afraid to imagine what will happen when I get the guy inside," — said Alla, pointing at my cock.

 — "You'll get it, you'll get it," — I said.

 — "Let me kiss you."

I moved closer to Alla and she kissed me, simultaneously licking her juices off my face.

 — "Tasty?" — I asked with a smirk.

 — "Tasty, I really like female juices," — Alla smirked back.

We sat down at the table and, after drinking a hundred grams of cognac, prepared for coffee.

 — "Staying the night?" — asked Alla.

 — "Of course, you won't get rid of me today, there are too many unexplored places left on you."

 — "Two. My ass and pussy, not that many," — concluded Alla, — "And they are all yours today."

 — "And also these huge, airy balloons."

 — "Ah, and them too," — Alla laughed and shook her breasts in front of me.

 — "Show them to me," — I asked Alla.

Alla pulled out two huge tits from a huge bra, laying them out from her dress onto the table.

Her breasts were huge, maybe size five or six, and lay freely on the edge of the table.

 — "Now this is a sight I like," — I said.

 — "Well, then enjoy, I don't mind," — replied Alla, continuing to smoke and drink coffee.

And I enjoyed. Huge brown areolas with erect nipples stared at me and beckoned. I so wanted to lick them, suck them.

 — "Alla, go to the bathroom, I want you," — I said.

 — "Okay," — Alla got up and went to the bathroom. She didn't close the door behind her and I saw her undress and get into the shower stall, then turn on the water and the fogged glass hid from me the full and arousing figure of the fifty-year-old woman.

We met with Alla in the bathroom doorway.

 — "Now it's my turn, sweetie," — I said and pecked Alla on the lips, then slipped into the room and closed the door…

… With an erect cock, I entered the bedroom where Alla lay on white sheets, legs spread, inviting me to her crotch.

I didn't wait. The vagina was full of juices and I placed my cock at the entrance to the vagina, which greedily accepted my tool of not-so-small size. Alla moaned and closed her eyes.

Squelching sounds were drowned out by Alla's loud moans, who lay on her back with legs spread, and I drove my cock into her.

The large, soft body with a round belly and a couple of folds surprised me with its tender and smooth skin on the belly, on the legs, and the large breasts were not only huge, they were like two watermelons, not just sagging like scrotal flaps of skin.

Alla was quietly sniffling, and I continued to enjoy the picture in which a mature woman melted in the hands of a young guy and was ready for anything.

After a long pounding of Alla's wet hole, she finally started moaning even louder and writhing on the verge of orgasm.

Alla arched her back, lifting her shoulders and raising her butt off the bed, moved towards me, impaling her hot womb on my erection even harder and tightly gripping the sheet, convulsed and twitched.

 — "So good," — Alla moaned.

 — "Me too, come on, get on all fours, Maxik will try your ass," — I said.

 — "Yes, of course, darling," — Alla obediently got on all fours in front of me.

My finger slowly entered the point in the center of the dark-brown area between her buttocks and began to move. Now I added another finger. The huge, soft ass was in my hands, in my power.

My cock slowly entered Alla's ass, thickly lubricated with my saliva and stretched by my fingers and Alla's fingers, who was helping me.

After a brief, slow insertion of the cock, I began to increase the pace and Alla liked it.

Now I was rhythmically moving in my lover's ass, who pushed her ass towards me, lustfully impaling herself on my root.

 — "Oh, how good, this is magnificent," — Alla moaned.

I enjoyed Alla's moans and dirty talk. It was so arousing. My