An aunt can also be a beloved woman.

Eighteen-year-old Vovka really loved it when his second cousin once removed came to visit. She was always very kind to him and brought lots of different treats. His aunt was half-Georgian and had lived in Georgia all her life, coming to Russia once a year. That was probably why Vovka liked women with Caucasian features. As for his aunt, well, as they say, "no comment." A tall, slender, dark-haired beauty. Just like a movie star! Since early childhood, he had looked at her with wild lust, wanting to see his aunt naked. Unfortunately, that was impossible. Aunt Alla always watched very carefully, as if suspecting, how she sat

if she was wearing a skirt, how she crossed her legs. So Vovka only imagined Aunt Alla naked in his dreams. And then, on a hot July morning, she arrived. The traditional family tea in the kitchen was accompanied by conversations boring to Vovka about families, work, and other nonsense. The guy couldn't wait to go to the beach as soon as possible. After all, his aunt had come in the summer for the first time. Such an opportunity to see what he had dreamed of for so many years. Well, at least in a swimsuit...

— Aunt Alla, don't you want to go for a swim?" asked Vovka. "I went with the guys yesterday, and the water is just like fresh milk!

— Oh, that would be wonderful! Let's go right after breakfast," answered the delighted Aunt Alla.

The tea and sandwiches were finished, and Vovka, accompanied by his gorgeous aunt, went to the shore where, according to Vovka himself, only he swam. His parents stayed home. The weather was so wonderful that he even forgot that swimming wasn't his primary goal. The gentle July sun seemed to pierce the small river to the bottom. Upon reaching the shore, the guy took off his jeans and T-shirt and dove into the surprisingly warm water. Aunt Alla, meanwhile, changed in the bushes by the shore. When Vovka climbed out of the water, his aunt had already changed and was lying on her back with her eyes closed, sunbathing. If she had opened her eyes, she would have seen her nephew's eyes bulging with passion and his swim trunks tenting. Yes! Aunt Alla wasn't just beautiful; she was simply stunning in her thin pink swimsuit. Vovka couldn't take his eyes off her large breasts. Even through the swimsuit top, the erect nipples of the childless Georgian woman were clearly visible. The guy lay down next to his aunt and pretended he was also going to sunbathe.

— Had enough swimming?" asked Aunt Alla.

— Uh-huh," mumbled Vovka.

— Well, get some sun then.

Vovka lay on his side facing his aunt and stared at her. His cock was literally tearing through his swim trunks. He slowly slipped his hand inside them. The moment he shifted his gaze from her breasts to the mound protruding from his aunt's tiny panties and touched his cock, it immediately erupted in a violent orgasm. A groan escaped through his tightly clenched teeth.

— What's wrong?! What happened to you?!" came Aunt Alla's frightened exclamation.

Vovka, still not fully recovered, sharply pulled his hand out of his trunks but couldn't manage to answer. Aunt Alla turned her head towards him and repeated:

— Volodenka, what happened to you?

The guy remained silent. Then his aunt looked lower and saw Vovka's erect cock and a wet spot treacherously spreading across his trunks. Explaining anything was pointless. Aunt Alla was an experienced woman, and there wasn't even a hint of embarrassment or condemnation on her beautiful face. In an absolutely calm voice, she addressed her shame-reddened nephew:

— Vov, you don't need to explain anything to me. And don't worry about anyone finding out. Just answer me honestly, please. Have you ever been close with a woman?

The nephew shook his head no.

— Well, have you at least seen a woman naked?

— No, why?

— My poor boy," his aunt laughed in response.

With these words, she slipped the straps of her top off her tanned shoulders and sat up right under the nose of the stunned Vovka. Ten centimeters away from him swayed huge, firm breasts with brown nipples. The guy who had just come a minute ago felt his cock fill with blood again.

— Touch them, don't be shy," said Aunt Alla.

Vovka awkwardly ran his palm over these luxurious, firm breasts. Another moment and he would have come again. The experienced aunt clearly wanted to prolong her beloved nephew's pleasure and moved a little further away.

— So, Volodya, shall we end the anatomy lesson here?" she asked with a smile.

Volodya silently shook his head again. His aunt stopped smiling. Then she pulled off her thin panties and spread her long, beautiful, slender legs wide. The poor virgin was looking at the enchanting womb of Aunt Alla. The large labia were carefully shaved, and only the mound was crowned with a small hill of blackening hair. Vovka reached his hand towards the woman's fabulous pussy again, but Aunt Alla said in a somewhat strange voice:

— Don't, dear, don't touch, or you'll come right away. I want you to do it there.

With these words, she spread her legs even wider and parted the large lips with her hands. From the depths of her cave gaped a huge hole framed by dark-brown folds of the inner lips. Vovka didn't need to be told what to do next. He took off his trunks and lay on top of his aunt. With her experienced hands, she guided her nephew's rock-hard cock into her vagina. Even in his most elaborate fantasies, Vovka couldn't have imagined how good it would feel when his thick cock entered Aunt Alla. How hot and wet it was there! The woman made a few thrusts with her butt and, breathing heavily, said:

— Come on, my good boy.

Vovka started moving his ass. He felt he was about to come, but he really wanted his beloved woman (now truly beloved) to also get pleasure. But then Aunt Alla moaned:

— Faster, darling, faster! I'm going to come now!

Vovka worked like a jackhammer, and his aunt, as if helping him, moved her large, firm butt in rhythm. Their orgasms merged into one inexplicable feeling of divine sensuality. Volodya wasn't ashamed of his loud moan, and Aunt Alla, without a second thought about being easily overheard, screamed at the top of her voice, convulsively jerking under her nephew... Coming to her senses a little, still lying under Vovka, she smiled, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said:

— Well, finally. You know, I often thought about you. How should I put it...

Vovka looked at his aunt questioningly. She continued more confidently:

— Yes. I thought about it. Standing in the shower, in bed before sleep, even at work in the toilet.

Vovka understood everything. Understood correctly. He kissed his beloved woman and said:

— Thank you, my love.