Hard Decision

Toby's girlfriend had already turned away, face buried in the pillow. He felt the familiar frustration coil in his gut. Then his eyes drifted to the woman stretched out on the sofa, legs bare, robe slipping just enough to show the curve of a breast that had been driving him crazy for weeks. Her aunt. Older. Ready. And she caught his stare, smiling like she knew every dirty thought running through his head. He stood. She didn't stop him when he walked over. Instead she opened her thighs just a little wider. Toby's cock was already hard before he even touched her. The first time her lips closed around him was slow, deliberate, wet heat that made his knees shake. She took him deeper than any girl his age ever had, sucking with the patience of someone who liked the taste, who wanted to feel him throb on her tongue. By the time she rolled onto her back and pulled him inside her, all thoughts of his sleeping girlfriend were gone. He fucked her harder, faster, watching her tits bounce, listening to the quiet sounds she made when he hit the right spot. When he pulled out at the last second, thick ropes of cum painted her face, a few drops catching on her parted lips. She licked them away like it was nothing new. The house stayed quiet. His girlfriend stayed asleep. Toby stayed hard.