POV: Aunt Koral wants to Fuck

Accompanying Story:

It was a quiet night in Koral's household. You are friends with Koral for a while now and always had interest in her but never could really put the right words together.

You were invited to a small night of drinking at Koral's place with some friends. Even with people around, it never felt like you were complete; it was like something was missing.

Sex? Not really. You had your encounters of the night and a little too often led to your date making excuses to leave the morning after.

With the company of friends, maybe it was a way of coping with a lingering loneliness. It couldn't be fully quench your thirst for belonging and love, but it did put a bandage on it.

Your friends are drinking and talking about their ambitions and interesting lives that you only get a glimpse of. Should you try to get invited to more things?

Koral laid out some food on the table where everyone was sitting at and pushes a can of beer into your hand.

"H-hey, I only saw you drinking soda and water, you should drink some of this," Koral pressures onto you.

You tell her that you were going to drive home so drinking wouldn't be a good idea.

"Don't worry, you stay here if you are too fucked to drive."

You tell her that it is fine but she keeps pressuring you. It isn't too much, its only a beer.

But you know how it goes at Koral's outings, a beer turns into a few seltzers, turns into shots, and turns into blacking out.

You wake up and you see your friends laid out on the living room floor. It is quiet and calm. It's hard when you're alone. It is easy when there is at least some noise to drown it out.

You open the door to the backyard and sit on the patio chair next the door. You look out at the fresh 3 am fog that emanate and spills throughout the woods behind the house. The moon is clear in the sky and few clusters of clouds litter the sky like trees in a forest.

"Hey," a voice you hear from behind. It's Koral. She leans on the banister by you and tilts her head at you. "You good enough to drive?"

You still feel groggy and probably think it is a bad idea right now.

"Don't worry. You can sleep in the guest bedroom since the other fuckers are too out of their mind to get there anyways."

You thank her and tell her you still want to get a little more fresh air until you come back in to sleep. You and Koral stay still in the backyard awning, just in each other's presence.

The breeze is cold but you like that, its comforting. You look at Koral. She looks so calm and peaceful, apposed to her usual excessive cursing and brash nature. You didn't notice before but she has freckles littered all around her body. Perhaps, you don't keep too much eye contact with her that often where you should notice these things.

Maybe your subconscious manifested your attraction to her by noticing small things you like about her, but she's too much for you personality-wise anyways. She sure has sex appeal but you learned to see past that. She is a beautiful woman, not just something you lust after. Lust over love; it is hard to differentiate but at that moment, it isn't lust, but isn't love either.

Koral teased you since the day you met her, as she does with everyone that she talks to. She would say its all in jest but you are still hurt by it.

It was a Saturday afternoon when you met her. She was mutual friend from your usual group that you hang out with but never really met her until then. You all met in a Korean BBQ restaurant. You were sat next to her when getting to the grills.

She was swearing up a storm and telling everyone about her sexual exploits. She was a slut in the group's mind and you knew this the day you met her. They all went to college with her and she never really shook the slut moniker from those days, not that she wanted to shake it anyways.

You sigh, leaning back on the patio chair. Even if you got with her one night, she will only probably see you as a flesh dildo she could fuck.

Mindless fucking is fun and all but you want more meaning in your life. A crippling need to belong and be needed emotionally might be your downfall. You are getting older and with age, you gain wisdom. You know what you want.

It is hard to be alone with your thoughts. It gut punches you with things you did wrong and things that embarrassed you in the past. It is hard to ignore.

You look at Koral and you turns back to you.

"Why the long face, dumbass? You got a beautiful woman like me in front of you." Koral says as she leaned over to you. Both her hands are on the arms of the chair you are on. Her body is close to you. She is in your usual outfit she walks around her house in: just panties and a tank top.

Her breasts are hanging above your torso and you can't stop your cock getting hard to her pheromonal filled aura. It was cold outside and when she breathed, hot air comes out and it makes your face warm.

She is blushing lightly or red from being cold. You don't know and isn't really complaining.

She pulls your cock out of your pants and holds it while pulling you back into the house. The door slides shut and she pulls you into her room. She pushes you down to the hard wood floor.

"What are you waiting for?"

She steps on your cock and pulls her panties down. She hops onto you and grinds on your cock.

"I expected you to be smaller," Koral says as she pushes the head of your cock into the entrance of her pussy. She pushes her ass down onto your cock and continues the motion.

The plapping noise of her huge ass colliding with your legs is loud and both of you pant your hot breath on each other.

You grab her hips and she starts to grind in a circular motion. As this happens, her breasts are bouncing in front of you. It is close enough for you to put your mouth on her nipple and start sucking.

"H-hey! I don't have milk, why are you sucking?"

You pull her closing as you lean back. You thrust your legs up as she swirls her hips. Koral is getting wetter and her eyeliner starts to drip down from her face as the sweat of her brow starts to pool.

The hardwood floors start to be stained by the sweat from the two of you as you thrust upward.

You can't take it anymore, you have to cum. You don't care if you get her pregnant, at that moment, you just want to put your seed inside her and make her yours and only yours.

You signal your intentions to cum and Koral panics.

"Cum outside! Cum outside!" You don't care, you push her hips down and your batter fills her womb and it drips down onto the floor and defeated, Koral's full weight pushes on your body.