The Holiday (closed for Horny_Aussie_72)

David walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel. He watched as his Aunty was sitting in her bra and panties, in the chair in the corner when he stepped over the threshold of the bathroom. He watched her shuffle around, trying to get comfortable, and as he walked over to sit on the edge of the bed, Emma stood up and headed for the bed too.

As the laptop was between them, they avoided the bump that would have seen Emma’s breasts smash into David’s chest. David reached around behind Emma and ushered her through the gap of the bed and him, and when his hand was in the right position, a blink of an eye later, Emma’s bra was undone.

David headed for the chair, but when Emma said “Now then, are you coming onto the bed with me?” David altered his course and laid behind Emma, taking up the position of big spoon. He also sneakily undone his towel so that when he lay on the bed, the towel was draped over his waist, and easily removed if needed.

David watched the scene unfold in front of him, and when the Aunty on screen removed her bra David said, “You could do that too, i bet your boobs are nicer than hers!”
 
Emma heard the words of David but her eyes were on the screen marvelling at the size and hardness of the young man from such little kissing.

“Is she going to suck him” asked Emma as she turned her head to look at David briefly, putting her hand to his thigh caressing a little and moving her body into his a little. When she looked back she saw the answer as, with her throat relaxed, the lady took the length of his penis deep down over and over. The picture moved to the young man’s face as he panted, his eyes glazed as he struggled to keep control before it moved back to the lady, now licking the length of his penis, smiling and sucking his balls and licking just behind them. The camera briefly flicks to show the contorted face of the young man as he loses control before returning to auntie, his hand on her breast and his other hand masturbating his cock hard as it points to her face.

Emma’s hand is inside her panties rubbing as she watches the close up of that cock, so near her face, as it shoots stream after stream of sperm onto her lips, onto her closed eyes and onto her hair.

Emma gives a final rub before pulling her hand from her panties and moving the laptop to one side.

“Now you’ve seen me and what I like, do you still fancy me?” she asks as she turns to face David, her lips ready to kiss and her hand moving under his towel looking to grasp his manhood.
 
David was hard after watching his Emma pleasure herself, and the fact that they had just watched some lucky nephew get a blow job from his aunty. When Emma turned and faced David, in her post orgasmic glow, she looked even sexier, and although he heard the question about whether or not he still fancied her, all he could do was lean in an kiss her. The kiss was deep, intimate, loving, and gentle. It was by no means reflective of the burning desire David had for his Aunty, but it was the response to his question.

When David came to the realisation that Emma had curled her fingers around his now fully erect cock, he took this as an indication that the boundaries that had been stopping them from delivering on their flirtatious banter, for now, no longer existed. In response to Emma's grasp, David lightly moved his hand up over Emma's belly, and cupped one of her breasts through the flimsy fabric of her bra.

There was no need for the kiss to be broken, and David deepened the kiss further, as his levels of sexual desire increased. David shifted his weight so he was more comfortable, and slid his hand into Emma's bra, cupped her breast, and ran his thumb over a very erect nipple. David circled the nipple for a few moments, his thumb touching it constantly, before rolling it between his thumb and finger. As he did this, he finally broke the kiss, and was breathing a little harder than normal. He trailed some light kisses down from Emma's mouth, along her jawline, and down to her neck, where he nibbled it softly.

"I've dreamt of nights like this, and so much more Aunty Emma." David said in little more than a whisper, as if to himself, to confirm that this was really happening, and it wasn't a dream.
 
Emma loved the feel of David’s hardness and the way his foreskin moved with her hand. Their whole togetherness was one of sexuality on the bed. She had been fuelled by the video and she now had a cock in her own hand, David’s cock, a wonderful manhood. There was one place she so desperately wished for that flesh to go and she wanted to seize the moment. Her curvy voluptuous body lifted off the bed and she raised herself whilst her hands went to her panties which she removed from her bottom, down her thighs and over her feet. Her hairy triangle was now visible to David as she moved back to be near to him. She had watched that wonderful young cock on the video and now this special part went inside of her mouth as she treated David. She only wanted to treat him a little, as she had other plans.

She pushed David back onto the bed flat, below her. “Right young man” were her comments as she moved astride him, her large full breasts hanging and her pussy getting every closer to its prize. She helped his cock on the way holding it, pointing it upwards as she lowered. She was gentle and careful and she wanted to treasure this moment. She rubbed the head into her clit and then moved it lower and pushed it against those outer lips. She knew she was ready, she had been ready for years but now her pussy was wet and needy. She pushed down and stifled a little groan as her eyebrows flickered and she felt the flesh move into her vagina. It stretched and grasped his cock like a glove. As she took him, all of him, she looked down at this face. She saw a look that she will never forget. She felt his hands and the willingness of his body as she began to move, to use the hard cock inside her, to fuck, to make love and to discharge the young man’s sperm of love.

Emma looked down at him and said “David, my David” as she moved her hips gently to and fro as she milked the pleasure he gave her.
 
David watched in awe as Emma graciously slid her panties off, and was surprised when he saw that Emma was not shaved, or trimmed, but was in fact natural when it came to her pubic region. David had always imagined Emma to be bald down there, or maybe neatly trimmed at times, but the fact he found out that she was in fact natural heightened his sexual awareness, because as hard as he found it to believe, this was actually happening. It wasn't the way David had envisioned their first time, but if Emma wanted it this way, he certainly wasn't going to object.

David obediently laid back as Emma pushed him on to the bed. He wanted to cup those breast, bring them to his mouth, savour those nipples, but none of this was possible as Emma seemed to be taking charge, and was climbing astride David. The simple words of "Right young man" indicated to David that his Aunty had made up her mind, and was going to do as she pleased. He watched as she moved up his body, and helped his cock find where David had dreamt of putting it for years. The moment she touched her clit with the head of his cock, he thought he was going to explode, but he was determined to make this an episode she'd remember, and want to come back for more of.

As he felt Emma slide his cock between her outer lips, David could feel her warmth and wetness radiating through his body, but when Emma lowered herself on to him, David insides screamed with happiness. He was fulfilling a fantasy that had been his favourite go to in those times he'd sought release. He felt Emma's vagina stretching as Emma continued to lower herself even further on to him. When Emma had allowed all of David inside her, David placed his hands on her hips, and moved them in time with her gentle movements.

"Oh my god Aunty Emma," he'd used the aunty intentionally given the video they had just watched, and how aroused she was, "this is better than I imagined, better than my dreams. I've wanted this for so long." David started to gyrate his hips under Emma to heighten the sensations her movements were giving her, but David was unable to maintain this for any length of time, as his sexual levels were so high, he could feel the impending orgasm starting to build in his balls, but managed to stall it, despite how deep, and gruntish his breathing was.
 
Emma looked down at his face and could see the effect she was having on David. She could see that he was trying to maintain control but her needs were such, she wanted him to orgasm, to feel his sperm inside her, shooting inside her, confirming his desire for her. She gripped and grinded her body until the inevitable and she received from him, feeling a glow inside her as he discharged. It had not taken long, she did not expect it to have taken long. This was the result of pent up feeling over the years and was a release for them both.

As Emma climbed off David she apologised

“I’m sorry, I know it was lovely, but I just had to have it, have you and I know I took control of your body. Please forgive me.”

Emma lay beside David in the bed, that lovely big bed and looked at him and caressed him. He had been a perfect gentleman and had a wonderful body but he was her nephew and he had a right to some independence on their holiday. She could not be his future could she? He deserved and needed more from the holiday and his life surely?

Emma felt herself drifting off to sleep with mixed emotions. She needed time to think. She went onto her side and her back faced David. She was not abandoning him but they had coupled, she had fucked David her young nephew. It had been done, it was wonderful but what next? Would he feel the same about her, shouldn’t she help him find a young lady of his own age and support him? So many questions but what were the answers.

Emma moved onto her back, she was restless, she felt between her legs, David’s cum was oozing out of her, and she touched it and looked over at him. She picked up her phone and pointed it between her legs to take a pic. She had a record and yes she wanted more, but when he was ready.
 
Despite David's best efforts, Emma was a woman on a mission, and nothing was going to stop her getting what she wanted. When David could hold on no longer, his cock pulsed and throbbed deep inside Emma, and as it twitched, David's balls emptied their pent up supplies. David's orgasm was so intense, he almost blacked out. He had dreamt of this for so long, and in the heat of the moment David was delighted it happened.

David's feelings quickly started to dwindle, as Emma climbed off, and the first thing she felt she had to do was apologise. "Please don't apologise Emma. We're both adults. We both consented to it happening. Either of us could have said no at any given time. I don't regret for a moment that it happened. I loved the fact that you know what you want, need, and went for it. Yes, if I'd have had my way, it would have been more intimate. More lovemaking, than just hard and fast. But that's another story."

David let his words hang in the air, as Emma caressed him. He would have almost paid money to know her thoughts. But when Emma rolled away, no kiss, no goodnight, just the offering of her back, David's thought spiralled down. Had he done the wrong thing? Should he have stopped it from happening? Had he disappointed her? Did he cum too quickly? He felt he failed her, and had a hard time sleeping that night.

David woke early the next morning, and unable to go back to sleep, he got up, threw on a loose fitting t-shirt, and a pair of shorts, before pulling on his runners. He headed down stairs, his head still racing with questions from the events of last night. He went for a run around St. James Park, and returned to the room about an hour or so later. As he walked back into the room, the curtains were open indicating Emma was awake. David heard the shower running, so he knocked on the bathroom door, and said "Morning Aunty Emma" and sat on the armchair that Emma had tried to get comfortable in last night, before his fantasy had become reality.
 
Emma knew that she was meeting Eric for lunch so wanted to plan ahead and dress for that occasion. They had been having internet sex on the computer but that had dried up with her holiday and she expected that he had moved his interest on. However she was keen to know what he was in real life and on reflection would he even turn up? They were due to meet in the Embankment Gardens for a simple café lunch and stroll. She chose a simple loose fitting summer dress, not wishing to over encourage Eric or indeed alarm David.

As Emma came out of the shower with towel in hand drying herself off she moved over to David and greeted him with a full kiss on the lips.

‘’Morning love” she said “Did you have a nice run”

As Emma spoke she continued to dry herself her naked body in front of him. She acted naturally aware of the fact that her breasts were swinging and shaking and that her hairy triangle was full visible.

She smiled his way saying

“Looks a nice day is there anything special you would like to do? I am seeing this guy Eric at lunchtime for a bite of lunch. He works not far from here. Other than that I can be yours all day.”

Emma picked up her white undies and first the bra, doing up the clasp at the front, then moving it around and lifting in her bosoms to the cups to fit before looking in the mirror and then stepping into her panties.

Emma was fully aware of David sitting there casually but looking at her

“Enjoying the show, come on you? There’s breakfast to be hand downstairs’’ she says in front of him, in her bra and panties, bending forward to tidy a few things up and knowingly showing a huge amount of cleavage.

“Yes I’ve got a big body haven’t I David and I've brought baby oil with me, if you're interested?”
 
A pang of jealousy coursed through David as he thought of Emma going to spend time with this guy, who was probably only after one thing anyhow, but when Emma said she “can be yours all day.” David’s mind started to race.

He sat the watching Emma naked beauty, as she dressed herself, he was remembering the soft weight of her breasts, the warmth of her juices, the way her pussy contoured around his hardness, like they were a perfect fit.

With the mention of breakfast, David stood up, hoping the semi-erect state of his cock wasn’t as visible in his running shorts, and said somewhat hastily “I need a quick shower before we eat. If you want I’ll meet you downstairs in the dining room, rather than you waiting for me.”

David stepped into the bathroom, stripped off, and let the cool water run over him, before washing the sweat away. He dried himself, and assuming Emma had gone downstairs, walked out of the bathroom naked. When he turned the corner into the main area, Emma was sitting on the bed, with her phone in hand. David said nothing, and casually got ready for breakfast, taking his time, knowing that Emma was enjoying the show as much as he had.

David had made a mental note in relation to the baby oil, even though he didn’t acknowledge it, but that gave him ideas. Ideas that he needed to work on, but either way that baby oil would certainly come in handy.

Once he was dressed, he turned to Emma and said, “Well come on the . There’s breakfast to be had downstairs.” half laughing and offering her his hand.
 
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There was no way that Emma was going down for breakfast without David. As far as she was concerned they are coupled. It was only a few hours ago that dear David’s cock was deep in her pussy spewing his love juice. Now there was a pic of his body and endowment on her phone. Something for her to treasure.

As they held hands on the way down to breakfast and met others to say the customary ‘good morning’ Emma found herself wondering what they had looked like in their rooms without clothing and indeed whether they had been physical with each other the previous evening. She was proud to be with David and looking forward to what their holiday would bring.

They found a nice table in the restaurant and the tables filled up quickly as the residents looked to set themselves up for their day. Emma got talking to David and then found his attention wandering, his eyes were elsewhere. They seemed fixed on this lady who was coming their way.

“May I sit here?” she asked out of politeness but already pulling out a chair. “It is so busy here and I want to get on with my day and you two seem such an attractive couple.”

These were words Emma loved to hear and she soon struck up conversation with this rather extrovert lady who had confidence and breeding. The only daughter of a High Court judge she was now married to a businessman many years her senior who was involved in selling off part of that business. There was the family farm in the country and they had planned to come to London to see some shows, meet up with friends and acquaintances and generally have a good time. Harriet was her name and the problem was that Ralph had had to go back home for a few days to deal with an emergency and problems with the deal.

“We both agreed I could stay on and enjoy the break as best as I can” said Harriet with a smile

Emma could see that she was about her age, but rather slim and certainly fit but with a nice little bust on her frame. Attractive for sure and without the flesh and curves of her own body. “Yes I run, well I jog to be honest” said Harriet.

When Harriet heard that David was at a loose end at lunchtime she gave no option “well you must lunch with me. We’ll take in Covent Garden. The lobby here at 12.30 OK for you? I must go now though, got to do the shopping bit this morning.”

Emma couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous and now wondered whether meeting this Eric guy was really a good idea. Anyway the die was cast. “Of course I don’t mind you meeting her for lunch David” Emma said with some lack of conviction. She continued “I hope you can get a word in edgeways as she is a bit full of herself isn’t she?”

Emma was thoughtful as she left the breakfast room, walking behind David as they headed back to their room.
 
David had noticed Harriet the moment she walked into the restaurant. He didn't know why, whether it was the way she walked, or the way she projected herself, but she oozed confidence, and was certainly very chatty. As she walked up to the table and said “May I sit here?” as she pulled out the chair, there was of course no polite option but to let her join us.

It didn't take long for Emma and Harriet to start talking like they'd known each other for years, and neither David nor Emma corrected Harriet when she'd commented about them being a couple. In fact it sort of made David chuckle quietly.

David agreed to the meeting at 12:30, with the reply of "What sort of gentleman would I be to deny this request from a beautiful lady? The pleasure would be mine to join you."

David noticed that the smile on Emma's face faltered as he said this, and the undertone of jealousy when she said “Of course I don’t mind you meeting her for lunch David. I hope you can get a word in edgeways as she is a bit full of herself isn’t she?” was obvious only to those who had known Emma for a lengthy period of time.

When Harriet had excused herself, and was out of earshot, David turned to Emma and said "She seems like a nice lady, but I noticed you didn't correct her when she thought we were a couple." Half laughing he continued "But then again, neither did I."

David drained the last of his second coffee, and said "On a serious note though Emma, I think we need to talk about us, are we in a relationship, are we just going to be fuck partners, or was last night a one off. I'm only asking because last night I felt you were disappointed by how quickly things climaxed, have we done the wrong thing? I love you Emma, and all I want is to keep you happy, treat you like the queen you are. And while I'm asking questions, does me going to lunch with Harriet bother you?"
 
‘’Well I want to be coupled with you David, I want you to be my man. That is why I did not mention we were nephew and auntie” responded Emma. She continued

“I don’t want last night to be a one off David. I want us to have a loving understanding physical relationship. I intend to be sleeping here with you each night and to be enjoying being with you and your body”

Emma then held David’s hand. “That said I appreciate that you are an attractive young man with needs and accept that you may have opportunities other than me and if you are comfortable with them, you should follow them up”

“Last night I was very tired and I felt that I used you. I needed you. I am though so very pleased that I was able to have you and want you again and again”

“Now is that clear David?”

“As to Harriet David, I feel I know her type, you might feel you need to be careful and cautious. I have no problem with you seeing her, after all I am seeing Eric. We can compare notes afterwards can’t we as a loving couple?” said Emma with a smile.

Emma walked jauntily behind David on the way back to their bedroom. She was happy with her man, with her lunch date and pleased that David had company for lunch. Her breasts bounced and her hair shone. How long was it since David had kissed her, properly kissed her? Perhaps the breakfast has energised him or is he in fact saving himself for Harriet at lunchtime? She knew she had to face reality. Harriet is fit and attractive, she runs as does David.

Emma rubbed herself up against David as they approached their room, she looked to hold his hand. She whispered in his ear “I could fancy a lie down, what about you?”
 
David sat there and started to smile inwardly as Emma started to say, ‘’Well I want to be coupled with you David, I want you to be my man. That is why I did not mention we were nephew and auntie.” Before David could even say anything to this, Emma continued, “I don’t want last night to be a one off David. I want us to have a loving understanding physical relationship. I intend to be sleeping here with you each night and to be enjoying being with you and your body.” David didn't flinch, or jump when Emma then held his hand, it felt good, and natural. “That said I appreciate that you are an attractive young man with needs and accept that you may have opportunities other than me and if you are comfortable with them, you should follow them up. Last night I was very tired and I felt that I used you. I needed you. I am though so very pleased that I was able to have you and want you again and again. Now is that clear David?”

By the time that Emma had finished answering David's questions, he was smiling quite openly and broadly, "Yes that is clear Emma. I want to be your man, I want to be coupled with you too. I also have no intention of allowing one night to be a one off, nor will it end when we return home. I know it will be hard, but I will find a way to make us work. I know that our relationship will be unique, and socially unaccepted, but if you are ok with me, as you said, 'following up on opportunities', I guess that mean I need to be ok with you continuing to be the promiscuous vixen I've always suspected you to be. I may not like the fact that other men are using you as a play thing, or a side dish, but I will be ok with it. To me you'll be a queen always."

When Emma said, “As to Harriet David, I feel I know her type, you might feel you need to be careful and cautious. I have no problem with you seeing her, after all I am seeing Eric. We can compare notes afterwards can’t we as a loving couple?” it took David by surprise to hear his aunty refer to them as a loving couple, but that is what they were, albeit out of the realms of normality, to them it was perfection, a natural coupling. David drew a breath and said, "I'll compare notes with you, give you enough details as to what happened, but I won't go into intricate details. As I've said I'm not overly thrilled with the thought of my queen being a play thing for others, so I won't torture you that way, but you'll know."

When Emma whispered “I could fancy a lie down, what about you?” her voice sounded a little huskier than normal, sexier maybe, but nonetheless, David didn't want to make any assumptions, so he said "I'll happily lie down with you.", and with that, David closed the distance between them, and kiss Emma deeply, right there in the middle of the hall. They opened the door, and noticed that the room hadn't been made up yet, and observed Emma casually hanging out the Do Not Disturb sign.

David stripped down to his boxers, laid on the bed, and said "Come on then." Patting the bed beside him, after setting an alarm for 12 noon, in case he drifted off to sleep, as much as he doubted sleep was on Emma's agenda, he wanted to have enough time to shower, and get ready for his lunch date with Harriet.
 
As Emma walked to the bedroom door she recalled her words downstairs. "David I have not been a promiscuous vixen for a good long while. I might like to be at times, but I haven't been and have just got into a rut back home. I was in fact actually referring to you and that I am going to be understanding of your needs and experiences elsewhere. I feel we have to have that sort of arrangement. I don't want to restrict you. You are fit and handsome and need to fully experience whilst you can." She hoped that clarified their relationship.

Emma looked down at David on the bed and saw an invitation that she could not refuse. His athletic body there, ready for her. She would keep him waiting though whilst she unzipped and stepped out of her dress and kicked off her sandals. Her body was now naked apart from a couple of small pieces of lingerie which did little to hide the extent of her voluptuousness.

Emma rather threw herself onto the bed, at first next to him, but then resting on his torso, her mouth on his nipples as she playfully sucked and teased them. After a short while she reached behind and undid the clasp, her breasts were now free and her eyes meeting those of David as she reached down and felt his excitement.
 
David mined as he felt Emma’s lips, tongue and teeth on his nipples. He ran his hands through her hair encouraging Emma to be that little bit rougher. When Emma sat up and I did the clasp of her bra, and set her breast free, David just admired her, her beauty was radiating, and filling the room. When Emma locked eyes with David, he didn’t need an invite, he leant forward. And kisses Emma deeply.

David used each hand to cup a breast, kneading them firmly, yet lovingly, trying to ignore the erect nipple pushing into his palm, as his kiss deepened, and became more urgent. It was then he began rolling Emma’s nipple between his thumb and finger.

David was hard as a rock, and had started grinding against Emma through the layers of flimsy fabric that separated his hardness, and her warm wetness.

Breaking the kiss David moved his mouth to Emma’s neck, and nibble the fleshy part of her neck, as one hand slid down over her belly, pushed the dampening crotch of her panties to the side, and lightly traced the folds of her warmth.
 
Emma loved David’s approach, the way he was treating her body with respect and tenderness. It was as if he was making love to her. As time went on she realised he was and she felt his huge erection pushing against her body. She knew he would want to enter her, she wanted him to enter her. Her body lay there for him to pleasure and to take pleasure from.

She wanted to help him and to become fully part of this. Her hands went to her panties and she lifted her bum, to lower them and throw them onto the floor. She grasped him and kissed him with urgency, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, caressing him firmly, urgently, panting, her body was on heat. She felt his muscles and the strength of his body as he came onto her.

She rubbed her pussy for him as they made out, opening her thighs, showing him, her lips now so wet and inviting. Her insides were on fire, wanting company, wanting his cock, wanting his sperm.

‘‘David, oh David, my love, I want you so much’’ were her words as she prepared herself and she saw what he had for her. It was rigid, full of his desire, pointing to the sky with balls full of his loving sperm.

“Inside me, please” she pleaded as she lay back, her naked body surrendered to her young nephew to fuck.
 
Hearing Emma ask him to put his hard cock inside her made David realise just how ready Emma was. He had felt her warmth and wetness with his fingers, but hearing her say "I want you so much,’’ and plead with him “Inside me, please” made him realise how much she really wanted him.

David swiftly removed his boxers, and once there was nothing stopping him entering his Aunty, he climbed on top, and ran his engorged head between her pussy lips, coating in her sweet nectar, as he looked lovingly in to Emma's eyes. With a slight forward movement of his hips, David felt the head of his hardness enter his Aunty. The moment David realised he was inside her, he felt his love manifest to new levels.

He slowly pushed his erection all the way in to Emma, savouring every moment, and when he could go no further, he leant down and kissed her lovingly, deeply and meaningfully, as he started to make love to her. David had always envisioned making love to Emma, he'd never thought about fucking her, and despite the absence of so many of the things he still longed to do to, and with Emma, this was making love. It was passionate, intimate, and full of love.

David gradually increased the pace, and ferocity of his thrusts. David wanted to give Emma more. David manoeuvred his arms so that Emma's legs were resting on his shoulders, with his hands on her hips. Looking deep into Emma's eyes, he knew that it wouldn't be long till he climaxed, but when the words "I love you Emma." fell out of David's mouth, he wanted to apologise immediately, but he wasn't able to apologise, because he felt his balls contracting, and a moment later with a final thrust and an almighty grunt, David's cock started to twitch, and he felt his cock pulsing as his cock discharged its load deep into his Aunty.
 
Emma was there, positioned for him, her vagina open and needy. Her eyes blinked and closed a little as he entered and she gasped as he pushed all the way in. This was what she wanted, her eyes looked up at him longingly and her legs curled round him as best they could. Then she held them, held her thighs up for him as he fucked. It was not though a fuck to Emma, it was love, her nephew making love to her for the very first time.

She was there with him, together as he took the thighs off of her and put her legs over his shoulders. Emma whispered words of encouragement as the young man repeatedly thrust his penis along the length of her love tunnel. She felt her body respond and her hips move with his as they made love together as one. She heard his wonderful words and then all too soon his she felt his orgasmic thrusts and his sperm, that first jetted and then oozed from his balls into the depths of her vagina.

Emma held tightly as she felt his body rather collapse on top of her after the finish of his thrusting. She responded

“and I love you too” before she opened her mouth and gave him her lips and tongue over and over as they shared intimacy.

As Emma looked up at David, she knew that they both had lunch dates although perhaps not at the best of times. She whispered into his ear

“I’ll be seeing you this evening and everything will be fine” before kissing him on the lips.

As Emma dealt with her shower she walked around naked, fully relaxed in David’s presence. She much appreciated the feel of his sperm running out from her vagina. She had been flooded with his love.
 
David withdrew his softening cock from Emma's depths, and immediately saw his deposits starting to ooze out from between the shiny pink lips, and rolled on his back, laying there while Emma showered. While Emma showered, he checked the time on his phone and saw that there was plenty of time, before his lunch date with Harriet. He remembered how Emma had taken a pic after their first time. Knowing where she was going, and that she would undoubtedly check her phone sometime between now and then, hopefully once they had parted ways, he snapped a pic of his now soft cock, despite the evidence of their activities being obvious, it was the perfect pic to send as reminder of what had happened. The last ooze of cum trailing out of the eye of his cock, and her juices shiny on his cock, would be enough to indicate to anyone what had not long transpired. Not long after he pressed send, he heard her phone buzz, and assumed that his pic had been delivered.

He lay on the bed as he heard the water running, and heard her last couple of sentences before she disappeared into the shower again. Hearing these sentences, concreted his idea for this evening, as he was running through his ideas, and plan for this evening he heard Emma step out of the shower. David didn't move or adjust his position as Emma walked around the naked, now getting things ready for her lunch date,

"I'm going for a shower now." David said as he stood up while Emma was bent over and going through her drawers. David couldn't resist, As he passed her, he made sure his cock ran right over her ass, as he headed for the bathroom.

In the shower, David finalised his part of the plan, and needed to make sure that Emma didn't disrupt his preparations. David washed his cock, ensuring to get rid of all traces of Emma, before washing the rest of him. David dried himself, and walked back into the room naked as the day he was born.

He started pottering around, and said "I know we both have lunch dates, but have you thought anything about dinner tonight?" David asked as he glanced over at Emma.
 
"I haven't thought that much ahead, I guess it rather depends on what we eat for lunch"

As soon as Emma spoke she realised that it was a bit of a faux pas but continued nevertheless, after all they were adults. She made up and thought she looked nicely conservative and good in a white loose fitting summer dress down to her knees with white undies, sandals and bare legs. They certainly had luck with the English weather.

"Well I'm off then, I am down to the Embankment Gardens by Charing Cross tube" she told David, rather expecting that the meeting would be less exciting than his, the memory of Harriet not out of her mind.

Eric was already there when Emma arrived at the entrance, in a suit, smiling and easily in his 50s. ''Yes I am 54 he confessed, I use a picture of when I was a little younger on the internet. I think it helps" he said with a little laugh. He was clearly rather nervous but warmed up as the conversation got going. They sat very informally at the outdoor cafe where he ordered lunch for them both. Whilst he was queueing Emma looked at her phone and saw the pic of David's flaccid penis. "He does not need to remind me" she thought "It is not as if anything is happening or likely to happen here." She smiled though thinking of his youthfulness. Nice, very nice, all the same. “Thank you David, it was wonderful” she texts in response.

When Eric returned to the table he explained how he was married with a son and daughter who had both left home and it was just him and his wife there now. They did not talk much about his wife but Eric made it clear that sex was not what it was but he did go on to say that he had not had sex with anybody else outside marriage. It rather boosted Emma hearing this and then when he continued "mind you I have not meant anybody like you before" she did take it very much as a compliment. She found his hand on her thigh and that they were holding hands as they talked about personal things and how she had suffered and was only now looking to move forward. They both agreed that their internet chats had been a good thing and helped meet a need. Eric came over as being caring and considerate and when he suggested that they meet for dinner one evening later in the holiday it seemed polite to accept. Of course Emma did not realise that Eric also had in mind booking a hotel room for an overnight stay and informing his wife that he had missed the last train and would be staying with a work colleague. Such explanation would not come as a surprise to her.

As they walked back towards the entrance Emma found that Eric's hand was wandering, when it was not grasping hers and then when they stood opposite each other to say 'bye' their lips met and tongues slipped into each other’s mouths for a good few seconds. It was nice, she liked it, kissing this gentleman. He was older than her for sure but with that, came a certain maturity and confidence which she was not used to and perhaps is what she needed, at least for now. Maybe there was a chance for some holiday romance, well in addition to dear young David who was so much younger and yet so keen.

On arrival back in the hotel room Emma lounged back on the bed. “No David but what did I expect?” she mused. Nothing on her phone either apart from a thank you message from Eric. She hung up her dress on the hanger and lay on the bed in her bra, panties and slip feeling that she deserved a doze and she dreamt.
 
David decided to wear a pair of black chinos, and a bright blue polo shirt. He wasn't dressed to impress, but looked nice enough for friends meeting for lunch, and taking in Covent Garden with Harriet. David headed down the lobby about 12:20, and found a cosy arm chair to wait in, and not long after he sat down, Harriet approached him, and said "I hope you weren't waiting too long." David immediately got to his feet, and stood up to greet Harriet, and before he knew what was going on Harriet had stolen a quick peck on his cheek, and said "Ooops I left a lipstick mark on your cheek. I hope Emma won't mind." giggling like a school girl.

It was after this that David had a moment to take a step back and admire Harriet. She had changed from the clothes she was wearing this morning, and was now wearing a dress that stopped just above her knee, with a plunging neckline, revealing a hint of a black bra. It looked very elegant. "Shall we?" David asked, offering Harriet the crook of his arm, and as they headed for the exit, David noticed that there were a few heads that turned and and appreciated Harriet as her heels echoed throughout the lobby.

"So David, I took the liberty of arranging a picnic in St James's Park by the lake for us. I hope you don't mind, and it's only about a 20 minute stroll back to Covent Gardens." Harriet said as they stepped in the sun.

The time spent walking to St James's Park together was filled with laughs, and basic small talk. Harriet mentioned Ralph a few times in conversation, but each time she mentioned him, she had the look of someone that had bit a lemon, almost as if saying his name left a bad taste in her mouth, and painted the impression that things there were not as rosy as they may appear.

David and Harriet had found a secluded little clearing in St James's Park where it was borderline romantic and intimate. There was the occasional touch, and flirt, but David couldn't help but feel as if he was betraying Emma, despite her saying she was ok with the whole situation, it was as that moment Emma had messaged him saying “Thank you David, it was wonderful”, which reminded him how much his feelings for Emma had grown over the last few days, and made him wonder how her date was going. But nonetheless, it was almost like they were in an open relationship. Because Emma was out with Eric, and here was David out with Harriet, both with full knowledge of what the other was doing, or may do.

As they walked to Covent Garden, Harriet held David's and hand and shared that she was of the belief that her husband was taking her for granted, paid her no mind, and was having intimate relations with his young 25 year old assistant, and because of this, she found no reason why she should honour her vows as a wife, if he can't be man enough to honour his.

As we walked around Covent Garden, David noticed that Harriet had found more and more excuses to ran her hand over his chest, or touch him in some other way, and when she saw an ear attached to a building she became so excited she was hugged David, and began jumping up and down as if David had just proposed or something. When Harriet calmed herself, and regained her composure, she explained that apparently that was the last ear she needed to find of the hidden ears of Covent Garden.

They continued to walk around Covnet Garden, with Harriet taking on the role of tour guide quite effortlessly, as they walked through the garden markets, and walked past Somerset House, Harriet took delight in explaining the history of these places to David. They found a coffee shop where they took a break to enjoy a cup of tea, and a light snack. David checked his watch, and realised that they had walked most of the afternoon away, and suggested that he needed to return to the hotel.

Harriet playfully squeezed David's ass as she said jokingly, "David, are you hitting on me? What would Emma say?"

David drew a breath, and said "Emma would say nothing. our relationship is unique. We are aunty and nephew."

David felt something change, whether it was Harriet thinking about the naughtiness of the relationship, or whether she was taken aback, he wasn't sure, but when she leant into his ear and said, "I think I need to change my panties. That is so hot." all was clear.

On the way back to the hotel, Harriet seemed to want a more physical connection, despite holding his hand, she found reasons to rub her breasts against him, and at one point when she was rubbing her breasts against his arm, David thought he felt her grinding her pussy against the back of his palm, ever so subtly. She also mentioned how her husband hadn't been satisfying her needs, and had reason to believe that may have something to do with the amount of extra time he has been spending "in the office", in the company of his young executive assistant.

When the time came for David and Harriet to part company in the hotel lobby, David politely went to hug Harriet, but Harriet kissed him full on the mouth, with her tongue dancing around his. David was shocked by this, and before he could process what had happened, Harriet had moved into a hug, and whispered in his ear, "You can have more if you want it. I'm in room 603.", and with that she whipped around and headed for the lift.

David returned to his room, and when he entered, he saw Emma's feet on the bed, "Hi honey, I'm home. How was your lunch?" David said brightly.
 
Harriet had looked forward to this meeting with the young hunk. It was his body that she wanted and he had just fallen into her lap, delivered by the delightful Emma. Her curves were attractive as was her mouth but she would have to wait given her date but it did not stop Harriet from wondering exactly what Emma was up to and who the mystery guy was. It was too long since a young body with handsome erect penis had put itself between her thighs and given her those moments and those unforgettable feelings, when she could take no more but wanted more. When her body ground to a halt, before bucking like a bronco, grasping an invading penis and milking it for all the cum that the attached balls would provide. Yes she wanted David, she needed David, and she was going to have David. It was all planned, the picnic and then the trip to her club, a club for swingers, where they could enjoy each other. She could be fucked by David and watched by others, maybe fucked by others, if she still had an appetite after she had finished with him.

Reality was different in that she found David to be charming company. It was not just his body but his personality that attracted, it was being with him. He was like a drug to her, she wanted more and more. This was how relationships ought to be. The charm, the carefree happiness, the understanding and consideration. She did not want to use him and his body. She wanted him for sure but it would need to be his decision, he would need to choose this next step if he wanted.

David was naughty, with his aunt at that. Harriet could tell from the body language that there was something there, perhaps a lot there. It told her that David broke boundaries, it made David increasingly attractive, and it made David a person she did not want to miss out on. She would throw everything into their relationship.

David was cool, she would give him that. He showed that he enjoyed her advances but made no open attempt to encourage them. He did not repel them though and as she gave him more and more, he seemingly enjoyed more and more. She offered herself in her room which she followed up by sending some saucy pics of her posing, they were pics to gain a man's interest and to excite him. With the mail was a clip of her masturbating, her hand in her briefs, rubbing whilst she groaned and shuddered for the microphone. She undressed to her lingerie and waited in her gown, taking a bottle of wine from the mini bar to remove inhibition and encourage her body further towards him, assuming he would visit.

……………………………………….

Emma had soon woken from her doze and she wondered after David. She was not worried but she was curious and then she became a little impatient. She still felt tired after all that had been going on and knew this was a good time to be catching up on rest. She did not feel she wanted to be disturbed by all the news from David, he had been away a while, and would likely have loads to tell, stuff that she would not want to hear right now, later perhaps but not now. She left him a little note.

“Hi David, just catching up on some lost sleep, please do not disturb me. My alarm is set for 6.30pm”

Emma was very sensitive about her sleep. She needed plenty and did not like it to be interrupted. It was just something about her and she hoped David would understand.

As David returned and entered the room, Emma heard nothing. She breathed deeply and every now and again gave out a little snore.
 
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