I also felt something else – a fresh sense of wetness between my legs.
“Looks like you’re getting pretty aroused yourself?” Delia said, looking at my crotch.
“Is it that obvious?” I said, closing my legs.
“Oh, don’t do that,” Delia said, putting her hands on my thighs and gently pulling them apart. “Seeing you wet like that is so hot. I think it means you want to touch my nipples and make me feel incredible!”
“It does?” I started. “I mean, um, yeah, I do.”
I reached out and touched her nipples with my fingers. They were warm and soft to the touch but hard underneath.
“Ooh, that’s good,” Delia said. “Now feel my breasts. They love to be touched and squeezed. Mm, so good – now pinch my nipples – like that, oh! Oh, yes, Connie. Oh, I’m so turned on by your touch!”
Delia closed her eyes. Her hand went between her legs, under the hem of her panties, and onto her lips, which were clearly outlined in the white satin fabric. I was arousing my own aunt! Her pelvis started to rock back and forth.
I decided to let go of another inhibition. I leaned over and took a nipple into my mouth. I had never done anything like that before. Her nipple felt so soft and pliable in my mouth.
“Oh, shit!” Delia cried out.
I backed off. “Sorry!”
“Oh, no,” Delia said, grabbing my head and pulling me back to her chest. “That felt so good. I want more!”
I put my mouth back on her nipple, licking, sucking, flicking my tongue over it. Delia’s pelvis started moving faster, and I noticed her fingers were rubbing her clit.
I moved to the other nipple and took the wet one I had just left in my fingers. As I suckled and licked, I pinched and stretched out her other nipple.
“Oh, mm, oh, ah,” Delia moaned.
With my free hand I reached down and started rubbing myself over my panties. I started feeling this buzzy feeling in my head as my fingers brought pleasure to my pussy.
“Connie, Connie,” Delia said, breathless, as she pulled her hand from her crotch. “You’re making me so close. I want to cum, but I want you to do it. Will you give me an orgasm?”
“Oh, Delia – should I?”
“Please, Connie,” Delia pleaded.
She grabbed my hand and placed it under the hem of her panties.
“Please make me cum on your fingers!” she said.
I looked again at the desire in her eyes. Her breathing was hard, and her pelvis continued to move back and forth. I felt wetness on my fingers as they slid across her bald mound. As they slipped into her slit, Delia gasped.
She was much wetter in there. I tried not to think about what I was doing and just focused on Delia. She leaned back on the couch and closed her eyes. Her hands went to her breasts where she tweaked her own nipples.
“Oh, mm, oh… ah!” she moaned, her pitch rising.
I felt a hard nodule under my index finger – her clit. I’d touched mine before, so I knew what it felt like – but never another woman’s. As I lightly flicked my finger across the surface, Delia began bucking – and crying out softly.
“Oh, I’m… oh… I’m cumming – OH, AH, AH, AHHHHH!” she cried out.
Suddenly her pelvis rocked upwards, and she uttered this deep guttural cry of “AH!”
I felt juice run down my fingers and hand as she came. It turned me on so much I nearly came myself.
She bucked and rocked and whimpered, holding my hand to her crotch as she jerked. I kept caressing her clit and her lips as she calmed.
“Oh, Connie!” she said, opening her eyes.
She came in and we kissed. There was an urgency in her kiss and her tongue drove deep into my mouth. I removed my hand from her panties. She broke off and licked my fingers – fingers dripping with her own juice!
“You made me cum so hard, Connie!” Delia said, kissing my fingers. “Do you want me to do the same for you?”
I was at a crossroads. To touch her was one thing – but to let her touch me? As I pondered my response in those few seconds, she leaned over and kissed my hard nipple over my t-shirt, making a large wet circle.
It felt amazing – too amazing.
“What do you think, Connie?” Delia asked, sitting back up. “Can your aunt bring your body pleasure like you’ve never felt?”
I responded by leaning in and kissing her, sending my tongue into her mouth and letting our tongues side and swirl around each other.
“Yes, Delia. I want to make love to you.”
Delia smiled.
“Then let’s go to my bed, okay?”
We both stood and held hands as we walked across the room. At the foot of the bed, Delia turned to me, and we kissed again, her hands roaming up and down my body.
“Mm,” I moaned as she reached for the hem of my panties and pulled them down.
She crouched to pull them off, then lifted my t-shirt and kissed my mound.
“Oh!” I gasped.
She licked up my slit, which sent chills of pleasure running through me.
She stood and I let her pull off my t-shirt. We were both completely naked.
Delia looked down at my breasts, my nipples sticking straight out from my body – erect, sensitive – waiting.
“Oh, Connie!” Delia said, hefting my medium-sized breasts in her hands. “You are gorgeous!”
She leaned over and took a nipple in her mouth. An unbelievable wave of pleasure washed over me as her warm wet tongue and lips sucked in.
“Oh!” I gasped, my chest rising in response.
She sucked and licked my nipples – sending so many good feelings through me.
“Come up here,” she said, pulling me onto the bed.
I was about to do two things I’d never done – be with a woman and be with my own aunt. I was thrilled and nervous at the same time.
Delia pushed me down on my back and came up next to me. We kissed and made out as her hands played with my nipples. Her hand roamed down to my crotch.