My Bathroom Sink and My Ex-Wife’s Niece

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My Bathroom Sink and My Ex-Wife’s NieceMy ex-wife’s family knows how to grow their women. Despite our differences and failed marriage, my ex is hot: 5-7, 110, fit body, beautiful, sensual and dirty in bed. She’s one of four sisters, and they’re all cut from the same mold. All of them are varying degrees of boner-inducing hot, and all of them put off a great vibe of sex and fun. And it trickles down to their offspring. All of my ex’s nieces know they’re good looking, know how to carry themselves, and know how to boldly have fun. As for my situation, our house was party central. We had fun, and we had great family get-togethers. Christmas Eve at our house was a big deal; 30 people milling about drinking, eating, enjoying each other’s company. In the summer, we celebrated Fourth of July at our house and big family birthdays. This happened one summer, not-so long ago. So picture this: A big backyard, probably a half-acre on a hot July day. Lots of family and friends hanging out, drinking beers and wine. Everyone super casual in shorts, bikini tops, just lounging. Did I mention drinking? For every beer, a little inhibition left the area with it. My wife and I flirted across the yard. She had a bikini top under a button-up shirt that was unbuttoned. Her nipples—my favorite part of her luscious body—were perky all day and my cock was definitely noticing. Over there was her slightly older sister wearing just a bikini top and super short-shorts. We’d always flirted and if it weren’t for my general fear of losing half of everything I owned, I’d have definitely pursued our mutual flirting further. Her nipples, let’s say, might put my wife’s to shame. And I’d never seen them; it’s just that they’re constantly poking through her shirts. Today was no exception. Beer and tits are a good/bad combination for me—and most guys I’d imagine. Every conversation I was having I was güvenilir bahis super distracted by how horny I was getting. It was roaring hot and humid that day and we were definitely refilling coolers quicker than usual. And of course hanging out by the coolers, probably stealing a few beers for later, were the late-teens and early 20s nieces and nephews. Whatever. What also caught my attention was that my wife’s niece, 20-year-old Candice (not her real name 🙂 was pounding some beers out in the open. Like her mom, her shorts were short. She’d lost a little weight in all the right places and she looked super hot. She was tall and had long legs that were really tanned and toned. Her shorts were black and tight, hugging a round ass that had definitely been explored by a few boyfriends the last couple of years; there’s no way guys were keeping their hands off her. Making my way up, her stomach was also really toned and tanned. Sit-ups or something was paying off. What else was paying off were her firm, round tits. She was busting out of a white bikini top, beads of sweat in her cleavage, rolling down between her tits and hiding out somewhere inside her bikini top. She looked really hot and really warm in this weather. Her full lips were really working that bottle of Bud Light she was sucking down. I could only imagine her hand on my shaft and the head of my cock disappearing behind her 20-year-old lips. At that moment, I kinda snapped out of it because as long as it took me to describe her sexy ass and body was about how long I was staring at her during this party. She smiled, kinda laughed as she looked back at me. I was busted. I was checking her out, and she knew it. I had a fucking hard-on pressing against my shorts, and she knew it. It was hard to miss now that I looked down in embarrassment, the mushroom head outlined against the front of my shorts. I güvenilir bahis siteleri walked over, pretty buzzed. “Cooler empty?” I managed to blurt out. “I don’t know,” she said. And she wasn’t moving off of it as I kneeled down behind her to check, eye level to her round ass cheeks. I picked up the empty cooler and took it inside for a refill. “How’s things look back there?” she said to no one in particular. I had to be smiling. “Pretty fine.”Holy shit, what was I doing. This was the alcohol talking. Out loud.I walked inside with the cooler and started refilling it from a spare couple of cases I had in my back hallway. People were milling in and out, mostly to use the bathroom. As I finished, I heard bare feet headed for the bathroom nearby. I looked back and saw those long legs and black shorts. Oh. My. I stood up and smiled as we made eye contact. She went into the bathroom and I picked up the cooler and started to head back out. As I got closer to the bathroom, the door was left open about 6 inches. Weird. I walked past, and it was then when I heard four fateful words: “Arent’ you coming in?”Candice was leaning back against the sink, sexy as all hell. I walked in, locked the door behind me, put my hands on her hips and we locked in a long, tongue-filled kiss. She was so seductive and the intensity of the moment was overwhelming almost. I’d come this far and I wasn’t stopping. I reached back and groped her ass, pulling her tight against me. Letting go of those lips, I started kissing her neck and she threw her head back. “Saw you checking me out, outside,” she said. I think I managed to respond something about her being so hot. I don’t know, I was too busy working my tongue down her chest, pulling her bikini top back to expose the darkest, thickest nipple ever on a 32 B-cup tit I’d seen. I flicked my tongue at it, ran my teeth along it, and swirled iddaa siteleri around it, all as she moaned just a little. “We don’t have much time,” she said. “Fuck me.”Fuck me indeed. She pulled down her shorts; there were no underwear to be pulled down. She was shaved clean and I could smell perfume and sex rising from between her legs. I unbuttoned my shorts and my thick cock popped out. Her hand surrounded it. She stroked it a few times, but there was no need. I was hard and throbbing. She sat on the vanity, spread her legs. I could see her pussy pop open as she slid forward to guide me inside her. I slid inside a velvet-smooth, really warm, tight 20-year-old pussy, every inch of me going deeper inside my wife’s niece. With probably 30 people outside. She gasped a little as my big head slid between her lips. “Oh wow,” she kept saying over and over. She tugged on her still exposed nipple as I fucked her hard. She watched the whole thing, her eyes pointed toward her pussy as I drew my cock back and lunged back in dozens of times. We kissed a couple of times, and she moaned a few more times. I was getting close and I told her so. I was fixed, so there’s no chance of getting her pregnant. “Cum on me, I want to see you shoot.” I pulled out, my cock was soaked in her pussy, the head engorged, her pussy gaping from just a few minutes with me. We were totally in lust, she grabbed my cock and started stroking it. I shut my eyes and let her. “You finish it,” she said. I took over and slowly stroked from the base of my shaft to the head, touching every inch. “Oh my God this is hot,” she said. I felt her warm hands massage my balls and that did it. I couldn’t stop myself now. I fucked my hand, and the first spurt hit the vanity, but the next four squirted on her tanned, sweaty stomach, and very wet pussy. She moaned with every squirt. I was spent. She smiled at me, scooped up my cum in her fingers and sucked them clean. “You’re wild, I didn’t think you’d go through with it and fuck me,” she said, following that up with a cummy kiss where I could taste myself on her tongue and lips. “Aunty is so lucky.”

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