A Pervert's Dream Land.
Chapter 15 — Aunt Suna’s Ass. [R-18] (2)
The realization of these possibilities sent a thrill of dominance through Kael, fueling his resolve to act. He decided to put his plans into motion immediately, starting with his aunt.
He parted her firm, rounded buttocks, revealing a pristine, hairless entrance. Having gained experience earlier that day, he was once again struck by the utter cleanliness of her anatomy.
*It must be because their diet consists entirely of fruits and milk,* he reasoned, finding a logical explanation for the hygiene he observed.
He brought his fingers to his mouth to moisten them with saliva, then turned his attention back to her, slowly guiding his finger toward the inviting, tight cavity.
Sensing the intrusion, Suna attempted to glance back to see what Kael was doing. "Kael, why are you poking your finger in my bum?" she asked, sounding more surprised than upset.
Kael needed a justification that would normalize his actions, hoping she would view it as nothing more than a casual, routine gesture. "I love how warm you are on the inside, Aunt. Please, just let my fingers rest in there for a while."
Suna, already feeling overwhelmed by the affection and sweetness she had received throughout the day, seemed perfectly content to indulge him.
"Okay, you can continue, Kael. It’s not like I need to go anywhere." With that, she returned her focus to churning the milk, seemingly unbothered by the finger currently probing her body.
*This was too easy,* Kael thought, suppressing a giggle. He continued to move his finger slowly, reveling in the heat and the snug, rhythmic tightness of her anus.
He felt as though this was the best day of his life, but a darker, more daring thought soon took hold. *Would she mind if I replaced my finger with my penis?*
Amber certainly hadn’t minded earlier, and because all his previous attempts at pushing these boundaries had gone largely unchecked, he felt the risk was worth taking.
The potential for pleasure far outweighed any fear of repercussions, and he found himself ready to escalate the encounter further.
With his resolve hardened and the thrill of absolute dominance coursing through his veins, Kael made his move.
He stood up, discarding the pretense of casual intimacy, and swiftly pulled his trousers down.
His manhood sprang free, stiff and pulsing, pointing with unerring accuracy toward the soft, inviting curve of Suna’s lower body. The atmosphere in the kitchen had shifted from a domestic chore to a charged, heavy-handed display of intent.
"Aunt, would you mind bending down a little over the rack and pushing your hips out?" Kael asked, his voice steady, carrying a tone of command that left little room for hesitation.
"I need better access to you."
Suna did not offer a verbal reply; she simply adjusted her stance, leaning her weight against the sturdy kitchen rack.
She complied with a fluid, natural grace, tilting her pelvis and thrusting her hips outward to accommodate him.
The sight of her, bare and willing, ignited a wildfire of desire in Kael’s mind. He knew he had to be calculated.
He was keenly aware that if he caused her pain, she might retract this newfound openness in the future, jeopardizing his plans for further exploration.
He spat into his cupped hands, the sound sharp in the quiet kitchen, and began to diligently slather his length in saliva.
He repeated the motion until his skin was glistening, slick, and primed for the task. With a deliberate, steady hand, he pressed the head of his manhood against the soft, puckered entrance of her anus.
He applied a measured, gentle push. The tension was instantaneous; the head of his brother slid past the threshold, and he felt the immediate, powerful grasp of her sphincter muscles tightening around him.
"Ahh... mhhh," Suna let out, a sharp, ragged sound that echoed off the kitchen walls.
The sensation was overwhelming.
Unlike the slender intrusion of a finger, this was a massive, filling invasion that left no room for doubt. Suna froze, her eyes widening as she tilted her head back to look over her shoulder.
She was utterly flabbergasted, the reality of the situation crashing into her consciousness.
She was met with the sight of Kael standing behind her, his clothes discarded, wearing a slow, expectant smile that made her pulse race with a mixture of shock and intense, primal arousal.
She felt him held there, anchored deep within her, the friction of their bodies creating a heat that seemed to consume the very air of the room.
Suna’s laughter filled the kitchen, a light, airy sound that didn’t match the heavy, intimate tension of the moment. She looked over her shoulder at Kael, her blue eyes shimmering with amusement.
"Kael, my little boy, are you trying to have sex with your aunt? If so, then first, that’s the wrong hole you’ve put your cock in, and second, shouldn’t you pay me first if you are planning to use me for sex?"
Though men mostly preferred Younger Women to trade with and at her age now she had no trade for some time now.
She laughed again, seemingly charmed by the perceived naivety of her nephew. In her mind, she decided it was perhaps time he received a proper education in how to be with a woman.
Kael was momentarily stunned by her words. The realization hit him like a physical blow: sex here really was a transactional affair.
Even though she was laughing, he felt a chilling certainty that she was being entirely serious.
A world of infinite possibilities opened up before him; if he could just amass enough wealth, he could indulge in any beauty the town had to offer.
His mind darted to the image of his own mother, Amber. A dark, predatory curiosity took root—could he truly possess her if he managed to trade enough fruit for her intimacy?
The thought alone caused his blood to surge, his erection swelling with renewed, painful intensity.
He forced a soft, disarming smile to his face, meeting her gaze with an expression of manufactured innocence.
"No, Aunt, I am not planning to have sex with you," he lied smoothly, his voice steady.
"I just wanted to feel your warmth with my penis, too. I felt that if my fingers could get to know you from the inside, my little brother down there deserved to get some love from your anus as well."
He held her gaze, waiting to see if his explanation would hold, his heart hammering against his ribs as he stood perfectly still, anchored deep within her.
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