Wintergor. Part 4
I had to make a choice between being a real man or a pussy-licker, but there was a nuance: if I chose to become a man, I had to stand in front of Aunt Marina right now and lick her pussy, or become a pussy-licker and refuse to lick her pussy.
My head was spinning from the difficult choice, from the fact that the situation had changed instantly, and it wasn't the first time today. First, Irka rubbed me on the lips and nose, then Aunt Marina stood up for me and even gave herself to me, and I became a real man because I did have a woman, and it was all thanks to Aunt Marina, who was now sprawled out with her legs spread, waiting for me to press my lips to her very hairy pussy.
Her pussy was almost invisible because of her hair, but the hair was wet right in the middle, curly, and even extended a bit to the inner part of her thighs. I still couldn't bring myself to become a "real man" and start licking her; I was afraid I would vomit, since I had just recently stuck my dick in there, but I understood that if I refused, I could simply be thrown out of the room, where the predator Ira was waiting for me.— Well, what's the matter, bunny? – Aunt Marina had already sat down — come here – she stretched out her hand to me – don't be afraid! Everything will be fine! The main thing now is to make Auntie feel good – she had already reached her hand to mine and pulled me slightly towards her and downwards.
Downwards, to where, now that she had sat down, her pussy had spread open, revealing to my gaze her rather large and red hole. It was wet, and the lips were of different sizes and, just like Ira's, hung down like rags. On one lip hung a drop very similar to viscous honey, held by a thin thread of lubrication that slowly stretched downwards and, reaching the sheet, remained as if connecting the pussy and the sofa. Then I saw another portion of "honey" start to flow out of the pussy, which also began to seep towards the sheet but now along the bottom of the pussy, hanging in the black pubic hair of Aunt Marina's pussy.
From what I saw, I remembered a movie about dinosaurs, where, upon seeing its prey, it opens its mouth with saliva dripping. That's exactly how I imagined Aunt Marina's pussy at that moment, which was also looking at me, craving to taste its victim. If you think that from what I saw I had a hard-on, you are very mistaken! My dick shriveled up along with my balls and tried to hide somewhere deep inside me. There was a lump in my throat and I felt a bit nauseous, but trying to suppress the nausea, I still knelt down in front of Aunt Marina. Well, I can't say it was entirely of my own free will, since she was still pulling me by the hand and I was giving in.
— Come on, little bunny, I'm all wet already – Aunt Marina said in a velvety voice, stroking my head – be a man! Make Auntie feel good, after all, you felt good with Auntie! Right? – she touched my lips with her thumb and began to rub it and push it into my mouth. I opened my mouth and let her finger in. Our eyes met at that moment – suck on it for me – she began to move it like a dick. I caught myself thinking that there was none of the pussy smell that emanated from Ira's pussy on Aunt Marina. She probably washed it when she was talking to Ira about me, and then probably took off her panties for convenience.
So it turns out she was already preparing to use me like a cunnilinguist back then, and all the other talk about being a man and a pussy-licker was just a trick by a cunning she-devil. But she still even kissed me, knowing my mouth was smeared, and let me fuck her.
— Well, enough hesitation – Aunt Marina, now holding my head with both hands, pulled me towards her dinosaur maw. Pushing my nose into it, she began to move her pussy over my face, planting my nose and thrusting into my forehead, and from my chin to my forehead she began to move my face with her hands, which was now covered with the honey from her pussy.
— Stick out your tongue – she stopped the movement of her pussy and looked at me again – stick it out. Looking into her eyes, I stuck out my tongue, and she immediately ran her sticky pussy over it – that's a good boy – Aunt Marina smiled at me approvingly – now go ahead yourself! Lick everything you come across, and stick it in the hole. I began to lick the walls of her pussy, licking off the mucus that started getting into my mouth, and I imagined myself as a dog drinking from a puddle, scooping up water with its tongue. Her hair also got into my mouth, and I pulled it out with my hand, but when she pressed me harder against her pussy with her hands, I couldn't reach with my hands from below and went from above. Seeing my hand, which as if hugged her leg, she took it and placed it on her breast nipple.
— Massage my breast – she threw her head back, transitioning from a sitting position with her elbows propped to a semi-reclining position. One of her legs was thrown over my back and began to rub slightly against my lower back. I felt her whole body, all her limbs embracing me, and her organism as if sucking my life force out through her pussy. I suddenly felt my dick starting to get hard from such "care" towards me. Or maybe she wasn't lying after all about standing up for me and not letting her completely crazy, lustful, insatiable slut of a daughter hurt me.
— Don't stop, bunny – Aunt Marina began to breathe faster – keep going at the same pace – her fingers began to quickly fiddle with the fold of skin at the very top of her pussy – come on – her other hand began to press me against her pussy and, slightly releasing, push me into it again. Her pussy was shaking, and I was hitting the hole with either my nose or my tongue – keep going! Don't you dare stop! – Aunt Marina almost shouted – I'm about to cum already. My jaw was very tired from constantly holding my tongue out, but I didn't dare stop to rest, I continued to lick and practically dive into her pussy with my whole face. My face was already burning from the chafing of her pubic hair, I had a mouth full of discharge from her pussy and hair, and the sheet under my face and her pussy was also wet, as if someone had spilled something.
Suddenly her thighs tightly squeezed my head, and Aunt Marina, with my head clamped between her legs, turned on her side, pressing her legs not only together but also to her chest. I even rose up a bit and managed to tilt my head to the side, because if I hadn't, she could have simply broken my neck. Then she began to jerk her whole body and let out quite loud cries similar to some kind of growling, but not rough, a female growl. I couldn't breathe at all during this time and simply held my breath, not even trying to break free. After some time, Aunt Marina opened up like a shell, releasing me from her strong embrace. Freeing myself, I sat on the floor in front of the sofa and saw out of the corner of my eye that Ira had been watching us the whole time, standing by the door to the room. She was standing and smiling. When our eyes met, I got very scared and sharply turned away towards Aunt Marina's legs spread before my face and the depraved pussy between them, and I myself pressed against it, kissing the inner part of her thigh. After that, Aunt Marina immediately put her hand on my head and, stroking it, said:
— Thank you, bunny, you're super
— Super! Super – I heard Ira's voice – I'm waiting for you! Come on, hurry up and finish sniveling here! We have great things to do today! – after that, I heard the door slam. I looked at Aunt Marina lying on her back across the sofa, who was also smiling tenderly and continued to look at me. I, however, waited and searched in her eyes for the promised protection. I was gripped by a chilling fear of the unknown that awaited me outside the door of this room. I wanted to crawl into Aunt Marina's pussy in the literal sense of the word.