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Looking After Aunt Lisa Pt 03

Looking After Aunt Lisa Pt 03

by filthysam32
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Chapter 3

The next morning Emily awoke to the sound of wind hurtling itself against the tiny home. Windows rattling and rain pattering against the roof.

After an awkward breakfast with her aunt, the pair retired to the lounge where they watched the television.

"Looks like a blizzard is heading our way..." Aunt Lisa said with worry.

"Have you had many come through here?" Emily asked.

"Oh some from time to time over the many years, they usually cause power outages for me that can last a while." Aunt Lisa replied.

"Oh no" Emily replied.

"It's why I keep a good stock of food in the house, we will be alright even if we get snowed in. I hope our wood is stocked up..." Lisa said.

Emily realized she hadn't done much work outside the home, and so the woodpile was dwindling.

"I'm so sorry aunty; I can go chop some now if there are any logs to find"

"Don't be silly dear, a bit of chill won't hurt us, I have plenty of blankets if we can't get a fire going" Aunt Lisa replied.

"Oh... ok" Emily replied, looking at the weatherman on the television pointing at the huge blizzard making its way to their town.

As the day went on, the wind got stronger, and the rain turned to snow. Emily and her aunt would comment on how white it was getting outside.

That night after dinner, Emily was washing her aunt in the shower as she had previously, she was getting comfortable washing her aunt's naked body.

Tonight, she didn't was too busy focusing on the blizzard to put any thoughts into pleasuring her aunty, or herself, and so just did a regular cleaning of her aunt's pussy and ass.

Later, after saying goodnight to her aunt, Emily was lying in bed, tensely listening to the howling wind outside. She shivered as she pulled the blankets tightly over herself and tried to sleep. Hoping the blizzard would subside by morning.

She awoke with a fright, the loud smashing of the porch screen door against the wall in the wind made her heart race.

She couldn't see and when flicking on her lamp switch, noticed it didn't work at all.

"Oh no..." She said to herself worriedly.

Blindly feeling her way around the room, she tucked on her gown and made her way to the front door, she could feel the icy wind blowing its way through the gaps in the front door, opening it she felt the full force of the blizzard and quickly secured the screen door back onto its latch to prevent it from slamming away again out of control.

"Dear is that you? I hope you aren't planning to leave in this weather!" Her aunt said, half joking.

"Yes, Aunt I am closing the screen door, I think we have lost power!" Emily replied.

"I'm not surprised" Her aunt replied with disappointment. "Let's get some rest as there isn't anything to be done about it, goodnight sweetie".

Emily rushed back to bed, the icy cold floor freezing her feet and she lay in bed, shivering. She wondered if her breath would show condensate if she could see it.

She had a fitful sleep, waking up in the early hours as the sun barely shone through the blizzard which still raged outside.

There wasn't a whole lot to do in the house, without television or radio. Emily hardly had any chores to do either.

There was a gas burner to cook the food, so the pair enjoyed a nice lunch of canned stew and bread.

"We had better eat the more perishable foods first" Her aunt said

"We don't' know when the next chance to get supplies will be, so let's make sure we leave the long-lasting food till last."

Emily agreed, especially since her aunt was probably used to this event.

After walking circles around the house wrapped in a blanket and her gown, Emily plopped down next to her aunt who was on the sofa reading a book.

"Ughhh, I am so bored, do you have any books for me to read auntie?" Emily asked.

"Oh.. I have some dear, but they may not be what you would like to read..." Lisa replied with a nervous tone.

"I would read anything at this point... I am going to die of boredom here!" Emily replied, excited at the thought of reading about anything to break the monotony.

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"Alright, my books are in my bedside table, take your pick, but like I said-"

"Yeah yeah, I will find something I am sure" Emily cut her aunt off as she skipped to her aunt's room.

Opening the drawer, Emily was looking through the book titles, reading the back of the books one by one, her eyes started bulging.

They were quite erotic books. More than that, they were mostly lesbian!

Emily felt her cheeks growing red at some of the descriptions, where on earth did her aunt find these! There must have been dozens. The more she read, the more she felt her stomach turning. She had to prevent herself from lowering her hand to her pussy, she would have plenty of time for that later.

Checking the next drawer down, Emily caught her mouth as she gasped.

Inside, was a collection of dildos. Varying sizes and shapes, colors too.

She stared for a while, picturing her aunt using them, when she noticed some beads too. Big thick ones that grew as her eyes followed the toy upwards.

She gently closed the drawer and picked out a book to read.

"Find anything you like?" Her aunt asked as Emily returned to the room.

Emily nodded calmly as she tried not to show her red face. She nonchalantly made her way to her own bedroom and lay down, excitement coursing through her.

Laying deep under the multiple layers of blankets, Emily started to read the smutty book. Slowly squeezing her pussy as she used her other hand to hold the book open.

Emily had always wondered about sex with another woman but never acted on it beyond a drunken kiss with another girl at a party or two. She never thought she would have acted on it, especially with her own aunt! It made sense now, that her aunt hadn't protested to Emily rubbing her pussy to completion. Her aunt was clearly into girls too judging by this book, and the others in her drawer.

The more Emily read, the more she kept imagining herself in the scenes. As well as her aunt.

Emily had been reading for almost an hour now, and the book was getting more and more raunchy. Scenes of girls not only licking each other's pussies, but assholes too.

Emily had never considered doing such a thing, yet her mind wandered to her aunt's asshole. The feel of it, the texture, the way the anal ring pulsed to the touch. But then her thoughts fell to her aunt's poo, and Emily recoiled in revulsion.

The disgusting incident was burned into her memory, no matter how hard Emily tried to forget and stop thinking about it. She knew it had happened. The scent of her aunt's poo was forever locked into her brain. If her aunt was so into girls and rim jobs, maybe... she was into poo stuff too? After all, Emily was sure she had seen her aunt masturbating under covers that Lisa had shit in.

Emily flopped the book down, disappointed that she had let her mind wander to such a disturbing train of thought.

She noted her place in the book and gave the book a rest for the moment.

Emily walked to the sofa and discovered her aunt had retired to her own room too.

She gave a quiet chuckle, realizing her aunt was probably enjoying her own book too, and left her in peace.

Emily sat on the sofa in silence and listened to the wailing wind squalls of the blizzard outside.

Later that night, before it got dark, Lisa asked to be showered. Especially since the hot water would likely be running out since the power had gone last night.

Emily set her up as before and while washing her aunt did notice the water was getting colder and colder.

Before long she had to abandon the shower and helped her aunt dry off and return to bed. Darkness came early that night, so Emily simply lay in bed, well before her actual sleeping time.

After several minutes of boredom, she took it upon herself to head into Aunt Lisa's room.

After knocking on her door, Emily heard some shuffling of blankets before a "Yes dear".

"Aunty, I am so bored can I hang out with you?" Emily answered.

"Oh... of course dear come on in" Her aunt replied happily.

Emily made her way in; the room was pitch dark as like the rest of the house now. She sat on the bed.

The pair chatted away and laughed at stories they shared. Emily realized how cold she was, and her aunt noticed too.

"Would you like to get back to bed dear? You are looking cold" Aunt Lisa said, probably hesitant to invite Emily in after the past incident.

"Ugh, I'm not tired still aunt, can I hop in the bed? You are so warm!" Emily answered. She certainly hadn't forgotten either, but she was so bored and thought there wouldn't be a repeat of the past situation after how awful it was.

"Of course, dear, I promise to try keep it clean this time" Lisa replied with a chuckle.

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Emily grimaced in the darkness but slipped into the bed anyway.

They chatted some more, and Emily finally started feeling tired.

Her aunt was so warm, and the thought of returning to her own cold bed made Emily get goosebumps already. So, she didn't say anything and eventually they both fell asleep.

Emily dreamed of the book she had started reading and woke with a hot flush, she was embraced with her aunt who was snoring.

Emily didn't even have to touch her own pussy to know it was wet, she reached down anyway and started to rub herself.

As the minutes passed, Emily felt more and more brave, thoughts popping into her head that she would shake off.

Eventually she could take it no more and silently listened to her aunt to check she was still asleep.

Upon hearing the soft snoring as she had before, Emily slowly slid down the bed under the covers. She stopped when she could feel her aunt's pussy was right in front of her face.

She had felt her aunt's pussy several times now in the shower and was familiar with it. This time she felt it with her face.

Emily gripped her own pussy tightly and slowly smelled the hot pussy right in front of her, her nose brushing along it.

She tentatively reached her tongue out and licked her aunt's pussy.

She was pleasantly surprised how sweet it tasted; she gave it another lick with a little bit more strength.

Before long, Emily was lapping away at her aunt's slit. Trying not to let out a moan herself as she found it so pleasurable to do this.

The taboo nature made it more exciting; she wondered if her aunt would protest to knowing what Emily was doing right now?

Not wanting to risk it, Emily decided not to wake her aunt and instead continued to just enjoy the moment.

Emily found she was starting to slurp at her aunt's pussy now. The weeping vagina replacing any fluid that Emily scooped out with her tongue.

The sweet juices were driving Emily on, and soon she began sucking at the pussy.

Emily was slurping and sucking away, when the telltale signs of an orgasm began to show on the pussy, she was making love to.

Without thinking, she sucked on her aunt's clit harder and felt the warm spray of her aunt squirting into her face. She moved her head down and started feeling the spurts of spray hit her lips, which she opened.

The strong salty spray was a different flavor to what she had been tasting for the last several minutes, but Emily thought it was delicious.

Emily was rubbing herself fast now, and as she gulped down the hot tasty squirt from her aunt, started to cum too.

It was like each time she swallowed, she felt a pulse of pleasure shoot through her body, the insane situation driving her orgasm harder, her mouth filling and Emily gulping, she was bucking hard under the covers.

After a few gulps, her orgasm was finally starting to subside. She stopped rubbing herself to find her own clit was still tingling with electricity.

She gulped again and had an immediate revelation.

This squirt... was now a steady stream... of piss.

She was about to recoil away, but the aftershocks of pleasure remained, so she curiously kept her lips latched on tight to her aunt's vagina.

'What the fuck am I doing?!' Emily said in her mind, as she felt the hot piss filling her stomach.

After several more mouthfuls, Emily was about to give up, feeling sick from what she had done, the subsiding orgasm now making her think more clearly, and she felt disgusted with herself.

'What have I become' She thought, tears welling up in her eyes.

She pulled away, letting the dying stream of piss bounce off her face, washing away her tears.

The piss stopped soon after, and she wiped her face on the surrounding bed sheets.

Carefully climbing back upwards, Emily lay in silence, her stomach turning with the feeling of regret... or maybe piss, she wasn't sure which.

Her mind was conflicted. The sexual climax was the most intense she had ever had, but now it was over, she wasn't sure if she could look herself in the mirror ever again.

As she lay there thinking it over. She heard something that made her heart jump.

"Thank you dear, that was so wonderful"

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