Aunt!Caitlyn x Niece!femReader
warnings: caitlyn!sub, reader!dom, oral sex (C receiving) rubbing on the face. Caitlyn is not the reader's blood aunt!!!
A/n: English is not my first language! So please forgive any spelling mistakes or if the text seems a little confusing.
Your parents never got along; it was supposed to be a passionate night, but it resulted in your mother becoming pregnant. She was naive, getting pregnant as a teenager at 17, and your father at 20. She was always a woman who liked to have adventures, so pregnancy was a burden for her, forbidding her from many things, and her biggest dream was to be a model.
When you were two months old, she disappeared, leaving your father alone to care for a baby. It was difficult; he had no support network, He lived far from the city, but he always was and is a good father. When you turned 21, he had saved money to pay for your college, but for that, you would have to live closer to the city, which would make things much easier for you, so he sent you to your aunt Caitlyn's house.
Do you remember when you first saw her. She was tall, slender, with a marked face, piercing eyes, hair as blue as night and a few gray streaks, That made it all the more exciting and forbidden, especially because she, she is his aunt, his father's sister.
But that didn't stop Caitlyn from groping your body when you were distracted in the kitchen making some late-night snacks. You pretended not to notice, which angered her. One night, she entered your room; you were only wearing shorts that barely covered your butt and a short tank top. At that moment, the woman became a hungry wolf; she pounced on you, attacking your neck, sucking, biting, leaving marks.
You surrendered to the desire, the lust that had consumed you for so long since you stepped into this house. she squeezed your buttocks and gave a hard slap, which elicited a desperate, awkward moan from you during the kiss, teeth clashing, tongues intertwining for dominance, which she won. "You know what you do to me walking around my house wearing those damn clothes that barely cover you."
She whispers in your ear with that delicious, husky voice. Your brain was too soft to respond. You grabbed her by the nape of her neck and pulled her to you, kissing her again, You push her onto the bed and climb on top of her, kissing her neck. She throws her head to the side, giving you space. You tear her button-down shirt, revealing her navy blue lace bra that barely supports her full, soft breasts. You kiss the mound of her breasts and lick them both. She lets out a sigh, and her slender fingers grip your hair. You look at her as you lower her bra, freeing her breasts. You take her right nipple into your mouth and suck on it fiercely like a baby desperate for milk. Caitlyn moans and rubs against you, seeking some friction.
You place a feather between her legs, and she rubs against it roughly. You suck hard on her nipple, giving both of them your full attention, leaving them swollen and wet, She moans loudly, as if you were penetrating her, even though you hadn't even started yet. You kiss her lips, but she pulls you into another fierce kiss. You moan into her mouth, sucking her tongue forcefully. "I want to be in control," you whisper during the kiss and pull away, looking at her. She's a mess, her hair disheveled, sweating with excitement. She nods quickly.
You kiss her neck, her mounds, her stomach, until you reach her skirt. You unzip it and pull the skirt off her body. The navy blue thong, matching her bra, highlights her pale skin. You spread her legs and lower yourself, giving her clothed pussy cat-like licks. She squirms and tries to rub against my face. "Oh, come on, don't tease me," she whimpers. You slap her thigh hard, making her let out a cry. "Don't ask me what to do!" You pull her panties off her crotch and dive into her shaved vagina, licking all of it, its folds. "Ahhh, fuck!" she moans like a bitch, grabbing your hair, pulling it, burying her face in your center.
You spit on her pussy, she trembles, you suck her clit fiercely into your mouth, repeatedly running your tongue over the swollen button, She rolls her eyes and throws her head onto the pillows, rubbing her vagina noisily against your face. "I want to sit on your face," she says between panting sighs. She doesn't even wait for you to answer, she's already changing positions. She lays you down and starts kissing your chest, pulling off your short tank top, freeing your perky breasts. "Hurry up," you were already desperate to eat her pussy again. "Hungry little thing," she smiles at you, that smile, Jesus! You swear you could come just from that.
She climbs on top of you, leaving her vagina inches from your face, your mouth. You don't give her time to adjust, grabbing both her thighs and pulling her down, sucking her vagina like a thirsty she-wolf. Caitlyn screams and leans against the headboard, she looks down and grabs her hair. You lick her entire vulva, paying special attention to the swollen clitoris, you flatten your tongue on her clitoris and suck it into your mouth, pulling it slightly, and then releasing it and repeating the process. "Damn... just like that, baby, so good." She moans loudly and throws her head back, she rubs against your face, slowly, but then desperately. She doesn't care if she's getting her juices all over your face. You keep your tongue out, she bounces on it. "Oh fuck, that's delicious."
You squeeze both of her thighs and give a light nibble on her clit, Caitlyn screams loudly, and her fluid runs down her face, wetting the sheets "fuck baby" You rub her clitoris quickly, making her tremble even more on top of you, moaning your name repeatedly like a prayer.
You continue licking her pussy until she feels too stimulated and gets off your face, throwing herself into your arms as if she belongs there; for a second, both of you forget everything around you.
You don't know how long you slept, but it was already past noon. You stir in bed and feel something curled up against you. You turn and see her sleeping soundly on your chest. She's so peaceful, sleeping soundly. She smiles in her sleep; it's adorable. You watch her for a while until a pang of guilt overwhelms you. You sit up abruptly in bed and cover yourself with the blanket. Caitlyn stirs slightly; you don't care. You walk around the room, pick up your tank top from the floor, and put it on hurriedly. What had you done? You slept with your aunt, your father's sister!
You couldn't leave, you had nowhere to go, but staying after that is too much. You leave the room and decide to distract yourself in the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, you grab some peanut butter and one of your favorite cookies, the one she buys every time she goes to the store. You sit behind the counter and start spreading the peanut butter on the cookies. You don't know how long you stayed there brooding, but it was long enough for you to eat all the cookies and long enough for her to miss you in bed.
"Darling?" That voice, that voice that sends shivers down your spine and brings you unbearable arousal. You don't answer immediately; she enters the kitchen and sees you sitting on the floor with the empty cookie bag beside you and the open folder in front of you. You were wearing a navy blue satin robe, your hair awkwardly combed to the side. She lets out an exasperated sigh when she sees you sitting there. "Darling, what are you doing there?" You don't answer, you don't look her in the eyes, and she immediately notices, of course she notices. "Aren't you going to tell me—"
"That was a mistake, a damn mistake." You raise your voice and run a hand over your face. She looks at you, studying you before speaking. "First, talk to me properly, second—" You interrupt her with a snort. "Let me speak!" you growl, and she immediately falls silent. "Look, I don't know why you're so burdened. Your father and I aren't blood siblings—" You lift your head and look at her with wide eyes. "What did you say?" She looks at you confused. "What?" "What did you say about not being my father's blood sister?" "How could you not know?" She looks at you incredulously. "I thought he had told you." You stand up quickly. "No, he didn't say anything!" You growl. She looks at you confused as to why you're treating her this way. "Look, I don't know why he didn't say anything, but it's not entirely his fault."
She sighs, "Your father and I were never close after our mother passed away, we each went our separate ways..." She pauses, "He texted me asking if I could host you at my house; he was desperate, he didn't have the money to pay for the apartment you wanted. I think it's both of our faults, in a way." She looks at you and leans closer, "Look, I really like you." She cups your face and caresses your cheekbone with her thumb while looking intently into your eyes, as if searching for something, rejection, but she found confusion instead. "I know it's a lot of information for you, but if you let me, I can tell you all the details if you want, but please, don't end what we did in that room, for me it wasn't just sex." She hugs you and inhales your scent. You sigh and don't say anything at the moment, but hug her back.
"Okay, you'll have to tell me everything, from the beginning." You look at her, as if it were a promise, and it really was. "Anything you want, my dear."
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final note: This is awful😭It had been in my drafts for a long time, I changed many things and even so. I think this deserves a part 2? I don't know
