It was just after three when we pulled in and Aunt Carol told me I should make myself comfortable in the living room while she changed from her shopping attire. I turned on some tunes on the expensive sound system and occasionally checked my crotch which by now had a very large wet spot on it. I didn’t want to run upstairs to change out of my soiled underpants so instead I took off my shorts and briefs, washed off a bit in the powder room sink, and slipped on my baggies without any briefs. It felt really free and wouldn’t cramp my erection.
A half hour had passed since Aunt Carol had gone upstairs and I was beginning to wonder what she was up to when I heard her coming down the stairs. As she came into view my mouth instantly went dry and my penis stiffened against my thigh.
She was wearing a sheer black chiffon and satin peignoir robe which only served to veil her long, black chiffon and lace nightgown underneath. The nightgown was very low cut, the lacy cups of the bra barely covered where her nipples would begin. It was slit to her waist on both sides revealing her shapely legs clad in dark taupe nylon stockings affixed at their welts with garter straps.
The garters stretched from a narrow waist cincher corset that encircled her middle and pushed her pubic triangle and buttocks out making them more prominent. To complete the effect she wore black patent leather strap heels that firmed her ample calves as she walked across the carpet to the sofa where I was sitting.
“I hope you like what you see?”, She cooed as she slinked down next to me bringing her mouth to mine and crushing me to her in a long pent-up embrace that felt like liquid silk.
Her subtle cologne wafted in my nose as my hands slid lighter over the peaks of her breasts beneath the chiffon gown. I undid the front of the robe, threw it back and nearly tore the strap of the nightgown as I pulled it down off her shoulder.
“Boys like you are always in such a rush to get to the main event. Why don’t you just take a breath and enjoy the whole ride?”
She lowered the left cup of her nightgown exposing her breast. She had very firm, smooth breasts up to her areola which was dark rose and about three or four inches across with small knobs encircling her nipple.
I held it up to my mouth and began gently licking and teasing it with my tongue as she stroked the back of my head. It took a few moments until I heard her sigh in a long breath.
Her passion and arousal soon engulfed all her reason and restraint. She had undone my baggies and I lifted up to slide them off. When she saw I had removed my briefs and my penis was in plain view she chuckled in approval.
“I hope you don’t plan on coming for a while. I wouldn’t want to have you lose interest until we’ve both had our fun.”
She touched my penis lightly with her slender, soft fingers, pulling the skin back and forth with deliberates and gently sliding over the base.
“I bet Alicia just starts stroking as hard as her little fingers can bear, doesn’t she? Doesn’t it feel better when I just caress it down here at first? Hmm… Chris?”
She slid down into my lap, her warm breath on my penis as she spoke.
“Now the tip. The tip is just sooo sensitive isn’t it Chris?”
She took her slender index finger and drew it directly across the drooling slit in the tip. The irritation caused me to shudder and my penis to spasm in pleasure. I felt her warm wet lips kiss my knob before encircling it and tonguing the slit to remove the fluid. She avoided any stoking of my shaft, especially the underside which would have caused me to explode in an instant at this point.
She stood up and lowered the other nightgown strap letting it billow over her ankles before stepping out of it. Then, driven by her own wantonness and in need of quick satisfaction, she unhooked the garter belt and garters, rolled the sheer nylons to her ankle straps and nearly dragged me up the stairs to the large master bedroom.
“I wish I could keep up the game a bit longer,”, she said in a husky, strained voice, dropping any further pretenses, “but I’m afraid if I don’t get you inside me in the next instant I’ll simply come without you. Come over here and fuck me.”
She was laying on her back, her eyes glistening, with a pink flush on her chest and belly. She had her thighs wide apart and drawn up inviting me to penetrate her vagina, fringed by her dark blond pubic curls.
I slipped between her thighs, reaching underneath to caress the cheeks of her soft ass then bringing my cock in contact with the wetness of her inner labia. I looked directly into her eyes, as she did mine.
There was no shame or hesitation, only the kind of overpowering need that subsumed any sense of propriety. The fact that she was my mother’s sister not to mention a married woman twenty years older and that this should never be happening meant nothing. I was about to penetrate her vagina and share the most intimate human embrace with my own aunt and no power on earth was going to stop us.
As my tip parted her lubricated labia and began to spread her open, she received me with a long moan of utter surrender. Her smooth folds drew me in ever higher until I was fully unsheathed, resting against her belly with the upper surface of my shaft rubbing unavoidably on her engorged clitoris.
There was only the slight squeaking of the bed accompanying her involuntary moans and cries and muffled gasps of pleasure as we rhythmically rocked back and forth in our carnal embrace. With her mouth next to my ear she whispered almost inaudibly,
“Mmmm, yesssss… right there… mmm… ahh, ahhh, Chris… I’m… I’m going to come.”
A few more thrusts and I felt her buttocks stiffen and her thighs squeeze together. I opened my eyes to look into her face as her mouth gaped open. She emitted a deep, wrenching moan as if her whole body was tightening like a spring. My index finger reached down at the last moment and stroked the side of her throbbing clit in a rapid circular motion that sent her over the top in a spasm of pleasure. She came with a massive cry and shudder.
As her thighs continued to quiver under me, an involuntary expression of her deepest passion, all the teasing, all the games, all the feelings I experienced as she had exposed herself converged in one moment. The sensation went from the base of my balls to the soft tip at the end of my penis, now being massaged by her vaginal walls.
After a last futile effort to resist the inevitable, I exploded in an intense, convulsive orgasm. It was almost as if I were turning inside out. Spasm after spasm ejaculated what felt like a quart of semen into the inner envelope of her vagina.
After collapsing against her for a moment I realized I hadn’t even lost my erection. Which was fine with her as I would soon find out.
******
“Mmm… that felt great for starters. You must have been holding back for some time. I could feel every spurt of your come against my cervix. Why don’t you get a taste of your own come and I’ll show you how much girls are just like boys.”
I slid down over her belly drawing one of her large, erect nipples into my mouth and fondled the underside as she lay on her back. Then, I lifted one of her thighs and began slowly licking down the inside toward my ultimate destination.
Her inner lips glistened with a glaze of mixed outpourings. I held the lips apart with my fingers and bent down to lightly lick the length of her slit. It was musky and a bit salty and metallic. As I tongued the side of her clitoris she moved her hand along her thigh and began playing with her own lips, getting her fingers damp. Then she inserted two fingers up into her vagina, all the while whispering for me to lick her clit faster and faster. She began thrusting her hips up and down against her fingers, stroking from inside with greater and greater urgency.
“Don’t stop yet… please darling… keep licking until… until I’m… mmm… Ready… yes, there…”
After a moment of unexpected silence her breathing accelerated and her whole pelvis tightened. She lifted her buttocks up off the bed, arching up with her legs.
“Get… get ready… ohhh yesss… its coming… comming… OHHHHHH!!!!”
I backed off to watch her come. She withdrew both her fingers and began massaging just her clit. Her vagina opened to expose the inner membranes and I was hit with a series of wet spurts that came from just inside on my cheek and nose, running into my mouth. It was much thinner than her lubrication but had only a faint taste and definitely was not pee. Her vagina seemed to turn inside out, pumping a thin stream of my semen over the crack of her ass and onto the bed sheet.
“Has your sweetheart Alicia ever done anything like that? I told you women were more like men than you ever knew. With a little practice they can even squirt come like a man. Of course, I’ve been practicing for some time.”, She breathed.
She drew me up to her face again and softly licked the remnants of her outpouring from my startled face.
“Now its time for you to do the same for me. I want to see and taste your come and don’t you dare hold back a drop.” Then she added, “One more little secret I should let you in on. Most women just love to watch a man come and fantasize about it quite a bit especially when they… arouse themselves. Watching a man’s buttocks squeeze together as he reaches his orgasm and the jets of come shoot from his penis is a super turn on for any woman… if she’s honest enough to admit it.”
I straddled her chest with my penis inches from her lips and began to stroke the sensitive underside with my three fingers and thumb. Looking down at her open eyes and slightly parted mouth I began to feel my orgasm rise within me. At the last moment I groaned,
“Ohh yeah… its coming… coming… awwwhhhh.”
I felt my balls convulse and a solid stream of semen shot forth onto her lips. She lurched up to catch the full stream in her mouth. The next several spurts went to the back of her throat and she swallowed every drop she could.
“You can’t believe how I love to watch your face when you come, Chris. It’s so vulnerable and honest.”
She was already playing with my penis again, getting me hard in anticipation of satisfying her once more. She turned on her tummy, raising up on her knees and offering me a view between her thighs from behind.
I moved behind her and she reached back and guided me into her opening. In this position my penis was pushing directly down onto the front of her vagina against the upper wall. She suddenly moaned and shrieked as her orgasm swept over her. I felt the sudden surge of wetness inside that accompanied it which triggered my own gut wrenching orgasm. I was left drained and, blissfully limp, not surprising after three orgasms in less than half-an-hour.
I must have fallen asleep for a while because when I opened my eyes it was completely dark except for the light that came in from the hallway. I was lying on my stomach, aware of the sensation of a hand gently caressing my nude buttocks.
“Did I wake you up?”, Aunt Carol whispered in the quiet darkness, “I just wanted to stroke your buttocks for a bit. They’re so hard like a man’s but still smooth, almost like a woman’s.”
I could see she had put on a short nightie without any panties. She had one hand in her lap and was caressing herself as she massaged my backside. The light made the nightie transparent and I could see the contours of her breasts rise and fall beneath the sheer material with her breathing. She came almost silently, then crawled back under the top sheet. I drifted back into peaceful, dreamless sleep.