Chapter 2
Karen allowed the kissing to go on for a few minutes, teasing his tongue with hers, and having the boy hold her as tightly as he could. But even this mild form of pleasure proved to be a little too much for the child all at one time, and she decided that it was best he was left on his own for a little while.
Chuck looked tremendously relieved when she suggested that it was time for him to go to bed, and after one more searing kiss, she patted him on his little ass and left him on his own.
She decided to stay downstairs and finish up her book while Chuck settled in. Meanwhile, Chuck undressed to take his bath. With the water running in the tub he got out of his shorts, but could not resist the temptation to stand up on the toilet seat so that he could get a look at his naked body in the mirror. His little cock was standing straight out in front of him, and he felt proud to have one.
Just thinking about how close he had been to her, and the taste of her full mouth, was enough to make him feel like a man, even if he didn't yet look like one. He was a perfect miniature of his father, as Daddy had told him many times when they took their showers together. Daddy had promised that he would grow up to be a big man with a big cock like himself.
Watching his reflection in the mirror, he arched his hips forward so that his cock would appear a little longer that way. It had grown some now that he was getting a little taller, and especially when it was hard, but it would still be years before he had anything close to what his daddy had.
The palm of his hand was just itching to start whacking off, as he had taught himself to do over the past year, but he had also learned that it was even better when he forced himself to wait a little while before beginning. He wouldn't do it in the bathroom. If he did, Aunt Karen might have to ask him why he was in there so long.
No, it would be much more fun in his bed with the light turned off, where he could imagine Aunt Karen was lying beside him, and maybe that it was her hand instead of his own giving his cock all that pleasure. With that thought in mind, he was suddenly in a very big hurry.
Jumping in the bathtub and grabbing his washcloth, he washed all the parts of his body except his little prick, which was standing straight up above the water. Chuck knew that if he so much as touched it, he would not be able to stop until he had jerked off to the very end.
As soon as he thought that he was reasonably clean, he tied a towel around his slender hips and made a mad dash for his bedroom. He took his pajama bottoms to the bed with him, but did not put them on immediately. Chuck would be sure to look innocent by the time his aunt came in to kiss him good night, but for now it would be more fun if he could lie in his bed naked and jerk off.
Chuck pulled the covers over himself completely until he was under a makeshift tent, and then he pressed his thighs tightly against his hard little prick so that he could thrill to the way it pulsated between them. Again his hand itched to start fisting it, but somehow the simple action didn't seem like enough for a night like this.
A grown man with a sexy lady like his aunt. He would lie down on top of her and stick his big cock in. Then he would probably start pumping away. That was what his friends said fucking was like.
So Chuckie took his pajamas and rolled them into a ball, pretending that the lump he pushed beneath him was the body of his beloved aunt. Then he started to move his body up and down in the way that he imagined a guy was supposed to do when fucking. His naked prick became buried time and again in the folds of the fabric, and since he couldn't know that the inside of a cunt was hot and wet, Chuckie was thrilled by the sensation, thinking that it was almost like fucking a real woman, and feeling very grown up by doing it.
He was making quite a lot of heat all by himself, from the hard, hot spot between his legs and all the way up his spine to his head, where he was seeing the succulent body of his aunt, naked under the black filmy thing all over again, as if she were actually beneath him. He thought about her so much now that he was staying at her house. The vision of her was so stark that he could just about reach out with both hands and fill them with those big heaving tits that she had nearly pushed into his face earlier that evening.
That did it for him. He could no longer stand it, and had to beat his little cock because it was hurting him so. No sooner did he have it in his hand though, than he had to grab on to the head of it and hold tight or he was going to shoot before he even got started. That would never do on such a special night, because now he had something very real to remember, and he wanted to make the most of it.
He remembered every word that his aunt had said about sex, and the way she had promised that if he was very good, there would be even more lessons to be learned. She had promised that they would be fun, and so far she certainly had not lied to him.
Chuck wondered if she knew how hard he had been staring at her big, heaving tits all the time they were together, and how he had tried his damndest to rub her body every chance he could, especially in the front.
The boy wished for the courage to come out and say that he wanted to touch her naked body, and could he please suck on just one of her tits for a little while, the way his mother had let him when he was really too old to be nursing? But mother didn't have as much as auntie did, and Chuck guessed that meant Aunt Karen's tits would be twice as delicious.
Just as his hand was really moving along on his cock, Chuck remembered with a start that he had not locked his bedroom door. He should really stop what he was doing and take care of that, but he could not make his little hand stop pumping no matter how frightened he was of being caught.
Right then his mind was on Aunt Karen. Auntie Karen taking off that black thing ... Auntie Karen climbing into bed with him.
His body was tensing rapidly, and he could feel that mysterious churning in his balls that he had come to know as he neared the peak of his pleasure. Chuck started humping up and down, moving smoothly and regularly novv, but with no real thought about it. His hand was moving so quickly that he could barely feel it, and his cock felt really big and swollen.
"Oh, Auntie, come and kiss it," he murmured. My prick wants a kiss the way you kiss the rest of me,, Ohhhhh, ohhhh...."
"You really did understand, didn't you?" a soft voice called to him in the darkness.
"Auntie? Auntie?" Chuck called out, but he thought that he was only dreaming it in the heat of his erotic fantasy.
But she turned his bedside lamp on just then and his hand froze on his cock in mid-stroke. He was expecting her to yell, or come over to the bed and start hitting him. But the tone of her voice was soft, and exciting in a way that he didn't understand. Chuck didn't know what to make of it, and he lay motionless in dazed confusion until Karen came a little closer.
"There's no need to be frightened, Chuck."
"But Mommy punished me when she caught me like this once. She said it was dirty and bad."
"Well, I'm not your mother and I understand how a man has to do things like that sometimes."
"Then you're not mad at me?"
"No. In fact, I'm happy that you know how to do things like that. I think it's fun. I play with myself sometimes, too."
"Really?"
"Sure. Maybe I can show you how girls do it, and then you can show me what you do."
Karen was almost to the side of the bed now, and from the pleased look on her face, Chuck knew that he didn't have anything to worry about. He was thinking about girls playing with themselves and wondering how they did it. For a grown lady like Karen to show him was better than Christmas, but he still couldn't believe that he was going to be so lucky.
She had seen his little hard-on by now, and once again Chuck thought of all the big cocks she must have seen, being a grown lady and all. He was suddenly ashamed, and tried to hide his nakedness under the blankets, but Karen wouldn't allow it. She yanked the covers back down again before he could stop her, and stared down at his hot little body with a lust so intense that it was difficult to control.
The right thing to do would be to play the stern aunt as his mother would wish and warn him that he must not do anything like that again. But Karen knew that it was the most natural thing in the world to jerk off, and wasn't going to preach to him when she was on her way to her room to do that very same thing when she caught him.
In a way she was sorry that she had forced him to stop what he was doing, because he had been so clearly enjoying himself. But she was also glad, because now they had something to talk about which would naturally lead to bigger and better things, if Karen had anything to say about it.
"Why don't you go on with your playing?" she suggested. "I could sit right here at the edge of the bed and watch you."
"I couldn't do that. Not in front of you."
"Do you want me to leave you alone in here?"
"Yes! Well, no."
"You like me being here next to you while you're naked, and your thing is hard?"
"Do I have to answer?"
"If you don't, you'll be giving me a reason to be angry."
"Okay, Auntie, I won't lie to you. I like you being next to me all the time. Especially in my bed."
"In that case, I'll stay. In fact, I'll even get a little closer. There. How's that?"
Chuck was deliriously happy. His cock was standing straight up under the blanket and now Karen was so near that he could smell her cleanness and her cologne every time he inhaled.
The light was just over her shoulder now, and it illuminated her naked body under the sheer negilee so clearly that Chuck gulped. Didn't she know that he could see her titties and further down something he had never seen before?
Once his eyes travelled to the spot, they became glued there. He had never expected to see a hairy bush between her legs, and wondered where the hole was that he had heard so much about. That was where babies came from, and also where a man was supposed to stick his cock.
But where was it? Was a man supposed to dig around all that hair before he found it? Maybe it was like hide and seek, and Chuck was sure that it would be fun to search around and find that treasure. She was so beautiful. Just like the fairy princess in the stories she used to read him when he was younger. If she just touched him, he was sure that he would turn into the enchanted prince. Were they going to play some of the games that she had promised him earlier?
His cock gave out with a heavy throb just then, and without thinking about what he was doing, Chuck gave the thing a tug. Karen looked down at him and smiled. He knew that everything was going to be just wonderful.
"Maybe you shouldn't be here, Aunt Karen. I'm a little scared. Mommy wouldn't like this."
"Mommy isn't here. This is my house, and what I say here goes. Don't you trust me?"
She gently touched the side of his face and he leaned against her hand. Everything about Aunt Karen was so nice and soft. He wished he could just put his head down on her titties and fall asleep there.
Karen read his thoughts without him having to say a word. Gently she pushed his head down against her left tit, and when he was settled, she began to stroke his face. But there was no way Chuck was going to fall asleep now that his nose was nestled between her jugs and all he had to do was stick his tongue out, and open his mouth if he had the nerve to suck.
But he didn't have the nerve. He quickly turned his face away, but not because he didn't like it there. Chuck just didn't trust himself.
"I'm afraid, Auntie! I'm afraid!" he suddenly cried out.
"Of what, dear? I won't hurt you."
"Not you, Auntie. I'm afraid of me. I have all these funny feelings down here."
He pointed to the general area of his prick, and Karen forced herself not to smile too much because she knew that this was a very serious moment for the child. Chuck was growing up right before her very eyes. This was the time to stop if there ever was one. Now, before he took that fatal step that would bring him into the adult world of sexuality.
The second of guilt was quickly gone, the boy far too appealing to turn away from. Her cunt was just watering for him.
Fuck the nobility role, she thought to herself. What I need is a cock and he's got one. Who gives a shit about what's right and wrong? He's certainly not going to suffer by it, so what's the harm?
While he lay there and trembled, Karen carefully cupped her palm over the tip of his little dick and rubbed it back and forth. The boy didn't budge, but every nerve in his body was tingling and she saw sweat begin to stand out on his forehead.
"You just calm down, Chuckie. Everything's going to be great. I promise you. Tell me, do you jerk off like this every night?"
"I do it lots of times, but this time, it was special. I was thinking about you, and that made me want to play with myself real bad. I was thinking of you while I was doing it, because you're so beautiful."
"That pleases me, Chuckie. That pleases me very much."
Chuck couldn't believe his ears. She was nothing like his mother.
"You were paying me a compliment by doing that, Chuck. I'm so glad I came in here to be with you at a time like this. It's something we should be sharing."
"At home I have to hide when I do something like this. My friend Jackie has a problem like this too, only...."
"What's his problem?"
"He says that his thing gets hard every time he peeks into his parent's bedroom and watches them ... you know ... fucking."
"What makes your pecker get hard? Does it happen when you look at your mother?"
"No. Only when I look at you, or think about you, Aunt Karen. It happens almost every time."
"Oh, Chuckie," she murmured as she began to stroke her long fingers along his smooth chest and then down towards his belly. "You're my own special lover boy. That's what you are."
"I have a million questions, Auntie. But I never wanted to ask a grownup before."
"I'm going to answer every one, little lover."
Chuck took a good long look at his aunt then, as if he were seeing her for the very first time. He saw her as a man sees a woman, undressing her with his eyes, taking it all in and considering her as a potential lay.
The boy could still hear her calling him her own special lover. Did that mean he was going to stick his thing in her?
Now she was actually in his bed with him, talking about doing it. Playing with his cock. Chuck couldn't really be sure if he was awake or dreaming.
The child tried one little trick just to be sure. He pretended to have to stretch, and in so doing the side of his arm rubbed against her tits. Two sharp points grazed against his flesh, and he knew that these were her nipples as he had been staring at them for such a long time. His cock leaped against her hand, and Karen's smile grew even wider.
"What's happening to you now is a very normal thing," she explained. "It happens to every man when he looks at a woman he finds beautiful and exciting. That's the only way that he can fuck her. And it gets even bigger and stronger inside of her.
There's so much that you should know. So many wonderful things about making love."
"You said you would teach me. Oh, please keep your promise, Auntie. Pretty please?"
"Well, since you asked me so nicely...."
"Hey, neato!" he said as he bounced up and down in the bed, clapping his hands as he did so.
But Karen preferred him to remain lying down, as she had easy access to his hot little body that way. As she leaned over him and eased him back down on the bed again, her body was fully covering his hard little prick and the boy moaned with pleasure. Were it not for the fact that he was a little frightened to be so near to a grown, nearly naked woman, then Chuckie would certainly have shot all over her negilee.
"Why don't we get started by you getting to know a woman's body better? The best way to do that is by touch."
Not waiting for him to make any decision on his own, as she was sure he would be too afraid, Karen took his hand firmly in her own and placed the palm of it against one of her tits.
"You can squeeze, or rub. Or some of both if you want to. Anything you like, Chuck. You're the man here."
Even though she had actually given him something of a command, the words had been so subtle that the boy believed he was acting of his own accord. He began to move his hand around in a slow circle, timidly at first, and then with more courage as he realized that he was not going to be stopped. His heart beat wildly in his chest. The firm globe in his hand felt so warm and alive.
Karen was not idle while he was working. Her hand, still grazing across the crown of his juvenile prick, began to move as slowly and gently as his own hand was. Chuck's body was jumping slightly, but she had to give the boy credit for struggling so hard to control himself.
"You just he still and use your hand on me. I'll take care of your beautiful body for you."
"My thing's not too small, is it, Auntie?"
"Not small at all. You've got a fine young prick there, Chuckie. One day it will really be huge. But for right now it's just fine. It's a prick to be proud of. I mean that, too."
Her voice sounded too sincere for the boy to doubt her. He forgot all about his father's cock and that of the one in the photos. Aunt Karen said she was pleased with his. That was all that mattered to him. Those men were not in this bed with her, and he was.
Karen could easily have closed her fist around his slender cock, but she wanted to make him feel as if he were bigger than he actually was. So she wrapped her fingers around and left them loose, looking happily into his eyes.
"So big! I can't really close my hand around it."
"Are you going to play with me? I mean, the way I was doing to myself before?"
"That is just what I had in mind."
Chuck tried to get his body into a semi-upright position so that he would be able to watch his aunt jerking him off, but it was too much of a strain on his body and he had to he back down again. Soon the boy found out that it was just as well, because watching her go at it was going to make him shoot all over her hand and that was the one thing that he was still afraid of. He wouldn't have said a word that might give her reason to stop what she was doing, but Chuckie was sure he would die if her actions should bring him to a climax now.
He was powerless to do anything but close his eyes and pray that he would be able to control nimself. How could a boy so young and innocent have known that Karen would have been extremely pleased to get him off?
He was glad that he had so quickly learned to exercise some control. Aunt Karen was doing such a wonderful job with her hand, so much better than he could even have done himself, that he wished it would go on forever. Although it was torture that her hand was pumping up and down so slowly, it was a most delicious torture.
He tried to keep massaging her tit, but just couldn't concentrate and finally gave up on it, surrendering to the pleasure that she was giving to his cock and wishing that he were a big man and could tell her that what he really wanted to do was fuck, and get to it before he came. Chuck didn't know that he could come more than once in a night. He had never been able to stay awake after his one orgasm per jerk-off session.
"That's okay," she soothed him when she saw the look of dismay on his face for not being able to play with her tit any more. "You can just lie there like a prince and let me treat you royally."
Chuck was barely able to see her face for a few moments, but he did manage to notice that she was licking her lips almost constantly, as if she were looking at a most appetizing dish and was wanting to eat it. That look puzzled him, but he didn't dare ask.
"This is just the beginning," she promised, reading his mind. "We may even get to fucking. I'm a very good teacher and I think you'll be a terrific pupil."
"I'll try my best."
Chuck didn't have to tell her that. She knew instinctively that he would be most eager to please, and with Karen to teach him, he would be an expert in no time at all. Her hand began to move faster as her thoughts took her ahead to all the wonderful things they were soon to do, and the effect on the boy was like an electric charge to his system.
He still tried hard to remain still, but now it was getting to be impossible. Moving his body backward an inch at a time, he managed to get his back propped up on his pillow so that he could actually see what she was doing now. Her face was flushed and she looked even more beautiful than she had when she began.
Leaning over as she was he could see right down the neckline of her negligee to her big heaving tits, and then lower where it fell open to the spot where he knew that furry mound must be. It was hidden by her lap, but that left so much more to his imagination, and he saw himself diving right down there and searching around until he found it. Chuck wished that he could tell her he wanted to be in her arms again, nuzzling against her tits, kissing that delicious-looking mouth. He even got up the courage to speak, only to find that his mouth was dry as cotton and no words would come out.
Karen saw his lips moving, and couldn't make out exactly what he wanted to say, but she understood. Looking at him lustily, she suddenly leaned her head over a little more and kissed him with a full and open mouth, darting out her tongue and running it along the inside of his teeth until Chuck thought that he would faint with joy.
He couldn't stop his own tongue from mingling with hers, and though his experience in such matters was limited to the soul-kissing that he had done with her earlier, Chuckie proved that he had learned his lesson well. He was soon kissing her so passionately that with her eyes closed, Karen could easily imagine that she was kissing a grown man.
The major difference of course was between his legs, but that didn't stop her from being so turned on that her hand was working quickly up and down his little cock, her fingers pinching just a little when they came to the sensitive prickhead, and driving him just as crazy as she would want to do to any of her lovers.
He was responding like a grown-up stud as well. No longer able to remain motionless at the hands of this passionate woman, Chuck sat more upright and started searching all over the front of her body with his eager hands. Every bit of her was new and wonderful, and the boy went at it like an eager explorer. He started at about the level of her waist, not daring to drop his hand further down where he really wanted to go, and after he had enjoyed the curve of her, started sliding his hands up along her sides until he came to the fullness of her heaving tits.
Karen was breathing hard by then, and this caused her jugs to jiggle against his hands. He moaned in wonder at the magic of a woman's body, and especially this one because she had promised him that it would be his.
"It's time to fuck, love," she whispered. "That's what you're telling me and that's what I know."
Yes, the time had certainly come. She was hot as a pistol and there was no way the boy would be able to take much more of her teasing without shooting his wad.
"Do it to me, Auntie. Oh, do it to me," Chuckie groaned, and in an instant she was stripped down naked and rolling on the bed with him.
The first few minutes that they were locked in their embrace was a time of innocent joy and experimentation for the two of them. Hands caressed everything they touched, and nothing was withheld to either one of them. When Karen felt Chuckie groping down between her legs, coming so very close to her cunt, but never daring to actually touch it, she showed him encouragement in the best way she could by taking his wrist firmly in her grasp and leading his hand right to her furry mound. Then she spread her legs as wide as she could in the cramped space of the narrow bed and pushed the flat of his hand up tight against her cunt. Chuck didn't move it at first, but he quickly got the idea. Her cunt was pulsating, and already so swollen that the lips were nearly opening all by themselves.
All he had to do was grope around a little and the tips of his fingers were running right along her pouting slit. Karen did the rest for him by mashing her cunt right against his hand until she felt his fingers begin to slip inside.
"Uhhhh!" she gasped, and Chuck suddenly looked up in fear. "Did I hurt you?"
"Oh, no, honey! You made me feel so good. Push your fingers in some more. Move them around. Ohhhhh, ohhhhh! That feels so wonderful! You're doing it like a big man. Ohhhh, my darling."
That was all the encouragement the child needed. The sounds of her ecstatic moaning were reassuring to him, and he was most eager to explore the farthest depths of her wet interior.
The wetness of her cunt especially intrigued Chuck. It was so warm and sloppy. So much more so than he had ever imagined. Like a warm bath to his hand, and he couldn't help wondering how nice it would be if more of him could fit in there so he could enjoy the pleasure even more.
He had the curious desire to taste some of that stuff, and without even thinking to ask Aunt Karen if it would be all right, Chuckie wiggled his two fingers around in her cunt a few times and then brought them out thoroughly soaked with her juices. The boy held his fingers up to his nose so he could get a good whiff of the liquid, and decided that the aroma was very appetizing.
Chuck showed no hesitation at all before plopping both dripping fingers right into his open mouth. His face looked very studious for a few seconds, as if savoring the new taste sensation, and Karen held her breath for his decision.
If he didn't like the taste of her cunt, he was going to give her some trouble when she was ready to teach him to go down on her. But his face lit up and he smacked his lips with great relish.
"MMmmrnmmm, yummy!" he finally announced, and Karen was so happy that she smothered his face with kisses.
"You're a good boy, Chuckie," she told him. "And you have all the makings of a wonderful lover."
"Can we fuck now? Please, Auntie. I want to fuck."
"Yes, my dear. We can. And right now. Come to me. Fill me with your wonderful, young cum. Put that prick in my hole and I'll make you a man."
She was out of his arms for only a moment, tossing the negligee to the floor. Just the one small nightlight had been on until then, and Karen preferred to fuck in full light.
Rushing about the room, she turned on every light, then returned to the bed. They came together in a torrid embrace, one that would soon find them coupled by a bond of young and rigid flesh.
It promised to be an exciting night for both of them.