Chapter 1
Ruth realized that it was now becoming an obsession, and the thought both frightened and excited her. Leaning, back in the cushioned patio chair, she felt the familiar tingling sensation beginning in her cunt. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the sensual image of her fourteen-year-old nephew.
But the incessant droning of the lawnmower made that impossible.
Her young nephew was mowing her spacious backyard, his bare torso glistening with sweat. As he walked to and fro, her eyes remained glued to his crotch. He was wearing a tight-fitting pair of faded cut-offs which accentuated the prominent bulge of his crotch. It looked as if he had a perpetual hard on.
My God, she thought for perhaps the hundredth time since his arrival, nearly two weeks ago to stay with her for the summer. His prick must be enormous! And he's just a boy-but such a handsome young boy!
John was small for his age, lean and wiry, with thick blonde hair worn medium-long. He had a face that Ruth frequently thought of as angelic. It transcended mere cuteness. He was more than just handsome. He was beautiful.
It's not possible to fall in love with such a young boy, Ruth thought, especially my own nephew. Jesus, what's the matter with me?
Since her husband's death last year, Ruth had been living like a hermit, a recluse, alone in the large two-story house with her husband's prized art collection. She had been left her husband's sizable fortune; she didn't have to worry about money for the rest of her life.
But life had little meaning for her these past months. There didn't seem to be any reason to wake up in the morning. Not until John had come to live with her. His parents-Ruth's sister and her husband-were considering divorce. Things just weren't working out between them, and hadn't been for some time. like Bill, Ruth's late husband, Paul was a workaholic. Ruth's sister Peggy said living with Paul was like living in a vacuum. She couldn't go on like that any longer.
There were the children to consider, John and his older brother Kenny, and it was really because of them that they were trying to work out some sort of reconciliation.
Now, to add to their problems, I'm falling in love with their fourteen-year-old son, Ruth, thought, smiling in spite of herself. I want to go to bed with him, he's so vulnerable and innocent and adorable ... and I must be going crazy!
John turned off the lawnmower and emptied the last of the grass into a halffull plastic bag. Then he straightened up, stretched, and turned to smile at Ruth.
"All finished?" she called out, sitting up.
"Yep. Gosh, it gets hot here. It's not even noon, yet it feels like it's a hundred degrees!"
Ruth laughed. "Now you know why I don't have a tan. I'm always inside with the air-conditioner turned on full blast."
Smiling, the boy walked toward her and sat down in front of her on the patio.
Ruth suppressed a wild desire to take him into her arms and reach into his shorts to grab hold of his cock. She was dying to see it, to feel it. To taste it. The mere sight of him generated these feelings in her. At night, she would lie in her bed, her fingers caressing her body, slipping between her thighs, delving deep into her hot, wet pussy until she climaxed again and again, imagining her fingers were actually John's.
It was getting to the point now that lascivious fantasies simply weren't enough. She had to have him. Although they hadn't seen each other for two years, it was as if they had never been apart. Ruth was like a mother to him. They talked for hours. He was normally shy. A loner. But with his aunt, he talked.
And when they sat together on the living room couch, or on the lawn, his nubile young body pressing close to hers she practically reached orgasm. Her craving for him was now so intense.
He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand.
"Why don't you take a shower," Ruth suggested, an idea growing in her mind. "Then I'll fix you some lunch."
"Okay," he said, getting to his feet, his crotch only inches from her mouth. "I don't think there are any towels in the bathroom, though."
"Oh yes, they're out being washed. Wait, I'll go upstairs with you and get one from the closet. Meanwhile, why don't you go into your room and get undressed." The thought of his naked body made her legs feel suddenly weak. She leaned against him as she got up.
"You okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face.
She smiled, wondering if her rapidly beating heart sounded as loud to him as it did to her. "My leg just fell asleep. It'll be alright in a moment." She reveled in the pressure of his partially-clothed body against hers for several moments before they walked into the house together.
Once he disappeared into his room, she rushed to the hall closet and pulled out a large towel, then went into the bathroom to turn on the shower for him. Her fingers trembled as she clutched the towel to herself.
I can't go through with it, she thought. It's so wrong, so very wrong. But she knew she would. There was a force inside her, pulling her, tempting her. It was impossible to resist any longer.
He walked in, clad only in light-blue cotton briefs, his body smooth and nut-brown and hairless. Ruth forced herself not to look down at his crotch. She didn't want the boy to get too suspicious. She had to be careful.
She handed him the towel and then let her fingers trail lightly up and down his back. "I shouldn't have asked you to cut the lawn today. It's too hot out. It could have waited."
He smiled. "It's okay, Aunt Ruth. I like doing things for you."
She caressed his cheek. "You're a sweet young boy. Well, I'll let you take a shower." She turned to leave, heart pounding with anticipation, then, hoping her voice sounded natural, she said, "Why don't I wash your back for you. You look so hot."
"It's okay, Aunt Ruth. I can do it." He looked embarrassed.
"Oh, I didn't mean to make it sound like you're a little boy any more. I just thought I'd do something nice for you. Turn your back to me. I won't see anything."
The youngster looked at her and, for an instant, she thought he could read her thoughts. It's a mistake, a voice screamed in her head. My God, what's the matter with me!
"Okay," he said. Unabashedly, he turned and pulled down his underpants. Ruth had to hold onto the towel rack for support. His buttocks were white and smooth and slim. Ruth felt her panties becoming moist with her oozing pussy sauce.
Getting control of herself, she pulled aside the shower curtain and reached for the bar of soap. He turned his head and giggled. "You're going to get all wet, Aunt Ruth."
She placed one hand on his shoulder and with the other started stroking his bare back with the soap, getting up a lather. Water sprayed over the front of her blouse and jeans.
I must be crazy, she thought. But the exciting arousal she was feeling was more than enough incentive for her to continue. She turned the bar of soap around in both hands, placed it back in its holder, and started washing his back and shoulders with both hands.
Her fingers followed the gentle curve of his backbone, down to his boyishly slim young buttocks. His ass cheeks hollowed out when she placed her hands on them. She felt the boy leaning against her, and she thought that she could hear his breath quickening. It had suddenly grown very silent, except for the steady fall of water on the boy, matting down his blonde hair.
She wanted so much to reach around and cup his balls, but she forced herself not to. Not yet. She had to first see if the boy was willing. Otherwise, if she shocked him with her caressing movements, she could forget about ever having him.
"Feel good?" she asked, her voice sounding like a croak.
"Yes. Really nice." His voice sounded dreamy and far-away.
"You're right," Ruth said. "I am getting all wet. Maybe if I take my clothes off and get into the shower with you. Only if you promise not to peek."
He giggled. "Okay!" he said, evidently delighted with her suggestion.
Ruth quickly undressed, thinking. He doesn't seem to think this is abnormal in the least! It's too good to be true!
She stepped naked into the shower, her melon-shaped tits quivering, the large dark nipples very hard and pointed. She reached over his shoulder for the soap and continued washing his buttocks, reveling in the swirling sensations in her cunt, becoming hornier and hornier.
"Lean back so that I can wash your shoulders," she whispered.
He did as she asked and felt her nipples pressing into his back. He swallowed hard and looked down at himself. His cock was starting to uncoil like a snake. No! he thought. Don't become hard. What'll Aunt Ruth think?
Then he felt her hands reach down past his shoulders to his chest. Her tits were flattened against his back and her hot, quick breath fanned against his cheek. Lather streamed down his flanks and disappeared down the drain.
He knew something was wrong. Not exactly wrong, but not exactly right either. Why was she breathing so fast? It sounded like she had just run a long distance. He felt something scratching his ass cheeks. He realized with a start that it was her hair. Not the hair on her head of course, but the other hair. The curly hair, like he had around his cock.
But it felt as if she had much more hair there than he had. His cock was stiffening now and he felt himself blushing. His pulse quickened. He felt his knees turning to rubber.
"Your body is so soft," she whispered in his ear, her voice frightening him because it was stirring strange feelings in his loins. like when he felt before he masturbated, something he had been doing a lot of lately. Sometimes thinking, though he didn't like to admit this even to himself, of his aunt. Her tits. They were so big! And sometimes she didn't wear a bra and he could see her nipples!
The same nipples that were now digging into his back!
Suddenly he wanted to get out of the shower. Something was happening between him and his aunt-something he couldn't understand.
"You don't mind if I wash more than just your back, do you, sweetheart?"
"No," he gulped, realizing that his cock was as hard as a rock now. Jeez, he thought. What's going to happen now. I feel so weak all of a sudden. I want to jerk off! It feels so good to have Aunt Ruth's body pressing against me! With water falling down on us. And she has no clothes on! We're both naked ... and ... and...
His mind seemed to go suddenly blank. He felt her hand on his tits.
"You're such a handsome young boy," she whispered.
"Aunt Ruth," he croaked, unable to finish. "What, baby? What?"
"You're the most beautiful ... woman ... I've ever seen ... much prettier than Mom ... than ... than anyone..."
Then it happened. He felt his heart beating fast as she ran her palm up and down the hard, thick shape of his cock. He heard his aunt gasp. Then she cupped his balls and gave them a squeeze and he thought he was going to hit the ceiling.
"Jeez!" he gasped, his head falling back on her shoulder, water spraying on his face.
She started stroking his cock, and he was finding it difficult to stand up.
"You're even bigger than I thought!" she exclaimed. She pressed her cheek against his and peered down the front of his body, her eyes becoming wide as saucers. She smiled broadly, her tongue sweeping over her lips.
"Your cock is so incredibly big," she gasped. "It must be ... nine or ten inches long. And thick as hell too! And what balls. Mmmmmm. Hairless and well hung. Ohhh God, John. We must. We must!"
"What, Aunt Ruth?" he whispered, feeling heat in his cock shaft as she started fisting him, his mushroom-shaped cock head swelling to over twice its normal size in her hand.
"Do you love me?" she asked, spinning him around. She lifted her tits, offering them to him. His eyes grew wide. Then he looked down and saw her dark bushy triangle. He moaned.
"Do you love me?" she repeated. "Yes, you know I do. Aunt Ruth I don't ... I mean ... you and me ... I don't...."
"It's alright, sweetheart." She looked down at his cock, and reached down to stroke it, pressing John against the tiled wall. "Aunt Ruth..."
"Touch my tits," she said. "You want to, don't you? I've seen you looking at them. Let's be honest with each other, John. You're a big boy now. You have needs. You've stroked yourself like I'm doing now, haven't you?"
He nodded, eyelashes fluttering.
"You know how good it feels when you cum, when you seed spurts out of your cock."
He had never heard her talk like this before. It excited him. He was afraid of shooting his load into her hand and humiliating himself. He nodded again, unable to speak.
"You're a virgin."
"Yes," he managed to whisper.
"It's time you had your first experience with a woman. Since we love each other so much, why not share that experience together?"
At first he didn't understand. Then the realization of what his aunt was suggesting hit him like a sledgehammer. "You mean ... you and me ... doing it?"
"Let's go into my bedroom, Johnny. Your cock is so hard and ready. You want to make love with me, don't you?"
"But ... it's not right ... I mean you're my aunt ... I don't understand ... I'm scared." He whimpered like a frightened puppy.
She put her arms around him and her tit pressed against his face. "There's nothing wrong with it if we both want it to happen."
He was finding it difficult to breathe.
"You want it to happen, don't you? I'll be so gentle, Johnny. Make you feel so good ... I need to feel your cock inside me ... I need someone, baby. Please."
He couldn't resist. The throbbing in his cock increased alarmingly. It felt as if his cock were going to shoot off from his body. His hand fell to her thigh. She placed hers over it and pressed his palm against her pussy mound.
He moaned and felt weak-knead again. She had to help him up. She spread her legs and guided his forefinger into her moist slit. He felt the slickness of her inner pussy and bit his lower lip.
"Let's go into my bedroom," she repeated.
"Yes. Yes, please..."
Dripping wet, they climbed out of the shower. She took his hand and led him down the hall. He started to shiver uncontrollably, not from the sudden change in temperature, but because he was frightened. He didn't know what was going to happen next. He was a naive young boy, and wasn't even versed in the physical mechanics of sex. He suddenly felt embarrassed and ashamed.
As if reading his thoughts, Ruth said. "Don't be afraid. I'll help you. I know it's your first time. I'll make it very special for you, my sweet." Her voice, as excited as it was, consoled him. He couldn't take his eyes from her body. She truly was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And the first woman he had seen completely naked.
After shutting off the air conditioner in her room and opening the window above her bed, she turned to face her startled young nephew. His cock had turned limp. It was obvious that he was very nervous. She sat on the edge of her bed and motioned for him to sit beside her.
She put her arm around him and whispered in his ear, "There's no need to tremble like that. You're acting as if we're complete strangers. I thought our relationship was much more special than that."
"It is," he said in a barely audible voice.
She cupped his chin and turned his head so that he was facing her. She smiled at his nervous expression and pressed her hot lips against his, her eager tongue disappearing in his mouth.
His eyes widened with surprise, but he didn't resist her. Instead, he relaxed and closed his eyes, feeling her hand on his naked thigh. He returned her tongue-kisses and felt his cock becoming hard again very quickly.
"I want to taste you first," she whispered between wet kisses. "You're too excited to fuck yet. You'll cum inside me too quickly. First cum in my mouth. Then you'll be in better control of yourself the second time."
"Yes," he whispered back. Yes ... yes." Her voice was spellbinding. It drifted over his senses like morning fog.
"You are a beautiful young boy," she moaned, pressing him back on the bed. "Just relax and let me make you feel good. Your aunt knows what's good for her little Johnny."
His heart still pounding unmercifully, he lay back and felt her lips on his neck. His toes curled and uncurled. He reached out and fondled her tits, and she smiled encouragingly. Then her lips and tongue traveled down the length of his body. Beads of water and sweat rolled down his flanks, wetting the bedspread.
His body twitched as her tongue trailed down to his navel, drilling into the indentation, leaving in its wake a glistening trail of saliva. He didn't know what to do with his hands. He wanted to feel her cunt. It was so hot and wet and exciting, but it was out of reach the way her body was now curled around his.
Instead, he continued playing with her tits, feeling her dark nipples, making her groan and liking the sound and knowing that he was exciting her too. It gave him a feeling of power. It was hard to lay still. He wanted to jump up and dance around the room!
She cupped his balls and lifted them in her palm, feeling their cum-filled weight. She caressed the hairless globes, running her fingertips along the adolescent wrinkles and squeezing, feeling the inner sacs moving in their sea of boy jism.
His cock was hard now, aching for her touch.
She began stroking his thick shaft, feeling the cock veins engorging with blood. She loved the sheer perfection of his tool. It was like a sculptured piece of fine art. The domed prick head was shiny and pale, though it was turning slightly darker, an almost purplish color, as she alternately squeezed and stroked his cock.
So big, she thought. So fucking big! Her cunt ached for the feel of it slipping into her, but she could wait. The waiting would make the moment of penetration all the more intense and pleasurable.
She ran her hand up and down his smooth, lean thighs. She could feel his excitement growing as he tweaked her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She bent her head down, at the same time raising aloft his thick young member.
Her tongue darted out like a snake, circling around his penis head. His piss slit opened and she drilled her tongue-tip into it, hearing his deep-throated moan and feeling his legs jerk slightly against her side. She gripped the bottom half of his nine-inch cock and opened her mouth.
He felt her hot breath on his tool as she took the upper half of it into her mouth.
"Ohh wow," he gasped, feeling his whole body sinking like a dead weight into the mattress.
Her saliva oozed out of the corner of her mouth and ran down the impressive length of his member, pooling among his sparce golden-colored pubic hairs before dripping from his balls onto the bedcover.
He pressed down on her head, encouraging her to swallow his entire shaft. She did this gradually, breathing through her nostrils and trying not to gag. He was enormous! And he seemed to be thickening even further once he was firmly between her hot lips.
"Ohh Auntie, it feels so good! I've never felt anything like it before. I can feel it already..."
Her head bobbed up and down, his shaft glistening with her warm saliva. She managed to take his entire cock into her mouth until her lips were engulfing his balls.
He started to squirm, a smile spreading across his face. Sweat dotted his forehead and formed a film over his body. His hand went up and down her back, feeling the curved outline of her spine. He watched her tits swinging slightly as she sucked him harder. And faster. Building up an arousing rhythm that soon had him writhing with pleasure.
"I love the feel of your lips on my cock. Ohh, I can't tell you how good it feels." He groaned softly, then arched his back. Then he started to breathe faster, legs and arms jerking convulsively.
Ruth could feel the pressure building in his shaft. She fondled his balls, rolling them around in her palm, kneading them like lumps of bread, feeling the excitement building in her loins.
He started to whimper.
She sucked even harder. Droplets of watery pre-cum emerged from his piss hole. She tasted these first aromatic indications of the frothy, thick cum she would shortly be swallowing. Saliva filled her mouth and she clamped her lips like suction cups over his cock and really went to work on him, her head becoming a mere blur as it raced up and down.
A look of alarm flashed across the boy's ace as if something truly awesome was about to happen to him. He had never felt the pressure, the burning that he was now experiencing. His whole body started to tremble violently. It felt as if his cock were about to split right in half.
Jeez, he thought frantically. It was never like this when I jerked off! It feels like my cum is going to blast a hole through the back of her throat!
He started to sit up, eyes wide, but instead, he fell back, squealing aloud and arching his back, his belly muscles flexing.
"Shit!" he said between tightly-clenched teeth.
Then he exploded in his aunt's mouth, crying out in ecstasy.
Ruth nearly choked as his thick, steaming seed flew into her mouth, splashing sharply against the roof of her mouth. She swallowed wad after precious wad, reveling in the sweet and sour taste of his delicious jism. So fresh! She continued sucking, pining for more of his lusty boy-cream.
The pleasure thrill was almost unbearably keen for the fourteen-year-old boy. Words couldn't convey the sheer intensity of his pleasure. He moaned and moaned, his body twisting and turning.
He grabbed fistfuls of the bed cover while his head turned furiously to and fro. His eyes were screwed tight and it looked almost as if he were in pain, but, in reality, it was pleasure so hot, so ecstatic. He could feel himself being transported to another world, another universe!
He opened his legs wide and she pressed the flat of her middle finger between his quivering buttocks, against his puckered red ass-hole. This suddenly intensified his pleasure until he nearly threw himself and his aunt off the bed. Her finger didn't enter his ass-hole. It just pressed against the rectal opening.
When his last wad of fuck sauce had been emptied into Ruth's mouth he lay still, though his chest heaved up and down as he filled his lungs with air. His aunt let his still-hard cock fall from her lips and slap softly against his belly. She ran her tongue over her sperm-stained lips and smiled down at her young nephew.
He opened his eyes and looked up at her, meeting her smile with a weak grin of his own. He shook his head and stretched, throwing his hands up over his head.
"Wow!" he said, giggling. "That was incredible! Aunt Ruth, you're terrific! No one's ever made me feel like that before. I never thought I could feel like that until just now!"
Then his eyes lowered to her bush.
He sat up and said, "I want to give you as much pleasure as you've just given me, Auntie. And ... and I want to taste you too. Can I?"
Ruth smiled. "Of course, my sweet. I'd like nothing better before we fuck. I'm so hot for you now I can hardly stand it!"
She lay beside him and spread her legs.
He positioned himself so that he was pressed warmly against her side. Then he started kissing her tits and she ran her fingers through his thick blonde hair, encouraging his lips and tongue to go quickly to her burning sex.
He was fascinated by the size and shape of her breasts. He sucked on her nipples like candy, rejoicing in her moans and feeling that new sense of power because he was making her feel this way. Sex and a woman's body had never particularly held an interest for him before, but now that he was experiencing first hand what before he only heard talked about by the older, supposedly more experienced older boys at school, it was a whole new world for him, full of exciting sensations.
The mere touch of his fingers and lips and tongue on his beautiful aunt's voluptuous body was awe-inspiring.
He felt his cock pressing against her upper thigh as his lips and tongue traveled down her belly to her pubic bush. He licked her wiry dark hairs, tasting her sweat and the more pungent taste of what he knew must be the wetness he had felt in the shower when she forced his middle finger up inside her cunt.
His heart started to pound again. She felt his trembling fingers opening her cunt. He turned his head and looked into her twat, gasping with delight. He wondered what the tear-shaped button was that was hanging down just inside her slit.
Gingerly, he let his tongue roll over her vulva, then her labia, touching and tasting her pussy as she moaned louder, opening her legs as wide apart as she could.
"Yes," she sighed. "My sweet little boy! You're learning so quickly. Yes, that's it ... ohh my God that feels good ... yes ... against my clit ... that's it, sweetheart ... mmmm..."
His tongue cupped under her clit button and caressed it lovingly. Ruth nearly hit the ceiling.
"What's that?" he asked, pausing to kiss her cunt lips, his middle finger slipping slowly in and out of her cunt.
"My clitoris. It's the most sensitive part of my pussy. It's like the head of your penis. Concentrate on it. Lick it. Yes ... yes! Suck it too! Ohh sweet Christ, you're wonderful!"
The tip of his tongue danced inside her honey hole. He felt her pussy muscles tugging on it and his loins sparked at the thought of what it would feel to have his cock tugged at like that.
Ruth reached down and stroked his hard cock as he continued tonguing her out. He loved the taste of her cunt juice, which was now flowing like a river into his mouth. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed eagerly. The more he played with her clitoris the more juice he tasted.
He couldn't believe this was actually happening to him. That he was in bed with his beautiful aunt, eating out her cunt. What would Mom and Dad say? he wondered, smiling to himself. He wondered if they did this together in bed at night.
"Oh you're wonderful ... yes ... incredible ... mmm ... arghhh! More ... harder
... go to it baby! I can feel it mounting ... almost there! So quickly ... so good ... yes ... yessss!"
The words poured as quickly out of her mouth as her fuck sauce flowed out of her pussy.
He was becoming excited too, her mounting excitement communicating itself like an electric current through his body as she caressed his hard tool and cried out and writhed sensually against him.
That feeling of power over another human being increased, and made him want to jump up and shout out the window to the world what was happening between him and his aunt, something special and daring which he knew would have to be kept a secret between them.
He wished it didn't have to be so. But it was a small price to pay for the pleasure he was both receiving and giving!
"My sweet little suck-boy," she howled, arching her back and reaching a tumultuous orgasm, splashing the youngster's face with her sticky fuck sauce. She bounced up and down on the bed, screaming with pleasure. He had to hold her down so that he could continue tonguing her out, concentrating, as she insisted, on her swollen clit.
He stopped only after she had climaxed twice again.
"Oh God," she repeated, catching her breath. "God, oh God..."
"Was it good?" he asked, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
"Jesus, yes! Even my husband could never make me feel like that. You're a very special young man. My little man. All mine." She clutched him to her, feeling his pulsating hard on against her thigh.
"Now it's time," she whispered. She made it sound so ominous! He swallowed hard, tasting her sauce in his mouth. Suddenly, he felt nervous again.
"I'll help you," she said, combing her fingers through his sweat-streaked hair. "But so far you don't seem to need my help!"
She spread her legs and told him to position himself between them. He lay stiffly on top of her, his cock parting her cunt lips.
Does it actually go inside? he wondered. Or do I just rub it against her? Please, I do need your help, Auntie. Tell me what to do!
She reached under his belly and took firm hold of his cock.
"Don't be nervous," she whispered, the fingers on his cock shaft trembling. "Everything is going to be fine. Once you're inside me, everything will be alright."
So it does go inside her cunt! he thought with relief.
"Come forward a little," she instructed her inexperienced nephew. "I'll guide your cock inside me. I can cum just holding it!"
Relax, he said to' himself. Take it one step at a time.
His heart pounded in anticipation of the soft, wet hot feel of her inner cunt. He pressed forward, her hand on his tool, and he felt his cock head entering her portal of pleasure. He gasped with delight.
Then Ruth's young nephew, in his growing excitement, lurched forward and sent all nine inches of his hard cock all the way into her pussy. Ruth's eyes shot wide open and she arched her back and cried out.
"Auntie, are you okay?" he asked, feeling her cunt muscles gripping his tool.
"Ohhhh Lord you're big! So big, but it feels so good. It's been so long since I felt a cock inside me, and never one as thick and long as yours. Never!"
She wrapped her legs around his slim waist and he pressed down on her, her tits flattening against his chest.
Now what? he asked himself in alarm.
"Now go in and out with your prick just like you did with your finger," she gasped, her eyeballs rolling in their sockets.
Of course! he thought. How stupid I am!
But at first, he was too eager. He pulled his cock all the way out of her pussy and she had to help reinsert him, which didn't bother the horny woman in the least. She reveled in the solid piece of boy fuck meat between her thighs.
"Now fuck me," she moaned. Fuck me, Johnny. Fuck me to death!"
He started the rhythmic motions, jerky and awkward at first, but gradually becoming more proficient until he had her climbing the walls in ecstasy. His cock, now thoroughly greased with her hot cunt sauce, slid effortlessly in and out of her hole. She tightened her hold around his waist to further increase the tightness of her passage, which in turn intensified her pleasure as he fucked her faster and faster.
He sucked on her nipples, first one then the other, as he reared up and slammed back down, sending his cock deep into her haven of pleasure. His balls slapped loudly against her crotch, tickled by her wiry cunt hairs, as he pounded the life out of her, giving her his all.
The tension steadily built inside his balls. He grimaced, trying to hold back the liquid fire threatening to shoot up his cock shaft like mercury in a thermometer.
Not so fast, he said to himself. Can't cum so quickly ... not yet!
But when Ruth started humping back at him, locking them into a precise fuck rhythm, her cunt muscles caressing his hardness unmercifully, Johnny couldn't hold back any longer. The sensations were just too intense, the realization of him actually fucking this beautiful woman was too arousing.
He lurched forward as if being shoved from behind, and squealed like a little girl, his voice shattering like broken glass. His ass cheeks hollowed out as his back curved into a U-shape and his first sizzling hot fuck wad shot into Ruth's oozing cunt.
The sheer force of his initial cum explosion nearly threw the woman off the bed. And it coincided with her own approaching orgasm. They clutched one another, both of them shaking, moaning and screaming in ecstasy.
Ruth's mouth opened to form a wide O, but nothing came out. Her eyes bugged out of her head and she arched her back, lifting the boy up as if he weighed nothing. He continued pounding forcefully into her, his fuck wads oozing out of the corners of her twat.
John simply couldn't believe what he was now experiencing could be so much more pleasurable than his previous orgasm. But it was!
Ruth experienced rapid-fire multiple orgasms, each one more intense than its predecessor. She started to moan, then cry out. Her fingernails raked down the boy's back, leaving red welts in their wake. But the fourteen-year-old youngster didn't seem to notice. He just kept pounding away, slamming his penis into her again and again and again.
He whimpered like a baby as she pressed her hand down on his flushed cheek, forcing his head to nestle between her tits. She looked down the slim length of his sweat-glistening body, at his quivering young buttocks and gripped his ass cheeks with both hands, keeping him deep inside her even after he had completely spent himself.
It took them a few minutes to catch their breaths. The boy's cock remained inside her and was still rock hard. He started to get up, but she told him to stay still. Then she started to gyrate her hips and he copied her slow, languid body tempo, wondering if he could cum again so quickly.
He had often jerked off several times in a row, but none of the orgasms he had experienced by his own hand had ever been like the one which had just ripped through him like a tornado.
But after a few minutes, he could feel the familiar tingling sensation starting anew, and he knew that he would have no trouble cumming again. And probably again after that!
Her moans filled his ears, prompting him to quicken his cock strokes. And, in turn, her body motions became more frenzied. He bit into her shoulder and she groaned in delight, nibbling on his earlobe and whispering to him.
"Fuck me hard," she whispered. "So hard your cock will fall off!" She giggled. "God, I think I'm going crazy. My whole body is drifting upward! You're beautiful! You see, there was nothing at all to worry about. You're doing just fine, my precious!"
"I'll try to make it longer this time," he whispered, licking the length of her neck.
"Your hard cock is enough. It feels like a tree trunk inside me! I've never felt a cock like it. In a few years you'll be hung like a stallion!"
"Your cunt is so hot ... so juicy ... so tight ... I love it!"
Then their words suddenly stopped as the boy picked up his tempo and let his ecstatic aunt have all nine inches of his cock, faster than before. It was like lightening bolts were being thrust into her.
Their sweating, writhing bodies moved on her bed, the bedsheets becoming entangled around them. A light, but humid breeze drifted in through the open window above them, raising goose bumps on the boy's back.
Suddenly, Ruth turned over and John found himself positioned below Ruth. She then sat up, straddling his thighs, his cock spearing her. He looked up, his hands reaching to grab hold of her swinging tits. John couldn't stop grinning.
"Like this, huh?" his aunt panted, her dark hair falling down over his wrists as he played with her nipples. She felt weak and vulnerable, hunching over his body, but continuing to lift herself up and down, his cock slamming into her cuntal depths.
The youngster looked down and watched his prick slice through her pussy like soft butter. Each time she rose, his cock appeared, looking thicker than it ever had before. Her cunt would blossom outward like a red flower and her fuck sauce would stream down his cock.
He humped back up at her and she moaned louder, her head swaying to and fro.
His balls tightened and he knew he was about to explode again. But it was taking longer this time, even without much effort on his part to control himself.
He was proud of his endurance, and at the intense pleasure the prolonged hardness of his cock was giving his aunt. Her body was so white against his tanned flesh. The contrast of color excited him.
He humped her faster. And harder. She began to sob. It frightened him at first, thinking he was hurting her. But she assured him quite the opposite was true. He was giving her more pleasure than she had ever experienced before.
After many more minutes, minutes which seemed like hours, the boy's upward thrusts intensified until Ruth thought that he was going to have a stroke.
Finally, Ruth burst into tears, throwing her head back and howling in ecstasy. That was the last straw for the adolescent. He grabbed her flanks and shot upward, his cock completely inside her streaming slit.
A blinding jolt of electricity shot up his cock shaft and exploded inside Ruth's pussy. John clenched his teeth and wailed like an animal in heat. Fireworks went off before his eyes. His cock sizzled as if it were being cooked over an open fire.
And Ruth's loins burned until she thought she could smell her flesh sizzling. Sweat poured off them, and Ruth collapsed on the boy as his cock jerked convulsively inside her, pouring his fuck sauce into her steaming cunt channel.
Then, as quickly as it had begun, it was over. Ruth lay panting atop her drained nephew, unable to move a muscle, barely able to breathe.
Only then did it actually dawn on her what she her fourteen-year-old nephew had been doing. She had both seduced him and taken his virginity, not to mention introducing the innocent youngster to facets of sexual pleasure he had never thought existed until now.
But she didn't feel guilty or ashamed. Only relieved. Her many months of self-imposed chastity were over. And, in the bargain, she had given the boy she had come to think of as her son both pleasure and mature guidance. Why shouldn't I be his first lay? she mused, realizing the boy had fallen fast asleep beside her. Ruth smiled and gently, lovingly, kissed her nephew's soft cheek, which was still flushed with the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. She then sighed and closed her eyes and fell into a deep satisfying sleep herself.