Chapter 3
Tommy didn't really expect to have sex with his lovely Aunt Sarah, but the boy was always delighted - as well as excited - by going to her house.
She was sultry and sexy and uninhibited. She talked dirty and she asked him naughty questions about his girlfriends and if he had ever gone all the way. And she was always sprawling around so that Tommy was able to look up her skirt or down the front of her blouse - and the boy had a pretty good idea that his aunt was deliberately giving him those glimpses.
So it was no wonder that he got a hard-on as soon as he found out where his mother was sending him.
He maintained that hard-on as he pedaled his bicycle over to her house. His cock was standing out in his denim jeans like a second crossbar on his bike, and his bloated balls were jammed painfully in the saddle.
He dismounted and left the bike by her porch and went up to the door. He was perfectly well aware that his boner was prominent and noticeable, and normally he would have been embarrassed to have anyone see it. But with his free-spirited and cock-teasing Aunt Sarah, he didn't mind at all. If she commented, as she figured she would, he might blush - -but he would grin, as well.
Sarah opened the door before he rang the bell, obviously expecting his arrival. She was wearing a silken negligee: that clung to her gorgeous curves and, through the semi-transparent fabric, showed the dark rings of her areolas, the perky peaks of her tit tips and the shadowed vee of her luxuriant, curly cunt bush.
Sarah looked quite a bit like her sister - Tommy's mother - and that only made the boy more excited, stimulated his dark desire for forbidden fruit.
Sarah took the book he had brought and put it down on a hall table without even glancing at it. Instead, she stared at Tommy's big cock-bulge. A sly smile turned up the corners of her sultry and sensual lips.
Tommy blushed slightly, as he had expected to, but he returned her gaze boldly and apprais-ingly. Her nipples were as stiff as his prick, standing out saucily in the silken robe. She had one hip thrust out and her naked thigh was arched out from the negligee.
"Come in, Tommy," she said, in her husky voice.
She turned, leading him into the front room. He watched her heart-shaped ass swing like a pendulum, the crack between her ass cheeks showing through the sheer silk.
In the front room, she turned to face him.
"I see you brought more than a book," she said, teasingly, looking at his crotch again.
"It's 'cause you're so sexy, Aunt Sarah,'' he replied, matching her bantering tone and determined not, to become flustered and uncomfortable.
She raised her eyebrows.
"Me?" she said, feigning modesty.
"Sure," he said, grinning. "I always get a boner when I think about you."
"Oooooh - how exciting! Do you - " she paused, fluttering her eyelashes demurely. "Do you ever think about me when you're jerking off?"
Now the boy blushed deeply, not wanting to speak of such things as jerking off. He hesitated for an instant, wanting to act as worldly as his uninhibited aunt.
"Yeah," he croaked.
"How very flattering, Tommy," she replied.
Despite his firm resolve to seem at ease, the youth was squirming around - and his cock had begun to hammer savagely in his tight jeans, as if it were trying to tear through the fabric, or burn its way through the denim like a welder's torch. His cum-bags were so swollen that it felt as if he had a basketball between his thighs.
Sarah sat down on the couch and gestured for Tommy to sit beside her. He did so eagerly, looking forward to a session of tantalizing talk.
He didn't expect more.
"Tell me - what do you think about?" she coaxed.
"Well - errrrr - "
"Do you think about fucking me, Tommy?" the brazen lady prompted him.
He nodded, flushed and sweating, his Adam's apple running up his throat like a gong.
"And my mouth? Hummm? Does the naughty young man think about Aunt Sarah's mouth?"
Tommy's lips formed the affirmative, but he didn't know if he actually spoke or not. So much blood was rushing in his ears that he felt deaf.
"You're going to have to jack off soon, aren't you? You need to empty your balls."
"I'm - I'm pretty horny," he confessed.
Aunt Sarah tilted her pretty face and eyed him in a bewitching manner. Her eyes glinted with speculation and the tip of her tongue slid across her lips.
"I'd love to see it, Tommy - I'd love to watch you when you beat off," she rasped.
Tommy gulped. This was more than he had bargained for! Was she serious or simply mocking him? Suppose he started to beat his meat and she laughed scornfully?
But Aunt Sarah was more than just a cock-teaser.
"Will you do it, Tommy? Will you let me watch you jerk your prick and shoot?" She stared at him and, seeing he was uncertain and needed further prompting, added: "I'll let you look at my tits, if you like. Or my cunt, even. If you like to think about me when you jack off, just imagine how good it will be to look at me - and have me look at you."
"Jeez!" he gasped, trembling like a vibrator.
"Take your cock out, Tommy," she urged him.
Looking into his eyes, Sarah drew the front of her negligee open. Tommy thought he was going to faint. So much blood had rushed into his hard-on that the youth was light-headed with lust, dizzy with desire.
Aunt Sarah arched her back, thrusting her plump tits out towards him. Her nipples were standing like little pink rockets ready to be launched.
She cupped the heavy tit globes, lifting them and holding them together, deepening the cleavage. Her thumbs switched back and forth against the nipples.
Tommy's hand crept down to his crotch.
Aunt Sarah parted her shapely thighs and tilted her crotch up so the boy could stare at her pussy. Her cuntlips were open in a wide oval, her pussy slot flooded with cream. Her clit stuck out like a post in a swamp. Cunt juice was trickling down into the crack of her ass.
"Holy shit!" Tommy muttered, in awe.
His gaze was glued to her groin and his nostrils flared as he breathed in the heated aroma of her aroused fuck-hole.
He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the waist band of his jeans. He took the clasp of his zipper and hesitated. But his aunt was already showing him her naked body, and there was no reason to be ashamed or inhibited.
Tommy yanked the zipper down.
He wasn't wearing any underwear and as his fly gaped open his cock shot out like a coiled spring.
"Oooooh!" Aunt Sarah whimpered.
Like his father, Tommy had a huge prick with a bulging knob atop a long, fat stalk. A thick, dark vein rippled up the underside of his cockshaft. He reached into his fly and hauled his balls out too, baring all of his sex tackle. Then he drew his hand out of the way, letting his aunt admire his naked prick.
She looked fascinated, her lovely face turning to a mask of lust. Her dark eyes narrowed and her tongue slid across her full, moist lips.
"Ahhhh - you're so big!" she sighed.
Tommy felt a surge of pride and vanity. He pumped his prick muscles, making his prick throb. The cockhead ballooned, the dark vein pulsed, his balls swelled more.
Aunt Sarah went cross-eyed as she gazed in at his cock-knob. That meaty slab was flaring out like the head of a hooded cobra.
Aunt Sarah moved a hand down to her crotch. She rested her palm on the curly-haired shelf of her cunt mound and dipped her fingers into her gash, spreading her cuntlips and brushing her swollen clit.
A glob of pre-cum squeezed from his piss hole and ran down his slick cock-knob, sluggish as quicksilver. It trickled on down his cockstalk, tracing along the vein.
"Jerk off, Tommy - and you can watch me finger-fuck myself while you do it," Sarah whispered huskily.
Tommy felt helpless, a pawn in her hands. He folded his fist around his iron-hard cock and frigged up and down very slowly. His foreskin rolled up over his cock-knob like a fleshy carpet as he pulled up, then skinned back as he pumped down towards his balls, making his cockhead flare out in a throbbing purple slab.
More cock-lube bubbled from his piss slit and dribbled down his prick. His fist skimmed up and down fluidly on the greasy lubrication.
As he stroked his prick, he stared into Aunt Sarah's crotch. She was slowly pushing three fingers into her fuck-hole and flicking her thumb against her clit.
Tommy started to beat his meat faster.
But then Aunt Sarah drew her hand out of her crotch and reached out. She took him by the wrist and pulled his hand off his cock. It was almost humming like a tuning fork as it towered from his loins.
"Let me do it for you," she said.
"Oh, yeah!" Tommy enthused, hardly able to believe this was really happening.
He wondered if he was still at home in his bed, having a wet dream.
Aunt Sarah cupped his balls in her palm - and the boy knew it was no dream as he felt that solid contact. She squeezed him tenderly, feeling his cum-load bubbling in his balls as they lay heavily in her hand.
"God - you're so full," she whimpered. "Let Aunt Sarah empty you, darling."
Her hand slid up from his balls and she folded her fist around his cockshaft. She could barely span the breadth in her grip.
The wanton woman looked awestruck by her nephew's big fucker. His prick was so taut that she could have used it to play a violin. .The promiscuous woman loved teenaged boys, but she had never encountered one with a cock as huge or as rock-hard as Tommy's - and the fact that he was her own nephew only embellished the thrill.
She held his cock at the root, not stroking, feeling the stalk pound violently in her palm.
Tommy was desperate to cum.
"Jerk me off, Aunt Sarah! Beat me off!" he begged. "My balls are gonna fucking blow up!"
But now that she had that spectacular cocklance in her hand, Aunt Sarah was thinking that it would be a shame to waste his hot, thick cum-load on a hand-job.
She gazed into his face searchingly, batting her silken lashes up and down.
"Have you ever had a blow-job, Tommy?" she purred.
"Ohhhhh - no, I - I - you gonna suck my prick? Oh, jeeeeez! Suck my cock, Aunt Sarah!"
Sarah was licking her lips hungrily. She leaned over his lap, gazing down like a glutton at a banquet table, inhaling the musky aroma of his hot cockmeat and the tangy fragrance of his pre-cum.
She was drooling, her mouth filling with saliva and her hot tongue sizzling in that slobber. She pursed her lips and blew on his cockhead.
His prick bucked violently and more pre-cum seeped from the cleft. The purple slab was drenched with frothy spillage.
The potent youth hadn't cum yet, but his piss hole had already dribbled out damned near as much jizz as an average guy shot on a climax.
"I'm gonna suck you off, Tommy," she moaned. "I wanna drink your cum - "
He groaned and his cock bucked like a bronco, damned near throwing her hand off the cockstalk.
"Aunt Sarah is hungry for your hot, thick fuck-juice," she panted, tantalizing him with pillow talk. "You can use my mouth for a cunt."
"Yeah - yeah! Ohhhhh!" the boy gasped.
Sarah pushed her fist down, skinning his vibrant cockhead out in a flaring wedge. Her head sank down and her lapper slid out. She licked the tip of his prick-knob lightly, then drew back, savoring that first taste on her tongue.
"Yummy," she sighed.
Ducking over him again, she began to, lave his ballooning cockhead with her tongue, bathing the bulging slab with saliva. She licked up his pre-cum and dipped her lapper into his piss hole, then swirled it around the cockhead.
She raised her face and parted her lips, pushing her tongue out so that the boy could see his jizz running around on the pink lapper meat. Then she smiled and, with her mouth open, tilted her head back. Her delicate throat pulsed as she swallowed his cock slime.
She dove down and tongued his prick-knob some more, lovingly and lavishly. Tommy stared down in awe, watching her lapper slide on his purple cock-knob and his creamy pre-cum ooze onto her tongue. Her mouth was like magic. Tommy had longed for a blow-job for ages - and the fact that his first one was being given him by his sexy Aunt Sarah increased the thrill with the charm of incest.
Her tongue went up and down, lapping his cockmeat,then she showed him her tongue and lips, streaked with the goo. She was in no hurry to milk him off .The best part of sucking cock was the instant when a prick exploded in her mouth, to be sure. But Aunt Sarah was enjoying his cockmeat so much that she wanted to linger over a lovely long licking and sucking session before she drank her creamy reward.
Her saliva trickled down his cockshaft. She dipped lower and lapped her own spit back up from his throbbing cock rod. Then she went lower still and began to lick his balls. Her tongue slurped all over the bloated ball-sacs and she sucked on them, savoring the flavor of ballmeat as a sort t of side dish, along with the main course-of cockmeat and the dessert of his jizz.
She flattened her lapper at the base of his cockshaft and drew it slowly up to the cock-knob, fluttering it against the sensitive spot where his cock crown flared from his prickshaft.
Ribbons of cock-lube poured down his prick. Aunt Sarah lapped the stuff up as it slid down his cockstalk. Her nimble, talented tongue flashed and slurped. She bathed his balls with saliva, drooled onto his cockhead, licked up his cockshaft. Her tongue danced on his pricktip.
She had used only her tongue so far.
Now it was time to suck.
Sarah kissed the tip of his seeping cockhead, then let her lips part around it and took the slippery slab into her mouth.
Tommy jerked violently as he felt his hot cock-knob enveloped in her wet maw.
"Yeah - suck it, Aunt Sarah!" he rasped.
"Ummmm!" she purred, nursing on his prick-knob.
Her lips were unpeeled around his thick stalk, collaring that rod just below the cockhead. Her tongue ws flashing against the underside of his prickhead as she sucked on it hungrily.
She began to bob up and down, feeding more cockmeat into her face on every stroke.
Tommy humped up to meet her, fucking into her face in a frenzy. He placed a hand behind her bobbing head, but just held it there. There was no need to coax or guide Aunt Sarah - she knew just what she was doing.
She bobbed her head down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel. His cock vanished to the hilt in her sucking mouth. The boy gulped as he watched all of his long fucker disappear. His cockhead had fucked right down her throat. Her lips were plastered to the root of his cock like a suction cup and her chin was brushing on his balls.
She rose up and dove down again, fucking her face greedily on her nephew's delicious cockmeat.
"Unghhhhh!'' she gagged, as his cock-knob clogged her gorge, choking her.
But she took it gladly, then sighed as she pulled her mouth up, sucking through every precious inch of his prick.
She drew up until only the slab of his cockhead was in her lips and, speaking like a torch singer into a meaty microphone, she whispered: "Cum, darling - shoot in my mouth." She ducked down to his balls, then bobbed up again. "Slime for Aunt Sarah, you lovely boy - whitewash my tonsils - paint my fucking throat - feed me your jizz!"
Her head flew up and down and her nephew slogged the cockmeat up into her face in a frenzy. His balls were so full now that they were swinging below his cock, slapping her under the chin and ballooning against her lips.
His smoldering cock-knob swelled massively.
"Ummmm - ummmm!" she whimpered, knowing that his cum-load was on the way.
"Cummin' - cummin' - drink it, Aunt Sarah!" Tommy gasped in a strangled voice.
His balls erupted volcanically and the jism came squirting up through the core of his cockshaft as her head bobbed down. The first creamy geyser of cum splashed in the back of her mouth and ran on down her throat.
He shot a second deluge of jizz out on the backstroke and the slime skimmed over her lap-per, driving his aunt's taste buds crazy with the succulence of that nephew nectar. Sarah had swallowed gallons of cock cream in her life, but this boy's incest oil was the sweetest cum she had known.
Her head kept bobbing up and down, and Tommy kept cumming as he sank in and again as he pulled out. His cum was as hot and as thick as condensed milk on the boil. She sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked. She was gulping his cum down greedily, but his cum-load overwhelmed her, shooting out faster than she could swallow it.
Cum overflowed her lips and spilled down both sides of her chin.
As soon as she drank a mouthful down, the boy filled her up again. Jizz jets hit the roof of her mouth, cum squirted into both cheeks and hosed her gullet. Her tongue was floating in a swamp of creamy cum.
"More - ulphhhh - don't stop - umpffff - keep cumming, Tommy - feed me all of it - " she gurgled, her words broken off as his prick fucked down her gullet.. Aunt Sarah was sputtering and gasping, gargling with his cum.
Finally, Tommy began to falter.
A last squirt of cum hit her tongue and he sank back on the couch, no longer humping. She kept pumping her mouth up and down his prick, milking out the dregs. When no more seepage trickled from his piss hole, she settled down to the hilt of his prick and nibbled lovingly.
His balls were loose and slack against her chin.
But his prick was still iron hard in her mouth and Aunt Sarah whimpered with joy, knowing that she was going to get lots more action from that young stud before this day was done.
She was, indeed.
And more, besides . . .