A cure for Stuttering — Con’t
My nephew education on eliminating his stuttering continues
“I know,” he says. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to attack her,” he smiles. “I’ll see you around midnight if you’re sure you want me to come up.”
“I’m sure,” I answer, anxious to hear how his first date goes and wanting to taste his cock again. “Now go!” I tell him, pushing him towards the door.
I don’t even know I’ve fallen asleep until I’m awakened by a knock on the door. The clock on my nightstand says it’s twelve-fifteen. Fuck! It’s probably Jeremy at the door.
“Hey,” I say opening the door with a big smile on my face. “How did it go?” I ask as he comes bursting into my apartment.
“It was so fucking great!” he says, wrapping his arms around my waist and twirling me around. “You won’t believe it!” he says, setting me back on the ground and hugging me. “I owe it all to you Aunt Sara!” he says.
“So tell me,” I say, as I lead him over to the couch. Just before he sits down, I notice the bulge in his pants and it’s as large as I’ve ever seen it.
“We went to the movie and when I asked her what she wanted to do afterwards, she invited me back to her house.” He’s talking fast, without a hint of stuttering. “I met her parents and then we went downstairs to play video games. Her basement is tricked out with a complete entertainment center; plasma TV, Playstation 3 and even a Wii!” he pauses and takes a breath.
“So, she sets up Guitar Hero III but lets it play in demo mode,” he smiles as he continues his story.
“You didn’t really want to play video games, did you?” she asked as she pulled me down next to her on the couch and wrapped her arms around my neck. I just shook my head as her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. We were kissing for a long time, when I pulled back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I glanced at the stairs, wondering if her parents will check on us.
“They won’t come down here,” she said, reading my thoughts. “I’m over eighteen and they trust me,” she smiled seductively.
“I don’t want to mess up on our first date,” I told her. “So if I’m going to fast…” Before I could get the rest of the words out she shook her head and helped me undo the rest of the buttons. She pulled her blouse open and I started massaging her tits through her bra as we started kissing again. I fumbled a little with the front clasp of her bra, but she helped me without breaking the kiss. Her tits aren’t as big as yours, but they were so soft I never wanted to stop touching them. She was moaning softly into my mouth as I played with her nipples. God, it felt so good to feel them harden between my fingers.”
Jeremy takes a breath and jumps back into his story.
“Moving my mouth down to her tit, I sucked her nipple into my mouth and gently nibbled on it like you showed me. She loved it! She was whispering my name, holding my head to her tit and rocking back and forth as I switched to the other nipple. After a while I pulled my face from her tit and looked in her eyes.”
“I’m still concerned about going too fast on a first date,” I whispered as I moved my hand under her skirt along her inner thigh. “Are we still okay?”
“Yes!” she whispered, spreading her legs apart and pulling my head back to her nipple. I couldn’t believe it! I was actually going to touch her pussy on our first date!
“Wait!” she said, pushing me away just as my fingers touched the crotch of her panties. Oh well, I was disappointed but I’d still gotten farther than I ever expected on a first date. But, you really won’t believe this part. She stood up, her blouse was hanging open, her bra was dangling at her sides and I got my first really good look at her firm round tits and her hard, pink nipples. My cock was bursting in my pants but she just smiled at me as she reached up under her skirt and stripped off her panties. Her face was flush when she sat back down and pulled me towards her.
“There,” she said, spreading her legs as far as her skirt would allow. “That’ll make things easier.” And it certainly did! I slid my hand back up and felt her hot, wet pussy waiting for me. I spread her lips and pushed two fingers inside of her using my thumb on her clit just like you taught me. We started kissing again as I finger fucked her, gently rubbing my thumb against her clit. She was moaning and sucking my tongue so hard I thought she’d suck it right off.” Jeremy is practically panting as he tells his story.
“She was on fire, Aunt Sara! I finger fucked her and she started bucking her hips off the couch, pushing against my hand until I could barely keep my thumb against her clit. She finally clamped her legs closed around my hand and broke the kiss to catch her breath.”
“Oh God, Jeremy!” she whispered between gasps for air. “That was so good!” she relaxed her legs and leaned back against the couch as I pulled my fingers from her dripping pussy. She smiled at me and reached over, wrapping her fingers around my hard-on through my pants.
“Your turn,” she said, turning towards me as she unbuckled my belt.
“Megan!” her mom called from the top of the stairs just as she was pulling down my zipper. “Time for Jeremy to go home and for you to go to bed,” her mom said.
“Okay!” she yelled back up the stairs and then looked at me sheepishly. “I’m so sorry!” she said. “I’ll make it up to you next time,” she whispered as she pulled my zipper back up. I refastened my belt as she pulled her panties back on and fastened her bra.
“I had a great time, Jeremy!” she said while she finished buttoning her blouse and straightening her skirt.
“So did I, Megan,” I told her, kissing her hard on the lips. “Thanks for a great evening!” As Jeremy was telling his story, I watched him shifting around on the couch trying to adjust his cock and get comfortable.
“Congratulations!” I tell him. “That’s one hell of a first date!” I say, smiling at him.
“Thank you for all your help,” he says, suddenly noticing the thin robe I’m wearing. “Um… Aunt Sara… you know how you said… that maybe… you’d… um… help me out… you know,” he says, nodding towards the bulge in his pants.
“You really do deserve it,” I tell him. “Only once, though,” I tell him as I kneel on the floor between his legs and start unfastening his belt.
“I can still smell her,” he says, sniffing his fingers.
“That’s just rude!” I laugh. “You don’t sniff one woman’s aroma while you’re asking another woman to blow you!”
“Oh God! I’m sorry, Aunt Sara,” he says, pulling his hand away from his face.
“I’m just kidding, Jeremy,” I laugh as I pull his pants and boxers down together, releasing his throbbing hard-on.
“So what do you think Megan meant when she said she’d make it up to you?” I ask him as I lick all around his engorged cockhead.
“Oh fuck!” he moans. “I don’t know… maybe a blowjob?” he says, pushing his cock against my mouth. “What do you think she meant?”
“Do you really want me talking right now?” I ask, wrapping my lips around his cock before he can answer.
“No, I guess not,” he laughs as he leans back and closes his eyes. He’s so worked up from his date with Megan that he doesn’t last very long. I bob my head up and down on his cock, swirl my tongue against it and stroke his balls with my hand. In less than five minutes I have a mouth full of cum.
“Ohmygod!” he moans. “You are the best, Aunt Sara!” he says, jerking more of his salty semen into my mouth before he falls back against the couch. He’s still semi-erect but I lick my lips and stand up.
“Time for me to go to bed and for you to go home,” I smile as he pulls up his pants. “Starting Monday, we better get you ready for your next date with Megan,” I whisper.
“What do you mean?” he asks.
“You need to know how to eat pussy, young man,” I tell him, kissing him on the mouth as I direct him towards the door. “And your Aunt Sara is just the person to teach you.”
“Really?” he asks, wide-eyed with excitement.
“We can’t disappoint Megan, can we?” I ask.
“I love you, Aunt Sara,” he says, pulling me into a tight embrace, sending shivers through my loins.
“I love you, too, Jeremy,” I say as I push him out the door. “Good night.”
When Jeremy arrives Monday afternoon, I have a diagram of a vagina that I borrowed from the hospital lying on the kitchen table. I figure we’ll start with a basic education and then move on to the real stuff later.
“This is dumb,” he says as I ask him to name the parts. “I know all this from Sex Ed and the other books I’ve read.” I’m losing patience with his cocky attitude and impulsively jump up from my chair.
“Okay smarty!” I say, unfastening my shorts and pulling them and my panties down in one motion. “Let’s see you name these parts,” I snap at him as I kick my shorts aside and hop up on the table in front of him.
“J-J-Jesus, Aunt S-S-Sara!” Jeremy says as I scoot my ass over and spread my legs in front of him.
“Just name the fucking parts, Jeremy!” I say, getting angry for no reason as I push my ass forward on the table. Okay, maybe there’s a reason but it has nothing to do with Jeremy.
“W-W-Why are you d-d-doing th-th-this?” he asks, looking into my eyes instead of my pussy. “His big, brown eyes searching mine for answers. I reach over and curl my fingers in his hair.
“Let’s forget the diagram and use the real thing,” I say, softening my voice. “Maybe it was kind of stupid. Do you think you can name the parts?” I smile, my legs still spread-eagle on the table.
“Sure,” he says hesitantly as he lowers his eyes. Placing his hands on my inner thighs, he pushes them slightly apart and I can feel the moisture building. “This is the labia,” he says, running his finger up the length of one side.
“Mmmmm,” I catch my breath as his touch sends shivers through my body. “The outer labia,” I correct him as I wait for his next touch.
“Right. Outer labia,” he says, continuing to trail his finger up one side and down the other. This is too weird! I can’t believe I’m sitting spread-eagle on my kitchen table with my nephew naming the parts of my pussy. I’m doing my best to hold still while his finger continues its exploration.
“This is the inner labia,” he says, spreading my lips apart and trailing his finger over the inner folds of my pussy.
“Yesssssss!” I exhale loudly through my teeth. Leaning back on my elbows, I close my eyes and enjoy the pleasurable sensations. “You’re doing well,” I breathe, spreading my legs a little farther apart. I wonder if this is what my sister had in mind.
“And this is the clit,” he says, barely touching it with the tip of his finger.
“Ohhhhhhhhh!” I moan as an electrifying jolt surges through my loins. Fuck! I’m so wet, I want him to eat me right here on the table.
“You seem to know the parts,” I say, my breath coming in short gasps. “But it’s not enough to be able to name them,” I tell him as I sit up and scoot off the table, leaving a moist streak on the surface.
“You have to be able to identify them in the dark,” I say, taking his hand and leading him into my bedroom.
“With your tongue,” I add, smiling as I pull my top over my head, exposing my aroused nipples.
“Like a soldier assembling his weapon blindfolded,” he smiles and starts to laugh.
“Exactly!” I laugh with him as I crawl up on my bed and feel the juices oozing from my overheated pussy. “Get undressed, Jeremy,” I whisper. “We’re going to start with your tongue, but we may work on your other weapon later,” I smile as I lie down on my back with my legs spread.
“Ohmygod!” he breathes as he tears his clothes off. Crawling up on the bed between my legs, he hesitates a second with his eyes darting between my face and my pussy. “You’re the best, Aunt Sara,” he says without stuttering as he lowers his face and extends his tongue.
“Ohhhhh! Yeah!” I cry as his warm, wet tongue touches the outer lips of my pussy. “The secret… to good pussy eating… is the teasing,” I tell him as my heart rate speeds up and my breathing becomes labored. “Lick all around before you plunge inside,” he does as he’s told, licking around the inner labia and driving me crazy.
“Just… like… that!” I pant as he seems to take forever to get his tongue near my fiery hole. “When you get to the clit..,” I add as I squirm around on the bed trying to align my pussy with his tongue. “Be gentle and lightly suck on it.” Fuck! He’s either done this before or he’s very intuitive.
“Like this?” he asks, flicking his tongue across my love knob.
“Ohhhhhhhh! Fuuuuuucccck!” I moan. “Just like that!” I exhale as he slips his tongue inside my pussy and laps at my flowing juices. Cupping my hands over my tits, I’m rocking my ass in rhythm with his tongue fucking. Every few strokes his tongue finds the tip of my clit sending an orgasmic rush through my body. I stop giving him instructions and just pull my knees up, spread my legs farther apart and soak up the pleasure.
“Ahhhhhhhhh Yeesssss!” I breathe as he sucks my clit into his mouth and gently flicks his tongue across it. “God! That feels so good!” I whisper as I push my pussy against his mouth. It does feel great but something’s missing.
“Put… your… fingers… in… me,” I pant, realizing that he’s only stimulating my clit. As good as that feels, it’ll feel better…. “Ohhhhh! Fuuuuuccck! That’s right!” I thrust my hips toward him as he slides what feels like two fingers into my soaking wet pussy.
“Like this?” he asks, momentarily disengaging his mouth from my clit as he continues to finger fuck my pussy.
“Exactly!” I almost yell. He’s pumping his fingers in and out of my soggy pussy, while sucking on my enflamed clit. I’m pushing against him, soaking his face with my juices as my orgasm builds. I grab handfuls of his hair, twisting it around my fingers as I frantically hump his face.
“Aaarrrrgggghhhhhhhh! Ooohhhhhhhhhhh!” My orgasm explodes and I jerk convulsively against his face, releasing a hot flood of fresh cream around his fingers.
“Stop sucking!” I admonish him while pushing his mouth off of my clit. “Just lick the juices around my pussy,” I explain more calmly as I try to catch my breath. “Right after an orgasm, the clit is too sensitive,” I release his head and collapse back on my bed as I continue my instruction.
“Sorry,” he says as he begins lapping up my steadily flowing juices.
God, I needed that! I’d really love his hard cock in my pussy right now. There’s nothing like a thick, stiff cock filling your pussy after oral sex. I bet Jeremy’s cock is hard as a rock. It would feel so good slamming into my juicy pussy.
Fuck! Be responsible! I’ve got to teach him about safe sex. I don’t have any condoms and I’m sure he doesn’t either. I’m on the pill but I’d rather he not even experience raw, unsheathed sex. That’s just asking for disaster.
“How did I do, Aunt Sara?” Jeremy asks as he kisses his way up my body. His tongue feels nice, trailing kisses around my naval.
“You learn fast, Jeremy,” I say, tousling his hair as he sucks on my hard nipple. “That was very good. Are you sure that was your first time?” I tease.
“You’re just a good teacher,” he says, nibbling on my nipple as his hard cock grazes my thigh. “Aunt Sara?” he says, lifting his mouth from my tit.
“Uh huh?” I answer as I rock my thigh against his thick cock.
“Are you going to teach me how to fuck?” he asks quietly as I feel his cock responding to what must be the mental image in his brain.
“Yes,” I answer. “But not today,” I smile as he continues sucking on my tit. “We need to get some condoms,” I tell him as I tousle his hair.
“Okay,” he says, while moving to my other nipple and licking around the areola. “You have a beautiful body, Aunt Sara,” he says, flicking his tongue against my taut nipple.
“Thank you,” I whisper as he massages my tit with his hand and rubs his hard cock against my thigh. “When are you and Megan going out again?” I ask, reaching down and wrapping my hand around his swollen cock.
“Friday night,” he says, turning on his side to give me better access to his hard-on. I stroke gently up and down the length of it, thinking what a waste not to have it inside me. “I don’t know where we’re going yet,” he says.
“Why don’t you bring her here?” I suggest impulsively. “I’ll go out and you two can have the apartment to yourself.”
“Really?” Jeremy asks, his eyes as big as saucers. “And you’ll teach me to fuck before Friday?” he asks as he starts humping his cock against my hand.
“Yes, we can start tomorrow,” I tell him as I stroke him more vigorously, turned on by the prospect of fucking my nephew. What the hell, I have his mother’s consent!
“I don’t deserve you,” he says, picking up the pace of his thrusts. Our conversation stops as his cock swells in my hand and his breath comes in quick gasps.
“Lie back,” I say as I push him onto his back and kneel next to him. I’m still stroking him as I wrap my lips around his hard cock and twirl my tongue around the head. I pump him in and out of my mouth, bopping my head up and down as I imagine what he’ll feel like in my pussy.
“Fuck! Aunt Sara!” he cries as his whole body tenses and he shoots a huge load of salty cum into my mouth. I take several quick swallows, corkscrewing my hand up and down his saliva-coated cock while he continues to spurt. When I’ve sucked out the last of it, I release my grip and let it plop onto his stomach. Crawling up next to him, I graze my fingers over his chest as he catches his breath.
“How do we get some condoms?” he asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling my cheek against his chest.
“First, I think you need more practice with your tongue,” I say, my pussy aching for another release.
“No problem,” he says, pulling his arm out and easing me onto my back. “I’d love to taste you again,” he smiles, moving down between my legs.
“Turn your body around,” I say, getting a sudden urge to suck him while he licks me. “Let’s do this sixty-nine style.”
“Alright!” he exclaims, exuding the enthusiasm of a virgin who’s experiencing everything for the first time. He flips around and straddles my shoulders but after a couple attempts to get a rhythm, I tell him it’ll be better if I’m on top.
We roll over, get into position and I grind my horny pussy against his mouth while I suck on his cock. I forego any instruction this time as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment. The room is filled with slurping and sucking sounds as the tension builds inside each of us. Replacing his tongue with his fingers, he sucks my clit into his mouth as I deep throat his recovered cock.
Sliding my wet lips up the length of his shaft, I gasp for breath as his tongue action on my clit releases an explosive orgasm. I flood his face with pussy juice seconds before he starts spewing his hot jism into my mouth. Sealing my lips around his cockhead, I continue to pump him with my hand while I swallow his thick cream and shiver through the residual tremors of my orgasm.
Flipping my leg over his head, I collapse on my back beside him, both of us breathing heavily.
Before he leaves, I tell him what kind of condoms to buy and promise to teach him how to use them.
“He’s bringing Megan to your apartment?” Jenny asks, her eyes wide with enthusiasm. It’s Tuesday morning and we’re at a Starbucks near where Jenny works. She’s stirring sugar into her coffee as we talk. “I wish my boyfriend had an aunt like you when I was in school.”
“Yeah, I just need to figure out what to do on Friday night,” I say, sipping my herbal tea. I’ve just finished telling Jenny how well her son ate my pussy but as usual she’s jumping ahead to what’s next.
“You can hang out with me while Jeremy’s at your place,” she says and before I can answer she’s changes the subject. “You’re going to help him be ready for the big event, right?” she asks anxiously.
“I promised, didn’t I?” I smile, my pussy twitching at the thought of Jeremy’s hard cock filling it up. “He’s buying condoms after school today.”
“That’s fantastic!” she says. “I almost envy you, sis,” she says quietly.
“You want to fuck your own son?” I whisper appallingly.
“No, of course not!” she snaps. “But just think of it; a fresh, young, virgin cock. You’ll be his first piece of ass, Sara. He’ll remember this for the rest of his life!” Her face takes on a dreamy look and I wonder if maybe she doesn’t wish she could take my place.
“Do you realize how depraved we are?” I ask, smiling in spite of my concerns.
“Yes but in a good way,” she smiles back. “What you’ve done for Jeremy is nothing short of a miracle! If it wasn’t for you… well, I don’t want to think about what his life would have been like.”
“He’d have eventually figured it out,” I assure her, even as I realize that I’m glad he didn’t.
“Don’t downplay your role, sis,” she says. “I’m extremely grateful for everything you’ve done.”
We sit silent for a few minutes, sipping our drinks. I try to get my brain around what she just told me.
“Hey.” Jenny interrupts my thoughts. “We can have a sisters’ night while Jeremy and Megan are…” she doesn’t finish but I get the idea. Looking at her watch, she stands up and says she has to get back to work. I breathe a sigh of relief as we hug and go our separate ways.
“I’ll expect all the details on Friday night,” she says over her shoulder.
By the time Jeremy bursts into my apartment with a twelve pack of condoms, I’ve been preening for hours. I’m bathed, shaved my legs, trimmed my pussy, powdered and perfumed, wearing a thin satin robe and anxiously anticipating today’s lesson.
“Good boy!” I commend him as he shows me his purchase. “We’ll need at least a couple of these today,” I smile, glancing at his bulging crotch as I lead him into the bedroom.
“Really?” he asks excitedly as I turn towards him and start unbuttoning his shirt. I nod my head and continue to work on his buttons. He shifts from foot to foot, unsure of what he’s supposed to do.
“Here’s the plan,” I tell him as I pull his shirt off his shoulders and toss it over a chair. “Today, we’re going to get right to the main event. I don’t think either of us needs much foreplay,” I squeeze his hard cock for emphasis. He shakes his head in agreement.
“You’re going to practice putting on the condoms and getting inside me,” I say as I unsnap his jeans and pull them down. My heartbeat increases as I push them to his ankles and he steps out of them. His jockey shorts can barely contain his swollen cock and I run my fingers the length of it as my pussy signals its readiness.
“Mmmmmm,” he lets out a soft moan as my hand lingers around his cockhead.
“You probably won’t last long the first time,” I explain as I slip my fingers inside the elastic waistband, brushing the sides of his erection. “You may not even get all the way in before you start cumming. Don’t worry, we’ll keep doing it until you get it right!” I smile at him as I pull the elastic out over his cockhead and free his excited cock. I let it fly free as his shorts fall to his feet and he kicks them aside.
“Have you been into your dad’s Viagra?” I tease. His cock is larger than I’ve ever seen it.
“No,” he laughs. “I’m just so excited, Aunt Sara,” he says without stuttering. Good boy!
“Me too,” I confide, sitting on the bed and motioning for him to sit next to me. “I could prevent you from prematurely ejaculating, Jeremy, by getting you off with my hand or my mouth before we fuck,” I explain matter-of-factly. “Your dates may not be experienced enough to realize that so we’re going to build up your stamina, okay?” My pussy is aching and I really want to just push him back and jump on him but I’m trying to maintain my teacher-pupil demeanor.
“Okay, whatever you say, Aunt Sara.” He’s breathing hard and starring at my hard nipples pushing out the thin material of my robe. I stand up and drop the robe on the floor. His cock twitches and a bead of precum glistens from the tip. I better speed things up a little, for him and me.
“Do you know how to put the condom on?” I ask as I crawl up on the bed and lie down on my back, spreading my legs. My God! I’m actually going to fuck my nephew. My pussy is slick with anticipation.
“Um… I think so,” he says, holding up a single foil package. “You just roll it on, don’t you?” he asks.
“That’s right,” I tell him as I pat the bed next to me. “Lie here next to me like we’ve been building up to this. When you know the time is right, tear open the package, glance at it so you know you’ve got the rolls going the correct direction and smooth it down over your cock,” I explain. I’m usually the one rolling the condom down the cock, but I want him to be able to do it in case his date isn’t comfortable.
Jeremy lies on his side facing me, his hard cock brushing my thigh and sending shivers through my wet pussy. I watch him fumble with the small package.
“Just take your time,” I tell him, not really meaning it. “We’ve got three days of practice before your date,” I remind him. He gets the condom out, tossing the wrapper on the floor. We’ll discuss that later. He leans back, awkwardly positioning the circular shape over his cockhead and rolling it down the sides.
“Got it!” he exclaims triumphantly as he turns back to me, waiting for more instruction.
“Now focus, young Jedi knight,” I smile. “Nothing spoils the moment faster than you jabbing your light saber all around trying to find the opening,” I tease. “Position yourself over me and use your hand to guide it right between my pussy lips,” I tell him. “When you’re more experienced you won’t need to guide it with your hand but for now you better play it safe.”
“Like this?” he asks, positioning himself between my wide-spread legs. With one hand on the bed for balance, he uses his other hand to angle his cock towards its target. Fuck! This is it! I feel his sheathed cockhead brush against my moist labia.
“Mmmmm,” I try to remain passive so he can get this right. “Exactly like that,” I whisper as he glides his cock between my lips. “Don’t try to push it all in at once,” I tell him as he pulls his hand out from between us and settles his chest against my tits. “Short in and out plunges will help your partner adjust to your size and make it more pleasurable for both of you,” I tell him as my pussy welcomes the long awaited invasion.
“Damn, Aunt Sara!” Jeremy gasps. My pussy is on fire! That’s it! No more instruction. I squeeze his ass as I arch my back and thrust my pussy upward.
“Ohhhhh!” I sigh as his cock penetrates the depths of my enflamed pussy.
“Ahhhhhhhh!” Jeremy is panting. “It’s so… hot and… and… Oh! Fuck!” he jerks spasmodically and then collapses on my chest.
I caress his muscular ass as my pussy screams its displeasure to my brain. I tell myself to patiently wait for round two, promising my pussy a more fulfilling experience.
“Sorry,” he smiles sheepishly as his breathing returns to normal. His cock is still filling my anxious pussy and doesn’t seem to have diminished any.
“Nothing to be sorry for, sweetie,” I tell him, brushing his hair from his eyes. “I told you this would happen,” I smile. “Besides, I seem to remember that you always cum twice,” I say, wiggling my hips around.
“That’s right!” he beams. “What do I… um… how do I… you know?” This is that awkward, discard the condom, moment that everyone hates.
“Just ease out of me,” I tell him. “The gentlemanly thing to do is to go into the bathroom, wrap tissue around the condom and then pull it off and dispose of it in the wastebasket.” He’s already pulling out before I finish talking.
“Make sure it’s completely wrapped in tissue so it doesn’t make a mess,” I call after him, lying back and moving my hand to my clit. Fuck! This has got to be the weirdest sex I’ve ever had. But there is something extremely arousing about his wide-eyed discovery of how it feels to fuck. Mmmmm. I’ll just help this along a little.
“Should I just put another one on?” he asks as he walks back into the bedroom with his cock jutting out in front of him.
“Are you ready to go again?” I ask excitedly, pulling my fingers from my dripping pussy.
“Sure,” he answers, sitting on the bed and opening another package. He rolls it over his cock like he’s been doing it for years and then climbs up over me, pausing to suck my aching nipples before positioning his cock against my splayed open lips.
“That last one didn’t count,” he smiles as he glides his cock into my steamy cunt. “This one’s for you Aunt Sara,” he says, plunging deep into my cavernous opening and grinding his pelvic bone against my clit.
“Yes!” I moan, wrapping my arms around him and pulling his mouth to mine. After a few awkward thrusts, he picks up a rhythm and I’m moving right with him. Now, this is fucking! My pussy once again is ignited in fiery pleasure, oozing creamy lubricant all up and down his pistoning cock.
“Oh yeah!” I pant. “So good!… sooo good!… soo… fucking… good!” I breathe each word on the downward thrust of his cock. My pussy is electrified, sending pleasure surges throughout my whole body as I suck his tongue into my mouth and scrape my nails across his back.
“Mmmpppphhhhh.” Muffled moans echo through our mouths as our rhythm increases and he slams into me with a renewed vigor. My pussy is so hot it’s melting. I can’t feel the physical presence of it, just the immense pleasure building through the lower half of my body reaching towards the final summit.
“Oh fuuuucccck!” I scream, breaking the kiss as my orgasm builds. I tighten my arms around him as he drives me to the crest. He’s driving me crazy. There is nothing I can do except hold on hoping he’ll last a few seconds more!
“So close… so close… so fucking close!” I gasp for breath as he takes me over the top. “Yeeeeeeeeeessssssssss!” I clamp my legs around his body, gripping his cock like a hot, slippery vice! The pleasure radiates through my body and I shake uncontrollably, barely aware of his release until he collapses on top of me.
“Arrrggghhhhhh!” he groans, his cock convulsing inside my quivering pussy. His mouth finds mine and we kiss passionately while riding out the sensual aftershocks of our intense coupling. Our sweat soaked chests heave against each other forcing us to break our kiss and gasp for air.
“That.. was… indescribable,” he says, looking questioningly into my eyes.
“Explosive,” I whisper, unable to find the strength to talk.
“Really?” he asks, hoping I’m not just saying it.
“You’ll definitely be invited back.” I almost laugh as his smile spreads across his face. He starts to ease out of me and I pull him back in.
“Not yet,” I sigh, pulling him down on top of me. “Girls like to savor the feeling for a while,” I explain. “With a condom, you don’t want to wait too long but we don’t like it if you pull out too quickly.”
“Okay,” he says, settling back down on me and kissing my neck. His chest pressing against my sensitive nipples triggers a spasm in my pussy and I swear I feel his cock stirring again.
“Save some for tomorrow,” I tell him. “I have to work tonight,” I say, slapping his ass playfully as we start to kiss again.
“Oh shit!” he says, breaking the kiss and the blissful mood. “I can’t tomorrow, Aunt Sara,” he groans. “My guidance counselor scheduled some scholarship interviews for me. They’ve been scheduled for months. I have to go to them.”
“Of course you do!” I tell him. “That’s more important!” I say, surprising myself by how disappointed I am. “Not more fun,” I add, squeezing my pussy muscles around his spent cock. “But definitely more important.”
“I’m sorry, Aunt Sara,” he says.
“Don’t worry,” I smile. “We’ll just have to work extra hard on Thursday. We’ll have a complete run through; a dress rehearsal for your date.”
“Or an undress rehearsal,” he laughs.
“An undress rehearsal it is!” I laugh with him. “We can role play the entire date starting from when we get to the apartment,” I tell him. “Have you talked to Megan about coming here?”
“Yeah, I talked to her today,” he smiles. “She’s even more excited than I am, if that’s possible. She doesn’t even want to go to a movie or anything, she wants to just spend the entire evening here,” he says, his voice reflecting his disbelief at his good fortune.
“That’s great!” I tell him. “I don’t work Thursday night so we can do the undressing, the foreplay, the oral sex… the whole enchilada!” My pussy comes alive thinking about the endless possibilities that Thursday night presents. Damn! Wish I didn’t have to work tonight!
Wednesday seems to last a week. Without Jeremy’s visit to look forward to, I sleep late, take a leisurely bath and go into work early. I’m distracted throughout my shift with ideas for Thursday night. I want Jeremy to give Megan not only the best sex she’s ever had but also the best sex she’s ever likely to have. I decide she needs to have at least four mind-blowing orgasms, two oral and two fucking. Of course, Jeremy will have to practice this on me Thursday night! Maybe four isn’t enough…
On Thursday, I meet Jeremy at the door, wearing a button up blouse, a pleated skirt and my most conservative bra and panties. We get into character and act like we’ve just arrived. When he closes the door, I pull him into my arms and kiss him eagerly like I think Megan might do.
“This is great that your aunt let you use her apartment,” I tell him, staying in character.
“Yeah,” he smiles. “She’s pretty special,” he says, leading me into the living room. “Do you want anything to drink?” he asks. “My aunt usually has cokes and stuff.”
“No,” I shake my head. “I just want you.”
“Do you want to go into the bedroom?” he asks, and then abruptly breaks character. “This is weird, Aunt Sara,” he complains.
“Okay, let’s skip all this stuff,” I agree, leading him into the bedroom.
“Do you want to give Megan a night of mind-blowing sex?” I ask, turning to face him just inside my bedroom.
“Sure,” he says, his face beaming with excitement.
“I’m going to tell you exactly how to do that,” I smile. “Foreplay first,” I tell him. “Lots of kissing and touching before you get undressed. Then you gradually undress her, complimenting each part of her body as you slowly unveil it.” He’s starring intently at me like he’s memorizing a formula. Maybe he is.
“Really tease her tits. Suck her nipples until they’re hard and sensitive. You’re good at that,” I compliment him and his smile gets brighter. “Then kiss your way down her body and devour her pussy. Eat her all the way to orgasm and then lick all around her pussy and her upper thighs until she’s ready to go again.” I look right into his eyes. “This is important, you eat her to orgasm again. Don’t let her talk you into fucking her until you’ve given her at least two orgasms with your tongue, understand?” I ask like there’s going to be a test.
“Eat her through two orgasms, got it!” he smiles like a kid going to Disneyland.
“After the second oral orgasm, you slip on the condom and slide up inside of her. She’ll be out of her mind with desire and you’ll drive her to another orgasm.” I pause to give him a chance to digest what I’ve told him. My pussy is aching to get started. All this talk of multiple orgasms is getting me very horny.
“Since you’ve only cum once, you’ll be ready to go again as soon as you ditch the condom and reload for round two,” I tell him. “What do you think?” He looks at me with a twinkle in his eye.
“I think I’ve got it,” he says. “It’s all about her. I pleasure her first and then my pleasure will be that much better,” he says.
“Exactly,” I answer, hugging him. “You are so smart!” I say, running my hands up and down his back.
“Just to make sure though, we better practice, Aunt Sara,” he smiles mischievously.
“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear,” I tell him as he lowers his mouth to mine and we start kissing. Somehow he maneuvers me onto the bed without breaking the kiss and we’re lying next to each other kissing when he starts fondling my tits through my blouse.
Jeremy follows every instruction to the letter. He spends a lot of time with my tits, fondling them through my clothes before unbuttoning my blouse and caressing them through my bra. When he finally removes my bra, I’m dying for him to suck my nipples.
“Your breasts are beautiful,” he says, remembering to compliment my body as he squeezes my soft globes. “I especially love your nipples,” he whispers, lowering his mouth to my left tit. “They’re so responsive,” he says, sucking my hard nipple into his mouth. God! I feel like such a slut! I’m naked from the waist up and he’s completely dressed.
“Mmmmmmm,” I pull his face tighter against my tit. This kid is amazing! He’s getting everything right! He takes his time sucking my nipples, sending shivers through my body when he flicks his tongue across them.
“I want to see you naked,” he whispers, just as I’m about to suggest he move on. Fuck! He’s even reading the signals correctly. He leaves a trail of kisses down my stomach as he locates the zipper on the side of my skirt and pulls it down. I lift my ass off the bed so he can slide my skirt over my hips and then I raise my feet up so he can remove it completely.
With my skirt gone, I spread my legs and watch Jeremy kneel on the bed between my thighs. Nuzzling his face against the front of my white panties, he traces my pussy lips with his tongue. The material is pretty wet already from my aroused pussy and he can probably taste me right through my panties.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” I sigh as he licks my pussy lips and uses his tongue to push the thin material between them. He continues licking my covered pussy as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slowly rolls them down. God! He’s amazing! I’ve never felt anything like this. I’m pushing my pussy against his mouth as he rolls my panties past his tongue and I feel the warm licking directly against my bare pussy lips.
“Ohhhhhh! Fuuuuuuccck!” I moan loudly as his tongue penetrates my pussy and grazes my clit. Jeremy has my panties around my upper thighs and his tongue buried in my hot pussy. He can’t get the panties any lower unless I close my legs and that’s the last thing I want to do. I grab handfuls of his hair as I buck my pussy against his talented mouth.
“Don’t stop!” I yell as he pulls his face back from my burning snatch.
“Sorry,” he says, leaning back and stripping my panties off. “I had to get rid of these,” he smiles, before diving back into my pussy.
“Ohhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhh!” I exclaim, entwining my fingers in his hair and bucking my ass off the bed as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pumps two fingers into my enflamed pussy.
“Oh God!” I moan. “Don’t stop! That’s exactly it, Jeremy,” I yell. “Don’t… fucking… stop!” I’m out of control, thrashing around on the bed, thrusting my pussy against his face as my orgasm approaches its peak. His tongue feels so fucking good. My pussy is sending electric pulses throughout my body. I’ve got his head in my hands and I’m literally fucking his face.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! AaaaaarrrgggghhhhHHHHH!” I explode in a thunderous pleasure rush, flooding his face with my lava-like cream as my body convulses in jerky spasms. I feel his tongue lapping at my juices as my body shivers through several more orgasmic waves of pleasure.
“Oh fuck!” I breath, collapsing back on the bed as Jeremy licks my upper thighs and around my pussy mound. My tits rise and fall with my heavy breathing as I gasp for air.
I’ve barely recovered when Jeremy pushes my thighs up and spreads them wider apart. I feel his tongue licking along the tiny corridor between my pussy and my ass. I pull my knees up giving him easier access and mentally willing him to lick my asshole. He doesn’t disappoint!
“Ohhhhhh!” I moan encouragingly as Jeremy moistens my crinkled rear opening with his tongue. Pulling my knees against my tits, I rock back and forth as he licks from my asshole to my pussy. He grazes my clit with his tongue before moving back down and licking my puckered asshole again. It feels so good; I want his mouth in both places at once.
“Ohhhhh! God!” I moan louder as his tongue journeys up to my pussy again barely making contact with my sensitive clit.
“I think she likes it,” he smiles as he lowers his mouth and reams my back opening with his wet tongue.
“I love it!” I tell him as he lingers at my asshole, spreading my cheeks apart with his thumbs and pushing his tongue into the narrow opening. I’ve never had a cock back there but I love having my asshole teased with a finger or a tongue. Like he’s reading my mind, he replaces his tongue with a finger while licking his way up to my clit.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!” I yell as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pushes what feels like his thumb into my soggy pussy. With his finger in my ass and his thumb in my pussy, he rocks his hand back and forth while sucking on my clit. Where did he learn this shit? Another orgasm is building in seconds.
“Oh yeah! Play with my tits!” I pant as he starts mauling my tits with his other hand. He grabs my nipples, pinching and twisting while he continues to finger fuck both openings and suck on my clit. Incredibly pleasurable sensations are pulsating through my body. My orgasm is building and I’m at his mercy. I can’t move! He’s doing everything!
“Oh God!… Oh Fuck!… Oh Jeremy!” he picks up the rhythm of his finger fucking and flicks his tongue across my clit. “Ohhhhhmmmyyyygod!” I scream as the damn bursts and I flood his hand with my juices. Extracting his finger from my ass before pulling his thumb from my pussy, he starts lapping at my gushing stream of juice. I shiver through several more orgasmic waves and then fall back panting as I dissolve into the bed.
I’m barely conscious of his tongue at my naval as he plants kisses all over my body. When he gets to my face he hesitates until I pull him close and shove my tongue in his mouth, tasting my poignant flavor. I want to devour him as I lick my flavor from the inside of his cheeks and suck his tongue into my mouth.
I feel him slide his hand between us and then he’s inside me, his hard cock filling my torrid pussy. Oh fuck!
“The condom?” I whisper breathlessly, momentarily breaking our kiss.
“It’s on,” he says as he starts rhythmically pumping in and out and I plunge my tongue back into his mouth, wondering when he had time to do that.
His rigid cock is massaging my sensitive pussy walls with each thrust, stoking the embers of my prior orgasms and building a fire so hot that my whole body feels like it’s melting.
“Oh God! Aunt Sara,” he says, pulling his mouth from mine. “You feel so fucking good!” he pants as he slams his cock into my liquefied hole. I stare into his gorgeous brown eyes; unexpectedly conscious of how tightly my arms and legs are wrapped around him and how frantically he’s pounding into me. My pleasure is almost constant as tiny electrical pulses surge through my body on each downward stroke of his cock.
“I’m cumming!” he announces, his face contorted into a painful grimace as he approaches his long awaited release. I rock with him, my pussy drenching his sheathed cock as it jerks uncontrollably inside of me. Instead of exploding, my orgasm seems to ooze out of me and I continue shivering and spasming long after he’s collapsed on my chest.
“My God, Jeremy!” I whisper. “You are incredible!” I proclaim. “Licking me through my panties and then with your finger in my ass. Where did all that come from?” I ask as I stroke his damp hair and kiss his forehead.
“The panties were an accident,” he says. “I impulsively started licking through the wet material and then I couldn’t figure out what to do with them,” he smiles sheepishly. “The ass part, I read in a book,” he admits. “Was it okay to do that without asking?” he now asks.
“It was more than okay, which I think you already figured out,” I say. “I came harder than I’ve ever cum, Jeremy,” I tell him honestly. “You were wonderful.”
“I didn’t know what to do about kissing you after I’d had my tongue inside your pussy,” he admits. “Should I kiss Megan after I eat her?” he asks.
“Definitely,” I tell him. “I find it incredibly erotic but Megan will tell you if she feels differently. Just assume it’s okay unless she tells you otherwise,” I smile. His cock is still inside my pussy and I savor the feeling as my body slowly stops quivering.
“Damn, Aunt Sara!” Jeremy breaks the silence. “I never thought it would be like this!” he says. “It’s a hundred times better than any fantasy I’ve ever imagined.”
“You are going to take Megan places she’s never even imagined,” I reply, kissing him lightly on the mouth. He’s certainly taken me farther than I ever thought he would.
“I hope so,” he says quietly. “Aunt Sara?” he says hesitantly.
“What is it, Jeremy?” I ask, leaning up to look him in the eyes. Those gorgeous eyes!
“Um… am I still going to be able to… um?” He’s not stuttering but he’s sure having trouble getting the words out. “I mean… are we still… um… you know, going to be able to keep doing this?” he asks, looking at me hopefully.
“Well…” I start, uncertain about what’s the right answer. “This was your graduation, Jeremy. You’ve successfully graduated from the Aunt Sara School of Sex!” I exclaim, trying to lighten the mood.
“ASSS!” he laughs. I hadn’t even considered the acronym. “So TIT and ASSS!” he laughs and his smile spreads across his entire face. I laugh with him and our bodies shake the bed.
“You better take care of the condom,” I tell him as I ease my soggy pussy off his limp cock and roll onto the bed beside him. He scoots to the other side of the bed and gets up.
I ponder his question while he’s in the bathroom. Is this going to continue? Now that we’ve fucked, will Jenny encourage a continuing sexual relationship? I start thinking about other things I could teach him, other positions we could explore. I’ve yet to come to a conclusion when Jeremy returns to the bedroom.
“I know you just needed some time to think about it,” he says, crawling up on the bed next to me. God! He is smart beyond his years! “I know what we’re doing is probably wrong,” he adds, brushing hair from my eyes and running his hand over my bare shoulder. “But we’re consenting adults, Aunt Sara. We should be able to do whatever we want,” he says as his hand moves down to my chest and caresses my breast.
“Let’s see how things go with Megan tomorrow night,” I tell him, wondering if he’ll still want to be with me after he’s had sex with someone his own age. “If you still want to continue this, I suppose we could develop some sort of alumni program,” I tease.
“I love you, Aunt Sara!” he says, laughing. “No matter what happens tomorrow night, I’d love to be part of your alumni program,” he says, kissing me.
We lie there naked on my bed, talking for another hour or so working out all the details regarding his date with Megan. I promise clean sheets and towels while he decides to leave the condoms in the nightstand drawer.
God! It feels so natural being here with him. I don’t want him to leave. It’s after eleven when I reluctantly send him home and fall into a wonderfully blissful, post-coital sleep.
Friday night, I leave my apartment unlocked and walk up the sidewalk to the main house. I’m excited for Jeremy and surprisingly looking forward to spending the evening with my big sister. When we were growing up, she always took care of me. Being ten years older than I am, she frequently babysat me when our parents were out. I’ve always looked up to her and she’s always been there for me.
When I walk into her kitchen, I can’t help but laugh because we are wearing identical outfits; white shorts and red halter-tops. She has a pitcher of margaritas ready and is preparing taco meat.
“Well, I guess we know what the uniform of the day is,” I laugh as she hands me my drink. It’s a large margarita glass with the rim salted.
“Hi Sara,” she says, smiling at our choice of clothing. “Do you mind grating the cheese while I finish with the meat?” I take a sip of the margarita and it’s delicious.
“No problem,” I tell her, going to the fridge and getting the cheddar cheese. “This is good!” I compliment her on the margarita.
“It’s a new recipe I got from someone at work,” she smiles.
We’re on our second pitcher of margaritas and just finishing dinner when Jenny first mentions Jeremy.
“I wonder if they’re at your house yet,” she says, using a tortilla to wipe up the salsa and cheese left on her plate.
“I think he was picking her up at seven, so I imagine they’ve been there a little while,” I answer, getting up from the table and rinsing my plate in the sink.
By the time we clear the table, fill the dish washer and move into the living room, Jenny has mentioned Jeremy several more times.
“So what do you think they’re doing, now?” she asks for the third time in half an hour. We’re on our third pitcher of margaritas and I’m getting pretty buzzed but I wonder about her fixation on her son’s date.
“For the third time, I don’t know what they’re doing!” I snap at her. “I told you what happened Thursday night and I’m guessing that if Megan is willing, he’s following the same sequence.”
“Well aren’t we touchy,” she smiles. “Anyone would think you’re jealous.” We talked earlier about my experience with her son on Thursday night. She was very interested in how good the sex was and asked several questions about how his cock felt inside of me. I assured her that he could hold his own with the best of them.
“Oh, please!” I answer but she’s closer to the mark than I want to admit.
“We should have put a camera in your bedroom!” she says as we’re sitting in the living room flipping TV channels, her wide eyes reflecting the amount of alcohol she’s consumed.
“A camera?” I ask. “What are you talking about?” I laugh but she’s serious. “What would we do, just tell them to ignore the video camera sitting here on a tripod?” I ask, finishing my umpteenth margarita.
“No,” she says, seriously. “We could put a wireless camera on the dresser, and they’d never even notice it,” she says, matter-of-factly. “We’ll do it next time,” she declares. “You can invite them to use your apartment again next week”. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. She wants to video her son having sex with his girlfriend. And I thought I was perverted!
“Where are we going to get a camera like that?” I ask, trying to dissuade her through simple logistics. She looks at me for a minute before responding.
“Come with me,” she says quietly, getting off the couch and leading the way into her bedroom. I follow her, wondering what she’s going to show me. She walks over to her dresser and picks up a small plastic ball with a tiny opening on the side.
“Look at this,” she says, handing it to me. “Do you think they would notice one of these sitting on your dresser?” she asks, mischievously. I look at the object in my hand.
“This is a camera?” I ask.
“Yes!” she says excitedly. “And it’s wireless!” she exclaims. “We could watch it from my computer” she is serious about watching Jeremy and Megan fuck! And she’s treating me like a co-conspirator! I’m speechless until another thought enters my alcohol-clouded brain.
“Jenny,” I say slowly, not sure I want to know the answer to my question. “Why do you have one of these cameras on your dresser?” I ask. She just smiles at me and picks up the remote to the plasma big screen TV, mounted on the wall opposite the bed.
“You’ve filmed yourself…um” Jenny cuts me off before I finish.
“Yes! Can you believe it?” she asks, excitedly. “This is my most recent video,” she says as she clicks on a file. “The screen is angled so the best viewing is from the bed,” she says, motioning me to join her on the king-size bed. She smiles wickedly as we scoot back, leaning against pillows propped up on the headboard.
I’m dumbfounded and don’t know what to say. I just follow my sister’s lead and get comfortable on the bed next to her as we watch the file load.
“Jenny!” I say, turning toward her, shocked by the image on the big TV. “I don’t want to watch this!” I tell her, getting ready to bolt from the room.
“Wait!” she says, grabbing my arm. “Just watch it for a minute. Trust me, Sara,” she says, using that big sister voice which she knows I won’t disobey. I sit back, keeping my eyes on Jenny instead of the TV. She presses the remote to adjust the volume and my eyes drift back to the big screen when I hear her moaning.
In the video, Jenny is lying naked on the same bed we’re on now. Her legs are spread and she’s masturbating with a pink dildo. I try not to watch but the image is captivating. I’ve seen porn stars masturbating on professional videos but watching my own sister masturbating on a homemade video is completely different. Why is she showing me this?
I know my sister prides herself on keeping in shape, but I’ve never seen her naked. Her body looks even better than I expected. I’d always admired her long shapely legs and her flat stomach but her breasts look like they belong to a woman at least ten years younger. They’re a little larger than mine with big areolas and thick nipples. Her tan lines reflect the conservative swimsuit she usually wears and her breasts are strikingly pale compared to the deep tan of her legs and stomach.
As my eyes travel the length of her body, I can’t help but focus on the intersection of her smooth thighs where her hand is pumping the dildo in and out of her glistening pussy. She’s completely shaved! I don’t know why I’m so surprised. My thoughts are interrupted when the video abruptly switches to another angle, presumably from the other camera, shooting over Jenny’s body from the top and showing the open door into the hall.
“I told you this was good, didn’t I?” Jenny says, looking at me as she continues rubbing her crotch. “I’m getting hot all over again, just watching it,” she says as she hooks her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts and lifts her ass off the bed so she can pull them down. “Do you mind?” she asks, kicking her shorts off the foot of the bed, and spreading her legs apart, revealing light blue bikini panties.
“Uh… no. Not at all,” I answer as she strokes her pussy through her panties.
“You can get comfortable, too,” she says.
I glance at Jenny and she has her hand inside her panties, working her pussy with her fingers. Maybe it’s the alcohol, I can’t really explain it but I’m getting very turned on. I shift nervously on the bed, squeezing my thighs together as my eyes dart back and forth between her in the video jamming a dildo in and out of her wet cunt, and watching her masturbating next to me.
“Take your shorts off.” My sister says, almost panting. “You know you want to, Sara!” she cries, glancing over at me. I guess I’m squirming around more than I realized. I hesitate for a minute and then strip off my shorts and spread my legs apart like my sister.
“You are such a slut! You really like this, don’t you., I say to her.
“YES!!” Both Jenny’s answer in unison. The one sitting next to me appears to be getting ready to cum. Her body has slid down to where she’s nearly off the pillows and she now has both hands inside her panties. It looks like she’s pumping her fingers in and out, mimicking what she’s doing in the video. Her other hand is probably rubbing her clit.
This is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I’m mesmerized, watching my sister masturbate to a video of her fucking her shelf. It’s like seeing a train wreck; I don’t want to look but I can’t tear my eyes away!
“Oh fuck!” The real Jenny is breathing hard, bucking her ass off the bed and working frantically on her pussy.
“Aaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhh!” she moans, squeezing her legs together as she pulls her knees up and lets her orgasm wash over her.
“I needed that,” she laughs, pulling her hands from her panties and stretching her legs out on the bed. Looking over at my dazed expression, she asks, “Bet you’d like to do that, wouldn’t you?” her eyes focused on the damp spot in the crotch of my panties.
Before I can answer, she’s moving across the bed and pulling her halter-top off. Neither of us is wearing a bra and I watch my sister’s tits swing freely from side to side as she pushes me across the bed.
“You want me to get you off, don’t you?” Jenny asks menacingly.
“Yes!” I answer, raising my ass higher. She runs her palm over my tender ass cheeks, lightly caressing my skin.
“Because you’re a slut!” Slap! Oh fuck!
“Yes!” I answer, collapsing back onto her thighs. Slap! She’s alternating between my ass cheeks.
“Say it!” she commands!!
“I’m a slut!” I answer.
“You fucked my son!” Slap! “Say it!” she commands as her palm stays against my burning ass cheek.
“I fucked your son,” I say as she slides her fingers down between my ass cheeks. Please touch me this time! I silently beg, while raising my ass up and offering myself to her.
“And now you want your big sister to get you off!” she says as her fingers graze my outer labia and send shivers through my body.
“Oh God! Yes!” I yell, pushing back against her fingers but she pulls them away. Slap! Goddamn! I’ve never experienced anything like this. My pussy is on fire, my ass is burning and I just want my sister to shove her fingers inside me.
“You are such a slut!” she says disgustedly, pulling me off of her lap and flopping me onto my back on the bed. No! I need to cum! Don’t stop!
“Jenny,” I breathe. “Please…” But before I can finish, I feel her pulling my panties the rest of the way off and pushing my thighs apart.
“Don’t worry sweetie,” she says, kneeling between my widespread legs. “Big sister is going to take care of you,” she whispers as she lowers her face to my anxious pussy. What? No! My sister is going to eat my pussy? This is insane! First, she begs me to fuck her son and, now she’s going to eat my pussy? It’s like a bad dream! Oh Fuck! Or maybe a good dream!
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I moan as her tongue touches my swollen lips and she licks up towards my clit. I lie back as Jenny expertly explores my enflamed pussy. Staring at the blank, blue TV screen.
“Mmmmmmm!” I murmur as Jenny slips her tongue between my pussy lips, invading my fiery hole. I grab her hair with my hands and buck my pussy against her face. This is incredible! What was I doing teaching Jeremy anything? I’m a fucking amateur compared to my sister!
“Ohhhhhh! Fuucck!” I scream as my clit becomes the focus of her attention. My sister is gently flicking her tongue across it, while using her fingers to probe my slick opening. Oh God! I’m thrashing around on the bed; my orgasm building to an unprecedented level. The stinging of my ass cheeks only seems to enhance the intensity of my pleasure.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh! God! Jenny! Don’t stop!” I plead as Jenny sucks my clit into her mouth and vigorously finger fucks my slippery pussy. The sensation is indescribable; it feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Jeremy has eaten my pussy to explosive orgasms, but Jenny puts her son to shame.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” I’m holding her head and bucking my pussy against her mouth as my orgasm reaches its crest. “I’m cumming!” I moan. “I’m fucking cuuuummmmmming!” My pussy explodes, gushing juice all over Jenny’s face. I jerk spastically several times before collapsing back on the bed completely exhausted.
“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” Jenny smiles as she wipes pussy juice off her chin. “You are more delicious than I ever imagined,” she says, pulling herself up on the bed and lying beside me. I look at her through a filter of alcohol and post-orgasmic bliss. What’s she talking about?
“You’re beautiful, sis,” she says, wrapping her arm around me just under my breasts and snuggling close.
“When you’ve caught your breath, maybe…” My cell phone ring interrupts her and I slide out of her embrace to answer it. I find my shorts and retrieve my phone from the front pocket.
“A text message from Jeremy,” I tell Jenny as she’s flips over on her back and pulls her panties off. Oh, God! What’s she expecting? I can’t do this! I pull my eyes from her bald pussy to read the message.
“The text message just says, ‘Thank You!’ repeated four times,” I tell her. “I guess the evening was a success!” I add, not looking up from my phone. It doesn’t matter, I can see her in my peripheral vision, lying naked on her back, her large breasts rising and falling with her breathing. What am I going to do? I didn’t think about reciprocating but it’s only fair after the incredible orgasm she gave me. I rack my foggy brain for some way to escape. Then it hits me.
“I bet he waited to text me until after he dropped Megan off,” I say, looking over at Jenny’s expectant expression. “That could mean he’ll be home any minute,” I say, thinking I could actually be right. “I better go or we better at least get dressed,” I say, looking around for my panties and halter-top.
“I’m sorry the evening ended so early.” Jenny says, not moving from the bed. “You seemed to be enjoying yourself,” she smiles and drops her eyes to my wet pussy as I lift my leg to put on my panties.
“I was,” I say. “I mean, I did! It was… I’m at a loss for words, Jenny,” I tell her honestly.
“I know, sweetie,” she says, sliding off the bed and walking over to me as I pull my panties up.
“It was a new experience,” she adds as she wraps her arms around me and pulls me into a tight embrace. Ohmygod! I’ve never had another woman’s body against mine. I can feel her nipples mashing into my breasts as her hands caress my back.
“You’ve had a lot of new experiences lately,” she smiles as she runs her hands down to cup my ass cheeks. “I’m glad I’ve been a part of them,” she says, moving her lips towards mine. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I can’t kiss my sister like this! But I can’t turn my head; that would be rude! Maybe she’s just going to give me a quick peck. That would be okay.
“Just relax, Sara,” Jenny says, using her ‘big sister will protect you’ voice. I hadn’t realized how much I’d stiffened in her arms. I rest my hands on her shoulders and relax a little until she leans in and parts my lips with her tongue. Now what? Fuck! I close my eyes and eventually start returning her kiss, sucking my juices off of her tongue. What else can I do? And it’s not unpleasant, at all!
“You’d better go,” she says, kissing me again as she squeezes my sore ass cheeks. “We’ll talk more tomorrow,” her voice is barely audible as she turns back towards the bed. I watch her crawl onto the bed, stretch out on her back and close her eyes.
I stare at my sister’s naked body as I tie my halter-top and pull on my shorts. I wonder what I would have done if Jeremy hadn’t called. Would I have reciprocated? Could I have eaten my sister’s pussy? Her body is not unappealing. Her thick nipples were made for sucking and her porcelain smooth pussy mound is wickedly erotic. I’ve never pleasured a woman before but I taught Jeremy how to use his tongue on me. I know what great oral sex feels like and I’ve tasted my own juices. Jenny’s wouldn’t taste so different, I’m sure.
Fuck! Her eyes are open and she’s smiling at me like she can read my thoughts. Has she seen me exploring her body with her eyes? Fuck! This is your brain on margaritas and sex! I need to get out of here.
“Do you want the bedroom door closed?” I ask as I turn away from the bed.
“Yes,” she says, sleepily. “We wouldn’t want Jeremy to find his mother passed out naked on the bed,” she says dreamily. “Or would we?” I jerk my head around, but her eyes are already closed. I watch the rise and fall of her breasts for a minute and then pull the door closed.
As soon as I’m back in my apartment, I strip off my clothes and start the shower. As I wait for the water to warm up, I turn to look at my ass in the mirror. A bright red spot on the fleshy part of each cheek brings back the events of the evening. I cup one cheek, placing the palm of my hand lightly against the sore area. It’s hot to the touch and my pussy tingles at the lingering memory of my sister’s hand.
The shower is ready and I step into it. As the water cascades over my body, I will my muscles to relax. With soap on my hands, I leisurely let them roam my body. I am such a slut! First Jeremy had his way with me, and now my sister. What am I their play toy? The idea fogs my brain. Wait a minute! No way! It can’t be!
Turning off the water, I make a half-hearted attempt to dry myself and then throw the towel on the floor. Since I’m in the bathroom anyway, I check the wastebasket first. Two used condoms wrapped in toilet paper. Walking naked into the bedroom, I pull back the blanket and check the sheets. They look like they’ve been used and the damp spot in the middle smells like sex, or at least pussy. Okay. My imagination just got away from me for a minute. There is a girlfriend.
The ringing of the phone interrupts my thoughts. It’s Jeremy. I flip it open and say hello.
“Hi Aunt Sara,” Jeremy says excitedly. “I’m almost home and wondered if you were back.”
“I’m back,” I say guarding my words. I still can’t get the suspicion out of my head.
“Shall I come by and tell you about my date?” he asks, which should sound perfectly normal, but I wonder.
“By looking at the evidence, it went pretty well,” I laugh, warming up to my nephew’s enthusiasm.
“Oh God! Aunt Sara,” he says. “It was better than pretty well,” he exclaims. “I’m pulling in now, do you want to hear about it?” I hesitate. I need to think about all of this with a clear head and I really don’t want him to see my red ass cheeks.
“Your mom and I drank a lot of margaritas tonight,” I tell him honestly. “I’m pretty out of it and just want to sleep. How about we talk tomorrow?”
“Sure,” he says, not hiding his disappointment.
“Congratulations!” I tell him. “Are you two going out again?”
“Yes, Megan wants to know when we can use your apartment again,” he laughs, back to his old self.
“Sounds like you really performed for her,” I answer, flashing on Jenny’s insistent desire to place a camera in my bedroom. “We’ll figure out a time for you to use the apartment,” I assure him.
“We performed for each other,” he says proudly. “I’ll tell you about it when I see you. Thank you, Aunt Sara!” he says. We hang up.