Pamela James - Auntie_s hot lessons

Her legs felt like rubber. She closed her eyes and moaned. She felt his fingers hooking into the elastic of her bikini bottom. He knelt down and pulled the triangular shaped piece of material down to her ankles. She stepped out of them. She spread her legs and he buried his mouth inside her bushy mound. He tasted her sex and felt his cock stirring.

"Let's make love now," she gasped. "Here."

"On the pier?" he asked, looking up, his hands around her buttocks.

"Why not. No one will see. We can always jump into the water and grab our bathing suits if necessary."

He shrugged, his eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Like you said, why not?" He pulled her down to her knees and they embraced. He pressed his cock against her crotch and she felt it becoming thicker, like a snake uncoiling against her flesh. Shivers ran up and down her spine.

He moaned, his cheek resting against her shoulder, as she reached down and took hold of his stiff prick. It felt so thick and manly! She began stroking him with one hand, the other cupping and squeezing his well-hung testicles.

"I love it when you hold my balls," he murmured, his tongue disappearing between her hot lips. Her tits flattened against his chest as they French kissed, her fist over his aging tumescence, moving unerringly up and down, slow and easy, feeling every wonderful inch of his pecker.

He began gyrating his hips, moving his cock in and out of her flailing fist as if it were her cunt. He lowered his head and took her left tit in his mouth, sucking eagerly on her pointed nipple.

Ripples of pleasure spread over her.

"I'll cum if you keep on doing that," he said tightly.

"I know," she replied, her voice the barest of whispers.

"All that cum will go to waste," he joked, his voice growing huskier.

"There'll be more."

They were both beginning to sweat. The boy's body glistened. She stroked him harder, her fist flailing over his prick. She held his shaft tightly, making the pressure inside his penis increase with each stroke.

Bill wanted to fuck her but somehow what she was doing now felt immeasurably more exciting. He gave himself completely to the growing fuck sensations, rocking to and fro on his knees, feeling the rough wood of the pier under his legs.

"Harder," he urged her. "Stroke me harder. Faster!"

Both hands were on her tits, squeezing and caressing her soft globes, her pointed nipples seeming to drill into his palms.

Her hand left his cock and combed through his pubic hairs, pulling at his curly blond fluff, then running up and down his chest, over his belly and upper thighs, massaging his balls, lifting them up, feeling their heavy cum weight.

Bill was dizzy with lust. His hands were all over his aunts voluptuous body.

"Stroke me," he repeated. "Auntie… don't stop… want to cum so badly… want to fuck you… stroke me… stroke…"

Her hand returned to fist his peter. He leaned against her, putting his face against her shoulder. He was powerless to do anything but let the tingling cock sensations overwhelm his entire body.

Her lingers seemed to know exactly how to touch, where to caress, when to pause and begin again. How fast and how slow to go.

He was panting with excitement, feeling the hot sun beating down on his back.

"My little fuck boy," she whispered. His body felt as if it would collapse.

Her fist became a blur over his hard prick. She, too, started to pant heavily, as if he were fingering her cunt. Just stroking him made her want to cum.

"Oh shit, oh shit, ohhh shit!" he cried.

A moment later a wad of cum shot out of his prick like a rocket, splashing against Ruth's tits. She fisted his cock harder as he ejaculated all over her and himself, jism oozing over her knuckles and dripping onto the floor.

"Christ!" he gasped.

"It feels good, doesn't it, sweetheart," she whispered in his ear, biting his lobe. "Feels so good, doesn't it?"

"Jesus, Auntie… Jesus… ohhh!"

Her fist milked his joint dry. He sighed blissfully and lifted his head up. His eyes had that sleepy after look of a good orgasm.

Without a word, as if they had silently communicated their thoughts, their bodies automatically moved into the sixty-nine position, the boy lying atop Ruth. He eagerly opened her legs and his tongue quickly made contact with her anxiously awaiting clitoris.

She slipped his oozing tool into her mouth and began sucking it, tasting his cum residue and breathing in the musky boyishness of his penis.

Bill rejoiced in the exciting taste of Ruth's quim. He felt her inner cuntal muscles and membranes quivering as he licked her vulva, her labia, his tongue going deeper between her legs, beyond her clitoris, his lips pressed hard against her flesh.

He sucked her with hardly a pause for breath, his tongue flicking across her red gash, slurping up her flowing honey, swallowing it as quickly as her cunt produced it. His ass wiggled slightly as she sucked his hard penis, renewing the wonderful fuck sensations he had just experienced.

Still excited by the touch of his jerking penis as it shot its cum wads, and now by the familiar taste of his firm shaft, Ruth reached orgasm quickly. The boy whipped his tongue against her clit, folding the tip of it around the bottom of her tear-shaped nubbin, producing instant gratification and making her squeal with pleasure.

She concentrated, meanwhile, on just his mushroomed cock head, her tongue ceaselessly circling around the bottom half of it, while her lips acted like two suction cups, drawing the jism up from his balls.

Their bodies were now drenched with sweat, slippery with it.

It seemed like hours later when Bill's prick started to jerk spasmodically inside Ruth's mouth, indicating one thing: that he was about to climax.

As if fighting against time, and the fact that Bill fully realized he was only moments from ejaculation, he did everything he could to stimulate Ruth's clitoris. He tweaked it with his thumb and forefinger, sucked it hard and furiously. He nuzzled it between his teeth.

He achieved the desired results. Ruth gifted her teeth, controlling the urge to scream at the top of her lungs. She came and it was one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Waves of pleasure rushed over her.

Just when her pleasure was subsiding and she continued her relentless attack on Bill's hard dong, he reached climax, cum filling her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed.

He moaned into her cunt, reveling in the fantastic fuck sensations. She sucked the cum from his jerking tool, holding the bottom half of it tightly in her hand, moving her fist up and down as she continued sucking.

When he had finished cumming she let his cock slip from between her lips. She ran her tongue over her teeth and gums, catching the rest of the jism and swallowing. They lay quietly in a heap, panting for breath.

"I can use that swim now," she said after a while.

He grinned. "Me too!"

They got to their feet and Ruth stretched languidly, the boy following suit. Instead of feeling tired, they both felt completely elated. Coming at her from behind, Bill playfully pushed his aunt into the lake.

"You little devil!" she called out when her head appeared above water.

"This is terrific!" he called out in typical boyish enthusiasm. Ruth laughed, feeling terrific herself. She wished Peg wasn't coming tomorrow, and instantly regretted the thought. She wondered for the first time if Bill would become attracted to her.

Bill interrupted her train of thought when he gripped both her legs from under the water and pulled her down.

When they came up for air he said, "I wonder if it's possible to fuck under water?"

"You can't get enough, can you?" she asked, grinning with pride.

"Not of you! Let's try it. I'm ready to go!" He laughed at the puzzled look on her face. "You mean you didn't notice my hard on just now?"