Pamela James - Auntie_s hot lessons

He spilled his seed into her mouth, her lips working like suction cups over his jerking pleasure pole. He moaned and squealed with desire, his hands clenching and unclenching the bunched-up sheets. Bill had never known such concentrated pleasure before. It was as if his entire body had been plugged directly into an electric outlet. Wave after intense wave of fuck sensations washed over him.

His arms and legs jerked spasmodically as semen filled Ruth's mouth, spilling out of the corners. She simply couldn't swallow quickly enough. She breathed through her nostrils only. His cock was just too big and thick.

Bill made guttural, throaty noises as he came, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. His chest muscles tightened as he rose off the bed, nearly throwing Ruth onto the floor. She had never known anyone to be so wild while cumming. It was as if this was the young boy's first climax. Perhaps it was.

Ruth knew what he was now feeling had to beat those sensations he experienced by jacking off. There wasn't any comparison!

She loved the soothing taste of his spicy sauce as it trickled in great viscous globs down her throat. She thought he would never stop cumming! She sucked his tool for all it was worth, milking every delicious drop of his jism.

He fell back on the bed, his head still rocking to and fro, moan after moan escaping his lips. He was bathed in sweat.

She gave his prick one final suck and let it fall back against his belly. It glistened in the moonlight. And it remained erect as Ruth wiped her cum-stained lips with the back of her hand, savoring the last of his semen.

He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Aunt Ruth," he panted. "It's never been like that before… I never thought… never imagined it could be that good. I can't tell you how good I feel. I thought my balls were going to split open! Jesus!"

"You still think it was wrong for me to blow you? For us to be in bed together, making love, expressing what we truly feel for each other?"

Ruth's voice had a compelling strength behind it. "It can't be," he said, gasping for breath still. "Nothing that feels that good could be wrong, could it?"

Ruth smiled. "No, dear, of course not." She looked down at his pale young body, so firm and agile. She ran her hand up and down his thighs, getting herself and the boy excited again.

"Now can I taste you?" he asked, eyeing her bushy cunt.

A tingle of pleasure ran through her loins. "I thought you'd never ask!"

"You lie down now," he said, getting to his knees. "Let me do all the work now. Then we'll fuck, okay?" he added enthusiastically.

"We'll do everything together," she said, spreading her legs. "Everything your heart desires, Bill. God, you are the cutest… you don't know how happy you've made me feel. Suddenly, as strange as it may sound, you've given my life meaning again. You've made me feel like a woman again."

"What happens when Peg arrives?"

"Oh, Bill, you mustn't say anything about this to her. Leave that to me. I'll know when it's time to do so. We'll have all this week alone together but Peg can't know that yet. She wouldn't understand. Our relationship is very special. You appreciate that, don't you?"

Bill wondered fleetingly what Peg would look like. He hardly remembered her. She had left less of an impression on his mind than Ruth had. He wondered if Peg would have her mother's beauty.

She pressed the back of his head down suggestively toward her tits. She felt herself sinking into the mattress as he sucked like an infant on her nipples, his fingers squeezing and caressing her mounds.

His tongue then trailed down the valley separating her boobs, leaving a wet line that curled down to her bush triangle. He positioned his head between her thighs and she spread wide for him. He kissed her vulva and she moaned his name.

"My clit," she whispered, her eyes half closed. "Lick it with that wonderful tongue of yours. God, you're learning fast. You'll make a wonderful young lover…"

He pried open her dripping gash with thumb and forefinger, his eyes wide with curiosity. It was the first time he'd seen a woman's cunt up close. Her inner pussy flesh glistened and was a pinkish red, her fleshy folds vibrating with anticipation.

Ruth squirmed with delight, pressing her thighs against the sides of his head, locking him into position. Her heart was pounding furiously. She had never felt such overwhelming excitement before. Not even with her husband, who, she had to admit as much as she now hated him, had been incredible in bed, willing to do anything.

She now realized just how starved for sex she really was. Her body ached for the intimate touch of a man. She had never been particularly attracted to young boys, though she knew many women were, just as many men were attracted to young girls.

She found Bill far more exciting than any man she had ever had. His inexperience, his willingness to do anything, his adolescent awkwardness stimulated her – made her blood boil! She felt like a young girl again.

And he had such a beautiful body. The features of an Adonis!

She moaned, throwing her head back, as Bill's tongue gingerly entered her portal of pleasure, searching for her tear-shaped clitoris. He wrapped his tongue around it, tasting at the same time her sweet pussy juice and reveling in it. She could feel each and every pore of his tongue.

She thought she would cum right then and there!

"Mmmmmmm," he murmured appreciatively, swallowing her delicious essence as he worked his tongue around inside her, getting to know his aunt as intimately as possible. He could feel his hard cock pulsating with expectation. But he found her cunt so fascinating, he was able to ignore the pressing need of his tumescence and his desire to enter her pussy and fill her with his fuck rod until she screamed for mercy. That would come next. First things first!

Bill wanted to give Ruth as much pleasure as she had just given him. He remembered how he had felt the moment of ejaculation. And seeing his own thick white sperm flowing out of the corners of her mouth as she struggled to suck every hard inch of his jerking peter.

He was going to eat out her cunt like it had never been eaten out before!

As his tongue continued to gently massage her burgeoned clit button, his first two fingers, formed in the shape of a V, slipped inside her, spreading her cunt at the same time. He caressed her cuntal walls, his fingers becoming sticky with her warm and fragrant juices.

Ruth marveled at the sensations he was already producing inside her. Maybe it was just beginner's luck, but the boy seemed instinctively to know just where to place his tongue and fingers, creating a whirlpool of pulsating feelings which would lead to an orgasm that Ruth already knew would be one of the most intense orgasms of her life.

She fondled her own tits, feeling the jutting pointedness of her aching nipples, as the boy eagerly went to work on her dripping cooze. She arched her back, as if trying to give him, even better access to her portal of pleasure. Her limbs were turning to rubber. She felt wonderfully helpless, like a leaf being carried away by a strong gust of wind.

Her cunt juices, now flowing like a raging river down her thighs and over the boy's face and hand, dripped onto the sheets, forming a stain below her ass.

With his free hand, Bill pressed against her anus, his finger lodged between her quivering buttocks.

"God!" she breathed, her nostrils flared like a bull's. "You're making me feel so Goddamn good. My sweet little nephew. Who would have thought such a quiet young boy would know how to make a woman feel this way?"

"So delicious…" he groaned, his words lost in her cunt as he pressed his lips between her wiry pussy hairs. They tickled his nose and, he suppressed a sudden desire to giggle. He felt so great! He had such control over his aunt. It was as if she was a puppet, and he was holding all the strings and could make her do whatever he wanted.