Pamela James - Auntie_s hot lessons

She was so close to the teen, his naked body hidden under the sheets, Ruth just had to touch him. It would be like a game – she would see how far she could stimulate his cock before he would open his eyes.

He looked so peaceful, so innocent, when he slept. She wanted to brush her lips against his, feel the creamy smoothness of his young cheeks, instead she gently slipped under the coven. Why not start the day off right?

She gasped in delight as she eyed his slim young body. He was lying on his back, his penis half hidden between his thighs like a snake. The sunlight filtered through the sheets as she combed her fingers through his pubic hairs. He moaned softly and muttered something incomprehensible. Ruth wondered if he was dreaming. Dreaming about her…

Tucking her long dark hair behind one ear so it wouldn't tickle his belly, she ran her tongue up and down the inside of his upper thighs, just missing his dong. Even, limp it was impressive, his testicles round and full.

You have such a beautiful body, she thought to herself, biting her upper lip as she felt the tremors passing through her pussy. Her hard nipples touched his thighs as she licked around his pubic patch.

She suddenly thought of her daughter Peg, but quickly blotted out the image. When she came home it wouldn't be this easy making it with Bill. There would be secrets and deceptions. Ruth didn't want to think about that now. There would be time for all the lies. She didn't care. All she cared about was having Bill.

What was even worse was that Bill would be going home to start school again in late August or early September. It would all be over between them then. Bill would go back home and would be more confident about girls, would probably soon have a girlfriend his own age and Ruth would be forgotten.

Gently, she lifted his prick and kissed the domed head, drilling the tip of her tongue into his gaping piss slit. Bill stirred slightly and moaned, but didn't wake.

She clamped her lips over his limp penis and began sucking it. She reached underneath herself with one hand and began fingering her clitoris. Already the waves were building inside her loins.

She sucked him slowly, lovingly, feeling his prick coming to life, growing gradually thicker and harder, the veins gorging with blood, pulsating with desire.

She had two fingers inside her oozing cunt, resting on her side, her legs clamped shut over her hand, her digits buried deeply inside her snatch. She wanted to cry out with joy. She was feeling more and more excited!

His shaft glistened with her warm saliva. She cupped his balls. Then she let her hand rest over his wiry pubes.

She finger fucked herself as she sucked his lusty young tool. It was soon completely erect in her mouth. She would hold the bottom half of his shaft and trail the tip of her tongue up and down it, tracing the outline of his beautifully sculptured prick head.

His cock began to dance in her hand and he groaned, flinching slightly, his head turning to one side on the pillow. He remained fast asleep. Ruth was convinced he was dreaming of her, that what she was now doing to him was somehow entering that dream.

She loved the slightly salty taste of his peter. Its firmness. The way it would start to rumble before it exploded its cum wads, like a volcano at the moment of eruption.

"Mmmmmm," the boy moaned, his body turning slightly, as if he was about to stretch. Ruth was enjoying herself thoroughly. She didn't want her nephew to wake, not until she had had her fun!

She continued sucking languidly on his shaft. Then she let his cock slip from her lips and held up the boy's nuts, sniffing their boyish aroma under the confines of the sheets.

She first sucked on one globe, then the other, reveling on their smooth shapeliness. She gently pulled the few hairs dotting his balls with her teeth, the skin rising up to touch her bottom lip. Then she ran her tongue over and between his wiry blond pubes.

She was completely intoxicated by his body, drunk on his pale young flesh. She lifted up his balls and licked the line of flesh which ran down to his anus. She wished she could lift his butt up too and lick out his asshole, but she was sure he would wake up if she tried.

Instead, she continued sucking his hard tool, changing her sucking rhythm until she felt the familiar tremors building from deep inside his loins. He was moaning steadily now. He called her name several times, she could just make out what he was saying, and she thought her heart would leap into her mouth.

As she blew him, taking in every hard inch and breathing through her nostrils, she ardently finger fucked herself. She climaxed, whimpering with pleasure, careful not to make a loud noise, though again she felt the helplessly uncontrollable urge to cry out with joy when she was near him. To let everyone know what they were doing and how much pleasure they were giving one another.

His legs opened and closed convulsively and his moans and sighs became louder, more distinct. She cupped his balls and sucked and sucked. She fingered her clit button until it sent out spasmodic fuck signals which lit her body up like a Christmas tree. She climaxed again, cunt juice oozing out of her ravaged gash, soaking the sheets under her naked body.

He squirmed in delight, his chest muscles tightening, his whole body preparing for the ecstatic pleasure she was about to give him. Her heart pounded. She had nearly ha entire hand inside her cunt, her eyes wide with delight as another orgasm washed over her.

She drilled her tongue into his cock slit, rewarded with an ooze of pre-cum which sparked her taste buds. She rolled his viscous essence on the end of her tongue, then swallowed, feeling the liquid warmth flowing down her throat. She could drink his prick juice for hours and still thirst for more!

"God!" she whispered to herself, running her tongue up and down his shaft as she went down on him, her lips touching his scrotum.

He whimpered, like a lost child, writhing slowly, pushing up his loins as if unconsciously forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. She felt the tip of his cock against the very back of her throat.

She sucked harder, enveloping every inch of his thick member.

Then he came, gushing hot bubbling jism into her mouth, down her throat. She nearly choked on it, there were so many wads to swallow.

Amazingly enough, he still seemed to be sleeping. He must think this is an incredible wet dream! she thought, cm oozing out of the corners of her mouth as she strove to swallow every delicious cum drop.

She had never tasted anything so delicious before. Like bananas and cream! Better than any man's cock. Better than her husband's could ever be! She came again, his spicy cream triggering off another orgasm.

When she had sucked him completely dry, she let his still hard cock slip carefully from her lips and fall back against his belly where it continued to quiver.

She licked her sperm-stained lips and smiled, nearly swooning with delight. She felt satisfied and content, having come more than enough times in such a brief span of time herself.

Holding back a giggle, Ruth peered up over the sheets and saw the blissful smile on Bill's face.

He was still sleeping! Poor thing, she thought, he was so exhausted after last night. We fucked and sucked for hours! I've worn the kid out!

She sighed. Her cunt started to itch again. Maybe it was time he did get up. She drew the sheets off his body and carefully straddled his lower body. If this won't wake him up, she thought, then nothing will!

Her legs quivering, she squatted over him, taking hold of his hard-on from behind and bringing it up so it was poised like an arrow directly under her pussy. Then she lowered herself down, spearing herself with his fuck pole. Then she started to fuck him, slowly at first, enjoying every inch.