William Taylor - Play together family

"Sure, Aunt Ruth. I'll keep quiet."

Ruth thrilled at her nephew's enjoyment. His hard cock felt damp and hot against her palm, and she wanted to bend down and suck in that fat, mushroom-capped dong and really give the boy a treat. But she wasn't quite ready to go that far. She saw him staring at her heavy tits and remembered how, only this morning, he'd had one stiff nipple in his mouth. She yanked his meat with more energy and heard him groan again.

Minutes passed, and Tommy, still showed no signs of cumming. Ruth wrapped her other hand around the swollen cock and jacked it up and down. Then she used one hand to pinch the tender skin under the groove of his bulb while she pumped and squeezed.

Tommy gasped and sighed, rolling his head from side to side on the pillow, loving the expert hand job he was receiving from his aunt's soft, teasing fingers. Jeez, would Danny's tongue hang out when he heard about this!

Ruth's hands blurred as she pumped her nephew's jerking, oozing cock furiously, anxious to see his thick jism erupt into the air. The boy smiled, frustrating her by holding back. It was a trick he'd learned while jerking off long ago.

More minutes passed, and Ruth wondered what was the matter. Al hadn't been able to take more than two or three minutes of her talented hands before shooting all over the place.

"Tommy," she asked, removing her hands, "am I doing something wrong?"

"Oh, no," he assured her. "Well," and here he pretended to be embarrassed, "I guess I'm nervous, and I usually, uh, look at pictures, you know?"

Ruth's face flushed with excitement. Unable to resist the ache in her cunt, she asked him what kind of pictures he looked at.

"Well," he said, his fat cock waving in the air, "I like GEM and FLING magazines."

Ruth knew those magazines featured women with huge tits, and understood now why Tommy had lost control that morning. "I don't have any pictures like that here, Tommy," she said, her mouth suddenly going dry. "But – do you think seeing the real thing again might help?"

Tommy forgot alt about holding back his cum as he watched his red-faced aunt unbutton her dress and slowly pull down her bra. Ruth's milky tits rolled hotly and sagged away from each other, the brown nipples stiff and quivering.

"Oh, Jeez!" the boy exclaimed, his eyes bugging out as his aunt's mammoth jugs shook nakedly before him.

"The women in those magazines look like this, don't they?" she asked.

"Yeah, yeah!" Tommy agreed, never taking his eyes from the round, smooth surfaces. He'd never been this close to his aunt's tits when she wasn't lying flat. He licked his lips as they swung and swayed when she reached for his cock.

Ruth pumped it slowly and said, "They pose like this, too, don't they?" And her free hand scooped up a heavy tit and jiggled it a bit.

"Yeah," Tommy said, his tortured prick jerking and his fat balls contracting as he watched her fingertips disappear in the soft tit-flesh. That did it. Ruth felt his cock vibrate, and then Tommy was hunching his hips wildly.

"Hunhh! Ug!! Ahhhh!" he grunted, thick wads of pearly cum flying into the air and falling on her wrist and forearm Ruth kept on jacking his shaking, rubbery cock. The gushing teenaged cock made her mouth water, and she tried to recall the taste of Al's cum. She was surprised to discover that the memory was no longer there; it had all been too long ago. Mindlessly, Ruth slowly lowered her head and felt the boy's warm, wet cum-wads striking her lips and cheeks.

Tommy groaned and tried to lift his ass higher as he watched his red-faced aunt close her eyes and open her mouth. Then her tongue was hanging out a few inches above his spurting cock. He could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the last silvery globs shoot weakly out and land on her pink tongue. And then she was squeezing the fleshy pole, forcing a few thin drops to ooze from the peehole. They dribbled down the round sides of his bulb and were caught by her fingers.

"Mmmmmm!" Ruth sighed, releasing him to lick them clean. Then she sucked up the white pearls on her arm.

"There's some on your cheeks," Tommy reminded her.

Ruth tried to feel guilty about her conduct as she wiped her cheeks and then stuck the fingers in her mouth. She couldn't, and was a little apprehensive about where all this might lead.

"I, I guess I got carried away," she said, eyeing her nephew's spent cock. The faint trace of lipstick on it reminded her that their relationship had been irrevocably changed. "I wish I could say I'm sorry, but I'm not. Seeing your cock, and playing with it, made me horny, too. But this is wrong, and we could both get in big trouble! So-so try to forget what happened, OK?"

Suddenly worried, Tommy blurted, "We can still do this, can't we?"

"I-I hadn't thought that far ahead," Ruth confessed. "I guess you're going to get hard every time I help you pee, aren't you?"

Tommy grinned, and his aunt ruefully added, "If not oftener. OK, I'll help you out until you're able to do it yourself."

Tommy was in seventh-heaven for the next few days. His aunt had graduated from jerking him off and licking his cum to forgetting all about her hands and letting him fuck her face every time he got hard. The first time he'd done that was after he'd taken a piss. Ruth had knelt in front of him and opened her mouth. Tommy just stepped forward until he was surrounded by warmth and wetness. It was his first blow job, but he could tell his aunt knew what she was doing.

Then his mother arrived, and Tommy wondered how he and Ruth were going to manage it without arousing suspicion. Ruth hadn't thought about it, but then it came to her! Kate would now be the one who was responsible for taking Tommy to the bathroom to piss and shit.

And, knowing her horny young nephew, he was sure to get hard. Ruth wondered how her sister would be able to handle her son's hard tool without getting horny.

It happened sooner than Ruth expected. Kate was sitting on the edge of Tommy's bed when she noticed a growing lump under the sheet. She swallowed hard and groaned inwardly. Her tight, plump cunt was burning and she knew that she was oozing. When Kate thought Tommy wasn't looking, she parted her legs under her dress to allow some cool air to hit her thighs.

"Mom," Tommy said, the ache in his balls heightened by the memory of her finger-fucking. Kate looked questioningly at him and he decided to try the ploy that had worked so well on his aunt. "I have to go to the bathroom."

Kate hadn't even had time to settle in her room, let alone talk with Ruth. It hadn't occurred to her that her son wouldn't be able to care for his private needs without help. But she was his mother. It was up to her.

The troubled woman helped him out of bed, her eyes avoiding the straining bulge in his pajama bottoms, and led him to the bathroom. Tommy stood in front of the toilet. Kate waited, and wondered what was taking him so long.

"Mom?" Her son's nervous, unfinished question brought a sudden awareness.

Kate gulped, realizing she'd known all along she would have to help him. She just hadn't been willing to face the fact. Moving almost as stiffly as a sleep-walker, she moved in front of him and opened his pajamas. Tommy's blood-filled prick jumped out, brushing her hand, the swollen purplish head slippery with pre-cum.

"Oh!" A look of awe washed over Kate's face. It looked so much larger than it had in the mirror when she'd been playing with herself. She noticed how fat her son's balls were as they nestled close to the thick root of the cock.

She stepped back, her face hot, but Tommy stopped her. "Mom, would you, uh, point it down so I can hit the bowl?"

Touching her boy's turgid, veiny cock was the last thing that Kate wanted to do. Her cunt was already on fire just from viewing it.