Ruth's hands began to tremble. She felt the sticky wetness spreading down from between her thighs as the boy moaned again. There was no mistaking what he was doing.
She leaned against the wall, her legs suddenly feeling too weak to support her weight, and decided it would be best to go quietly back down the hall to her bedroom. She didn't want her young nephew to suspect she had been furtively listening outside his door.
My God, she thought, sitting on the edge of her bed, her heart pounding, what's the matter with me? Why are all these crazy thoughts filling my head? He's my sister's son!
Ruth hadn't seen her nephew since his eleventh birthday. When her sister asked if he could spend the summer with her and her daughter Peg, she had been thrilled. Ruth hat been so lonely since her husband left her for that other woman – almost a year ago. Lonely and cheated. She would never forgive him for running out on her, leaving her to care for Peg, who was now Bill's age.
At times her resentment would burn like fire in the pit of her stomach and she would start to cry and be unable to stop. But in just a short time Bill had changed all that. It was like having a man around the house again. Ruth felt years younger and more assured of herself.
But now something else was happening. Ruth didn't want to acknowledge it – even to herself. Sooner or later she would have to give in to these strange feelings, as wrong as she knew them to be, and this frightened her. Excited her too. She had never felt such excitement welling up inside her before.
She had met Bill at the station. It had only been a week ago, but it seemed like much longer. It seemed now as if she had known the boy, all his life, as if she were his mother and not an aunt who hadn't seen him in four years.
He stood on the platform, a suitcase on either side of him, looking small for his age. His blond hair was almost shoulder length. And he was one of the most handsome boys Ruth had ever seen! He looked almost angelic and a bit pale. He ran to her, smiling broadly, and they embraced.
Even then Ruth remembered feeling a certain pang in her chest as she held his face in her hands. He was so cute it made her ache! His cheeks were so soft, his body so slender. At first he had been disarmingly shy with Ruth, but now they were friends. He really liked her and this thrilled the woman.
Then several nights after his arrival, Ruth walked past his door toward her bedroom. She thought she heard him whimpering, as if in pain. She paused by his door and listened, ready to rush in and find out what was wrong.
He moaned. Then the bedsprings squeaked, as if he was slowly bouncing up and down on the mattress. She heard the rustling of sheets. She pressed her ear against his door, her heart beating faster. He groaned and it sounded like he'd thrown the sheets off his body. She heard the sound of… her knees were suddenly weak. Could it be? she wondered.
It was difficult, to hear clearly. She wanted to smile, after all he was only a boy, but then she heard him whispering her name.
"Aunt Ruth… touch me there… mmmmm… stroke it."
The sound of his fist running up and down over his hard cock was now unmistakable. Now she knew he was masturbating, and thinking of her while he was jerking off. Ruth felt the overwhelming tingling sensation in her cunt. She wanted to reach under her summer dress and cum herself.
She wasn't amused or embarrassed or shocked by the boy's pants and grunts. She was aroused. More excited than she had ever been before. She thought she would collapse.
She wanted to throw open the door and leap into bed with Bill, feel his slim young buttocks, comb her fingers through his pubic hairs, feel the thickness of his hard cock. She wondered just how big his cock was. His jeans and cut-offs were so tight there always seemed to be an exciting bulge at his crotch.
She reached under her skirt and slipped her hand inside her moist panties.
"Suck me, Aunt Ruth… make me feel so good… lick my prick until I cum in your mouth… fuck me… fuck me… God… ohhhh God!"
Sweat ran down her face as she staffed finger fucking her oozing cunt. She tweaked her burgeoning clitoris until she came, falling down to her knees and stifling a cry of pleasure. Her orgasm washed over her. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from screaming in ecstasy.
Yes! She wanted to do all those things to him! She wanted to feel his cock slamming into her cunt. She wanted to taste his boyish member. But she held herself back. She pulled her fingers, now coated with her fragrant juices, out of her vagina and got weakly to her feet, feeling ashamed of herself now that her climax had passed.
She heard the boy yelp and the sound of his fist pounding his stiff cock became more liquid as he ejaculated. Ruth had gone back to her bedroom, just as she had tonight and the night before and the night before that. She had masturbated in bed for hours, cumming again and again, imagining what Bill looked like naked, his pale young body pressing excitedly against hers.
She never thought he could be like that – thinking of her in the same way she was thinking of him.
"This can't go on," Ruth said aloud, glancing out her bedroom window. It was almost midnight. The quiet was almost eerie. The beginning of June and already it felt like mid-August, hot and sticky. "What'll I do when Peg gets here?"
Her daughter was spending two weeks in California with friends. She would be back in another week. She, too, hadn't seen Bill since his eleventh birthday.
"How can I keep my feelings for Bill a secret from her?" Ruth wondered. She felt fidgety. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. And she couldn't take another night of lying in bed, fingering herself until she came, while Bill lay in his own bed down the hall.
Ruth stood up. It's going to happen sooner or later, she thought, the exhilarating feeling overwhelming her entire body. Her nipples pressed against the flimsy see-through fabric of her nightie, exciting her even further.
She walked back to Bill's door and listened. He was moaning. Very softly. Ruth could just about hear him. Now was the time for her to act…
She knocked on his door and the moaning stopped.
"Bill," she whispered. She cleared her throat and called out louder: "Bill? Are you alright?"
She opened his door and peered inside. Moonlight filtered through the window next to his bed, casting ghostly light over him. He was under the sheets. Ruth walked to the foot of his bed. Bill sat up, a startled look on his face.
She sat on the edges of his bed and impulsively ran her fingers through his long blond hair, now dampened with his sweat. "I thought I heard you… it sounded like you weren't feeling well," she said, her voice hoarse with mounting emotion. She could feel herself starting to tremble again. Keep calm, she told herself. Don't frighten the boy. He trusts you.
"I-I'm fine, Aunt Ruth. You-you must have heard something else," he stammered nervously. She could see the guilty look in his blue eyes.
She caressed his cheek, his neck. "You feel warm…" Her hand went inside his pajama top. The flat of her palm rubbed gently over his chest. "You're sweating. Here, take this off. You can't sleep with wet pajamas. You'll catch cold."
"No, Aunt Ruth, it's-it's okay. Really…" His voice faded as she pulled down the covers to his lap and began unbuttoning his pajama top.
"You must have had a bad dream," she said soothingly, pulling off the damp top.
"Yes, maybe I did." He sounded breathless. Nervous.
She saw his eyes were resting on her tits. Her cunt started to tingle, demanding attention, the kind of attention only her young nephew could give. Now that it was about to happen, Ruth felt relaxed. Despite the fire coursing through her veins.
"I know why you've been sweating, sweetheart," she whispered, running her hand over his chest.
He looked up at her, his eyes wide as saucers. "What-what do you… you mean, Aunt Ruth?"
"You don't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed with me, Bill. It's perfectly natural for a boy your age…"
"What's… what's natural."
"Sshh. Relax." Ruth slipped the straps of her nightie off her shoulders. Her pear shaped breasts were suddenly revealed to the boy. Ruth thought his eyes would pop out of their sockets. She smiled, feeling in full control of herself now, as if she had been through all this before. In her imagination, she had.
"Aunt Ruth!" he gasped in amazement.
"Do you like my tits?" she asked huskily.
He was mesmerized by her beautifully shaped mounds. "Jeez, yes."
"Do you want to touch them… feel how hard my nipples are for you?" she panted eagerly.
He nodded, unable to speak, and looked up into her eyes. She leaned toward him and took his chin in the palm of her hand. Then she kissed him, her tongue disappearing between his hot, dry lips. He sighed deeply, his arm hooking around her back, forcing them into an awkward embrace. Her tits flattened against his heaving chest.
He sucked on her tongue, slipping his instinctively into her mouth, running it over her teeth and gums. His hot breath fanned her face.
She reached down under the covers and felt the curliness of his soft pubic hair. He was fully erect. She grasped his tool and her heart leapt for joy. It was enormous! Almost nine inches long and thick as a tree trunk! She felt her whole body melting.
"Do you love me, Bill?" she whispered. "Do you want me?"
"Yes, yes! I-I can't explain it, but… I don't know… I've been thinking of you all the time… I mean, the two of us doing things… like… like… fucking… it's wrong isn't it, Aunt Ruth. I mean, we shouldn't be doing this… it's crazy… crazy to really be doing it, not just imagining it."
"No, Bill, it's not wrong… not if both of us want it to happen. I know you're only a young boy and you're my own nephew but I've thought the same things about you. I know you've been masturbating every night, thinking of me, imagining me in bed with you."
He blushed to the roots of his hair, then looked down, suddenly realizing she was holding his cock.
She too looked down and saw for the first time how magnificent his adolescent peter was. Now, more than ever before, she wanted to feel it… to taste it!
"But what will Mom say?" he asked, fidgeting as she started to stroke him. He winced, as if in pain.
"We don't have to tell her. You've never been with a girl before, have you, sweetheart?"
"No."
"Then it'll be like an education. I'll be your teacher. There's a lot I could teach you about a woman's body…"
He fell back against the pillow, fuck sensations swirling inside his young loins as she continued to fist fuck him. He could feel his tumescence getting even thicker. His mushroom-shaped prick head was swelling up and turning a purplish color.
"I'm going to cum, Aunt Ruth," he said, his voice as high as a little girl's. "Please Aunt Ruth…"
With her free hand she pulled down the nightie and lifted herself off the bed so it fell to her feet. She spread her legs slightly and took his hand, placing it on her dark pubic triangle.
"It's all wet and sticky," he said naively.
Ruth couldn't help smiling. "It's because you're exciting me so. Don't you want to fuck me… to feel your magnificent young tool inside me, where it's so nice and hot and wet."
She got on the bed and instructed him to lie back. She stopped her stroking, sensing he was just on the verge of cumming. She didn't want all that jism going to waste!
"What are you going to do?" he asked, his forehead creased with concern. Everything was happening too fast for the teen. He still couldn't believe this was actually happening to him. It was like a dream! A dream come true!
He couldn't keep his hands off her tits. He had noticed how big and firm they were when she met him at the train station. She was so beautiful! He hadn't remembered her looking so wonderful, so young, more like a girlfriend than a relative. Although he was shy with people, particularly girls, he felt instantly at ease with Ruth. His shyness soon disappeared as if they had been close friends for a long time.
What was now happening seemed like a natural progression. He had wondered what she looked like without any clothes on and each time these thoughts entered his head – and that had been often since he arrived to stay with her – he would get an aching hard on and would be compelled to jack off, to experience his aunt in that one burst of vicarious pleasure.
Now it was for real and it felt right. He was no longer ashamed as he had been only a moment before. Because she wasn't ashamed.
Ruth held up his impressive penis and drilled the tip of her tongue into his now oozing piss slit. He moaned appreciatively, frantically fondling her tits, becoming more and more aroused. He could feel the cum boiling in his testicles. He yearned for release.
He tweaked her pointed nipples, seeing how big and red they were. Then his eyes wandered down to her sex, with its dark covering of wiry pubes. He traced the puffy outline of her cunt lips and she spread her legs giving him easy access to her swollen nubbin of pleasure.
He inserted his middle finger inside her pussy, feeling her cunt muscles pulling his digit inward. It was the most exciting sensation he had ever experienced! He could smell her fragrance, mixed with her sweat and the intangible scent of mounting excitement and anticipation.
Her tongue trailed under the domed shape of his dick head, her saliva running down his thick boy shaft. Then her lips covered the upper part of his penis and her head began bobbing slowly up and down. The bobbing motions soon got quicker as she struggled to swallow every inch of his dong.
In his growing excitement, the young boy had two, then three fingers up his aunt's dripping cooze. Imitating her sucking motions, his digits stabbed steadily in and out of her fuck channel, paying special attention to her sensitive clitoris.
Bill didn't know much about girls other than what he saw in girlie magazines. He had never even kissed a girl before, but he was learning quickly.
Ruth was unleashing all his pent-up desires. His hands were all over her, his fingers played havoc with her pussy until she felt a tremendous orgasm building, building, building.
"Ohhh God!" she groaned, kissing his member repeatedly, his pre-cum oozing out of his gaping dick hole.
"Going to cum," he moaned, as if to himself. "Auntie… I can feel it… gonna feel so fucking good… Jesus it's going to be good!"
She could feel his body tensing up. She fondled his well-hung balls, squeezing the bouncing globes gently as his ass began hopping up and down on the mattress. A wild grin was spread across his face. He looked more adorable than ever!
She pressed her forefinger against his asshole and she thought he would hit the ceiling.
"Jesus! Do that again!" he squealed, feeling her cunt juices dripping from his wrist. His entire hand was inside her. She was creaming up a storm, cumming a second, then a third time.
Bill knew he couldn't hold back his own orgasm another second, especially with his aunt's finger up his ass!
As if reading his very thoughts, Ruth sucked his saliva-coated tool faster and faster, building up pressure inside his shaft. At the same time she slipped her finger in and out of the boy's tight rectum, the tip of her digit massaging his prostate.
"Fuck! FUCK!" he exclaimed, his body on fire.
He arched his back, his fingers falling from inside her red hot cunt, and screamed with pleasure, slamming his groin into his aunt's face. Only seconds later she felt his first sizzling wad of boy-cum hit the back of her throat.
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.
She climaxed, screaming with delight, her cries of pleasure exciting the boy. He could feel his prick oozing pre-cum. She wrapped her legs around his neck, forcing his tongue deeper into her. He concentrated on her thickening clit.
"Again!" she squealed. She sounded like a little girl. "Suck me, baby, suck me!"
He forced his middle finger up Ruth's asshole. She lifted her butt off the bed to give his digit a better angle of ascent. It was marvelous! Bit by bit he filled her anal passage, corkscrewing his finger into her.
Everything was so perfectly synchronized! His lips, his tongue, his fingers, even his hot breath stimulated her! The scintillation was almost too much for the young woman to take! She moaned incessantly, the ceiling seemingly to be rushing down to crush her. The bedsheets became entangled around her sweating body.
So many different sensations were bombarding her at once!
She reached another breathtaking orgasm, the boy's finger all the way inside her butt hole, going in and out, in and out, while her cunt burned as his tongue and the fingers of his other hand created a symphony of pleasure between her thighs. The sensations in both holes merged to created one spectacular fuck sensation.
"Jesus… oh Jesus, Jesus… Bill do that again. AGAIN! Fuck I can't believe this… it's so good… so… so… AHHH!"
She thought he would never stop. He would slow down, change tempo, become fast and faster still, everything building to an incredible peak of pleasure when her entire body would burst like a big bubble and she would cry out in pleasure, her eyes filling with tears.
It seemed like hours before he finally stopped, panting for breath, his lower face smeared with her cream. He was trembling as much as Ruth was.
The boy wanted desperately to fuck his aunt. His body ached with the need to fill a woman's hot wet pussy for the first time.
Ruth gathered him up in her arms and showered him with kisses of gratitude, telling him again and again how much pleasure he had given her. Never had she experienced THAT kind of intense stimulation!
"Can we fuck now?" he asked, like a child begging for a piece of candy.
"God, yes, my sweet young man. We'll fuck all night long. You'll see!"
That was just what the boy wanted to hear. He beamed from ear to ear, the smell of her body lingering in his nostrils.
Ruth reached down, and stroked his hard member, feeling his round hairless globes.
"Don't, Aunt Ruth!" he cried out in alarm. "I'm so close to cumming if you do that any more I'll shoot my load!"
"Alright," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "You know what to do, don't you?"
"I-I guess so." Now that the time had finally arrived Bill wasn't quite sure he did. He didn't want to make a fool of himself.
"Here. I'll help you. Don't worry, everything will turn out fine."
Bill realized he still tad a lot to learn. He positioned himself between his aunt's outstretched thighs, his hard cock pulsating more than ever before. Gently he got on top of Ruth and felt her hand gripping his hard cock.
His cock looked truly enormous as be knelt in front of her. It jutted at a manful angle from his young loins while his balls swung slightly as he maneuvered himself atop her. She found herself unconsciously panting in anticipation, already feeling his member slicing through her inner cuntal depths. Her pussy began to cream steadily.
She guided his shaft to her honey pot. She felt the mushroomed tip of it slipping between her open gash.
Bill was trembling uncontrollably, as if he had suddenly developed a high fever. He blushed when he realized he was dangerously close to shooting his load. He felt Ruth's agile fingers on his shaft, stroking him slightly, just enough to set him off. He didn't want to cum until he had given her the pleasure he knew she craved, but he wasn't sure he could.
"That's it, baby," she cooed. "You're doing just fine. God, you feel so big. Your cock is bigger than my husband's. Or should I say my ex-husband. It's bigger than any man's prick I've come across. Wonderful. Just wonderful!"
"Aunt Ruth… ohhh it does feel good. So warm… so wet…" His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he pressed forward, slowly sending his nine inch dong into her pussy. She arched her back and whimpered with delight, feeling every delicious inch of his penis thrusting into her.
Her cunt muscles and membranes tugged at the teen's hard shaft, massaging it like countless tiny fingers. Bill gasped with delight, biting his lower lip in an effort not to cum.
Not yet, he thought to himself, trying to hold himself back. Not yet, God! Please! But it was a losing battle. The sensations flashing through him were too keen. He was actually inside Aunt Ruth's beautiful cunt! He couldn't believe it. He heard her moans and felt his muscles tightening across his chest and down his thighs and arms.
His cheek was pressed against her tits. He felt Ruth's nails running up and down his back, already leaving red marks.
"Now go in and out," she urged him. "Slam that beautiful piece of fuck inside me. Again. Again. Yes, yes, yes!"
He slammed into her, once, twice, three times. Deeper and deeper, the sensations multiplying, becoming better and more intense, enveloping his entire body. He was fucking! He was actually fucking for the first time!
"Ohhh shit!" he said between clenched teeth. He fell forward, as if someone had suddenly pushed him from behind. "God! Jesus Christ!" he moaned, his teeth digging into her tit mound.
"Bill! Duly!" she cried, feeling his thickness. Was it possible he was still getting thicker and longer inside her? It certainly felt that way! She wrapped her legs around his slim young ass, knowing he was seconds away from shooting his aching own load. But there would be others. A boy as young and virile as her nephew was capable of coming repeatedly inside her and that was just what she wanted him to do.
The important thing was not to make him feel humiliated. She sensed how he wanted to please her so. She felt a rush of affection for him. Wrapping her arms around him she held him tightly, hearing his moans of pleasure.
Then it happened. His cock jerked furiously inside her oozing vagina and he came, filling her pussy channel with his spicy young fuck sauce.
"Aunt Ruth," he sighed blissfully, being cradled in her arms like a baby. "Ohhhh, Aunt Ruth!"
Instinctively, he jabbed his cock into her, ramming through her pussy folds, his cock shooting wad after precious wad into her. It was pleasure beyond his wildest dreams!
He seemed to be melting like candle wax into her flesh, becoming a vital part of her. He wanted the feeling to go on and on forever.
He wriggled his ass, his cock slicing though her cunt like a knife through soft butter. She felt his muscles tightening as she held him close, her mouth open in silent ecstasy, not so much for what she was feeling, but what he was experiencing for the first time.
And I'm the one who initiated him. I've just taken his virginity. He was so hard inside her, rubbing directly across her clit button. Shivers ran up and down her spine. She was very close to cumming herself.
It'll be my turn next, she thought, her fingers combing through his thick blond hair.