Cum and Chocolate

Dinner was quieter than usual and your aunt didn’t eat much.

“Leave the dishes,” she told you, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you away from the kitchen sink. She picked up the box of chocolates as she passed the counter and lead you back over to the couch. “Pants off,” she commanded as she made herself comfortable. Her casual manner was oddly compelling and you found yourself pulling down your pants without a second thought before her joining her.

Your aunt turned the tv on then looked over to you, her focus clearly on your crotch. “You’re not hard,” she noted, a hand resting on your thigh, the other flicking through channels on the remote.

“Not yet,” you replied, already feeling a tingle. You decided to take your shirt off too. Her eyes darted over your completely naked body for a moment then she nonchalantly picked a chocolate from the box. There was a quiet moment of you both watching the screen while she chewed on her morsel, the woman moving in closer to you as she relaxed. Her bare leg rested against yours.

“Oh, I love this movie,” she said, her fingers gentle scratching your inner thigh. She put the remote down and snuggled into your side, the box of chocolates now in her lap. You had to wrap an arm around her shoulder because of the seating arrangement and didn’t know how to feel being completely nude while your aunt was still dressed. You could barely concentrate on what movie was actually playing as she started handling your slowly swelling cock, her touch jumpstarting your erection. It was confusingly intimate to hold her like this, her head resting on your shoulder, the smell of her hair sending a small shiver down your spine. “Is this weird?” she asked, though the question didn’t seem to be exclusively directed at you. Her eyes were still fixed onto the screen while she continue stroking your hardness. It was amazing how her soft hands always felt so good milking you, and the building pleasantness distracted you from answering. It didn’t seem like she needed you to speak though, and she went on. “I’m just… bummed that Brynn’s gone. And I want to watch a movie and eat some chocolate. And some cum.”

You cast your gaze down to your aunt’s face, seeing her at a high angle but noticing that her own eyes had switched from the screen to where she was working your cock.

“It’s not weird,” you assured her finally, your voice already breathy. “You do need your load.” You saw your aunt lick her lips, still jerking you off, her hand expertly shifting up and down your thickness, precum beading from the head. Her eyes flicked back to the television but her fingers continued to squeeze you up and down and you had to try and control your breathing as Aunt Les lubed you up with your own precum. You tried to watch the film too, but your aunt’s handjob skills were such that you couldn’t really devote much attention to anything other than feeling how sensational her skin against yours felt. You leaned your head back, closing your eyes and letting yourself enjoy it. There was the crinkling of the paper in the chocolate box then you felt something tapping your chin.

“Have some,” said your aunt as you opened your eyes to see her offering you a piece of chocolate between two fingers. She never stopped stroking as you opened your mouth and she popped it past your lips, her fingers following needlessly. You closed your mouth around her offered digits, sucking on them for just the briefest moment before she retrieved it and you began chewing on the chocolate. What supremely selfless act had you performed in a previous life to deserve this? To have this gorgeous woman’s warm body pressed against you as she fed you chocolate and jerked you off. You must have been some kind of saint.

“God damn…” you cursed after swallowing the rich dark chocolate. Its bitterness was mellow and melted away to deep sweetness that made everything better.

“Are you close?” asked your aunt, starting to sound breathless too.

“Maybe…” you said, gritting your teeth, selfishly not wanting this moment to end. Your hand gripped onto her shoulder a little as her stroking speed increased.

“Want to make me work for it huh?” she teased, squeezing you down near the base of your cock and and making you groan. With your mouth opened she fed you another piece of chocolate which you chewed hurriedly, then as you were swallowing that mouthful she grabbed onto you jaw, pulling your head down. She kissed you then, letting you taste the sweet candy on her lips and tongue as she tasted yours. It was sugar and saliva and heat in your mouths, smacking lips and sucking tongues. With how she had pulled you into her you found your free hand on your aunt’s chest, gripping her breast over her shirt. She continued pulling at your cock now enclosed by a bubble of warmth between your two bodies. The kissing was broken for a moment and she leaned back then pulled her flimsy shirt off, tossing it behind the couch, then went back to working your cock, now with both of her hands. You went back to groping her tits with one hand, the other on the back of her head as you pressed lips. “Cum for me,” she gasped, her forehead on yours, her syrupy breath on your lolling tongue.

“Shit...I’m gonna..” you grunted, squeezing her soft fleshy tit tighter.

“Yeah cum… do it all over. All over everything. All over me…”

“Fuck... Fuck!”

You erupted and she sighed, pumping your cock for everything you were worth. You felt the thick hot fluids splash over your stomach and arms, getting onto your aunt in the same general area.

“That’s it… cum for me… mmm… keep going…” she moaned, slightly angling your jizzing penis over the chocolate box. You unloaded over her treats, covering them first in creamy streaks which quickly gathered into fat white globs with how much you could cum now.

As the flow began to die down your aunt bent at the waist and took your cock into her mouth and she sucked greedily. You shuddered at her draining the last few pulses of your sticky orgasm, making you deposit it down the back of her throat, then she sat up with a wet smile. She surveyed the mess she had helped you make while she slurped the runoff from her fingers, and in the next second she was licking your cum off of your stomach. She cleaned you up, hoovering every congealing globule from your skin, sucking and humming as she travelled down to your crotch. It was a sight to behold as well as a sensation to savor, and when she was finally done she sat back with a contented expression. The box in her lap, half empty of chocolate now, was full of your cum. Where there wasn’t a piece of chocolate covered in sperm, the empty divots had been refilled with your white cream. Aunt Les picked up a dripping piece of candy and ate it, relishing the combination of her now two favourite things in her mouth. She snuggled back into you and refocused on the television and she picked up another piece of chocolate, this one only half covered in cum, which she fixed by dipping it into the tray. You realised she was going to finish the entire box, and she did, moaning quietly after swallowing each sweet load. When she was out of chocolate pieces she used her fingers to scoop up the remains and seemed to enjoy eating it off her hand just as much.

When the movie was over you were both barely awake, but your aunt made you get off the couch.

“I’m definitely not sleeping in an empty bed tonight,” she told you, once again leading you to where she wanted you to be by the hand.

You sat on the cool silk sheets of her bed, still naked, and watched your aunt take her shorts and underwear off before she climbed in herself. She lay down and yawned, then blinked at you when she saw how you stared at her naked body. You weren’t quite sure what was expected of you now.

“Good night,” she said, before closing her eyes. And with that she seemed to be ready to sleep and so you laid down next to her.

“Good night,” you said, watching the woman for a few minutes before drifting off yourself.