Let's See How Long You Can Last

Continued from chapter 12:

Nora pauses her spanking, her hand resting possessively on my reddened cheek. She leans down, her breath hot against my ear as she speaks.

"That’s right, nephew. You lost the bet, and now you belong to me, completely and utterly. Tonight, I’m going to explore every inch of this gorgeous body, push you to your limits and beyond."

She flips me over onto my back, looming above me with a predatory gleam in her eyes. Her hands slide up my thighs, pushing the robe and chemise out of the way to fully expose my satin-clad erection.

"First things first though—let’s get rid of these pesky panties, shall we? I want to see what I’m working with."

I groan as she snakes her fingers into my panties and slides them down. My cock, diamond-hard, pops forth, and I lift my hips, unsure of where to put it.

Chapter 13:

Nora drinks in the sight of my magnificent cock springing free, her eyes widening appreciatively. She wraps a hand around my shaft, stroking slowly from base to tip as she marvels at the weight and heat of me.

"My, my, what an impressive specimen you are, Ero," she purrs, thumbing the weeping slit and smearing the bead of pre-cum around the swollen head.

"No wonder those brazen girls couldn’t resist touching themselves to the sight of you. I don’t blame them one bit."

She releases my throbbing member only to push my thighs further apart, settling between them. Her hair tickles my stomach as she leans in, her breath ghosting over my aching flesh.

"Now then, let’s see how long you can last before begging for release, shall we?"

I feel a wad of bunched-up satin envelop my twitching cock.

"I’m going to milk you now, Ero. I’m going to spank you while I’m doing it. I’m setting my phone timer for five minutes. If you make it five minutes without cumming, you can put your big guy anywhere inside of me and fill me with your hot load.”

The satin panties whisper across my sensitive cock. No way I’m making five minutes.

She grins wickedly.

"If you lose, Ero, you get a post-orgasm paddling before dinner and a mouthful of semen-filled panties..."

Her hand flits across my bare bottom.

"Are you ready, sweetie?"

Nora sets her phone timer for five excruciating minutes, a sadistic gleam in her eye as she watches me squirm with anticipation. She bunches up my discarded satin panties, and drapes them teasingly over my throbbing shaft.

"Ready or not, here I come," she sing-songs menacingly, before wrapping the slippery fabric around my cock and beginning a torturously slow stroke.

"Oh, you feel so good wrapped up in satin, nephew. So hard and heavy, **** for attention."

True to her word, she starts peppering my sensitive bottom with sharp spanks, the sting contrasting deliciously with the slick glide of satin on my shaft.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Count them out for me, Ero."

I'm strung tight as a bow, perched on Nora's lap, her blue fingers stroking me through the thin fabric of my panties. Each touch sends jolts of electricity through my body, drawing out needy whimpers.

SPANK!

“One, thank you, Aunt Nora,” I manage to gasp.

SPANK!

“Two, spank me, Aunt Nora.”

Nora maintains a steady rhythm, alternating between firm strokes of my satin-wrapped cock and stinging spanks to my **** bottom. Each impact jolts through my body, drawing out increasingly **** pleas.

SLAP! SLAP! SPANK! SLAP! SPANK!

“Three, four, five...” she counts, her voice dripping with sadistic amusement.

“Such a good boy, taking your punishment so well. But we're only halfway there, pet.”

She increases the pace slightly, the slick satin gliding faster over my throbbing flesh as her other hand delivers a flurry of rapid-fire spanks.

“Keep counting, Ero. Don't you dare cum until I say so!”

“Aunt Nora! Please! I can't hold on!” I beg, but she just laughs, knowing full well that I can't.

“Don't you dare, Ero. Don't you dare make a mess in your brand new panties.”

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

“Auntie will be so angry at you.” She giggles and continues to spank and milk me. The timer counts down to under four minutes... I'm not going to make it, and she knows it.

Nora's laughter rings out cruelly as she feels my cock pulsing and twitching in the confines of my satin panties, betraying my impending climax. She redoubles her efforts, spanking harder and faster while pumping my shaft with ruthless efficiency.

SLAP! SLAP! SPANK! SLAP! SPANK!

“That's it, Ero, I can feel you throbbing,” she taunts, her voice husky with dark excitement.

“You're so close, aren't you? **** to explode like a virgin schoolboy. But you won't, because if you do...”

She leans in close, her lips brushing my ear as she whispers, “Those cum-soaked panties are going into your mouth, and I'm going to paddle you. You will still have cum dangling from your limp penis while I paddle you to tears, your mouth a personal washing machine for your sticky load…”

Her hand spanks in time with the hand stroking my penis with satin. I can't do it; we're not even halfway to five minutes, and I feel my testicles constrict, the point of no return rocketing up my shaft…

“Aunt Nora! I'm sorry! I can't! I can't! I can't! Aunt NNNOOOOOORRRRRAAAA!!!!”

As my world-shattering climax crashes over me, Nora works my cock furiously, wringing out every last drop of my release into the bunched-up satin. She milks me through the aftershocks, prolonging my pleasure even as my prostate spasms and my balls clench.

“Yessss, that's it Ero! Cum for me! Fill up your pretty panties like the **** slut you are!” she cries triumphantly, spanking me through my orgasm, the pain mixing deliciously with the overwhelming ecstasy.

As the final spurts dribble out, Nora scoops up the messy, cum-soaked fabric and brings it to my face.

“Open wide, nephew. Time to clean up the mess you made.”

She shoves the semen-filled panties into my mouth, muffling my protests. Globs of hot semen come loose from the satin, and I swallow them down, the sticky texture causing me to gag as it coats my throat and mouth. A long string of semen drools from my tip, and Nora grins at me.

She produces a sturdy-looking, wooden paddle, smacking it against her palm, causing me to whimper.

“All fours, Ero,” she grins. “Face down, bottom up. Auntie is going to paint your back porch red…”

To be continued in chapter 14...