Morning Delights

Slowly opening his eyes Bailey was awoken by a wonderful feeling between his legs. Sitting on the bed next to him in a silk red robe was Aunt Megan, leaning over him and rubbing his hard dick. “Good morning, I saw this little guy sticking up to greet me and I just had to touch it.” It felt amazing to have her warm fingers around his cock, but he let her get him so horny he had trouble thinking, this was the same bitch she always was. Bailey slapped her hand away and sat up on the bed pulling the shirt down over his erect member. “Get away from me you fucking bitch!” SLAP! Bailey caught himself from falling out of the bed from the explosion of pain in his cheek, but had no time to recover before she held his chin in her hand, pinching his cheeks. “That wasn’t polite at all and definitely not the type of language a good girl would use. Say that again, but use words like fudge, sugar, silly goose, poo things like that.” She said looking hard into his eyes, holding the gaze and his chin for a few heartbeats before letting go. He knew better than to have said that outloud, he just never was a morning person and he really hated her. “Get away from me you silly goose.” He said it in a soft voice, still feeling the pain and heat from his right cheek. “Better, just make sure you keep that foul language out of your mouth. Next time I’m going to spank you with a bar of soap in your mouth. Can’t believe you got so upset from getting a hand job, figure we would start out with a reward with how good you were last night.” Megan said lying.

Bailey rubbed his cheek as he glared at the blonde woman. Going from hand job to a slap was one hell of a way to make sure you were fully awake. “I don’t want you to go through the day frustrated, so instead we will do this.” She pulled Bailey’s phone from her robe pocket and turned it on. Bailey waited not saying a word, he wanted to bring up those conversations, but this seemed like a bad time to ask for anything from her. She moved closer to Bailey, putting one arm around his shoulder and moving the phone screen in front of him. “Last night you had a wonderful conversation with August. He is such a good boy and it seems you my little niece are corrupting him. Let me scroll to the top here so you can see what you wrote him.

Bailey: I was told you gave a massage to Candi

August <3: Hey Bailey! Yeah, Ryan and I helped her out.

August <3: She had a Charlie horse, your not mad are you?

Bailey: Far from it, I just wish I was there too!

August <3: Oh yeah, I wish you were too. I will give you a massage anytime.

Bailey: You better :-p

Bailey: If you do I promise to massage something for you ;-P

August <3: If you were not sick I would come over now

Bailey: No, like Aunt Megan wouldn’t like that

Bailey: Oh I have an idea!

Bailey: Could you umm.. Forget it

August <3: What? Tell me

Bailey: I was hoping you could maybe take a video of cumming

August <3: you would like that? I haven’t ever done something like that before.

Bailey: Please! It would make me feel like lots better and like could you cum on a picture of me?

August <3: wow, umm yeah give me a few minutes

Bailey: I can’t wait

August <3: video

Bailey: Oh, that is hot!

August <3: Really? You like that sorta stuff?

Bailey: Mmmm hmmm

Bailey: I’m touching myself to it now

Bailey: Imagining you here with me now.

August <3: Wow, umm could you take a photo?

Bailey: No, I look terrible, but I like fer sur will make it up to you

Bailey: Now like I’m going to bed after I watch this a few more times

August <3: wish I was there.. Good night and feel better

Bailey: I’m sure I will soon

“That is disgusting…” Megan didn’t say anything, only hit replay on the video and glared at Bailey. She wanted a different response and he was sure it had to be inline with how she responded in the texts. “Oh sugar that is hot.” Her hard eyes shifted as she smiled at him. “I’m glad you like it because I think this is what you will be touching yourself too. Just setting the video to auto replay so you don’t have to touch the screen and keep your hands on your breasts and that little thing. I’m not small and I don’t want to touch myself to this garbage, Bailey told himself. “You don’t have to of course, I could bend you over the bed while you watch the video and get my strap on. You can pretend it is him fucking you, would you like that more?” Suddenly prison wasn’t sounding so bad, or at least it wasn’t until he thought of dropping his soap in the shared shower with those large men. “No, no I can do it.” Megan didn’t leave the room or even leave his side as he reached under the shirt and bra to start touching his sensitive nipple with one hand and start to play with his dick. His vision locked onto the screen seeing the familiar dick on the screen being jerked off over a tablet that had an image of him on it in the red dress from the night of the dinner party.

Bailey tried to focus on the image of himself, the only feminine thing he could lock his eyes on and just ride the pleasure he was feeling. “Say his name sweetheart, tell him you want him to cum. Tell him you want him to cum on you, tell him how you want him to fill you up with his seed.” Bailey looked at the barley dressed woman who only motioned back to the screen with her eyes. Looking back down at the screen and large dick Bailey swallowed and tried to mentally psych himself up without any luck. “August, cum for me baby.. Cum on me baby, you know you want to.” Bailey found himself getting rock hard much faster than he would have expected from touching himself. It was from the large breasted woman pressing into him, it was from his overly sensitive chest, he told himself. “God August, cum… cum on me baby!” Bailey’s voice sounded more strained as he got closer and closer to cumming. His moment of release came after the video showed August’s cum landing down on the tablet, on the image of himself, but it was Bailey’s cum that landed on the phone’s screen. “Oh that looked so good honey, now just clean up and we can talk about what we are going to do today.” Bailey held his sticky hand out from him and looked for tissues that might be around. “No pumpkin, use your mouth. A girl like you loves the taste of cum. Now clean up and tell me how much you love it, if not we can still see about my strap on.”

Looking at his hand, it was just his cum something to be washed off, he had done it hundreds of times. Men were not supposed to do this, but it was that or… no it was this. He did it yesterday and it was a thousand times better than the alternative. The creamy fluid went from his hand to his tongue, filling it with the bitter salty flavor that he wished he didn’t already know. “When you start doing this regularly you can try to get your man, or men to eat more things like nutmeg, cinnamon, oranges and other fruits to help improve the taste.” His hand still to his mouth Bailey looked at Megan who hadn’t left his side. “Don’t look so shocked, your Mom is much more of a prude than me. Now finish your breakfast, quickly now.” Bailey finished licking his hand clean and showed it to her to prove he did as she said. “Good, but you missed a few spots.” She said pointing to where cum landed on the comforter. With little choice he licked and sucked at the bed, feeling horrible on so many levels. “Good girl, now get up and get your face washed. I know you don’t ever neglect your teeth, though it is a shame for you to wash that flavor out of your mouth so soon.” Bailey had just put his feet on the floor when she got his attention again. “Oh Bailey, I think this morning we will start with you putting on that Cinderella one piece bathing suit and playing in the sprinkler, but if you do a good job with that and your ballerina practice I think we can talk about growing up today. That is if you even want to, do you?”

“Aunt Megan I can do the ballerina practice as a grown up right?” Bailey said not wanting to put on the child's bathing suit. “Do you like to do those exercises so much you will do them all grown up?” Bailey nodded vigorously at the question. “I do, I love them Auntie!” Megan pretended to think and got up from the bed adjusting her robe before opening the closet and pulling out the bathing suit in question. “I really wanted to see you in this, but if you want to grow up I guess we can do that. Tell you what, I still want to see you in this and play around, but if you are willing to do the ballerina practice every day, say twice a day and keep working on your math workbook for a week, no two weeks. You can skip playing time in the sprinkler. Don’t make that face Bailey, a good girl smiles right?” The scowl on Bailey’s face changed quickly to a happy smile. “Oh like I can def do that at home Auntie. But like after I go do that, what are we doing today?” Bailey planned on doing no such thing so this was a win. Megan smiled at Bailey, sure about what he was thinking about. “We will talk when you are done pumpkin, get washed up first.”