Post shower load

“I need another load right now,” said your aunt, her short hair still dripping wet because she had practically sprinted out of the shower. You were on the couch and the woman had slid herself between you and the laptop on the coffee table. She had a towel around her but she was barely keeping up the pretense of modesty. Your shorts had already been worked down and your everready erection was wrapped with freshly moisturised fingers.

That your aunt was so needy for another load so soon wasn’t too much of a surprise. You had plotted an decrease in satiation windows that would match an increase of libido for this point of her timeline. Peaks and troughs were to be expected and there would be a plateau to reach at some point. For now though the addiction was going to be almost all consuming. Kind of like how she was consuming your cock right now. Your aunt was cradling your balls in cupped hands with an odd tenderness while slavishly licking your swollen tip. She slurped obscenely, soft lifts rubbing your turgid flesh, globs of your precum seeping up and out of your skyward sword and immediately swallowed up by the eager cumslut.

You felt a small puff of air against your ankles as Leslie’s towel slipped off her chest and hit the rug. She didn’t care of course and started sucking you off in earnest now, sliding half of your length into her drooling maw and jerking you off at the base. This was new technique you hadn’t seen her employ before and you had to wonder where he learned it from.

“That’s amazing,” you gasped, feeling her suction increase as she squeezed your cock with her mouth and hand. She flattened her fingers to deepthroat you and your knees were made to tremble. “Oh fuck.”

There was a pop sound as she popped you out of her mouth. She tittered, eyes sparkling up at you.

“I got some pointers,” she explained, squeezing you up and down in her palm as you stared at her. “I think you know from who.” She smiled then went back to working your cock with her mouth.

You knew who, and it was the kind of knowledge that put a picture in your head. That was more than enough and you blew your load hard.

“Fuck!” you roared, the spike of pleasure erupting through your body. Feeling the cum hit her throat your aunt pulled back and then you felt her tongue flat against your frenulum, the wet muscle undulating and milking the head of your cock. You watched your aunt’s open mouth fill with your cum. The amount of shots you had to give would surely have spilled out of a less experienced cock sucker, but Leslie was now a cum chugging champion. The extra tips she got, like the focus on your tip, was turning her into something of a goddess. You imagined a halo of light appearing about your beautiful, naked aunt before slumping backwards into the couch feeling tremendously satisfied. Tingles still shivered through you and Leslie extracted the last dollops of jizz with an equally content sigh.

When she stood she was still naked and still carefree about it. Your wet, waning cock, still thick and engorged but no longer standing straight up, throbbed at the sight. Her skin looked so soft and supple after her shower… and her crotch, so clean shaven and bare, was noticeably pinker than anywhere else on her body. Her pussy was still leaking. She rubbed it now, her eyes lingering on your resting cock before she looked over the couch behind you.

“I hope your mom’s ready for me again,” she said, grinning. She wandered off with a faraway look in her eyes, patting you on the head as she passed the couch. This time when she did go into the bedroom and you heard your mother cry out in surprise. Then there was barely concealed laughter and faded into softer sounds.

You picked up the towel from the floor, stood, and considered getting some ice for your dick.