An Early Sunrise.

You squinted at the morning sun that lanced through the small apartment window as you sat up, groggy and lost for a moment, wondering what time it was and where you were. This was your aunt's place, you began remembering. Your cum addicted lesbian aunt. It seemed like your cock had not forgotten anything and you adjusted the uncomfortable position your hardness was in while you stood.

On your way to the guest bathroom you heard a noise... a moan? The door to your aunt's bedroom was open and you could definitely hear her voice. You heard... your name? Worried about her condition you entered and saw your aunt in her bed, a pained expression on her face. Her blankets were hanging off the bed, and while your aunt wasn't naked she was wearing a loose tank top and such a small pair of black shorts you thought it was underwear at first. She was in a cold sweat, writhing in the sheets like she was in pain, which she sort of was. Sensing your presence she called out to you again, her voice strained.

"John..." she moaned, looking up to you as she grabbed at her sheets, shifting restlessly in her bed. "I need... I need..." Her breathing was harsh and her skin was pink. You stared, emotions conflicted. God your aunt was incredible... she looked like some divine sexual being there, moving like that, her shoulders twisting and hips gyrating. She couldn't get comfortable, her body was hot and aching all over. It looked like she was suffering **** withdrawals. So soon? You saw her grab at her own breast momentarily over her top, she bit her lip, squeezing her eyes shut and making a strangled noise in her throat. It took her effort to unhand herself and she looked to you again, her eyes red and pleading. "John please... I can't... take this... it hurts..."

That was one way to put it. She needed an immediate dose and as if on autopilot you pulled down your pants and underwear, your ready erection springing out. Your aunt yelped in surprise, eyes widening when she saw your bared, veiny cock. She turned her head away, grimacing, shutting her eyes, cheeks flushing pink. It only just now occurred to you that it was the first time your aunt had seen your penis, despite having already swallowed two of your loads. Obviously the lesbian in her didn't like what she saw, but her body was having a different reaction.

Her knees suddenly came together, her legs snapping shut. She was squeezing her thighs, hips rocking back and forth a bit in the bed, her knuckles white with how hard she was gripping her sheets. Slowly she turned her head back to its normal resting position. She would be staring up at the ceiling if she didn't still have her eyes squeezed tight. You stepped closer to the bed until your legs were touching the edge of the mattress and started to stroke your cock. Your aunt Leslie, the career lesbian, writhed helplessly in her bed. You could see most of her breasts under her loose top, her breaths heaving. Somehow her nipples still remained hidden from direct view but you could see them pointing through the fabric. Your quickening strokes and her moaning breaths were the only sounds heard in this quiet morning.

"Open your mouth," you commanded gently, feeling yourself get closer. It wasn't going to take long at all, the bubbly feeling behind your balls already building. To her credit your aunt did just as she was told and opened her mouth, slowly at first, then widening it as much as she was comfortable with.

"Oh god," she managed to breath, licking her lips. She stopped speaking after that and just lay there with her mouth open, eyes closed, waiting , trying to stay still despite how much her body wanted to thrash around. You were ready to paint this woman's face. This woman who was your aunt, who looked so much like your mother... you just wanted to cover her with your cum... but she needed it in her mouth. She needed to take every last drop and swallow it.

"Here it comes," you warned her so that she could mentally prepare herself as well as she possibly could in this situation. She probably barely had a conscious thought left, just a base instinct to receive your load. And you gave it to her, grunting with the first spurt shot directly onto her tongue. Your aunt flinched, crying out from her throat as she tasted your hot spunk fresh from the source for the very first time. It felt incredible to release directly into her mouth like this and you relished every stroke, pumping rope after rope into her waiting maw. Despite your shaky knees you kept your aim true, depositing every one of your nine thick shots to their goal. You squeezed out a final drop which hit the corner of your aunt's mouth, splattering a bit over her lower lip. Your aunt's face remained a frozen mask, what cum that hadn't already just slid down her throat glistening on her tongue. "Swallow," you said, almost breathless.

Aunt Leslie's mouth closed and you heard her gulp, once, twice... your thick cum sliding down her throat too slowly for her liking. Her body shuddered and she sucked in her lower lip, body a ball of tension for about two seconds before finally relaxing. She seemed to sink into her bed as she exhaled deeply, a soft groan coming from her chest. You stood there for a few seconds more, observing your aunt, her body now calmer, face somewhat serene. Her eyes fluttered open, seeing you and sparkled. Her smile dropped when her gaze found your wilting cock still out and she turned her head away again.

"C'mon John, Christ's sake," she croaked, shielding her eyes with a hand. It was almost a ridiculous reaction to have to her nephew's dick after she just swallowed a massive load from it, but this disease was a confusing thing to deal with at the best of times.

"Oh, sorry," you apologized quickly, pulling your pants back up.

"It's okay," she said, putting her hand down and turning back to you. Her voice crackled and you could tell her mouth was dry. And a probably a little sticky. "Can you get me some water?"

You nodded.

Returning with a cup of water you found your aunt sitting up in her bed now, legs crossed. She had such very nice legs, and her wearing those barely there shorts showed them off so magnificently. When you handed her the water she frowned at your choice of cup. It was the same metal one you got from the bathroom last night to deliver her second load. It was just the first thing you found in the kitchen. A thought later she seemed to get over what it was previously used for and took a drink.

She sighed contently and leaned back onto the head rest. "Thanks," she said, giving you a close lipped smile. "For this and... the other thing."

"You mean my semen? My cum?" you said, crossing your arms and smirking. You aunt looked horrified and you laughed to cut the tension. "You're going to need to get used to saying it, Aunt Les," you explained. "If there's ever an emergency like that again and I'm not around you need to be able to tell people what you need. It could save your life."

She was about to respond but closed her mouth, thinking on it a moment. She took another sip of water as she considered this then finally nodded.

"Right," she said, and that was it.

"I'll make some breakfast," you said, satisfied that your aunt was in agreement now. "How do you like your coffee? Sugar? Milk? A bit of _cream _maybe?"

"Don't get cheeky!" she cried, throwing a pillow at you. You saw her shaking her head but smiling at your joke as you left for the kitchen.