Aunt Les's Introduction to Oral

Before you could respond she had taken hold of your towel and pulled at it firmly. The loose wrap unravelled and your erection sprung out into the world. You were now completely naked, sitting on a towel, while your fully dressed aunt sat next to you, staring at your throbbing cock. She took a deep breath, initially just to calm herself, but catching the fresh scent of your clean cock had a physical effect on the woman. She shook her head slightly and refocused.

"Alright... we're doing this then," she said, concentration in her furrowed brow.

"What? Doing what? What are we doing?" you asked, scattered and flustered and mentally ill-prepared despite the conversation that had just occurred.

"You know what," said your aunt, tapping onto your thighs, gesturing that you swing your legs up. It seemed like your aunt didn't want to leave the couch. In a haze you repositioned yourself and put your feet up so that you were sitting lengthways on the couch, your legs stretched out, your aunt kneeling between them. The view of your aunt there staring at your cock was what you imagined one might see when awakening in heaven. There was hesitation there, a battle occurring behind those glittering eyes of hers. "What do I... do?" she asked helplessly.

Having her defer to your expertise you blinked up at her.

"Um... maybe just use your hand first," you suggested, though that made your aunt shrink back.

"Eeehh, you want me to touch it?" she said, apparently only reaching the comfort level of looking and not touching. She frowned at her hand quizzically, realising how ridiculous that sounded. If she was ready to suck her nephew's dick she shouldn't mind putting a hand on it. You held your breath as she reached for you, her pace glacial but your level of anticipation making it seem even slower. When she was about two inches away she suddenly went for it, sort of, brushing her palm across your shaft with a quick motion before retrieving her hand like she had just touched a lit stove. You groaned anyway at the brief contact, your cock bobbing. "Sorry did I... hurt it?" she asked uncertainly.

You shook your head vehemently.

"No. Not in the slightest," you said reassuringly. "Would take a lot more than that." She made an odd expression at your addendum there but didn't pursue it further and slowly leaned in closer to examine your currently very vascular penis.

"You keep your hair pretty neat and trim," she said, inspecting you without touching you, her breath caressing your cock instead. You grinned and flexed it, making your aunt flinch.

"Whuh.. wow you... is that like a special talent?" she wondered, tilting her head. You shook your head, more relaxed now.
"No. That's just, a thing we do," you informed her, on behalf of mankind everywhere.

"You're having fun aren't you?" she noted, though not in any negative way. She then gripped your cock firmly in one hand. You groaned, your aunt catching you unaware. The soft warmth of her hand felt like you were melting into her. The mischievous grin that was on her face for having 'gotcha' faded into an expression resembling surprise.

"It's so hot..." she said, voice quiet but all of your senses were tuned into this moment you were sharing with your aunt. "I didn't realise it would be so warm." Her hand moved up and down your length then, not in a stroking motion, but with her gently clenching and unclenching her hand experimentally up and down your shaft, like she was testing the density of your cock. It felt incredible to be examined in such a away. Her hand then fell to your scrotum and she did the same thing, squeezing them gently with her fingers, instinctively adjusting how firm she was with them, marvelling at how they swelled. "Oh. Pre-cum," she noted, her hand stopping as she watched a bead of you leak out and slowly travel down the head of your cock. Then she started jerking you, her soft fingers wrapped low on your shaft firmly but her motion gentle, coaxing more and more sticky slick liquid from your swelling tip.

"Oh Jesus," you wheezed, watching her. She was licking her lips and swallowing her spit, totally entranced with seeing you slowly expel Cowper's fluid. It ran down and would soon reach her fingers, which didn't seem to bother her, and she just kept her tugging near the base of your cock. When finally your pre-cum did flow onto her knuckles she gave you three more strokes then let go. You realised you had been holding your breath and exhaled. Your aunt was looking at your pre-cum now glistening on her fingers and after moment she licked her digits, brushing her lips over her hand, then sucking what remained off of her knuckles. She looked up at you, hand still to her mouth, her cheeks getting rosier. She bit her lip then and gazed at your cock, shining with rivulets of pre-cum. It seemed like her addiction may also extend to pre-ejaculatory fluids... you would need to do further research. Later. Because right now your aunt appeared ready.

You watched her lean in close to your throbbing member, her hands gripping the towel under you. She put her tongue against you, tasting the lower parts of your shaft, lips brushing the under side of your cock briefly before she pulled back. You groaned and shivered, knees shifting, her breath on your balls. You were sweating everywhere. She went in again, dragging her tongue across your dick through the drizzles of pre-cum, swallowing each time, moving slowly up your cock. It was the strangest most wonderful teasing you had ever experienced and you whimpered, not wanting to make too much noise that might scare your aunt off. You were clenching now, the feel of your aunt's warm wet tongue almost enough to start bringing you off. Because of this though your flow of pre-seminal fluid stopped. Your aunt noticed this she could help frowning. She licked her lips to get the last remnants of your taste and stared at the tip of your cock, then seemed to remember you were there too. Her eyes seemed faraway as she looked up at you.
"Did that.. was that okay?" she asked you, sounding genuinely worried that perhaps it wasn't. God she was beautiful...

"That was very okay. Better than okay," you said happily. Your aunt's expression was hard to read. Was it weird to praise a lesbian for how well she was doing at this? Would she be happy about it... or decidedly not? Before you could dwell further on those thoughts your aunt put her mouth against you, kissing the side of your cock, her wet lips and tongue now tasting your skin. She moved up and down like this, making smacking sounds. She kissed and breathed around your rock hard erection, chin occasionally pressed to your balls. She pulled away after a few seconds, mouth hanging open like she seemed **** for air.

"Okay," she said, swallowing a breath and trying to calm herself down. "I'm... going to suck it now," she announced. She was obviously psyching herself up for it. "I'm going to suck your cock." And she went for it. You groaned feeling her engulf the head of your cock, soft lips wrapping around your shaft. She moaned, sending a vibration through you and just held herself over you for a moment. Again only about a third of your cock was in her mouth. She was so wet and warm when she started to suck on you your head rolled back. Her hands were on your thighs and you felt her trying to push her head down. You had to watch and couldn't believe how deep she was trying to get you so quickly. She hit her gag reflex halfway down and reeled back, spluttering, saliva running down her chin. "Sorry," she coughed, squinting at you and wiping her mouth.

"It's okay," you said reassuringly. You were being careful not to say too much, not wanting to sound demanding or like you were commanding your aunt... you were probably overthinking it. But you allowed her to take her time and after she caught her breath she tried again. She took you into her mouth, slower this time, sliding you along her tongue. She watched your expression and you were quite plainly enjoying whatever she was doing. Seeming more confident she took hold of the base of your cock with one hand and began to bob up and down on the top half of your cock, probably recalling what she had seen in the porn videos. The friction and suction she was providing you felt incredible, her thumb occasionally brushing your scrotum, though that was incidental on your aunt's part. Hearing her faint moans as she sucked you off was finally bringing you to the edge and your breathing started to get ragged.

"I'm gonna cum soon," you told her, your aunt mumbling something with her mouthful of your cock but whatever it was must not have been too important. She concentrated then, spurred on by your announcement, and began slurping more loudly as she sucked you. This was amazing but you just had one more tiny wish. "Can I move my hips a little?" you asked her, seeing her cheeks blush at the request. Her eyes went wide and her grip on your thigh and base of your cock tightened a little. She nodded, or tried to, still bobbing on your swelling cock. She decided to make it certain and gave you a thumbs up with her free hand. That was all you needed and you, gently, began raising your hips and thrusting your cock into your aunt's mouth. This helped her get you a little deeper, though still only just past halfway, but it was enough. A few seconds in you erupted, feeling your cum jetting out from your balls through the center of your shaft and spew hotly out into her eager mouth. She moaned, lips parting slightly and sucking in air, the coolness of her inhalation adding to the sensations around your pulsing cock. You had stopped thrusting so your aunt moved her head back a bit, holding the base of your cock and gently pumping you onto her tongue. You felt her lapping your tip at each spurt, groaning gutturally as her addiction was fed. She drained you expertly, almost detaching from your cock with a kiss. She swallowed, still gripping you. Spying some lagging jizz bead on the tip of your cock she licked her lips, leaning in to suck it off gently, repeating the the pattern of a stroke, then pressing her lips to the head of your cock three or four more times until no more cum was left.

Your body only fully relaxed when she finally unhanded you and leaned back onto the other end of the couch. Her feet rested on the top of your thighs just below your knees. You sighed, feeling more spent than you had ever been after a session, but also more content. Looking over to her your aunt seemed satisfied too, until she grimaced and turned uncomfortably.

"Damnit," she sighed, her hands moving to the front of her skirt, her thighs squeezing together. You had to ask because you wanted to hear her speak.

"What's wrong?" you said as she squirmed.

"I'm all wet," she said, sounding frustrated. "Soaked through. Goddamnit." Those simple words almost had you stiff again and you swallowed, finding your hands slide onto and grab your aunt's heels. She froze, feeling your fingers pull at her pantyhose gently, starting to bunch them at her ankles.

She blinked at you, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt.