The Wonders of Modern Medicine

"It's been an hour," your aunt said, hovering over you on the couch. You looked up at her with a sour grimace and nodded, sitting up from your supine position. Noticing your sluggish movements her brow creased. "Is something wrong, John?"

You smacked your lips, mouth feeling a little dry.

"I'm not sure to be honest," you said. You had been a little queasy and decided to lie down about twenty minutes ago because of it. The feeling had not gone away but it was manageable, mild discomfort. Most likely because the simple thought of of giving your aunt your cum had a way of improving your mood without fail. "Let's get you that load," you told her, soldiering on. There was a girlish excitement to your aunt as she hopped onto the couch with you, her hands landing on your lap and readily pawing your pants down. Any pretence or hesitation she once had about this whole thing was long gone and she smiled widely viewing your exposed genitalia again. You hadn't exactly been 'in the mood' while you were lying down but seeing your beautiful aunt was already quickly changing that.

She decided to stroke you to hardness and as she got started on you, her soft fingers investigative as she slid them over your cock and balls, any nausea you had rapidly faded. You looked over your aunt, being openly pervy not that she was paying your face much attention. She was still fully dressed in her usual, threadbare getup, a red tank paired with white shorts this time, and the way she was holding your swelling cock made her arms push her cleavage together.

"I can't wait to see how much more you can cum now," she said, energized by the prospect which in turn roused you faster. "Mmmm... there she is," smiled your aunt, a glint in her eyes.

"She?" you asked, realising now that she was referring to your raging male erection. Your aunt glanced up at you with a sheepish shrug.

"Sorry," replied the lesbian. "I'm still... dealing with things." You sighed and couldn't stop an amused chortle from escaping your chest.

"That's actually pretty funny," you told her. She giggled in response, cheeks glowing pinkly, warm and lovely like her smile. She could call you or your cock whatever she wanted, as far as you were concerned. She was so gorgeous, and she was jerking you off, making you feel so great. You really did feel fantastic now, her grip on you firm as she stroked you at a nice, steady pace, travelling the full length of your cock with one hand and cradling your balls with the other. The way her eyebrow curved and her nose wrinkled while she was looking down and concentrating on you was just too adorable. So beautiful. You leaned forward and kissed her, tasting your aunt's soft lips and warm spit.

There was a gasp and she pulled away quickly, her jerking now stopped though her hands still held onto your thick junk. You blinked at the shocked expression her face, unsure of why she was acting this way until you realised what you just did. You felt a stranger in your own body in that moment, leaning backwards and swallowing. You had randomly kissed your aunt. Why had you just done that?

"Sorry!" you blurted quickly, panic rising. "I didn't meant to... I don't know why I just did that!" You remembered getting an urge to kiss her a few seconds ago, which was not an uncommon feeling, but you had never gone through with it before. It was just an impulse you should have easily ignored. You thought back to the list of side effects for the **** and felt your neck get hot. You groaned when your aunt started stroking again.

"One of the side effects probably," said your aunt, as if reading your mind. "It's okay. I was just... a little caught off guard." The expression on her face was smiling but it masked a discomfort that put a kink in her brow.

"I really didn't mean to do that Aunt Les," you said, the impulse to profusely apologize for having poor impulse control turning in on itself. You grit your teeth, concentrating, shaking your head a bit as you tried to just focus on the sensations of your aunt wanking you for your cum. She seemed moved by how filled with contrition you sounded and smiled a little warmer.

"Then it's really okay," she said. "I did do the same thing to you that other time. I should have expected some payback." The reminder made you lick your lips and you fought the urge again, winning this time but a bead of sweat ran down your temple. "But just to be safe," continued your aunt... then she stopped speaking. She leaned down, head falling towards your lap then slid her mouth onto your cock.

"Oh fuck... yes... oh you cock slut," you sighed, feeling her hot tongue slather you. It took a moment for your brain to catch up to your ears and you looked down at your aunt's ponderous stare. "Sorry... that just came out. Oh god...oh God!" Any further apologies you may have had on your capricious whims were silenced by the deepthroating your aunt was doing now. When she pulled back she sucked at you hard, these stronger sensations making your ears ring... or maybe that was another side effect. In any case you found your nails digging into the couch now as your aunt worked on you like never before, her oral tour de **** quickly bringing your simmering pleasure up to a roiling boil. "Ohh! Aunt Les I'm cumming! Take it... take it!" you cried, your balls literally vibrating as heat rushed through the core of your shaft and exploded into her mouth. She moaned as you fed her your first spurts. As soon as your orgasm started you knew this was going to be a big load. Your cock pulsed like it had a heartbeat, a wonderful release accompanying each throb that spewed more jizz over your aunt's lapping tongue. She was never going to contain it all but she tried valiantly, attempting to swallow but the flow got too heavy. Her cheeks swelled, mainly from her trying to breath, and she had to let you out. Your still jizzing cock was like a shuddering fountain. Leslie took large gulps of her big mouthful, trying to down you as quickly as possible while staring at the big thick globs of white pouring out of the tip of your cock and overflowing down your shaft like runny frosting.

"Oh my god," she gasped, amazed by how you were still ejaculating. You were gripping the couch so tightly you could almost rip the upholstery through pressure alone, your orgasm continuing to roll through you while you spurted. It was the longest, most intense orgasm of your life, which only got better as your aunt attacked your dripping member, slurping up your excess production hungrily. "Oh god... so much... so much cum..." she moaned, licking and kissing and drinking deep from your twitching rod. You were unconsciously giving small thrusts into the air you shot out your final three loads, your clenches sending them high, adding to the mess you had already made to your pants, your stomach, your shirt, your aunt's neck, chin, face and now hair. That was easily twice as much as your previous biggest load, if not more. Your aunt looked like she was in heaven, noisily vacuuming up the pooled globs on your pelvis and the runoff down the sides of your groin and to your balls. "So good... so much... oh god... mmm..." she murmured, cleaning you while smearing more sticky goo on her face. You were watching all of this with a tingling pleasantness all over your body, your joints feeling loose, your body feeling heavy. Your aunt worshipped around your still strong erection, the thing like a glistening beacon of hope for all cum addicts everywhere.

After a few minutes your aunt's breathing was ragged from how thorough she had been lapping up all of your cum. She then got the bright idea to wrap her lips around the tip of your hard cock again and sucked. You groaned as she drew out one final helping of cum from you and swallowed it with a loud, satisfied gulp. "Wow..." she sighed, resting her head on your stomach, your cock braced against her shoulder as she gazed at you with wonder. "That was amazing. The **** works!" she said happily. You could only nod, your eyelids heavy. "And your cock is still hard." Your aunt tapped the side of your diamond hard hardon gently. The warm buzzing in your mind wouldn't let you worry about the fact that your erection hadn't waned at all. For now you merely observed... observed your aunt's face as it frowned in concentration, then softened with lust, then twisted with building pleasure. She was obviously masturbating now, the rhythmic rocking of her body also shifting yours since she was laying on your legs while hers hung over the edge of the couch. You couldn't see all of the action from this position, but just her face, cheeks still sticky and glossy with your residue, making those wonderfully lewd expressions was more than enough. She moaned as she rubbed her clit then finally found her own orgasm which made her arch her back, her shuddering body getting hot where she was in contact with your skin.Then she slumped, letting one side of her face land on your stomach before relaxing into limpness. You felt her sticking to you and your still present erection as resting against her smooth shoulder.

The **** did seem to be working. So far the only side effects seemed to have been mild nausea after administration, then a lowering of inhibitions/impulse control likely owing to an imbalance in hormones, and for now a slightly prolonged erection. It didn't seem so bad. So far...