Trying Something

“Get your energy up,” she said, watching you finish your sandwich then down your glass of milk. “You’re probably going to need it.”

You wiped the corner of your mouth with an arm and swallowed loudly.

“I hate to say it but I’m getting so goddamn hard hearing you say that, Aunt Les,” you admitted, looking the woman up and down. It was also because your aunt was still clothed while you had decided to remain naked and it didn’t matter probably.

“Good,” she smiled. “But on a more serious note, you’re making so much cum so quickly… I have a feeling you’ll need to start eating a lot more…”

You nodded in agreement, tapping a few keys on the laptop you had setup next to you. You were setting up to do some analysis of your next load, that is if your aunt didn’t down it all first. “I’m going to need to take a sample- a small sample, of my next load to check if everything is still alright,” you told her, and she nodded understandingly.

“That shouldn’t be a problem,” she grinned. “I’m getting extra loads now… I think I can spare a drop or two.” You couldn’t believe how much your aunt was smiling about this and you had to smile yourself.

“Alright, I think I’m ready,” you said, excited by whatever it was your aunt wanted to try that she still hadn’t told you about yet.

“Bedroom,” she said… or commanded, then you both headed for one of your favourite places in the apartment. Again it was the casualness that got to you. How your aunt would disrobe as she stepped into the room without giving you much thought. You never got tired of watching her stretch and bend and expose herself to you with each article removed. She climbed onto the bed, that tantalising butt drawing you forward and into her orbit. You clambered on too, cock wobbling and throbbing, you had to grab hold of it and give it a few strokes watching your aunt lean over the side of the bed to reach for something. She came back up with that shopping bag again and for a minute wondered if the strap-op was coming into play again, but instead she brought out something much smaller. You weren’t actually sure what the little square was at first, and amazed that she still had more thing hidden away in that bag. She turned to you now, sitting with legs folded and held up … the condom packet.

You were still too slow on the uptake and stared at the little blue package uncomprehendingly but your cock got so hard it nearly popped a vein. When it finally dawned on you your mouth went dry.

“That’s… you want to… you…” was all you could manage as she slid in closer, her knees brushing against yours now as she grabbed your cock with one hand gave it a couple of careful strokes.

“Is it okay if we try this?” she asked you, then offered up the packet to you with two fingers. She knew the answer, but her demure questioning was lighting fightworks in your brain. You took the packet and stared at it some more then looked at your aunt.

“Are you sure? You want to… you want me to…” you began, losing your words again as you looked down at her crotch, her thighs parting slightly as you did.

“I’ve… actually been thinking about it for a little while now, John,” she said, not jerking you now but holding the base of your straining cock her, eyes fixed on it. “I just… I’m curious… I’ve never really been with a guy before… never wanted to in my life. But now…” she looked up at you in a sort of daze. “I… I really like this cock… your cock… I’ve been feeling… needier… I get so horny looking at this thing… holding this thing… putting you in my mouth… I’ve never been so wet in my life… look.” She dipped her fingers delicately into her pussy, sighing, then raised her hand. You saw the trail of clear fluid connecting the slippery tips of her fingers to her wanting sex. How could you refuse? You gave her a slight nod and she smiled, though you could tell it the curve in her lips was nervous. “Show me how you put it on,” she said, indicating to the packet. “I’ve never had to.”

You nodded again and carefully tore the package open, your heart thumping. Sliding out the small rubber circle you let the packet fall from your fingers and could feel that there was a thin layer of lube over the latex of the condom. “I hope I got the right size…” said your aunt, leaning in closer to inspect the thing, but you were confident that it would fit like a glove.

You put it over the tip of your cock as your aunt watched, and it all felt oddly scientific yet intensely intimate at the same time. As you began unroll it past your bulbous head your rapt audience nodded. The pale material went transparent as you stretched it down your bulging shaft, stroking it on until the cover stopped just above your swollen balls. Leslie reached and thumbed the little extra latex at the tip. “I guess this is supposed to be where the cum goes?” she said, tilting her head. “I don’t think it’s going to hold it all.” It wouldn’t but you were sure the rest of the condom would be enough for your voluminous load.

“It should be okay,” you managed to breathe.

“Right, and after you’re done I can just … suck your load out of it. Like a little… melted pop treat…” she said, licking her lips.

“That’s right,” you agreed, getting an image of the woman pouring your spunk out of the used condom into her mouth and shivering.

“Okay,” said your aunt, crawling backwards a bit then lying back on the bed. With her legs spread slightly, knees raised and bent so that the soles of feet were on the sheets. She was ready to receive you. You shuffled into position, your wrapped cock glistening in the rubber. Leslie kept her eyes on it the entire time and you looked down at the woman, the lesbian just laying there, waiting for you to stick your hard cock in her wet pussy. You touched said pussy with one hand, your heartbeat thundering now, her wetness seeping out, dribbling down her crack and pooling onto the bed. Your fingers were slick in moments and it took all of your willpower not to just jam your cock into her…

“Alright,” you said, taking a long calming breath. Your aunt giggled at your nervousness to hide her own, but she couldn’t help gasping feeling the head of your cock drop against her mound. Even through the thin layer of latex this contact felt amazing, and you began to slowly run your cock up and down Leslie’s weeping slit. The woman was made to squirm a little and she started to breath faster.

“Oh god…” she sighed, licking her lips, her gaze locked onto your cock which was just one well angled thrust away from finally piercing her. “Mmmm… John… mmmm…” She was biting her lip and raising her hips slightly, her hands holding fistfulls of sheets on either side of her. You could tell she wanted to take you… that your teasing was doing exactly what you thought it would. It was an amazing feeling to be able to get a lesbian so riled up, so **** for your cock yet unable to bring herself to actually say the words. And, to be honest, you could wait no longer.

You held onto her just behind her knees, adjusted your hips, carefully lined the head of your cock to her opening, and pushed forward. “Oh god…” she began as you started to part her slick folds, the heat of her like a furnace as you drove forward. Her walls slid around you with ease after your head disappeared, then you felt her tighten. You pushed through the resistance, pressing a long groan from your aunt as inch by inch you gave her your cock. The heat of her quivering pussy was barely obscured by the condom. You could feel everything and it was all you had imagined and more. You were going to fuck this woman so hard, but this first slow plunge was exquisite. You watched your meat vanish into her, push more lubrication out of her, and finally when you were buried deep, your crotches meeting flush, you could breathe again.

“Johnnn…” your aunt moaned, looking up at you with her face red, her lower lip trembling. She wanted to speak but her body was too overwhelmed. She was tense, her joints locked as her cunt adjusted to your deep intrusion that you were just holding inside her. You felt like you could stay like this forever, soaking in her heat, looking at that wonderful expression of confusion and lust on her face. “It’s… so hot…” she panted, finding her words now. “John… you’re so hard… I can… feel you… ohh...please…aahhhhh…”

You began to slowly draw your cock out of her, the sound of her wetness making you throb, the condom feeling tighter. Just before your head would crown you stopped, then slowly thrust back into your aunt’s wonderful cunt. “Haaa...John...John John...please…” she moaned as you refilled her. Her pussy was so tight, your balls were already drenched, you started pulling out again, groaning at how great it was to be sawing in and out of this lesbian...your aunt. You bottomed out on on her again, plugged the woman deep, and you heard her voice creck. “Please… please...John…” she begged. “Please...fuck me…fuck me John.” You nodded, feeling sweat drip down your eyebrow. Even these slow, deliberate strokes had been taking it out of you… but she was ready for more. You gave it to her. You thrust in and out, feeling her walls pulse each time you filled her, your speed gradually increasing, her pussy squelching around the thin, barely there rubber.

“Fuck…” you gasped, gripping her legs tighter as she started to meet your thrusts with her own.

“Mnnn...ah...ah..ah...ah...oh god… that’s so good...ah..ahh...ahh...ahhh,” she moaned and whined, body shivering as you fucked her. Her first real, heterosexual intercourse, and she was loving it. Her tits bounced happily. “You’re fucking me…” she gasped in amazement. “You’re fucking me John… your cock is … in my pussy… in my fucking unt..ahhha..ahha..aahhha…fuck me.. Fuck me… don’t stop...”

You growled at her words and rammed her harder. “Don’t ever stop…” You weren’t going to stop until you made her have the hardest orgasm of her life. Made her cum on your cock. You found your rhythm and plunged into her over and over, the woman tossing her head, moaning for you. Your hand slid down her stomach and landed over her crotch, then you palmed her just low enough to brush at her clit. “John! Ahh...yesss… fuck...ahh...keep going please… fuck me...fuck me please...yes...give it to me give me your cock… your cock...your COCK! COCK!” She lost coherence as she came and her cunt clamped down on you. Her hips bucked and you continued to fuck her and palm her buzzing clit. It was a powerful orgasm, rippling through the woman, her pussy threatening to squeeze you out of her but you plugged that spasming hole and kept her riding it. “AAAHHH! HAA! JOOOHN! AAHH!”

You were unable to compete with her crushing walls any longer. Crying out unintelligibly you started to fill the stretched condom. The hot fluid flooded around you with nowhere else to go, coating your cock inside the latex.

“Ohh… John… are you cumming? Are you cumming? Ohh...fuck…I feel you... ” she groaned, still grinding against you, your cock pulsing with each condom bulging spurt. The thing was growing and stretching inside her, you realised, like a cream filled water balloon and soon it felt like you were fucking a slosh of thick liquid as your balls kept emptying into the bag. You thrust three more times for good measure into her protected cunt, seeing the thick ring around the base of your cock still intact. You held it firm to make sure it kept a tight seal around your cock and began to pull out. Both you and your aunt watched in breathless fascination as the bulging condom filled with your cum was slowly revealed, stretching her lips beyond the girth of your cock for a moment. She moaned as the heavy condom was retrieved, and when finally freed from her pussy she shuddered again, knees skewing, a tiny aftershock of an orgasm hitting her. She squinted at the amazing bag of your milky treat, hanging off your cock like a badly filled balloon. Very carefully you started to extract yourself from the thing, your aunt recovering quickly to help hold the precious loud as gravity did the rest of the work. Your cock slid out still hard and dripping, smeared with your cum. You pinched the opening of the condom shut just in time because your aunt’s mouth was immediately on you, cleaning you and sucking any remain dregs straight out of your cock for good measure. That tongue slid around every tense inch of you. She was done with a few quick slurps then held onto the quivering condom with your help.

It was odd to be able to actually see your full load like this now. It must have increased 6 or 7 times your original capability. You assisted the woman in raising the slightly slippery thing up to her mouth, carefully angling it as she opened wide… and you unpinched the end and let the massive load loose. There was so much of it that slid out immediately even with how thick and sticky it was. Your aunt let it all drop onto her tongue, most of it sliding straight down to her throat, but some of it spilling messily over her lips, down her chin and onto her chest. She didn’t seem to care, happily drinking the steady flow until it eventually slowed to a trickle. She could hold the condom herself now and you watched her squeeze the deflated bag with her fingers with a patient efficiency, making sure she got out all that she could. She put her lips to the ring opening, sucking and slurping at it, sticking her tongue inside. When she was finally satisfied that she had extracted enough from the condom she fell backwards into the bed, practically melting into the sheets with a wide , sleepy smile on her sticky face. You picked the prophylactic out of her fingers and she started to play with the light smears of cum she had gotten on her chest, rubbing it into her tits.

There would be enough traces of your semen left in the condom to run the tests, you figured, and so you got up and out of the bed with rubber in hand. You looked over to your freshly fucked aunt, her pussy dripping with her juices, the woman slipping into a quiet doze. Tests, you reminded yourself. You had to go check your own sample out. You went to setup your equipment.