Fuckin' yes.

"I can," you answered, a little too promptly but the awkwardness was already there.

"Okay," she nodded, not wanting to prolong things. She looked around the kitchen. "Do you need your computer or something?"

You pretended to consider her offer but shook your head.

"I left it at your house," you said. "But it's alright I'll manage. I can just... get in the zone."

Your aunt didn't comment on that and just nodded. Then she pulled a chair into the kitchen and sat down on it and waited. Staring blankly her was the only thing you could do in that moment and your aunt frowned at the confusion on your face.

"Straight from the source is better right?" she said, a coldness in her voice which she managed to almost successfully hide. She couldn't argue the facts so she would need to put up with the reality.

"Um. Yeah that's right. Okay," you said, grabbing onto your belt buckle. Seeing this your aunt immediately closed her eyes and her body tensed.

"Just tell me when, okay?" she said through gritted teeth, her hands balled into tight fists her lap. You tried to undo your pants carefully to minimise the noise but it was hard to hide the distinct zip of a fly opening as you pulled out your throbbing erection. Your cock was hot to hold and you noticed your own breathing. With your aunt just sitting there waiting to receive your cum the rest of the kitchen seemed to blur. Your kitchen. Your aunt was sitting in your kitchen waiting to swallow your load...

"Try to relax," you told her, seeing how rigid she was.

"Easy for you to say," she muttered, eyes still closed, but letting her shoulders drop as she tried to be less tense. You were definitely not relaxed and already stroking yourself with a bit of pace. Your precum leaked profusely, adding to the soft sound of subbing skin that your aunt was trying really really hard to ignore. Even though she was on a chair your aunt was still sort of sitting a little high. It would be hard to properly aim for her mouth unless she was leaning forward a bit more. She should really have gotten on down her knees or something, but you couldn't really suggest right now.

You stifled a moan as your cock got harder, stroking it in front of her, looking at her slightly wet lips. You saw them part tightly as she took in a nervous breath and noticed the build up of saliva as her body reacted.

"Lean forward a bit more," you said as you also took a step towards her, still furiously jacking it. Your aunt complied, her nose scrunched. It wasn't your intention but now you could see more of her cleavage, her soft breasts squeezing together between her stiff arms, and that just about sent you over the edge. "Open your mouth... open your mouth..." you groaned urgently, squinting, feeling it start. Your aunt did as she was told and parted her lips, opening wide for you, her tongue flat in her mouth. "Fuck!" you grunted, firing the first shot. Your aunt flinched with the following two ropes too. You filled her mouth with cum. The sensations running through your body coalescing around your cock were almost too much and you lost control a little, your dick jerking in your grip as you spilled more seed. You missed her mouth this time and splattered her cheek. Desperately you tried to readjust. Your aunt cried out, eyes still closed, as your cum shot into her chin and hit her neck, dripping onto her chest.

For her part your aunt remained stock still, perhaps from shock, and kept her mouth wide open. You recovered enough to finish your remaining ropes directly into her mouth, three more thick hot drops, and then you were spent. You dropped back onto your heals and sighed, your breathing labored. You wish you could have taken a picture of your aunt like this, her mouth open, your shiny load pooled on her tongue, her lips caked in it. It was dripping off her chin. Finally she seemed to realise you were done and closed her mouth, swallowing audibly and then sucking in a breath through her bared teeth. She still found it unpleasant.

You put your cock away, though your hardness wasn't exactly going with it, and made as much noise as possible with your zipper and belt buckle getting done up. Your aunt's eyes opened slowly and she held a stern grimace on her cum covered face.

"Jesus fucking christ," she hissed, unable to stop herself from habitually licking her lips and blinking each time she tasted you again.

"Sorry..." you muttered, apologetic but not feeling ashamed. She looked incredible in your cum. You really wanted to tell her that. But seeing as how you were a considerate wanker you looked to help her clean up and reached for a papertowel but only found an empty roll.

"It's all over my top!" groused Aunt Leslie, looking down at herself and the streaks soaking into her clothes.

"I had a bit of trouble aiming," you tried, not sure exactly what to do next.

"Ya think?" she replied curtly. Then she started wiping her face with her hands, collecting the cum on her fingers, sneering at them before she licked them clean. You felt your cock shudder in your pants as it released a tiny delayed drop that was left over. Seeing your bemused face as she continued to eat your cum she said "the more I take the better right?" Her lips smacked and she muttered in disgust each time she swallowed, but you couldn't fault your aunt for being a model patient, even if she was complaining as she took her medicine. For a lesbian she managed to clean herself up pretty well, aside from her marred tank top.

"I'll get you a shirt," you said, shuffling off to your room to find something that would fit her.