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AUNT MABLE'S VISIT
by D. Abby
Chapter - 5
Art spent another interminable day in school and ran home without waiting
for Sally again. He hadn't jerked off all day and his prick was sticking out
like an iron rod. Art couldn't see his aunt and guessed she was up in her
bedroom. Just like yesterday his aunt was waiting in her room. Art shed his
clothes on the way up the stairs.
His aunt got up and met him at the bedroom door, hugged him, kissed him,
and rubbed his tongue with hers. His prick was throbbing and he almost came
again when his aunt rubbed her crotch against it as she kissed him. He had to
pull away from her to keep from shooting off right away.
Aunt Mable looked at his prick. It pointed to the ceiling, throbbed with his
pulse, and a crystle clear drop of pre-cum was oozing out of his pisshole. She
bent over and licked the drop of cum from his pisshole and ran her tongue
around the head of his prick. Again art had to hold back to keep from
coming. His Aunt Mable cocked her head and grinned.
"Well, a hair trigger again I see. If I touch that prick of yours the cum will
spurt right out. We wouldn't want to waste all that good young boy cum,
would we? I like the taste too much to do that. Come on over here, Art, let's
see if we can pull that trigger."
Aunt Mable sat on the bed and Art stood in front of her with his prick pointed
at the ceiling. Aunt Mable leaned forward, licked a drop of cum off the head
of Art's cock and wrapped her arms around his hips. Art watched, fascinated,
as she slowly sucked his prick into her mouth. Wow! Another blow job.
One head bob and spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; she sucked out
the load of cum that he had built up thinking about what his aunt was going to
do with him when he got home. His aunt kept up her gentle sucking until his
hips relaxed and his prick was as limp as a wet noodle.
His Aunt Mable, pulled him down, kissed him and let him suck some of his
cum out of her mouth. Aunt Mable always saved some cum and Art liked it.
There was a certain thrill because it did seem so yucky. He pushed his
tongue into her mouth and licked some more of his cum from her gums and
teeth. He couldn't get enough of it.
His prick was limp. He hadn't done anything for his Aunt Mable yet. She'd
sucked him off three times since he'd lapping her cunt. He was a little
contrite. He didn't think he was being fair to her.
He felt he should at least have lapped her cunt before she sucked his cock.
After all it was his turn to make her feel good. He liked to make his aunt
come. It made him feel good when he did. He liked it just as much as
shooting off himself.
"Aw, that's the third time in a row that you sucked my cock and I still haven't
done anything to make you feel good. Now I've lost my hard on again and it
won't be good for anything for a while.”
His expression brightened, "I know, I'll lap your cunt, Aunt Mable, that will
make you feel good and I bet it'll get my prick hard again too. It sure didn't
take long for my prick to get hard when I lapped your cunt yesterday. Even
though you'd just jerked me off I had another hard on as soon as I got my
tongue inside your cunt."
His aunt didn’t seem bothered byn the fact that he hadn’t done anything to
make her feel good recently. "Oh, Art, someone your age just can't take their
time with the first come, particularly if you haven't jerked off for a while.
You have a built in hair trigger. If I didn't suck that first load out of your
prick you'd shoot off as soon as your prick touched me. That would be a
waste of sweet young boy cum.
"It's better to get that first load out of the way in a hurry and I enjoy the way
your body twitches and the taste. Besides that you're right about lapping
cunt, you always get hard again in short order then you can take your time
and enjoy yourself. When you get older you won't come so fast, but then you
won't recover and get a new hard on so fast either.
"Now put your educated tongue to work. That'll regenerate your hard prick.
See how good a job you can do lapping my cunt. If you do as good a job as
you did yesterday, and I expect you will, I'll have more than one orgasm.”
Mable paused and grinned at him, "You know, you haven't sucked on my tits
since you were eight years old. You seemed to like it then. How about
starting with that. I like to have my tits sucked and I'll bet you have even
more fun doing it now."
Art watched his aunt lay back on the bed. The nipples on her tits did look
very tempting and his aunt was right he did want to try sucking tit again. The
boys said it was fun and he remembered having fun doing it, but he couldn't
figure out why.
He stopped to kiss his aunt and rub tongues with her first. Then he moved
down and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked and felt it harden
up something like his prick did. His aunt wiggled so evidently she liked what
he was doing.
Without thinking he reached down and inserted three fingers into his aunt's
cunt, that’s what he’d done when he’d done four years before. He liked the
slick feel of his aunt’s cunt as he pushed his fingers in and out. He sucked on
the nipple and felt his aunt's cunt twitch around his fingers. He sucked harder
and rubbed her clit with his thumb. His aunt wiggled some more and he
moved over to her other tit. He sucked till that one was as hard as the first
one had gotten.
Art’s prick started to harden. He changed his point of attack. He'd liked
lapping cunt yesterday, he was going to do that right now. His aunt had said
she wanted him to put his tongue to work and he sure wanted to lap her cunt
again. Art only had the one experience the day before, but he had good
instincts. Instead of moving his head right down to Mable's cunt he licked his
way down.
His Aunt Mable moaned and pushed her hips up in the air. She must like this.
Art pushed his tongue into her navel and made his Aunt Mable almost jump
off the bed. Wow! That really got to his aunt. He probed her navel once
more and licked on down over her cunt hair then he licked at the inside of his
aunt's thighs. Aunt Mable wiggled and lifted her hips again. He must be
doing things right. He licked all around her crotch until he got back to the
lips of his aunt's cunt.
He licked along the outer lips of his aunt's cunt then pushed his tongue
between them. His aunt sure was wet in there. He licked up the excess
liquid. He pushed his tongue into his aunt's cunt and she lifted her hips and
rubbed her cunt along his face. Art sucked his aunt's clit then went back to
tongue fucking her slit.
Aunt Mable's body bounced all over the bed, and she raised her head, looked
at Art, and panted, "Oh, Art, I love you! You're the best little muff diver ever.
I love the way you lap cunt. I can't believe how good a job you do. Suck my
clit one more time. I'm coming! Ahhh! Ohhh!"
Art sucked her clit, made another quick foray into her inner cunt lips, and
sucked clit again. Mable's ass came all the way off the bed and he made her
moan and toss her head like he’d done yesterday afternoon. His aunt's cunt
contracted around Art's tongue several times before she pushed his head
away.
She held Art’s head and looked her nephew in the eye. "If I didn't know
better I'd think you've been doing that for years. You're the best little cunt
lapper that I've ever run across. I love the way you bring me off four or five
times."
Art sat back on his heels and that shit eating grin spread across his face. He
liked having his aunt tell him how good he was. He hoped she wasn't telling
him that just to make him feel good. She had enjoyed the way he'd lapped
cunt from the way her hips bounced around and she moaned while he was
doing it, so he guessed she really meant it.
Art felt he had to be honest. "I like lapping your cunt as much as I like having
you suck my cock. It makes me feel good when I can make you feel good.
Did I really make you come four or five times?"
Art looked at his aunt and absentmindedly pulled his hand up along his prick.
He milked a couple drops of pre cum out of his pisshole. His Aunt Mable
watched this action and grinned again.
"You sure did bring me off that many times and I see that it gave you another
hard on. Now what do you suppose we can do with that nice hard prick you
have there. Come here and let me lick those drops of cum off it then we'll
decide."
Art was willing. He crawled over her body and sucked each tit as he went
past. He knelt with his knees on each side of her head and offered her his
prick. He expected another blow job, but she just licked up the drops of cum
then did her head cock and grin bit. That signaled she would do or say
something outrageous. He wondered what she would do now. He wanted to
fuck her but he didn't know how to go about it. He didn't have long to wait to
find out what Aunt Mable’s intentions.
"You know, I'll bet your prick will fit into my cunt. Why don't you lie on
your back and I'll see how well it fits. I think you're ready for your first fuck.
I know my count’s ready for that hard prick of yours."
Wow! Was he ready but he was a little puzzled too. He thought the man got
on top, but he couldn't see why it couldn't work the other way too. If Aunt
Mable got on top, he wouldn't have to worry whether he was doing things
right. She would be fucking him, he wouldn't be fucking her. Nothing Aunt
Mable had done so far was anything but the best. He was willing to follow
her directions no matter what they were.
Art lay down and his aunt crawled over him. She straddled his hips, took
hold of his prick, and rubbed it up and down her cunt lips a couple of times.
Art's eyes were popping out of his head as he watched what his aunt was
doing.
She slowly lowered her hips and her cunt slid down his prick until it was fully
engulfed. Wow! He couldn't believe it was finally happening he was fucking
a woman. He always thought he would be real old before got his first fuck
and became ‘not a virgin’. Maybe fifteen or sixteen years old.
Aunt Mable raised her hips and Art saw his prick emerge until only the head
was buried. It glistened with the moisture from his aunt's cunt and he thought
it was even sexier than watching his aunt drink his cum. As his aunt lowered
her hips again, he brought his hips up to meet her descending cunt. The warm
moist sheath engulphed his rigid prick. This didn’t feel like having your cock
sucked but it felt just as good.
The mild friction of his prick riding in an out of his aunt’s slick sheath was
like nothing that he'd ever felt before. His aunt lifted again and he drew back.
His prick came into view again and he pushed up while his aunt's cunt moved
down.
Aunt Mable leaned forward, her tit was in front of his face. As his aunt had
predicted his instincts took over and, without thinking, he slurped the nipple
into his mouth and sucked. His Aunt Mable's cunt contracted around his
prick and she wiggled. Evidently he was doing the right thing again. He
sucked till the nipple on that tit was hard and moved to the other tit. He
sucked this one until it was as hard as the other. His aunt pulled the tit out of
his mouth and kissed him, replacing her tit with her tongue.
Art tongue dueled with his aunt and the tempo picked up. Aunt Mable’s hips
flashed up and down and she moaned. Art was glad his aunt had sucked the
first load of cum out of his prick. He was lasting a lot longer than he ever
thought he could. His hips bounced off the bed in time to his aunt's downward
thrusts. Their crotches slapped together. Art felt the cum rise in his balls.
He grunted and Aunt Mable moaned.
He was going to shoot his cum. He hoped Aunt Mable was ready to come
too. "Oh, Aunt Mable, I'm going to shoot off. Come with me. Come! I'm
going to shoot my cum into your cunt right now! Ahhh! Ohhh!"
His aunt's cunt spasmed around his prick and that was the last straw.
He knew his aunt was coming, he didn’t have to hold off anymore, and he
relaxed. He sucked her tongue and spurt, spurt, spurt; he flooded her cunt
with jet after jet of his young boy cum; then dribble, dribble, dribble; her cunt
milked the rest of his cum out of his balls. His aunt rode his cock until it was
completely spent and soft. His limp prick slid out of her cunt and his body
relaxed.
Aunt Mable switched her body around, slurped his limp cock into her mouth,
and sucked on it. Her cunt was right in front of his face. It looked real
sloppy with drops of liquid leaking out. It didn’t look very apatizing but, he
knew he liked the taste of his cum when he sucked it from her mouth and it
had been pretty damn good when he'd finally slurped a load out of his hand
after he jerked off last night. This was a chance to find out what a load of
cum tasted like when it came from his aunt's cunt.
He stuck his tongue into his aunt’s cunt and tried to lap it dry. His cum tasted
even better when he slurped it out of his Aunt Mable's cunt, but he couldn't
lick his aunt's cunt dry. As much as he licked and slurped his aunt's cunt
always oozed a little more of that juice.
Some of their mutual juices had leaked down over Art's balls. Aunt Mable
followed the trail. She licked the drippings off of his balls and continued on
down to his ass crack. Wow! How could his aunt put her mouth there? She
continued licking along his ass crack and ran her tongue right over his
asshole. Oh, wow! He had a hard on again. That was a blast but how could
his aunt do it? If she could stick her tongue up his ass hole and it felt so good
to him, he would stick his tongue up her ass even if it made him gag.
His tongue left the safe haven of her cunt and very tentatively licked below.
He was licking her ass crack and that wasn't bad at all. It was the same thing
as licking her thighs and he'd done that before. He ran his tongue up and
down the lower end of his aunt's ass crack till he got the nerve to go further.
He wrinkled his nose, closed his eyes and touched his tongue to her asshole.
Nothing horrible there. His aunt pushed her tongue in and out of his asshole.
Each time she did it his prick throbbed.
He wasn't going to let his aunt do anything to him that he wouldn't do to her.
He hardened his tongue and pushed. His aunt jumped. She liked it when he
did that to her. He sure was learning new things today.
Aunt Mable licked her way back to his now hard prick and he licked his way
back to her cunt. She stopped on her way to suck on his balls and he liked
the feel of that too. He sucked on her clit and she licked around the head of
his prick and along the sensitive underside. This must be what the boys at
school called a sixty nine. It was as much fun as everything else.
She sucked the head of his cock back into her mouth and bobbing her head.
He pushed his tongue into her slit and flashed it in and out. His aunt was
rubbing her cunt all over his face and his hips were fucking his prick in and
out of her mouth as fast as he could move them.
His Aunt Mable shuddered, her cunt contracted around his tongue as his cum
spurted into her mouth. His aunt sucked the dribbles out of his balls. Each
time he shot off it felt better than it had the time before. His aunt collapsed
on top of him and his own hips relaxed doqwn onto the bed.
His prick was as limp as his hips by now. Aunt Mable switched positions
again and offered him some cum from her mouth. He slurped it out and
sucked on her tongue, then offered his own tongue for sucking.
He was spent. His limp prick pressed against his aunt's belly felt real good
but he wasn't rubbing it against her. His aunt grinned at him again.
"My, you’re an accomplished little fucker. Some men never get around to the
ass licking bit but you took to it like a duck to water. How did you like your
first fuck. You're no longer even a technical virgin now."
Art took a deep breath, "Gee, Aunt Mable, did I do all right? That was neat.
I always thought it would be years before I became 'not a virgin'. I'm glad
you decided to fuck me. I like fucking. I like everything you've taught me.
Even ass licking was fun after I forced myself to do it the first time. I love
you!"
His Aunt Mable cocked her head and grinned at him, she gave him the
reasurance that all boys, and most men for that matter, need. "You sure did do
all right, and I agree with you, that it was neat. And I love you very much
too. Oh my, look at the time! Your mother will be home very shortly."
Suddenly Art realized that tomorrow was Wednesday! There would be
problems tomorrow. He wouldn't be able to do anything with his aunt. For
the first time Art could remember he really didn't want his best friend, Jerry,
to come home with him that Wednesday.
Art felt he had to warn his aunt. "Uh, - Oh, Aunt Mable, we won't be able to
do any of these things tomorrow. My best friend, Jerry, visits us every
Wednesday. His mother has to go to the hospital for treatment and he always
eats dinner here that night then he sleeps over with me."
Aunt Mable didn’t seem disturbved by this news. "No great problem Art.
Maybe we'll just miss a day, we can do these things again the next day.” She
paused then cocked her head and grinned again. “Have you ever told Jerry
about the times we've visited together?"
Art was emphatic. "No way. At first I didn't know what we were doing
meant. The boys at school tell all sorts of things about what they do and I
never believe any of it. When I found out what it meant, I didn't tell because I
didn't think anyone would believe me.” Now Art hesitated, "Uh, Aunt Mable,
I did tell the boys about your finger fucking yourself in front of my door
Saturday and Sunday because I knew they wouldn't believe me. They thought
I was just telling stories and they stopped asking questions about you. I haven't
told Jerry what we're doing now either, for the same reason. He kids me about
the lies I told about you finger fucking yourself. I wouldn't believe it if he told
me something like what we’re doing with each other."
Aunt Mable laughed at him and told him that he was a very cunning liar. The
best lie was a truth that no one would believe. Then she asked some very
personal questions that had Art blushing even after the things he'd been doing
with his aunt.
"Do you know if Jerry can shoot off yet?"
"Uh, - yeah, he can."
"Oh? How do you know?"
"Well, we always take a piss right after school and we go to the bathroom
and do it together. About six months ago, about the time I started to shoot
my cum, I noticed that he had a few hairs around his prick too and we talked
about it.
He said he always jerked off right after his after school piss except when he
came here on Wednesday. I admitted that I did the same thing and I missed
doing it when he visited. We decided to do it together. Since then we jerk
off together as soon as we get home from school each Wednesday.
“We always jerk off after we go to bed too. He's the only one I've ever
jerked off with and he comes even faster than I do. Gee, I wonder if it'll feel
as good to jerk off now that I've done these things with you?"
Now Aunt Mable did the head cock and grin bit and Art was sure he was
going to be asked another embarrassing question. "Do you ever jerk each
other off?"
"Uh, - well, - we talked about jerking each other off and I think we both want
to try it and see if it feels any different, but we never did. We don't want
people to think we're queers.” Art felt he wasn’t being completely honest.
“But, - uh, - we do feel each other's pricks sometimes. It feels good to have
someone else hold your cock even if it is a boy."
"Oh, Art, don't be so concerned about what other people think. If you want
to do something with someone and they don't object, just do it. You don't
have to tell anybody about it. If you want to jerk Jerry off and he wants to
jerk you off, go ahead and do it. You don't have to tell anybody if you don't
want to. If you don't tell no one will know so it won't make a bit of difference
what they think."
After giving him this advice his Aunt Mable started to dress. She seemed
satisfied with his answers and he wondered why she wanted to know all these
things.
The two of them scrambled into their clothes again so they would be
downstairs by the time Art's parents got home.
Watch for chapter - 6
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