My Naughty Aunt May

I was a typically hormonal, testosterone-overdosed teenager, I suppose. Well, typical in the sense that I could sometimes get a hard-on from the shakiness of riding a bus, but maybe not entirely typical when it came to chatting-up girl. I was incredibly shy and couldn't speak to a female child I fancied even if my lifespan depended on it.

Which made life desperately unfair because, of course, I wanted to shag anything with a hole in it when I was in my teens, just like every other lad. I just couldn't do anything about it. I'm sword lily wanking doesn't really make you go dim, or I would probably hold lost my sight before my fourteenth birthday. It was a very cross period in my life.

When I was sixteen, it got decidedly spoilt. That Easter, my parents had won a holiday for two for a week, during the school holiday. Mum arranged for me to go and stay put with her sister ; my aunt May. May and her husband Vince had moved away when I was about ten, and I hadn't seen them since. I knew it was going to be the most boring calendar week of my life.

Uncle Vince came to collect me in the car, on the morning my mum and dad were due to go away. It was a painfully soundless ride to their house, as I sat next to him, neither of us having a clue what to say after he had exhausted the obvious topics of school, medicine and missy : school was okay ; I liked the set everyone liked ; and no, I didn't have a girlfriend, but yes, I was into girls. Yes, he actually asked me that !

It was a succor, albeit an embarrassing one, to arrive into the crushing hug I received from aunt May who, predictably, couldn't believe how I had grown into such a big handsome young man, who must be positively fighting off all the girls.

Uncle Vince and auntie May were in their late 1930s. I could retrieve aunt May from when I was ten, but at sixteen, I saw her in a altogether new visible light. She was a very good-looking woman, with the most enormous tits I had ever seen in real number lifetime. She wore tops that weren't exactly revealing but showed to a greater extent than enough segmentation to contribute a sixteen-year-old boy a near-permanent erection, and a real problem trying to conceal it.

Whenever we were in the like room together, I could not terminate myself staring at her teat. I know she caught me looking all the prison term, and I would look away, and feel myself colouring up, but she didn't say anything. Every day, it would eventually get so bad that I had to go upstairs for a wank. Sometimes two. And then of course, there was the obligatory one at bedtime, and the first base one of the day before I got out of bed, but they're just routine for a teen. The superfluous I during the day were all down to aunt May's spectacular thorax. It was her that I was suddenly fantasising about, instead of the girls at schooltime, or popstars and actresses. It felt wrong, but I couldn't avail it.

By Wed it had become unbearable - for both of us, I guess. When uncle Vince had gone into town, and auntie May caught me looking yet again, she said,"You've got an iPhone there, haven't you ?"

It was permanently attached to my hand most of the time because there was zippo else to do at their house, apart from go upstairs for a jerking off. I nodded, trying not to stare at her segmentation too obviously.

"Go up to your room for a minute. I'm going to send something to your phone. Don't let your uncle Vince see it."Puzzled, but curious, I got up and went upstairs. A few second later, as I sat on my bed waiting, my speech sound began pinging.

I could not believe what I was looking at. aunty May had sent me seven selfies she must accept just taken in the bathroom mirror. In the first, she was just smiling straight at the television camera on her phone. In the back, she had taken her top off, and left her bra on. Her tremendous tits were attempting to run away over the top of the cupful. In the third, she had taken her bra off. Her nipple were so huge, they sagged a piddling, but holy shit ! They were awesome ! In the quartern and fifth, she was standing sideways at different angles. In the 6th, she held both blazon in the air above her header, which pulled her tits upwards, so that her monumental nipples were pointing straight at me. In the one-seventh, she was bending forward, so that her tits hung down, and she was still looking at the photographic camera. In all of them, she was grinning at me.

My head was spinning. What the fuck ! I couldn't assistant myself ; I unzipped my denim and released my already painfully surd cock. Looking at the pictures, my wank probably lasted to a lesser extent than a minute before I shot my load all over the rug. I hurried to the bathroom for some toilet theme and cleaned up as best I could.

I didn't dare go downstairs again and face aunt May, so I stayed in my elbow room until uncle Vince returned, and called me down for tea. He had been to the check shop and we had fish and flake and scraps all round. I felt like my face was burning when I walked into the kitchen. aunt May beamed at me and asked,"How are you feeling now. Better for that ?"

"wagerer for what ?"asked uncle Vince over his articulatio humeri as he sorted out the portions onto plates.

"Oh, it's zilch, really,"replied aunt May."Kevin wasn't feeling too dependable earlier, so he went to his room for a lie down. I think he's probably feeling much expert now. Aren't you, Kevin ?"she asked, turning to me with a twinkle in her eyes.

I just nodded. Uncle Vince looked over."You do bet a bit flushed lad. Never mind, your Aunt May was a nurse, you know. She knows how to screen out you out. Just do what she tells you, and you'll be fine."I would own laughed at the irony of his remark if I hadn't felt so uncomfortable.

The evening sat in front of the tv was purgatory, and I made my excuses to go to bed as soon as I could.

I confess ; yes, I had another wank staring at the motion-picture show of aunty May's awe-inspiring mamilla, imagining how they would look and sense in the flesh.

The next morning, uncle Vince was back at employment, so auntie May got us all up early for a ‘ right breakfast'before he went. Once he'd gone, she asked me to help with washing and drying the dental plate.

As we stood side of meat by position, she looked up at me, and nudged me with her elbow."Do you like the pic, then ?"

I felt my buttock charge as I nodded. I was too embarrassed to speak.

"At your age, it's only natural, and I know it must be hard for you not to gaze, so I don't mind. I understand. I know why you go up your room now and then, too. It's perfectly normal. I'm flattered. I thought the pictures of me would help, you know, whenever you feel the motive to bump one out."

I was dying.

"Of course,"she continued, seemingly oblivious to my worrying."Pictures are never a equal for the real thing, but all in adept time."

What ! ? What the fuck did ‘ all in good time'mean ?

We worked in muteness for a couple of min, her wash and me drying, secretly wishing she would go faster so I could escape. But she wasn't done yet, and the trouble was, I'm taller than her, and I couldn't avoid the persuasion down her cleavage. Her rubbing question as she washed the collection plate, circle and round, made those tremendous tits jiggle and rock, and it might have been my imagination, but was her top a little more revealing than common ?

Despite my excruciating embarrassment, nature won out, and I felt the beginnings of an erecting as auntie May's tits continued to wiggle and carry in my peripheral sight. I swallowed gruelling and tried to concentrate on scrubbing the convention off the bone-dry crustal plate in my deal.

She noticed."Don't be rubbing too hard. Leave the form on, Kevin, there's a goodness lad,"she said with a smirk, handing my another wet one to replace it. She picked up another out of the bowl, and I swear she was deliberately being overenthusiastic, making her tits saltation around more than ever.

"This is a hard one,"she announced."It needs a right in effect rubbing."

I'm sure enough she was tormenting me deliberately, and if my erection grew any stiffer I was going to suffer an injury. I squirmed as inconspicuously as I could, to try to get some relief from the ever-increasing pressure in my jeans, but to no avail.

Eventually, we were done."Off you go,"said aunt May, glancing down at my groin."Go and have a residual before we go into town,"she suggested.

I wasn't tired. I'd only just got up an hour ago, but I needed to scarper, and aunt May knew it. I was embarrassed, but grateful for the apology to go to my room.

In the safe of my sleeping accommodation, I dropped my pants, leaned back against the chest of attraction, and began masturbating as I stared at aunty May posing on my phone.

"Can I give you a hand with that ?"I nearly had a essence attack ! I was so engrossed in my pictorial matter of aunty May, I hadn't noticed her stick her head around my bedroom doorway. I dropped the earpiece, and turned my back, fumbling to pull up my jeans.

Suddenly she was behind me, with her arms wrapped around me. She pulled my arms away as I tried to brood up, and grabbed my cock, which was beginning to wilt in shame. several nimble strokes put that right. The feel of her fingers curled around my tool was just the safe thing ever, gripping firmly but not too tight, vigourously pumping up and down ,. No-one had ever touched me like that before, and it felt so much better than doing it myself. I was iron-hard again in seconds.

But she was my aunt ! I couldn't movement or speak. I didn't know what to do.

"There you go, love. It's much estimable when someone else does it for you, isn't it ?"

I realised I was nodding.

"Just put down your jean again and sit on the bed."

I did as I was told, and she sat beside me, beaming up at me as she began masturbating me rapidly. I stared at her tits as they jiggled and bounced beneath my gaze. Before long, my tool began throbbing. I leaned back and groaned. Aunt May's manus worked even faster, and suddenly I was cumming. I shot various spurts of cum high into the air, much to her pleasure and amusement."Ooh, you young'uns cum with such enthusiasm, don't you ? And there's so a lot of it, too ! I'd forgotten."She chuckled and stood up.

Some of my cum had splashed onto her hand. She licked it off, almost absentmindedly."Mmm, nice ! ”, she beamed."Now clean up and get ready to go into town."

I was intensely embarrassed, but excited at the Same time. I knew it was wrongly. I mean, it was legal - just - because I was sixteen ; but my mum and dad would kill us both, and especially aunt May, if they ever found out what she'd done to me. But it had felt amazing. I knew I shouldn't let her do it again, but I desperately wanted her to, and realised I probably wouldn't stop her if she tried. But would she ?

auntie May spent the rest of the day chattering away as normal, as if cipher had happened. I found any attempt at conversation very difficult at first, but gradually relaxed as the day wore on. I wanted to know if she was going to do it again but didn't daring ask. I could barely look at uncle Vince all evening.

When I announced I was going to bed, aunt May told me I could have a lie-in in the morning. The was no point in me getting up just because uncle Vince had to go to work.

The stick with morning, I listened to the sounds of breakfast activeness downstairs, but made no try to get up. I had woken up with my usual ‘ morning Natalie Wood'and desperately needed a wank. I was confused. Should I have one as usual ? Or was aunt May's instruction to ‘ have a lie-in'her computer code for ‘ stay in bad and I'll give you a wank after your uncle Vince has gone to wreak'? Maybe I just kidding myself. Probably. But what if I wasn't ?

My erecting had worn off by the time I heard uncle Vince leave. As soon as the front man door had closed, I heard aunty May coming upstairs. My heart leapt. I could feel it pounding in my chest.

She burst into my room without knock, and I sat up, unsure what to do or say. She sat on the bed, beside me."I was wondering if you needed a ‘ helping helping hand'this first light, Kevin ? Or am I too late ?"

I was stuck for words and just shook my head, which was no assist at all."Have you knocked one out already ?"I shook my headland again, blushing at her directness.

"Good !"she beamed and pulled the puff back. I sleep naked, so I was totally exposed, which felt strangely uncomfortable. Then I just watched in awe as she pulled her top off, unhooked her bra, and sat proudly displaying her bosom to me."Go on,"she encouraged me."I know you want to !"

Hesitantly, I reached out and felt them. They were so big and lenient and strong, and so dense ! I was soon playing with them enthusiastically, revelling in the tone and weight unit of them.

"Lie down,"she said, straddling me on all tetrad, so that her enormous tits hovered above my nerve. I was soon licking and sucking on her huge nipples, loving their stiffness in my mouth. aunty May was cooing with pleasure too. She shifted to one side of me but kept her tits in my aspect as I continued to suck and extort them.

Her hand found my pecker, and I realised I already had a hard-on. She got to work on me, and I sucked and squeezed harder.

After a few bit, she moved her tits away from my face. What she did next blew my intellect. Before I realised what was happening, she had bent forward and was sucking my cock !

It felt incredible. I don't know how I didn't cum instantly. She spent respective minutes sucking and licking and nibbling ; her school principal bobbing ; and then she'd use her hands, swirling around and up and down ; and then she'd tease the tip with her tongue before sucking and bobbing again. I was in heaven ! This was paradise on world.

I never wanted it to stop, but desperately wanted to cum at the same metre. She gradually got faster and faster, and the tell-tale throbbing suddenly kicked in. I closed my eyes and moaned. I'd been watching everything she was doing to me, but now the sense datum took over. She was wanking me like crazy, with her backtalk clamped over the head of my rooster, sucking hard and flickering her tongue over the tip. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I didn't want to ! I came hard, in a tenacious stream of spirt, and aunt May didn't stop sucking until I was done.

She sat up, and licked her lips, beaming at me as common."Thank you,"she said.

"Thank you, too,"I managed to whisper.

She slapped my second joint gently."Come on. fourth dimension to get up. I'll get your breakfast."

The next daybreak started the Saame way, but after she had been sucking my cock for a while, she stood up and stripped off the remainder of her clothes. She had a cracking figure for person nearly as old as my mum, who wasn't in anywhere near as good shape.

auntie May stood near the bed, and took my mitt, putting my digit between her peg. She was shaved, and I could see everything. She encouraged me to put a finger inside her. She was very moist, and hot. It felt safe. She laid beside me and taught me how to thumb her and stroke her clit. Then she let me suck her nipple at the same sentence, as she gently rubbed my painfully hard peter.

She kept guiding and teaching me until she began to groan and worm a minuscule. Her heart were closed, and her hips rolled, and she moaned and groaned louder. I concentrated hard on doing exactly what she had shown me. Suddenly she began crying out"Oh god, I'm cumming ! Oh Kevin ! I'm cumming ! Oh god ! Oh yes !"and she writhed and bucked, until she eventually stopped me and laid back, breathing hard.

"Ooh, thank you,"she sighed, smiling broadly."I've not done that in a spell except on my own. And we both know that's never as much fun as someone else doing it for you, is it ?"

I grinned back at her, proud of myself. I'd just made my auntie May cum. How poise was that ! She told me to put a finger inside her, and I couldn't believe how wet she was.

"seed on,"she said, motioning with her head."Your turn now."

I wasn't sure what she meant.

"Get between my legs. You can't do it from there."

Holy Fuck ! I couldn't believe it. I scrambled to get between her thighs as fast as I could, and she reached down, guiding my pecker into her."Now push slowly and gently into me. It's been a while since I've had a cock in there."

I pushed carefully. That sensation of the initial resistance, then suddenly gliding into her ardent wetness, was unbelievable. Even undecomposed than the tone of her mouth on my cock. She wrapped her legs around me and used her animal foot and hips to pop out a rocking motion, telling me to just follow her lead. Her eyes were closed. I supported my system of weights on my weapon and looked down at her ; her endearing side, and her enormous tits and tit. I felt I must be dreaming, but I knew it was real.

She gradually increased her pace and I matched her. She got faster and then faster again, moaning, and squeezing my arms, and crying out that she was cumming again. She stopped and relaxed for a few moments."Well, that was an unexpected bonus,"she beamed up at me."Definitely your turn, now. Just go as fast as you like until you've cum too."

I started out at the same slow pace she had first shown me, gradually speeding up again. Soon, I was humping her as fast as I could, staring down at her massive breast bouncing about beneath me, and my cock began throbbing. I moaned with pleasure.

"Oh, that's it Kevin. keep open going. Cum in your aunt May. Cum for me, Kevin."

I humped her for all I was Worth. Her mamilla bounced like mad. The throbbing esthesis grew hard and secure, and more than and more speedy until it suddenly burst, and I felt stream after stream of cum pumping out of my rooster. There is no intuitive feeling in the earth quite like that. It felt awesome. For some bizarre reason, I felt the motivation to count every spirt. There was twelve of them, although the last four were progressively decrepit and infirm. I had just squirted twelve burden of cum into my auntie May ! I felt insanely proud of myself.

I rolled off her, on to my back, with a huge sigh of satisfied easement, and she laughed. We both started laughing. This was half-baked, and dangerous, but impossibly good. I just got set ! I was only sixteen, and I was a man !

I only had a few mean solar day vacation left, but we shagged five or six times every day, while uncle Vince was at workplace. Aunt May was exhausted. She couldn't keep up with me, and at times, she was glad to just lie there and let me do what I wanted to her. I came everywhere ; inside her, all over her tits, on her face, and in her mouth. She was always amazed at how forcefully I came, how far it would shoot, and how practically of it there was. She showed me every position she could call up of and taught me everything she knew about how to please her. I loved going down on her, and she was impressed that I was such a promptly learner.

I decided I was going to bide with aunt May and uncle Vince every prospect I could after that, and she said that when the time came, I could apply to their local university for my degree and she would be delighted to let me stay there for the duration. My mum was thrilled that she wouldn't have to worry about me living away from home plate on my own.

I suddenly found a knew motive to analyze severe than ever before. I was going to do whatever it took to get into that university and go and endure with my aunty May for three whole years. Sex on tap ! I couldn't wait.

It was only after I had returned home from that holiday that I realised things weren't good between my aunt and uncle. I recalled her comments about how piffling sex she was getting. She must have felt as frustrated as me.

For the side by side two years, every break from college meant fourth dimension staying with aunt May and having sex as often as we could get by it. In the meantime, between sojourn, aunt May and I had a little agreement ; when we were both home alone, we would facetime each other, au naturel, and get ourselves off watching each other and talking dirty.

I got accepted into the university near her, but by the beginning of the first off full term, she and uncle Vince had split up. They were getting divorced. She had returned to work as a nurse, once uncle Vince could no longer object, and rented a small two-bedroomed street planetary house. I moved in. Officially, the small bedroom is mine, and I have all my stuff in it. Really, I sleep with May. In issue, we have become a distich. In secret of course.

When I graduate, I will be moving away. There's no job-demand for citizenry like me round here. will May fall with me ? Will I need her to ? Who knows ? How could we explain it to the balance of the family if she did ? For now, I'm just happy that I'm getting shagged senseless at least once a day. The silence just adds to the quiver of it .