Bab 811: KATY'S BOOBS CH. 06
The fact that I was cumming was a surprise to even me! Only hours earlier I'd enjoyed an amazing sexual encounter with Katy's friend Shelly at the river—all while Katy had been watching, even masturbating as she watched. Not only had I blown one load all over the girls after the manipulations of Shelly's hand and mouth, not 20 minutes later I then got to shoot one of the biggest loads of my life directly into the unprotected pussy of my cousin's best friend!
But here I was, ejaculating into yet another unprotected womb—my cousin's—only a few brief moments after entering her. And I was doing it at the very moment Katy's mother, my Aunt Ellen, was standing there watching us, aghast.
I could only chalk it up to nerves from being in such a surreal and erotically taboo scene: my Aunt Ellen, with whom I'd been having my own separate secret sexual relationship, had just walked in on me naked under the sheets with her own daughter, my cousin Katy. Nobody was moving; we were all frozen and staring at each other.
Well, no one was moving anylimbs, but my dick was at this very moment pulsing jet after jet of warm semen into my cousin's vagina. Of all the times to suffer from premature ejaculation, this was probably the worst. But as shocking as it must have been for Katy to feel me ejaculating inside her, she seemed to want her mother know nothing about it because she remained like a stone, her body's own sexual reaction betrayed only by the fact that I could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing my throbbing cock as it coughed up its potent seed.
"I will ask you again," I heard Aunt Ellen saying from what seemed like far, far away. "What are you two doing?"
I don't think I could've formed words right now if I tried, my mind was so muddled and intoxicated by the exquisite orgasm I'd just had, which was only just now beginning to subside. As I felt Katy's pussy continue to make sperm-milking contractions around my still-hard shaft, I heard her whimper and sigh only just slightly before she managed to speak up.
"Mom! I'm sorry, but you shouldn't be in here!"
Incredulous, Aunt Ellen turned away from us just long enough to close the door behind her, lest anyone else hear the commotion and come in here. The rest of the conversation took place in hushed but impassioned voices.
Ellen said, "I'm your mother, and I can be anywhere I please. But the same cannot be said for Tom being in your bed!" Fortunately, from my aunt's visual perspective, that's pretty much all it appeared to be: I was just "in bed" with Katy. It was pretty clear that neither of us had on much (if any) clothes, but I don't think Aunt Ellen suspected that Katy and I were technically in the very present act of intercourse. I also knew that no matter what the two of us were doing under the sheets, my aunt had to keep her "outrage" balanced by the fact that it was partly her idea (heavily influenced by me, of course) that I should hook up with my cousin!
Katy quickly found her characteristic sense of defiance. She said, "We're both adults, Mom. What we do in private is our own business."
"But Tom is yourcousin, Katy!"
"I don't care. I love him."
Aunt Ellen blinked at this and actually took a step back. The words were surprising in and of themselves, but they would have a much more powerful punch against this older woman who was, in essence, also my lover. And had I not been currently stuck underneath (and still inside) Katy, I would have done the same thing.
Love?
While my aunt seemed to struggle with what to say next, I looked at Katy, who turned from her mother to look down at me. While holding my gaze with a very pleading look, she said to her mother: "And Tommy loves me too. Don't you, Tommy?"
"I..." I stammered. "Yes...yes, I do."
Katy turned back to her mother. "We've been wanting to tell you and Dad for some time, but we were worried that you wouldn't approve." She added, "On account of us being cousins."
My freshly post-orgasmic mind began to catch up on the situation. Katy was putting her own master plan into effect. By getting caught by her mother, and implying that Katy and I had been having a secret fling for some time now, it would dash her mother's fears that Katy had actually been sleeping with her own brother, something far, far more taboo than a fling between cousins. Of course, Katy didn't know that in the last week I'd also begun a sexual relationship with her mother. Even the most flamboyant telenovela on Mexican TV couldn't hold a candle to this web of affairs!
Now it was a question as to how my aunt would process this information and move forward. She was not a stupid woman, and it was more likely that Katy had over-played her hand, actually proving in a twist of irony that it was indeed her brother, and not me, who had been her ongoing sexual partner. But if Ellen played her own cards correctly it could sort out what would be to everyone's liking: 1) get Katy to stop fucking her own brother, 2) get Katy to start dating a good boy for a change (me!); 3) provide an appropriate partner for me so that Aunt Ellen and I could let our own taboo affair sunset quietly.
All this seemed to be churning in my aunt's brain, and when she next spoke, her voice was very calm. "Katy, I'm sorry that I intruded upon your privacy, but although you're now eighteen you should know that the boundaries of this household still apply to you while you choose to live here."
"But Mom, I—"
Ellen held up a hand. "Shh—let me finish." She glanced at me, then back to her daughter. "I wouldn't approve of you bringing some random boy into your bed under this roof, so it's not appropriate that you do this with your cousin, either. Be more respectful about your proclivities in the future, and I will try to be more tolerant.
"As for you dating Tom, well, I will speak with your father about this tomorrow morning, and we'll decide how we'd prefer you to proceed with this. I won't tell him about...aboutthis," she gestured our bodies entwined under the sheets, "but he's going to have to know sooner or later that you two have...feelings for each other."
Aunt Ellen looked directly at me again. "In the mean time, Tom, I would like you to go back to your own bed and respect my wishes that you act more like a gentleman when you're in my home."
I swallowed and nodded. "Yes, ma'am." I also gave a little wince, because I felt my penis finally beginning to go flaccid again, and I knew it would soon slip out of my cousin's vagina.
My aunt held my gaze for a long moment, definitely an odd assortment of emotions flashing in her eyes, and then she looked back into Katy's face. "Do I make myself clear?"
Katy glanced down at me. As untimely as it had been for my penis to ejaculate inside her, at that moment it chose to slip from her snatch. I could feel my warm semen oozing out, dripping down her thigh and onto my own crotch and balls.
Katy quickly looked at her mother, masking yet another odd sigh, then nodded. "Yes, Mom."
Aunt Ellen folded her arms, then unfolded them. There was suddenly nothing else to say, so she simply finished with, "Okay...good night, then." She opened and closed the door behind her but left the light on. I stared up at my cousin Katy as she let the sheet slide off of her, exposing her glorious nudity to the light for the first time tonight. Despite having just orgasmed, the sight was enough to make my semi-flaccid cock to twitch, and Katy took notice.
She glanced down between us, where our bodily fluids were soaking our midsections. She looked at me and said, "Are you kidding me?" I could only blink back. She hissed, "You fucking came inside me, Tommy!"
"I'm sorry." All I could stammer.
"You're no better than Jack—" Catching herself just a little too late, she slapped her hand to her mouth. She'd instinctively compared me as a lover to her own brother, which was of course rather awkward. I didn't take any offense to it. In recent days I'd proven that I could, in fact, hold out quite long enough to give powerful orgasms to all three of the women I'd fucked—Katy (the first time), Aunt Ellen, and Shelly—and if by some miracle I got another chance to fuck Katy I'd show her what a long-lasting cock really felt like!
Katy slid off of me so that we were now laying side-by-side, staring up at the ceiling. The sheet had been kicked down to our ankles, and to my pleasant surprise Katy now seemed wholly unconcerned that I could see 100% of her naked form. I suppose she'd rationalized that once a guy got to fuck her there was little point in shying away from simple nudity.
In the several moments of silence that followed, I found that a knot, which had been forming in my stomach, was now abating. Knowing how worried Katy was about unprotected sex, I had been subconsciously preparing for her to claw my eyes out the moment her mother walked out of the room. This calmer version of Katy was not what I'd expected.
"If you get me pregnant, I'm going to kill you," she murmured.
Ah, there was the spark.
"Do you want me to leave?" I asked.
"In a few minutes, yeah," she replied. "I'm sure Mom's still awake, and she'll be waiting to hear the sound of you returning to your room."
I shifted to my side so I could look at her. Not just at her beautiful naked body, but at her. She turned her head, and I saw an oddly puzzled look on her face.
"What is it?" I asked. "What's wrong?"
She frowned. "I just feel like...there's just some sort of familiarity about this."
My mind flashed to that first night when I'd anonymously fucked her. Had I made such an impression on her that being inside her again this time reminded her of it? I knew that my cock was significantly longer than Jack's, by at least a good couple of inches, and definitely thicker. But it wasn't like I could say, "Well, it's familiar because I'm the one who fucked you that night, not Jack." Katy would probably consider that outright rape, and I would definitely feel her wrath then!
Before I could come up with any sort of comment out loud, Katy added, "Maybe I'm just transposing what I did with you with what I watched you do with Shelly."
I shrugged. What else could I say?
Katy suddenly turned toward me, so we were both now on our sides, facing each other. I dared to gaze at her lovely large breasts as she spoke again. "You're one lucky bastard, aren't you, Tommy?" To my questioning look she added, "Fucking both Shelly and me. On the same day!"
"Katy, I—"
"No, don't say anything. It's okay. We both let you do it. I'm just annoyed that you came in me. Consider this the Fantasy Day of your Life, whatever." She suddenly glanced down my body. I wondered if she was studying my cock, which was still slick with our juices, still semi-hard and looking mean and thick across my thigh. But I actually saw her eyes get slightly misty. She murmured something so softly I couldn't understand.
"I'm sorry?" I asked gently.
"I said, would you rather have her?"
"Her? You mean Shelly?"
Katy looked back up to me. "Yeah. She's quite the little slut, she'll probably want to make you her little boy toy now. And...she's not related to you."
I reached up a hand and gently touched her chin, focusing her gaze on me. "Katy," I said, "I would rather have you. I would rather have you a million times over. I have always wanted you."
It was true. This whole incredible summer of sex had all started with my obsession with Katy. Shelly was a great fuck, but I knew nothing could ever come of that. What Aunt Ellen and I had shared had been fueled by lust, but I really did love her, and the close aunt-nephew relationship I shared with her was far more powerful than the fleeting impulses of sex. And of course to try to "date" my aunt could never even be considered remotely possible. So it circled back to Katy. She was kind of a bitch, and she was selfish, but she also had a bit of a self-esteem issue, and if I could truly make her mine perhaps I could help her with that, make her a better person. And as for me, I'd have the object of my desires as my lover for as long as I could.
Katy broke my reverie by leaning forward and kissing me. It was a warm and loving kiss. I returned it gladly, hungrily. I felt my cock begin to stir, and as it straightened it touched Katy's leg. She backed away and looked down at it.
"That's a goddamned monster," she said with a chuckle. "But I'm afraid that's all you get for tonight. I just know Mom's gonna bust in here again if you don't scoot."
I nodded, disappointed but fully understanding. "I wish I could have lasted longer," I said, given you more pleasure."
To my surprise, Katy blushed deeply then said quietly. "You did." I raised my eyebrows and she added, "I don't know how you did it, but when you came...so did I."
"Really?"
She nodded, giving me a genuine grin. "It wasn't exactly earth-shattering, but that's probably a good thing because I was barely able to contain my composure when Mom walked in."
"Wow." I meant it:wow!
"You're pretty amazing, Tom," she said. "I don't know...maybe we can really give this dating thing a try?" My cock flexed in answer. Katy giggled and reached for my member, giving it a teasing squeeze. "Yes, perhaps we will give this a try. But not again tonight!" She let go of my cock and gave my bare ass a playful spank. "Now get out of here, you pervert!"
***
I slept in late the following morning, and I was glad to do so. By the time I roused out of bed and threw on some shorts and a t-shirt most everyone was gone. Jack and my uncle had gone to work, as usual. I found Aunt Ellen in the kitchen, as usual, and she explained that Katy had left early to Shelly's house. (I could only imagine what those two girls would be talking about today!) I deduced that Katy was smartly making herself scarce until she knew the way the wind blew with her parents. But I had no escape. I had no where to go, and I was alone with my aunt. I would face the music with her.
With a desire to man up and confront the situation head-on, I cleared my throat and began, "Aunt Ellen—"
"I've made you some pancakes," she said quickly, gesturing the kitchen table. I stared at her for a moment, then slowly sat down to breakfast. For several silent moments I had a few bites of the buttermilk deliciousness, washed down with some fresh OJ. The whole time my aunt watched me while leaning up against the kitchen sink, thoughtfully sipping coffee. Clearly, we were going to have the obligatory conversation whenshefelt like having it.
Which actually came sooner than I expected.
She blurted, "Did you have sex with Katy last night?"
I paused, forkful of pancake halfway between the plate and my mouth. I looked at her, setting down my fork.
"Were you actually doing it when I walked in?"
What could I say? Why hide the truth? I nodded.
Aunt Ellen looked down at her coffee, then turned and poured it into the sink. She set down the mug with a loud clink. "You really work fast, don't you?" she said, her back still to me.
"I'm sorry," I said, pitifully. Even more pitifully I added, "We didn't mean to at first."
Still not facing me, my aunt coughed out a disbelieving, "Ha." I just sat there, waiting. After a few moments my aunt looked up from the sink and gazed out of the window above it. She asked, "Do you really love her?"
"As a girlfriend? No...not really."
"I see." She finally turned, studying me. "She just really wanted to sell it, didn't she?" I nodded. "Which means she and Jack really were—they were actually—"
Quickly, I said, "For what it's worth, that's over. Absolutely over. Katy swears by it."
I don't know whether or not my aunt fully heard or registered what I'd just said, but in the next moment she was throwing her hands to her face and sobbing. I jumped up and took her in my arms, and she embraced me and buried her face into my shoulder, letting the emotions pour from her. I gave her all the time she needed, occasionally reaching up to stroke her soft hair or give her a reassuring kiss on the top of her head.
Eventually she was able to control the racking sobs, and she leaned back a little. Her eyes were red and moist, and her cheeks were shiny with tears. I was just able to reach a roll of paper towels and tore one off for her. She did not shift out of my loose embrace when she lifted the towel to her face to clean herself up a bit. She tossed the used towel aside and then intertwined her arms back around me.
Sniffing, she said, "Will it work? Will Katy be with you now and stop having...stop messing with Jack?"
"Yes." I added, "Well, I don't know how well Katy andIwill work out, but I guarantee you that she and Jack are done."
"Oh, thank God." She hugged me, clearly appreciating that this one part of the soap opera of incest was over. She looked up at me again and asked, "You don't think you and Katy will work out?"
I found it surprisingly difficult to talk about Katy while embracing my aunt. Oddly enough, I knew in that moment that I would never truly fall in love with my cousin. In fact, if there was anyone I felt a true passion for, a true emotional desire, it was my aunt right here in my arms.
She was still waiting for an answer, so I said. "Unless there are any parental objections, I think Katy and I have a good chance at enjoying a classic summer fling, but I can't see it going any further."
"I see," Ellen said. "Well, I actually haven't spoken to your uncle about this yet. But I'll make sure he understands and allows it, if that's what you want."
"Katy will be expecting it now," I said evasively.
My aunt nodded. "Okay." She leaned into my shoulder again and tightened her embrace. I tightened back. When she spoke again her voice was slightly muffled, "This probably means we should let you focus on Katy now, and you and I can, well, get back to normal."
I swallowed. "If that's what you want," I said weakly.
She leaned back and looked up at me, our faces very close. "It's what's best, Tom. We can't be lovers, and you know it."
"I know."
"Besides," she said, "how could I possibly compare to Katy? I'm over twice her age, she's got that impossibly tight little body, while I—"
"Aunt Ellen."
She blinked, realizing I was gazing directly into her eyes.
I said, "I love you. I will always love you, and I will always respect you, no matter what. You know that, right?"
Her eyes got misty again. "Oh, Tommy...I love you too. Thank you." We embraced once more, and with that now familiar muffled voice, I heard my aunt say, "Tom, will you...could you possibly...may I experience you one more time?"
My heart immediately began pumping faster, and I felt my penis begin to swell.
Squeezing her tightly, letting her feel my growing erection, I said, "I would love nothing more."
The next moment found us kissing deeply, as lovers, and we took our time with it, tasting each other, luxuriating in the emotions. I had not expected to be able to be with my aunt again in this way, so I wanted it to last forever.
As we kissed we began to slowly start undressing each other, a couple of buttons here, a zipper there. Eventually we were both topless, and my aunt crushed her large wonderful breasts against my naked chest. I slid down to my knees and took one in my mouth, nibbling on her hard nipple, lathering her creamy skin with my saliva.
To my surprise, my aunt actually stopped me, gently pulling my head from her chest. I looked up at her. Her eyes were dilated with lust.
"Not here," she was saying. "Take me to bed, Tom. Make love to me this one last time as the sweet gentleman that you are."
For a brief moment I wonderedwhichbed she wanted, and to my pleasant surprise we went into her bedroom, where the only nice big king size bed was located. I stood and watched as my aunt pulled back the blankets, then with her back to me began pulling down the loose shorts she'd been wearing, along with her panties. I as I watched her ass, reminded of the first time I'd spied on my aunt's plump rump through the vent.
We were both fully naked now, and my aunt stood there, back still to me, and waited. I stepped up behind her and embraced her, pressing my body to hers, enjoying the feeling of my massive erection sliding up the crack of her ass. I planted soft wet kisses all over her neck and shoulders while lovingly kneading her huge tits. I was desperate to be inside her again, but I maintained my effort to draw this out as long as I could. I instinctively knew this would be the last time I would have sex with my beautiful Aunt Ellen. I wanted it to be memorable for both us.
She was the one to make the next move, finally turning to face me. She gave me one long deep kiss and then lowered herself so that she was sitting on the side of the bed. Her face was now at the same level as my cock, and she surprised me by reaching up and gently grasping the base of my shaft. Even more surprising was when she leaned forward and began licking the tip of my cock, which was oozing with precum. She lapped it up as if sucking on sweet nectar, then she went further and drew the head and good portion of my shaft into her soft mouth.
For several minutes I simply stood there and selfishly enjoyed the pure ecstasy of fellatio from my aunt as her head bobbed back and forth. As she was clearly out-of-practice with giving head, I couldn't claim it was the best blowjob in the world, but she was eagerly making an effort to bring me as much pleasure as possible, and my heart went out to her for it. I entwined my fingers into her hair and very gently guided her head back and forth. She was only able to get about half of my penis into her mouth, but she used her hands as well, one to grip the exposed part of my shaft, the other to gently massage my balls. In fact, she was quickly remembering just how to make this feel good, enough so that I eventually had to slow her down, worried that I'd cum too quickly and potentially end things too soon.
She got the message and finally backed her head away from my length, letting the tip of my cock slip out of her mouth then smacking her lips playfully. We both chuckled, and I finally started climbing into the bed as she leaned back. She'd actually gotten me so worked up I knew it would be dangerous to enter her in that moment. I needed a little time to cool off.
So I went down on her.
On the other occasions when I'd had sex with Aunt Ellen, she'd always been a little shy about oral sex. From her conservative roots she must have felt that anything other than more or less "regular" intercourse was something she shouldn't do. We'd enjoyed several positions of sexual intercourse, but again, any oral sex we'd had was always limited and sometimes even a little awkward.
Not today. Not this final time. This time, my aunt eagerly lay back and spread her legs wide in anticipation. She even propped some pillows back behind her head so she could partially sit up and watch what I was doing. This of course only stoked my lust even hotter, and soon I was very hungrily licking at her pussy, allowing my probing tongue to tease her engorged clit. I gently parted her labia and enjoyed the light tickling sensation of her nicely trimmed pubic hair grazing my nose and cheeks.
I've admitted before that I make no claim to being the best at cunnilingus, but what I may have lacked in technical skill I think I made up for in passion and eagerness. Plus, I found it hard to imagine my uncle doing this for my aunt after so many years of marriage, so as far as my aunt was concerned I'm pretty sure it was the best experience she'd ever had in her life of having a man eat her pussy.
And if there were any doubts about this, they were soon quashed by the fact that my aunt was approaching orgasm. I continued sucking steadily on her swollen clit as I felt her hands being to reach out for my head, her fingers desperately gripping my short hair. Her legs began to tremble, and the moisture from her vagina became more abundant and warm.
"Oh, Tommy," he began gasping, "make me cum, baby. Oh my sweet Tommy make me cum!"
An atomic blast going off outside would not have distracted me from the most direct effort I've ever made in my life to give this woman an orgasm with my mouth. I sucked and licked for all I was worth, and as the moment hit my aunt's thighs tightened around my head, pressing against my ears, but I could still clearly hear her scream out.
"Oh, Tommy! My love, I'm cumming! Oh my love, I'm cumming, oh God!"
It was music to my ears, my beautiful aunt in such open orgasm. I loved her more in this moment than I ever would. But it was a moment that would eventually have to become a memory, because now I wanted nothing more on this planet than to be inside my aunt.
Being a good lover, however, I did my best to wind her down from the massive orgasm she'd just experienced. I knew that if I simply lifted my face off of her without warning it might shock her and stifle the lingering ripple effects of her powerful climax. So for a few minutes more I continued kissing and tonging her pussy, but my ministrations became a steadily slower, gradually lighter. I listened carefully to her breathing, and only when I sensed that it had steadied to a slightly calmer state did I finally back away from her dripping labia.
I began working my way back up her body, dropping the occasional kiss on her thigh, stomach, breasts, chest, chin...and then her mouth. For a brief moment my aunt was surprised to realize that she was tasting her own juices on my lips and tongue. And as we made out, I begin gently, even teasingly, probing the entrance of her pussy with the tip of my red hot cock. I felt my aunt desperately grasp the shaft of my penis and guide it toward her entrance while taking one of her heels and actually pressing it into my ass, driving me forward. I grinned into my kiss with her as I complied with her body language and plunged into her, bottoming out in one powerful thrust.
Aunt Ellen moaned into my mouth, and when I lifted my lips from hers she began crying out, already in orgasm with just the first penetration of my penis into her pussy. I actually held it in there, feeling the tip of my cock press firmly against the woman's cervix, and it was like a small fist inside her, squeezing my shaft as her vaginal muscles contracted.
"Oh God, Tommy!" Ellen exclaimed, "You are so wonderful! So perfect inside me! Oh, my love!"
She kept saying that, "my love," and it only fueled my wonton desire for her. On this day we were in love, we were perfect lovers, and this was going to be the epic love-making of our lives. When I finally began to move in and out of her, I leaned down close to her ear.
"I love you so much, Aunt Ellen. You feel so good, you are so beautiful, so wonderful."
"Oh Tommy, my love. I'm yours. All yours right now. Make love to me. Give it to me, my dear sweet boy."
I needed no further encouragement. I began to piston steadily in and out of my aunt. With each banging thrust she made noises and grunts that came from deep down within her. She was as determined to draw as much pure pleasure from this session as I was. I'd had no trouble bringing her to climax in all the other times we'd had sex, but it seemed like for the first time my aunt was really and truly letting it all out, just going with the magic of the moment and abandoning all worry and fuss about what reality would have in store for us when this was over.
Thrust, I thrust hard, damned hard, into my lover. I felt like an animal, like a beast as I plowed into her in the classic Missionary position. Ellen kept her legs up and clasped around my back, practically whimpering whenever I'd move out of her even an inch, then crying out in ecstasy each time I pushed fully in, hammering her cervix. The woman would be damned sore after this. Hell, we both would.
I didn't necessarily want to think about the fact that only yesterday I'd fucked two other woman, but I realized that having been able to drain my balls into those girls barely 24 hours ago, I now had the stamina of a champion bull, and I put every ounce of energy and strength I could into fucking the very life out of this woman.
Eventually I lost count of the times I needed to pause and hold myself inside my aunt whenever she orgasmed. My ears were now ringing at all the times she would scream out at the top of her lungs. She very openly let me know whenever she climaxed.
"Cumming again, my love! Cumming again! Oh, Tommy, I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"
There was no clock or watch in my field of vision to tell me how long we'd been at it, but conservatively it must have been a good 30 or 40 minutes. Both of us were now slick with sweat. Our hair was wet and the sheets were soaked. And finally, I began to feel the tell-tale tingling in my balls. I'd actually felt it a few times already, but I'd managed to power through and prove to the universe that I could, in fact, hold out for a while. But now it was becoming clear that staving off my own climax would soon be moot. I began to pick up my pace, pounding for all I was worth into my aunt, my lover. She sensed that I was getting near.
"Yes, Tommy," she grunted, "That's my boy...give it to me. Give your aunt your love, all your love."
My cock swelled at that last remark. In earlier sessions, Ellen had made a point of playing down the fact that we were related. Now she seemed to embrace it. I tested the waters as my balls began to boil.
"I love you, Aunt Ellen," I moaned. "Do you like having your nephew inside you?"
Her eyes opened, and she stared at me, her sweaty face a mask of pure lust.
"Oh yes, my sweet young nephew. I love having you inside me. You make your Aunt Ellen so happy, baby!"
"You're gonna make me cum, Aunt Ellen." I pumped even faster. "I have to cum now, my love."
"Ungh—ungh," she grunted, then managed to form words. "Do it, baby. Cum for your Aunt Ellen! Let me feel my beautiful nephew cum!"
I was so close to the edge now, and I pounded into her as if I would die in the next moment. Was she giving me permission to cum inside her? I had to know for sure. I didn't want to ruin it for her if it would freak her out to let me ejaculate into her without protection.
"Gonna...gonna cum now, Aunt Ellen. Where—where can I—"
"INSIDE ME!" she cried out at the top of her lungs. "I want to feel you cum inside me, my beautiful boy!"
"Are you sure, Aunt Ellen?" My balls began to contract.
"Yes! Yes!" she demanded, and she clasped her legs around me even tighter. "Don't you dare pull out of me, Tommy! Fill me with your cum. Feel me with your seed! I need it!"
That was all I needed. My cock expanded one more time, and with a final deep and powerful push, I bottomed out inside my aunt and unloaded.
"I'm cumming, Aunt Ellen!" I cried out. "I'm cumming inside you!"
Thick hot jets of semen blasted out from my cock and deep into her quivering pussy.
"Yes!" she actually cheered, "That's it, baby! Cum in me! I can feel it. Flood me with it, baby!"
She herself orgasmed yet again as I emptied my balls into her body. It felt as if I was injecting my potent seed directly into her womb I was so deep. I could sense it shooting out of me and splashing powerfully into her abused cervix, and now her entire vagina would be flooded with my fresh white sperm.
Together we moaned and bellowed and kissed and clutched at each other as my cock pulsed and her pussy clenched. She milked me for all I was worth, and I ejaculated all I could give. It seemed to go on and on, and of course there was no rush to let it end. Long after I'd finished spewing my semen into her, Aunt Ellen kept her legs locked around me, eager to keep my full length inside her as long as humanly possible.
It was only after several minutes, maybe even more than ten, that I finally began to feel my penis soften. Knowing it would soon be impossible to keep me within her, Aunt Ellen finally relaxed her legs. She sighed as she stretched them; I knew they must have been cramping up. For my part, I finally allowed myself to ease off of her, and we both let out a disappointed groan as my mostly flaccid penis finally slipped from the beautiful home it had dominated all morning.
I rolled over to one side, still breathing quite heavily. We both were, actually. The room smelled of marathon sex and sounded like two people who'd just finished a 20-mile run at full sprint. I closed my eyes and listened to my own heartbeat in my ears, willing it to slow down a little more. Next to me I felt a little movement as Aunt Ellen stirred and sat up. I peeked through one slightly open eye and saw her at first starting at my penis, then over to her own crotch.
"My god," she said, "you really poured it into me this time, didn't you?"
I grinned. "You bring out the best in me, Aunt Ellen."
She gave my penis a light and playful flick, causing me to wince and giggle.
I heard her say, "I'm in real trouble if you've made me pregnant."
Before I could reply we both heard something that had us both suddenly sitting upright in bed in total shock: the voice of another person.
The person was Katy. And she was standing in the open bedroom doorway with Shelly.
Shelly's expression was wide with shock and amazement. Katy's face was deep-red with rage.
And what we heard Katy say was: "That goes for all three of us."
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