I pretended not to know where I was and began faltering.
"Oh, where am I? What has happened? I have been in paradise!"
Lifting up my head, I apparently recognized my aunt in surprise.
"Oh, dear, how came I here? Oh, remember, auntie, you promised to relieve my hardness, and it seemed so nice, but I feel it is harder than ever; you will try and relieve me again, won't you, dear auntie?"
"Certainly, my dear nephew, you must do as you did at first, move in and out, and I shall second you; and perhaps we shall succeed this time better than before."
Of course, I was less gauche, and she was more energetic. I felt the doctor insert a moistened finger up my foundation and move it in unison with our thrusts.
Aunt cried out to me to go on faster and faster, and we soon came to the grand crisis, dying away together in sobs and sighs of delighted enjoyment.
I again sank on her noble panting bosom, really overcome with the rapture-giving delights of that most delicious cunt.
On lifting my love-humid eyes to the face of my aunt, she seized my head in both hands, drew my lips to her in a long, long kiss of satisfied lust, and thrust her tongue into my mouth, which I immediately sucked.
She then begged me to give her mine.
After tongueing together for a minute or two, she asked if my doodle was in less pain and if its hardness had been reduced.
"A little, dear auntie, but I feel it is getting hard again—you must try once more, if you please—oh! It is so nice!"
And my prick throbbed up and stiffened to prove the truth of my words. But the doctor here interrupted us by saying that he must have his own stiffness reduced, while at the same time presenting his really fine prick at full stand before our faces.
"You must get up, my dear boy, and your aunt will allay your new hardness in another way, in which she will be able to relieve both our hardnesses together."
Reluctantly, I rose, withdrawing my reeking prick at more than half a stand. Looking down as I rose on the truly large and magnificent foaming gash from which I had just withdrawn, I cried.
"Oh, dear aunt, what a wonderful sight it is; I must kiss it for the efforts it has made to relieve me."
I threw my head down upon it, kissed it, and licked its wide, open lips, all foaming with fuck as they were, thrusting my tongue in as far as it would go.
This evidently gave my aunt great delight. But the doctor drew me off, told me to lie down on my back, and made my aunt straddle over me.
She took hold of my now completely standing prick, bent it back, and, directing it aright, sank upon it until her ample bush of hair lay crushed on mine.
She rose up and down two or three times in a slow, delicious movement, and then, bending forward, glued her lips to mine while I threw my arms around her glorious body.
I could feel the doctor getting up between my legs on his knees, and then I felt his prick rubbing against the lips of the cunt fully distended around my large pego, doubtless for the purpose of lubricating it before thrusting it into my aunt's magnificent backside.
I felt the rubbing of his prick against mine through the thin partition as he glided slowly up into her entrails.
We then began our joint movements, but Aunt beat us both and spent twice before joining in our final finish, which was ushered in by loud cries of delight from all three as the death-like ecstasy seized us, and we sank in that half-conscious state of supreme bliss.
It was some time before any of us spoke a word.
The doctor rose first, and without drawing his prick from the delicious orifice in which it had been embedded, it showed by the way it hung down its pendant head that aunt had at all events allayed its stiffness.
He desired aunt to rise also, but I felt by her throbbing cunt and the pressure she put on my prick as she rose from it, so that it came out with a loud flop, that she would fain once more have done me the service of allaying any stiffness that might re-arise.
However, it was much limper than before, although still of good thickness.
When she got on her legs, she stooped forward, kissed it, took it in her mouth, and most lovingly sucked it, saying how delighted she would be to relieve me whenever it was troublesome.
They begged me to get up and dress, and we should meet at breakfast.
They then withdrew to complete their own toilets. I lay for some minutes in the dreamy delight of thinking over the delicious event that had just taken place and was amused at the last remark of my aunt, which seemed to infer that she thought I was innocent of the real meaning of the performances that had just taken place. I determined to act as if it were so.
We met at breakfast, and my aunt kissed me most lovingly.
I thanked her for her great kindness in relieving me from pain in such a delicious manner, told her I could not help loving her more than I had ever loved anyone before, and said I hoped she would kindly relieve me every morning, for I always suffered at that time from the painful hardness, though I should never be sorry for that, as long as she would so kindly allay it.
I put my hands quite in a childish way on each cheek and held up my mouth for a kiss, which was given to me in the lewdest way.
She called me her dear boy and told me that she would always help me, as she had done that morning, as long as she found me discreet, but never told me how she did so.
You may be sure that my promises were most earnestly reiterated.
So we kissed again, sat down to an excellent breakfast with sharpened appetites from our early exercise, and did full justice to the viands set before us.
The doctor gave me a book of history and desired that I read for a couple of hours. He said that at lunch we would talk over the subject of my reading.
I studied attentively for the time prescribed, and then my aunt came to ask me to walk on the grounds with her.
Insensibly or not, she led me to the summer house and sat down on a low ottoman. I sat down beside her.
She drew me to her, kissed me, and clasped me to her bosom, murmuring terms of endearment and pressing me to her glorious bubbies.
Of course, my unruly member fired up at once. To prevent her from imagining it was lasciviousness that prompted me, I said,
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