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CHAPTER
TWENTY:
“Hmm Yummy!”
I whispered. My knees were now aching been kneeling on the ground for so
long. Aunt Hillary padded on the bed besides her inviting me to sit beside her.
She put her Right arm across my shoulder and hugged me. She kissed my cheeks
and lips while wrapping the fingers of her Left hand around my penis.
She stroked my penis while kissing me on the lips
and then slid down and knelt on the floor between my legs. She pulled back the
foreskin of my penis exposing the smooth and sensitive purplish glans out. Aunt
Hillary first curled her lips out and placed a very soft kiss on the tip of my
penis. Then without any warning she took it deep in to her mouth. My glans
touched the rough base of her tongue which was electrifying. It was just unbearable
that I screamed pushing her head backwards and spreading my legs as much as
possible.
I soon recovered that initial shock and looked down.
Aunt Hillary’s lips were sealed around my shaft. She was not making any move
but just keeping my penis in her mouth. Then I started to feel the soothing
sensational warmth of her wet and voluptuous mouth around my penis.
Aunt Hillary withdrew her lips slowly leaving a
thick coat of saliva around my shaft. She looked up and gave me a very
seductive smile and took my penis in her mouth again. Then she started to suck
it hard. She jerked me with her lips bobbing her head and running her lips up
and down my shaft. Each time she pulled her lips out of my shaft completely she
brushed the tip of my penis with the tip of her tongue. My whole body froze for
a moment but I thoroughly enjoyed that heavenly sensation.
I held Aunt Hillary’s bobbing head with both my
hands and tried to slow down her movements but I was unable to do so. Soon I
felt that I could not hold on to it anymore.
“Aunty I’m going to cum…” I screamed.
“Urr Ummm”
she urged me to go ahead without slowing down her rhythm. She tightened her
lips around my shaft to make sure I would cum inside her mouth. I shot three
strings of cum in a row. It was probably the longest strings of cum I had ever produced
by then. Aunt Hillary swallowed every bit of it showing she was well
experienced in handling such situations. Finally she sucked my penis draining
out up to the last drop of my love juice. She virtually licked clean my shaft
with her tongue.
I was so exhausted that I lay back on the bed. Aunt
Hillary sat beside me and stroked my chest and arm lovingly.
“So, how did I taste?” I asked her mockingly.
“Not bad! Not bad at all actually. Want to know for
yourself?” she asked giggling and lay forward and kissed me on the lips. I
tasted my own cum that were coated on Aunt Hillary’s lips. We kissed
passionately for a while.
“You look exhausted. Rest for a while and then have
a shower. I’ve left a towel in the bathroom over there. I’ll prepare some
dinner in the meantime, okay?” she said pointing towards the attached bathroom
of her son Harry’s room as it was the first time I had been to that room.
I might have slept for nearly an hour or so. I had a
shower and wrapped myself in the terry cloth bathrobe. I left the room and
entered the pool deck area where I found Aunt Hillary seated on a Rexene
mattress laid on the floor and leaning against an air-pillow. She too seemed to
be after a bath wearing a silky bathrobe. I sat cross-legged beside her on the
mattress. It was a warm evening and she had brought a two chilled bottles of
beer in a bucket of ice.
“Mmm Beer!” I mummed as I opened up the two bottles.
We sipped beer of the bottles in silence for a while. I moved towards Aunt
Hillary’s out-stretched legs and took her feet on to my lap. I started to rub
her feet leaving my bottle of beer on a side and sipping it from time to time.
The only source of light in the pool deck area was the dim pool light which
created a very romantic and cozy environment.
Aunt Hillary was thoroughly enjoying the moment
humming old classics with her eyes closed. We were well into finishing our
bottles of beer when I finished massaging both feet of Aunt Hillary.
“So then? How much did you like my pussy?” Aunt
Hillary asked me with a peek; opening her eyes at once. I was caught off-guard
with her sudden question.
“Ur? Very much Aunty, very much” was my first
response. Then I added “I’m sorry that I got too excited that I couldn’t enjoy
the moment. I would have liked to have a closer look at it and admire it. May
be next time?” I said.
“Why wait? Here, get closer and have a good look at
it now” she spread her legs exposing her crotch trough the split of her robe. I
lay prone between her legs, propping my head on my elbows. My face was just
inches away from Aunt Hillary’s pussy. She seductively brought her left hand
down along chest spreading up her robe even more to expose her abdomen up to
her belly-button.
“This mound here is what is called the Monas Pubis”
she explained drawing a circle on it with her fingertips. “This small knob like
thing is the Clitoris. She’s the one who drives women crazy just like that
purplish tip of yours. The little skin over it is like your foreskin, called
the clitoris-hood”. Aunt Hillary had a medium sized clitoris which was not too
small or too big. She spread her pussy lips with her fingers and explained;
“These inner lips are known as Labia-minora, and the tiny hole in the center is
the urethra. This big opening is the virginal opening” she said partly
inserting her middle finger in to it.
“It is somewhere inside; in the upper middle section
of this virginal tube is the so called G-spot. Have you heard of it?” she asked
me as if it was a school biology lesson.
“Nah! Never heard of it aunty”. It was actually the
first time I had heard of such a thing.
“You may not have heard of it before but you surely
touched it with your clever little tongue a little while ago. When the G-spot
of a woman is touched she sure goes over the moon!” Aunt Hillary closed her eyes cherishing her
sweet memories. I placed my Right index finger over her virginal opening
lightly. Aunt Hillary smiled and then she started to expand and contract her
virginal muscles. Her virginal opening acted as if it was the mouth of an Octopus
and sucked my finger into it just like it took my tongue into it before.
“Wow. You actually could suck things in to it?” I
asked amazed of what I saw.
“That’s through a lot of practice. Yes! Not all
women can do it” she said firmly.
“Ah! You’ve learned it through Yoga, I guess?”
“Oh! No” she said laughingly. “May be one could
achieve such abilities through the practice of Yoga too. But my old Yoga Guru
never thought me that” she continued with a laughter.
“This I learned at Thailand from a girl at a live
sex show” she paused as if to know whether I was interested to know the tale.
She continued realizing my enthusiasm to know all about it.
“About fifteen years ago Bill and I went to Thailand
to spend a short holiday. We had to leave Harry back with my sister and so it
was only the two of us. We stayed in Bangkok and one evening decided to go see
one of those live sex shows. There on stage was this girl named Paula, who
opened-up a bottle of beverage that was placed on a stool with her pussy lips,
drank the content of it in with her pussy and even refilled it back without a
single drop spilling out. All were so amazed with her performance” Aunt Hillary
paused to have a sip of beer.
“At the end of the performance Paula offered the bottle
to the audience for the highest tip she’d receive. We were right in front of
the stage and Bill threw her a handsome tip that she didn’t think twice in
giving the bottle to us. We both drank it off as the crowd cheered” she said
with a chuckle.
“There were other girls who did paintings holding
the brush with their pussies and who picked and threw Ping-Pong balls towards
the crowd and so on. But what fascinated me most was Paula’s act. I was dying
to know how she did it. So was Bill. So we asked the management of the bar for
permission to meet Paula. Firstly they were a bit reluctant but then they
got-down Paula for us. She quickly remembered us as the ones who gave her the
big tip. Once I explained that I was interested in knowing how she did it and
promised I would pay her an amount she couldn’t refuse, she agreed to come to
our hotel room after the last show of the day was over”
“She kept her promise and came to our hotel room.
Uncle Bill had brought a few beverage bottles before she came. Paula was a single mother who was then about
twenty-five years and very professional at what she did. She took-off her pants
as soon as we got settled-in and asked me too to do the same. She didn’t mind
Bill watching us. She gave me a few tips & said to practice simple tasks
first. She warned me that opening bottles and re-filling those needs a lot of
practice and that I would wound my pussy lips if I tried to do them right-away.
Paula was right. It does need a lot of practice to learn how to control one’s
pussy muscles. But once a women learns the art of it, she could keep her man
satisfied all the time” she said with laughter.
“So Aunty, could you now open a bottle, drink-off it
and refill it back with your pussy?” I asked curiously.
“Sorry to disappoint you my son. Even with my
practicing and trying it for fifteen years, I still haven’t been able to come
even closer of doing what Paula did. So if you want to see how it’s been done
you’ll have to go all the way to Thailand I’m afraid” she smacked my head
fondly as she said.
I bent over and softly kissed Aunt Hillary’s pussy.
She placed her Left hand behind my head and pressed my face against her juicy
cunt. My index finger was still in her virginal hole. I started to lick her
clitoris. She moaned and paddled her legs in the air. Then she settled down and
placed her feet on my back, and started to caress my back with the soles of her
feet.
I started sucking her clitoris rather than just
licking it. Then Aunt Hillary got a bit impatient and rolled over on to a side
and knelt beside me on the mattress. Pushing and turning me over face-up, she
briskly took off her robe and sat across me necked with her knees placed either
side of my chest. Then she went on all-fours, and lowered her body placing her
pussy on my face.
I held on to her hips with my hands and guided her
pussy over my mouth. I touched her pussy lips with my out-stretched tongue.
Encouraged by my move Aunt Hillary pulled herself up and sat on my face. Now
her torso was upright, her knees on either-side of my chest and her feet on either
side of my face. I stretched my arms up and cupped Aunt Hillary’s breasts which
were jiggling. Her body was rhythmically moving up and down thrusting her pussy
over my poking tongue. She pushed back her head and moaned aloud.
After a while Aunt Hillary fell forward and before I
could realize what happened, she was on top of me lying prone. Her pussy was
still in contact with my mouth and her inner thighs were gripping my head. I
started licking her pussy from top to bottom. All I could see was her
butt-cheeks and her perineum area. Her tiny anus was also seen from time to
time when she kept spreading her butt.
I felt Aunt Hillary grabbing on to my penis and
kissing and licking my shaft. We were in the so-called sixty-nine position performing
oral sex with each other. We climaxed together, Aunt Hillary sucking-up every
drop of cum while spurting her love juice in to my mouth. We spent a few
minutes lying as we were fondling with each other’s genitals which were very
sore.
After having a bath and then having a bottle of beer
and then ejaculating, I was badly in need for a pee.
“Excuse me Aunty. I’m desperately in need of a loo”
I whispered.
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