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CHAPTER FOUR

Jim's cock was sticking up out of his open fly as his smiling aunt drove him on to her house. It was all he could do to keep from jacking off and squirting jism all over the car, because her skirt was up to her hips, and her dark nylons and the black elastic straps holding them up made her look even sexier, if that could be possible.

She parked the car in her driveway and got out, bent over so he could look right down the front of her dress, and said, "Well? Aren't you coming inside?"

She turned and walked to her door, and Jim followed after her swinging hips and swishing skirt, scurrying along, bent over, trying to hide his stiff cock. He was panting again when she closed and chained the door behind him.

"Now take off your clothes. Every stitch," she said.

He did as he was told, presenting himself to her naked and flushed and hot all over his body, with his cock straining up at her.

She lifted her hand before his face and snapped her fingers. He blinked back at her and she snapped them again, and said, "Have you forgotten your promise already?"

"Right here?" Jim said.

"Right here," she replied, and lifted her skirt and held it up over her hips.

Jim dropped down on his knees and started kissing her cunt, her gorgeous, beautiful, sexy, hot-smelling cunt that had her tight black panties all bulging with wickedly wonderful goodness.

"You silly boy," she said. "Take off my panties and do it right."

The crotchband of her panties was so wet it stuck to her cunt. Jim was so excited he almost tore her nylons in pulling her panties down and off over her high-heeled shoes. But then he had her cunt all naked and bare as it should be, and he was holding her fast by her hips as he kissed those beautiful vertical lips and licked up and down in the slippery wetness between them with his stiffly out-thrust tongue. He thrilled when her fingers tightened their hold in his hair, for he knew he was making her cum just a little, and he burrowed his mouth for all he could get of her cunt as she sighed and relaxed.

She took a step back, and as his hands trailed from her hips, he said, "You want I should… kiss your ass now, too?"

"I want you to unzip my dress," she said, and her skirt brushed across his chest as she spun around.

He stayed there on his knees to unzip it, watching more and more of her flawless white back appear through the widening, deepening vee. When the zipper tab was down as far as it would go, she shrugged the dress off each of her shoulders, and then started saucily walking away from him, saying. "Come along now, Jim."

Each step she took made the dress fall down a little lower. By the time she was in her bedroom, she was stepping out of it and clad only in her high heels and hose and garter belt.

She turned to her nephew and gave him a massive kiss, deeply probing with her tongue, crushing him up against her till her tits were mashed flat, and grinding her hip against his hard cock. Her lips and her breath were brushing against his lips when she drew back to speak to him.

"Why didn't you come see me? Where were you, out fucking every other girl in town, sucking their tits and licking out all the little housewives' cunts? Is that the thanks I get for teaching you how to fuck?"

"N-No! I… Aunt Ellen, I was scared!"

"Scared of having a good time? You are a silly boy. But now that you're here, you are going to have a good time, like it or not." She snapped her fingers before his face again, and Jim grabbed her hand and kissed it before falling down on his knees.

Ellen turned her back on him and bent at the waist. She waggled the velvety white globes of her buttocks before him and he grabbed her hips and started covering them with hot kisses. They were all soft and jiggly against his face, but still very firm and smooth, and Jim kissed her back there from the tops of her hose to the bottom of her tight black garter belt.

"Mm, that feels nice," Ellen purred, and bent over farther, spread her feet wider on the carpet, and reached back behind her and parted the cheeks of her ass.

He could clearly see her asshole, and for the life of him, he couldn't see anything dirty about it at all. It was nothing more than another mysterious hole, an intriguingly puckered pink eye in the deep, wide crack of her ass. He came forward with his tongue stuck out, licking and lapping up and down through that crack, thrilling at each smallest movement of the hips that he held in his hands, and those hips were moving a lot.

"Honey, that really does feel nice!" Ellen said, and Jim smacked another kiss directly against her asshole, then stuck out his tongue and swirled its tip all around and inside it. He felt one of her tremors shudder through her body before she straightened up and turned around and thrust her cunt up for more of his kisses.

"Suck it, baby. Oh, God damn, have you ever got me hot! Right on nay love bump, baby! Right on my clitoris! Oh! Oh, fuck! Suck it and lick it! Yes, you adorable cunt-hound, that's just what I love!"

Ellen parted her legs and bent her knees, lowering her cunt over Jim's upturned face and flashing tongue. She was thrusting her hips forward and back, and he was underneath her by then and slashing his tongue in every direction through her wide open crotch. She was wailing and moaning in her ecstasies and he was tirelessly licking her cunt.

"I'll sit on your face, you fucking cunt-hound!" she said. "Maybe you'll get enough of my cunt then!"

Jim kept eating his aunt's cunt while she turned around, throwing one nyloned leg over him to do so, and still he kept licking and kissing and sucking as she squatted down over his face. Soon his shoulders were on the carpet and much of her weight was wriggling about on his face while he kneaded her hips with both hands and burrowed his mouth into succulent cuntflesh.

Her nephew's cock was right there before her, stiff as could be and proudly upright. Ellen had only teased herself with the taste of it she'd had in her car. Now she was ready to devour it and him completely. Heavy orgasms were churning through her body, ripping through it like bolts of lightning as she leaned forward licking her lips and squeezing her naked tits. Just the smell of this naked boy was enough to send a new orgasm crashing through her, and now with her tits on his belly, she made a frame of her hands around the hairy base of his cock and took it inside her mouth.

Jim was prepared to accept the pain that had gone with his first blow job, but this was nothing but pleasure. And enormous pleasure it was, as his aunt slid her soft, warm lips up and down the length of his steely hard cock, constantly sucking and licking, from the time the tip of his cock was between her lips until it was deep in the back of her throat. Almost overcome with emotions, she took her mouth from his cock and laid hot kisses all over his balls, sucking them, taking them into her mouth, then returning her mouth to his cock to taste it again.

It was already all wet with her saliva and with his preseminal oozings and that only made Ellen want more. She circled his cockshaft with her hand and began rapidly beating him off while she sucked on the knob of his cock, swirling her tongue all about it and forcing him on to an orgasm.

"Rrrgh!"

She could feel his exclamation of gut pleasure through her cunt more than she could hear it, and she could feel it all through her body. He was suddenly bucking and thrashing under her, arching upward with his fine young naked body, while torrents of fresh young jism erupted from out of his cock.

She sucked it and swallowed it up just as fast as it came, then took her mouth from his cock to pant for more breath and to watch the pearly white jism spurt up against her face. It kissed her nose and her lips and she licked the sweet stuff off her lips before returning to suck on his cock. Its shaft was jerking and throbbing in her hand. Its knob was swelling up with each of his hot ejaculations. His body kept arching up under her in his frenzied ecstasies, and all through it he kept faithfully eating her cunt. Ellen was more inspired than exhausted when she'd sucked his cock dry and his naked body was lying limp under hers.

Ellen sat up beside him and looked at him while she caught her breath, he looked unconscious, sprawled out on her deep red rug and still breathing fast. His cock was still up, but that was slowly deflating now, and still he was absolutely beautiful. She hadn't quite consumed him completely with her cocksucking, but she wasn't done with him yet.

Ellen kicked Jim and said, "Don't go to sleep on me."

"Huh?" He got up on one elbow. "I didn't know anybody could… I never knew I could cum so."

"You've got so much to learn." Ellen hadn't known he could cum that much. It had almost choked her, and even now it rifled her belly with a glowing, spreading warmth that was inure demanding than satisfying.

Jim lay on the floor looking up at his aunt. On this occasion, she still looked amazingly sexy and beautiful, even though he had just cum at hard that he knew he couldn't get another baton for days. And he knew he'd be back there whenever he could from then on, because he was totally, helplessly in love with her, even as old as she was.

"You'd better go out to the car and bring in those flowers before they wilt," said Ellen. "I'll pay you for them before you go. And there's a package in the glove box. Bring that in, too."

Jim quickly dressed and went to do as she told him. He felt everyone in the neighborhood was peering at him from their windows, and that each one of those neighbors knew exactly what he was doing with his wickedly wonderful aunt.

When he was through unloading her car, she said, "Now take off all your clothes again. You are not to wear anything at all whenever we're alone in this house. Is that clear?"

Jim said, "I thought all your women friends were coming over."

"I'll probably send you home before they get here. If some of them get here early, I'm sure they'll enjoy meeting you. Most of the women I know like to look at naked boys. Don't stand there staring at me like that. Take off those clothes and arrange the flowers around the room. You'll find vases in the kitchen. If you do it very nicely, I might let you meet every one of my friends in the bedroom. Some of my friends are extremely beautiful women. Some are not, but each one of them could show you a little more about eating cunt. Well? Take off your clothes and get busy!"

Jim flew into action. Ellen watched him as she reclined on the couch. She wasn't having any friends over. She wasn't about to share him with anyone. She just wanted to tease him and keep his adolescent brain filled with thoughts of sex, whether those thoughts were frightening or not. From the worried look on his face, he was certainly frightened. She let him stew while she rested on the couch, removing the facial massager she'd purchased that morning in a downtown porno shop and letting it lay in her lap. She was enjoying herself immensely, watching his cock and balls bob about as he moved from kitchen to living room, seeing his sweet virginal buttocks jiggle past her, and observing the expression of deep concern on his face.

Jim wondered how many friends his Aunt Ellen had. Some of them might be old and fat. Some of them might be young and stunningly beautiful. He might have to kiss the cunts of every one of them. They'd have to force him to do it. They'd have to take turns holding him down while each of them took her turn sitting down on his face. At least that was how it would start out. But he was a cunt-hound, he loved to eat cunt, and before very long he'd be up on his knees and eagerly waiting to see the next one through the door. He had to get out of there. He didn't want to be turned into a complete, helpless cunt addict. But how could he think of leaving when his Aunt Ellen, the woman he loved, was sitting there so beautiful so nearly naked? He almost wished she hadn't sucked him off so well, because if he could get a hardon now, she might let him fuck her again.

It felt entirely weird to be naked in front of his aunt, even though she was all but ignoring him. It would be a thousand times worse in front of all those women he didn't even know. Jim went as fast as he could, placing vases of flowers every place in the room, then anxiously turned to his aunt and asked if he could leave and come back the next day.

"You may go soon enough. First bring me my hairbrush and the jar of cold cream from my vanity table."

Jim hurried to do her bidding. He stood before her, anxiously looking at his clothing strewn about by the door while she brushed out her glossy black hair. And he looked at her big, naked tits rising and falling with the movements of her arm.

When she was done with her hair, Ellen pointed at her lap and said, "Lie down here now."

"What for?"

"To get your spanking for not coming over or even calling as you should have. Lie down."

"Aunt Ellen! Not even my dad spanks me."

"And I've never spanked my daughter, Carole, and if I had, she probably wouldn't have run off with that ridiculous magazine subscription company like she did. Lie down and get what's coming to you!" she said, and reached out and grabbed his wrist and yanked him down across hex lap.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! Splat! The sound of the back of the hairbrush smacking hard against naked asscheeks was loud in the room.

Jim was determined not to utter a sound. The impacts of the hairbrush were more shocking than painful. Ellen was equally determined to see if it was possible to sexually arouse a person, as she had read, by administering corporal punishment. Already she was feeling some excitement rising in herself from watching her nephew's buttocks turn rosy, and from feeling his naked loins squirming against her naked thighs.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Jim was feeling the pain of it now. His buttocks and the backs of his thighs were smarting very sharply, and each new impact of the hairbrush made him flinch and grunt. Ellen was biting him harder, and thoroughly enjoying the way his soft cock and balls were being driven into the warm crevice between her thighs.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Jim's backside felt on fire, and he could feel the cruel blows of the brush from his toes to the roots of his hair. His grunts changed to moans, and then he was sobbing and saying, "I'll be good! I'm sorry, Aunt Ellen! I'll never do it again!" She continued with the spanking till his plump buttocks were the color of a fiery sunset, and she was panting when at last she set the hairbrush aside.

Jim was panting, too, and writhing on his aunt's lap. He had passed through the point of being angry at Ellen for spanking him and was now only grateful that she'd stopped. His butt was so sore that the cold cream felt hot when she put it on him there.

"This will make it feel better. This will make the soreness go away," Ellen said as she spread the cold cream liberally over his buttocks and thighs.

She worked it in well. Soon he was all slick from the base of his spine to the backs of his thighs. She parted his buttocks widely and worked it in there, too, and she smiled when he gasped as she slid one slipper finger deep in his asshole.

"Don't do that!" he said, "Please! Take it out!"

"Does it hurt you?" she asked, easing it all the way in and out, twisting it as she went.

"No, it just… feels so weird!"

He'd never felt anything so weird in his life. Each time his aunt's long finger slid in through his asshole, it felt like it was going right on inside his cock. His cock seemed to swell up and then recede with each insertion of her finger. It soon had him breathing faster, and twisting his hips around for more of it. He let out a sigh and went limp when she took it out, and by then his asshole was tingling far more than his buttocks were smarting.

He saw her pick up the long plastic cylinder she'd been playing with before, and now he asked, "What are you going to do with that?"

"I'm going to teach you a little more about fucking," she said, and touched the bluntly pointed tip of it against his very well lubricated asshole.

"Aunt Ellen, no! Please! Please, Aunt Ellen! It's too big! Ah! Oh! Uh-OH-H-H-H-H-H!"

Ellen slowly but surely pushed the whole thing inside Jim's tightly stretched asshole, then started smoothly sliding it in and out. The first deep insertion had been quite painful, but by the time she'd pushed it in and out of his asshole three or four times, he was gasping and moaning with his growing ecstasies and arching his rosy red butt, up for more of it.

"Feel nice, Jim?" she purred.

"I can't stand it! Aunt Ellen, it's so fucking big!"

"It's not so much bigger than your cock, Jim. And you know how easily I take that in my cunt. Is your cock up hard now, angel boy?"

The word exploded out of him. "Yes! It's bigger and harder than ever! Every time you push that thing in me, my cock feels like it's going to pop!"

"Roll over on my lap so I can see it, darling. But first let me turn this on."

Ellen twisted the switch to its lowest setting, and immediately Jim was writhing and gasping and panting harder than ever. His cock had been nicely wedged between her thighs. Now he drew it out from there and it hung down like a heavy, throbbing weight as he hung over her lap on all fours, arching his back up and down and twisting his hips in every direction, with the thick plastic cock softly and steadily vibrating in his ass.

Ellen laughed and said, "You look like a dog in heat. Do you like the feeling of a plastic cock in your ass?"

"I love it! But it's driving me crazy!" he said, looking down at his cock flopping about over her lap, amazed to see that a solid stream of thick jism wasn't flowing out of it.

"Turn over, darling," she said. "And show me how big your cock is."