Then it got worse. I opened my eyes just in time to see it happen. My vision was blurry, but I could still make out the sight of Aunt Liz lifting her head up and reaching out her tongue. The next thing I felt was something stroking the underside of my glans – the most sensitive area on my entire body.
“Oh, my God!” I cried out.
“No… your aunt…” she corrected, quickly taking her mouth off me for a second before continuing.
I felt her tongue quickly flick back and forth for a few seconds, then the feeling was replaced with something wet and warm around the whole tip. Just as I realized what was happening, my cock disappeared into her mouth.
“Shiiit! Liz! Are you really…!!”
“Mmmmhhff…”
“Ffff…uuuuck!”
“Ssslllhrrrpp…”
“God… dammit, woman! You’re insane!”
She had her mouth full but I could still tell she was laughing.
I whispered, partly to myself, as if I couldn’t believe this was happening and I needed to wake myself from the dream.
“God… my aunt is actually sucking my cock right now… This can’t be happening… I’m dreaming…”
“Nope!” she said loudly. “That’s really the feeling of a woman’s mouth on your dick you’re feeling. Wanna feel it some more? Here…”
“Aaaah!”
She kept going, slurping away at me, gripping the shaft tightly with her hand, pulling it down and holding it in place so it wouldn’t slip out of her mouth. The feeling was incredible. I was already so horny, everything was really sensitive down there. Now I was also receiving my first blowjob… from my aunt!
I could feel myself being on the verge of orgasm, yet not really able to get there. The stimulation was intense for a few seconds, then it would stop. Lizzie seemed to know just how to keep me on the edge, teasing me but not allowing me release.
“No, not yet…” she would say any time I got even close.
“Aaah!” I would cry out in frustration and agony.
The pitch of my voice was rising. I was becoming more and more desperate, more and more in need of release. I was on the verge of dropping to my knees to beg – beg her to let me cum.
Suddenly, she stopped everything. She rolled over and sat up on the bed, shifting her position and moving closer to me. The vibrator had run out of batteries, having performed admirably for however long this had lasted and giving her several orgasms while I languished without. She sat up at the side of the bed in front of me and gave me a dreamy look. Her voice was raspy and her eyes clouded over.
“I think you’re ready now…”
Elated, I stood still while she put her hands on me and started to stroke me between my legs. I grabbed my cock and began jacking it – fast and with determination. Finally! Finally I was going to get that release my whole body was aching for. I could already feel it building, getting ready. Aunt Liz kept stroking my balls and thighs, using gentle touches to increase the level of pleasure for me.
“Let me know when you’re getting close…” she whispered, reminding me of my duty for the day.
“Yes…” I grunted.
It wouldn’t take long. I could feel it, still building. It had started deep in my loins and was now rising like a tidal wave; slowly, relentlessly gaining speed and strength.