That was another of those unanswerable questions.
Cleaning, it turned out, meant that my beautiful aunt, my naked aunt leaned forward and stuck out her tongue and licked her finger. The one soaked with my precum. then that same tongue dragged itself up along my shaft until it got to the head of my cock.”
“Auntie Lee!” I said.
She looked into my eyes with her green ones and swirled her tongue around the head of my cock. I saw her take her tongue back into her mouth and then swallow. “Mmmmm,” she hummed.
My aunt, my own aunt had tasted my precum and swallowed it. Wow!
Then she directed my cock toward her face, looked at it for a second, and opened her mouth. She slid that mouth over about three inches of my now rock-hard cock—and sucked. Not hard. Just right.
“Like that?” she asked after she slipped her lips off. I guess talking was another use of her sucking mouth.
My answer was to put my hand on the back of her red head and guide it again to my cock. For the next thirty seconds, that red head was bobbing on my penis as I started gyrating my hips to feed more and more into her mouth.
My Aunt Lee was giving me a blowjob! I couldn’t believe it.
She pulled away and said, “I think you’re ready for what your uncle called the main event. But, now that I see the size of that, I’m not ready. I’ll need some lub before you try to stuff that home.”
She stood up, went to the nightstand, opened the drawer and pulled out a tube. She squirted something into her hand, turned away from me, hunched a little, and I could see she was painting her crotch with her fingers. She wiped her hand with some tissues and threw them away.
She calmly walked to her robe, put it on, tied it, went to the camera and started it … and got back onto the bed.
“Ready?” she said.
I looked at my cock. I’d be ready for the next week after that.
“ZACK!” she called.
A few seconds later, Uncle Zack came in the door. “Look what we have here,” he said, pointing at my erection. “Who wooda thunk! What about THAT, Sweetums?”
Auntie Lee just shrugged.
“How did you get this to happen?” I think there was a little suspicion or accusation in my uncle’s voice.
“He just had to relax, and voilà—teenage horniness!” she lied. It was a lie I would defend forever.
“Positions everyone,” he directed. He got in his chair, Auntie Lee lay flat on the bed with her knees bent, opened the bottom of her robe and opened her legs in a ninety-degree angle (give or take a few degrees).
I didn’t need a geometry lesson to tell me my position was inside that angle, and inside that pussy. That red-haired pussy. I crawled up and got my hard cock close.”
“Guide him in, Lee.”
“Go easy, Mikey. At first go easy.” She wrapped her hand around my penis, brushed it up and down a few times, and wedged it against the dark pink of the opening of her vagina.
At that point it fully dawned on me: “I’m going to fuck my aunt!”
“Okay,” she said.
I pushed forward and watched the head of my cock squeeze into the opening expanding to accommodate it.
“Uh,” she whispered.
I pulled out to the tip and then back in. About three inches of shaft disappeared. She bit her lip and was silent this time. Back out and then more than halfway. Then out, and all the way in.