“Yes,” I answer. “But not today,” I smile as he continues sucking on my tit. “We need to get some condoms,” I tell him as I tousle his hair.
“Okay,” he says, while moving to my other nipple and licking around the areola. “You have a beautiful body, Aunt Sara,” he says, flicking his tongue against my taut nipple.
“Thank you,” I whisper as he massages my tit with his hand and rubs his hard cock against my thigh. “When are you and Megan going out again?” I ask, reaching down and wrapping my hand around his swollen cock.
“Friday night,” he says, turning on his side to give me better access to his hard-on. I stroke gently up and down the length of it, thinking what a waste not to have it inside me. “I don’t know where we’re going yet,” he says.
“Why don’t you bring her here?” I suggest impulsively. “I’ll go out and you two can have the apartment to yourself.”
“Really?” Jeremy asks, his eyes as big as saucers. “And you’ll teach me to fuck before Friday?” he asks as he starts humping his cock against my hand.
“Yes, we can start tomorrow,” I tell him as I stroke him more vigorously, turned on by the prospect of fucking my nephew. What the hell, I have his mother’s consent!
“I don’t deserve you,” he says, picking up the pace of his thrusts. Our conversation stops as his cock swells in my hand and his breath comes in quick gasps.
“Lie back,” I say as I push him onto his back and kneel next to him. I’m still stroking him as I wrap my lips around his hard cock and twirl my tongue around the head. I pump him in and out of my mouth, bopping my head up and down as I imagine what he’ll feel like in my pussy.
“Fuck! Aunt Sara!” he cries as his whole body tenses and he shoots a huge load of salty cum into my mouth. I take several quick swallows, corkscrewing my hand up and down his saliva-coated cock while he continues to spurt. When I’ve sucked out the last of it, I release my grip and let it plop onto his stomach. Crawling up next to him, I graze my fingers over his chest as he catches his breath.
“How do we get some condoms?” he asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling my cheek against his chest.
“First, I think you need more practice with your tongue,” I say, my pussy aching for another release.
“No problem,” he says, pulling his arm out and easing me onto my back. “I’d love to taste you again,” he smiles, moving down between my legs.
“Turn your body around,” I say, getting a sudden urge to suck him while he licks me. “Let’s do this sixty-nine style.”
“Alright!” he exclaims, exuding the enthusiasm of a virgin who’s experiencing everything for the first time. He flips around and straddles my shoulders but after a couple attempts to get a rhythm, I tell him it’ll be better if I’m on top.
We roll over, get into position and I grind my horny pussy against his mouth while I suck on his cock. I forego any instruction this time as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment. The room is filled with slurping and sucking sounds as the tension builds inside each of us. Replacing his tongue with his fingers, he sucks my clit into his mouth as I deep throat his recovered cock.