I just shrugged. “Thank you. But I was ok with it. I figured if I wasn’t what she needed, then I’m glad she found that person that met her needs.”
“So what did you learn from your short time with her?” Jean needed to know what this young man sitting in front of her understood about her needs.
I took her hands in mine knowing we were at a crossroads. “The most important lesson I learned from my time with her was that a sub needs to be able to trust their Dom completely. Trust is everything.”
Jean sat back in her chair as she saw me in a new light.
“Let me help you clean up this mess before I take a shower.”
Aunt Jean just smiled at me. “Nonsense. Go take your shower. I can get this.”
An hour later I walked downstairs. I was unpacked and showered. The hot shower had relaxed me to the degree that I decided I was going to go to bed and watch some baseball on the TV in my room. Aunt Jean was in the living room watching one of her shows. I was wearing a pair of baggy gym shorts and an oversized t-shirt. I sat down next to her on the couch. “That shower really relaxed me. I think I’m just going to head to bed and watch some baseball.”
Aunt Jean gave a pouting face. “You can watch baseball down here. I was looking forward to spending time with you.”
I smiled at her. “We have all summer together. I plan on spending a lot of time with you.” I got up and headed toward the stairs. A wave of boldness swept over me. “I’ll be watching baseball if you want to join me.”
The game was in the fifth inning when I heard this soft rapping on my bedroom door. “Come on in.” I smiled at Aunt Jean as she stuck her head inside the door.
“I didn’t know if you’d be sleeping yet.” She said as she stepped inside the room. She was wearing a lacy robe. I didn’t know if there was anything under it.
My smile got bigger. “Nope. Just watching the game.” I knew where this was heading. I just needed to put the ball in her court. I was sitting up in the bed with my back against the headboard.
Jean walked to the bed and sat down on the edge, beside me, facing me with one leg curled under the other hanging over the edge. “Can I get you anything? I just wanted to make sure you have everything you need.”
I sat as I looked at her and smiled. “I’m good. But thank you.” Then I thought for a minute with all that we had talked about during dinner, all the innuendos that had me wondering what she was trying to say. I reached out and grabbed her hand, squeezing it. “On second thought, there is something I need from you.” I paused, wanting her to ask before saying it.
She placed her other hand on mine as she leaned forward. “What is it Ry? What do you need?” There was an unmistakable longing in her voice.
I leaned closer to her as I took her face in my hand, stroking her cheek with my thumb. “I need you to tell me what it is that you need. I need to know what it is that you need so I can take better care of you this summer.”
She immediately became flustered, not knowing how to answer. She stammered until she finally said, “Oh Ry. I need you to help me with this place this summer.”
I cut her off, knowing that’s not what she really needed. I wanted her to say it. I had felt a boldness come over me as I’d thought about our conversation during dinner. “Is that all you need Aunt Jean?” I asked again as my hand slid down her face. I began to caress her neck and collar bone. “Is that really all you need?” I let me fingertips glide over her skin. She whimpered softly. I knew her defenses were slowly crumbling. “I want to meet your needs. But I can’t do that if you don’t tell me what those needs are.”
The need in her took control. She leaned forward into my hand, allowing me to slide it down the opening in her robe to the valley between those luscious tits of hers. A calm resolve came over her as she looked at me. “I need you to take control Ry. I need you to tell me what to do.”
She had said what I wanted to hear, without really saying it. I explored her chest with my hand as we stared at each other. She reached in her lap and untied the knot holding her robe together, never taking her eyes off me. She slid it off her shoulders, revealing a blue satin teddy.
I couldn’t help myself. “Damn! You really are one gorgeous lady!”
Her reaction surprised me. She blushed and lowered her eyes at the compliment. “Thank you kind sir.”
I laid my hands on her shoulders, slipped my fingers under the straps holding the teddy up and slid them down her arms. Her tits slowly became bared to my gaze and inspection. I cupped them in my hands and lifted them, feeling their weight and firmness. I listened to her groan her approval as I took control.
I sat back as I thought about how I should proceed. “Stand up!” I said softly but firmly. She obeyed without hesitation. “Take it all off!”
She let out a soft moan of resignation as she responded to my command. She began to shake as she let the robe drop to the floor. Then she slid the teddy down her body, standing there only in her panties.
“All of it.” I was so turned on by this point I almost shot a load in my gym shorts. I’m no porn star when it comes to the size of my cock. I’m a respectable 6-7 inches. But when I get hard, I really get hard. You could hang a coat on it.
Aunt Jean bent over as she slid her panties down her legs, then stepped out of them. She then stood there trembling as she awaited my next command.
I had become so caught up in the eroticism of the moment, I’d lost sight of the magnitude of what was about to happen. I don’t know if it was the fear of taking the next step, or a genuine concern for my aunt. But I swung my legs off the bed and stood in front of her. I took her in my arms and held her tight. “Is this really what you need and want?” I asked her softly.
She cupped my face with her hands looking up at me. “Yes.” She said almost crying. “You have no idea how badly I need this.”
“Why me? You could have so many men. You’re a gorgeous, sensuous woman that any man would be lucky to have.”
“I don’t want just any man. I need a man that I know I can trust. A man that I know cares about me, and isn’t just here because of what he knows he can get out of me.” She looked at me intently. “Please tell me you’re that man Ry.” There was almost a pleading in her voice.
At that moment I felt a tenderness towards her I’d never felt for anyone else before. I kissed her tenderly as I held her tight. “I’m that man!” I almost called her ‘Aunt Jean’, but somehow it didn’t feel right at this point. We’d figure that out later. “I’m going to love you and take care of you. Understood?”
She smiled at me as the tears streamed down her cheeks. “I’ve been so lost since your uncle…” She stopped herself.
“You’re not lost anymore. I know we’re both going to have to learn a lot about each other. But as far as I’m concerned, you belong to me now.”
She just smiled at me as she slowly dropped to her knees. Grabbing my gym shorts, she pulled them down. My cock was as hard as it’s ever been, staring her in the face. She lovingly and slowly examined the full length of my shaft, caressing it with her hands as she did. She then cupped my balls with one hand as she slid her lips over the head, and then down the length of the shaft.
My knees almost buckled as she buried my shaft in her mouth. I had been given plenty of blowjobs at school. And I enjoyed everyone of them. But there was just something about this one that made them all pale in comparison. Maybe it was the eroticism of the incestuous relationship we were about to consummate that made it so much more intense. I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was about to blow my first load, and all the self-control in the world wasn’t going to stop it.
“Oh fuck!” I moaned as I grabbed her head with both hands. I heard her squeal as I began to pump her head back and forth. “Oh fuck! This isn’t going to take long!” I warned her. I knew once I got this first load out of the way, I’d last a lot longer the next times around. I filled my hands with two fistfuls of her hair as I pumped her head back and forth.
I looked down briefly. We made eye contact as her mouth was stuffed full of my cock. That image sent me over the edge. My hands gripped her head tighter as my cock erupted in her mouth. The eagerness of her sucking and swallowing only added to the pleasure. Never had I experienced the pleasures of a partner as eager to please as Aunt Jean. My body continued to spasm and convulse as she drained me in a way I’d never experienced before.
It wasn’t till after my orgasm began to subside that I realized she’d wrapped her arms around my body, and was holding her mouth on me. She didn’t need my hands holding her head in place. She was willingly and gladly servicing me. That was the first time I truly knew what it meant to be loved by a woman. She continued to suckle and lick my cock, looking up at me, as my orgasm waned. I wasn’t sure who was enjoying this more, her or me.
After several minutes I pulled her head off my cock and stood her up. I kissed her passionately with one arm around her waist pulling her into my body, while my other hand explored her chest, kneading her tits and playing with her nipples. I could still taste my cum as my tongue explored her mouth. She moaned softly as my hand played with her tits. “I take it your tits are sensitive?” I asked smiling at her.
She gasped as I pinched one of her nipples. “Extremely! I can climax with just having them played with.”
“Good to know.” I slid my hand down her stomach and cupped her pussy. The heat emanating from her was incredible. I slipped my middle finger between the folds of her pussy and found her swollen clit. I felt her body shudder as she groaned. She began to whimper with need as she leaned into my body when I slipped my finger inside her pussy. I felt her body building towards the first orgasm I’d be giving her.
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