Chapter 4

After completing my shower, I dressed in a clean t-shirt and swim trunks. Aunt Jane was back on the deck, sunning herself and reading a magazine. I spoke to her from the open patio door to my room: "I'm going down to the beach. "

She raised herself on one elbow and smiled. "Stay out of trouble, Romeo," she almost sang at me. I headed off for several hours of beach volleyball and trading stories with friends on the beach.

Two more days passed without incident, but on the third day I returned from school to find another "sticky note" on the refrigerator door. "Lunch is inside. Bring it up to the deck." I retrieved the tray from the refrigerator. As I climbed the stairs, I couldn't help but wonder if this lunch would proceed like the one of three days ago. My pulse rate increased with each step.

Aunt Jane was in the same spot, reclining on the lounge and wearing another of what seemed like a limitless supply of bikinis. This one looked to be of cotton fabric and had black and white stripes that angled across the bra and the bottom. Though it covered more than the crocheted number of earlier in the week, it still left little to the imagination regarding the shape, size and firmness of Aunt Jane's physical attributes.

As I pushed the door open, she sat upright and turned to clear the small table between the two chaise lounges. She smiled brightly and said "hi" as I sat the tray down. I smiled back without remark and watched as she peeled the clear wrap from the tray. I loved to watch her bountiful breasts move with the limited restraint of the bikini top. Occasionally, when she bent her torso or shoulders at the right angle, I could see the edge of an areola and the hint of a nipple. Both nipples were fully erect and straining against the fabric of the bikini top. I could feel my cock beginning to harden as I watched her.

"There, let's eat," she said, as she organized the sandwiches and chips. I sat down and picked up a sandwich, consuming half of it before putting it back and reaching for a soda can. "How is class going," she asked with obvious sincerity.

"It's great, Aunt Jane! I can't believe how much I am learning in such a short time," I enthused. "These teachers seem to know so much more than the ones I have back home, and the computer lab is terrific."

"I'm so glad it's working out as you hoped," she said. "I would hate for this summer to have been a waste for you."

I grinned in spite of myself and mumbled, "There's no way it would have been a waste."

"I think you have your mind on something else," she said with a sly look on her face. "You aren't getting too distracted, are you?"

"Oh, no, Aunt Jane. I am really focused on my schoolwork, and I know that I'll get an "A" in the course. I'm not distracted at all. Please don't think that." I was really concerned that she might have second thoughts about our "other" activities.

"Well, I'll count on that "A"," she said, as she stood up abruptly. She reached down for my hand, and taking it, she pulled me upright. "Let's put an edge on your appetite," she said with the hint of an evil grin. I followed as she led me into my bedroom.

She strode through the door without looking to confirm my following her). She sat in the same place on the edge of my bed. When I stepped in front of her, she unceremoniously pulled my shorts and underwear down. She smiled as my fully erect cock bobbed into view. As she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked upward, her eyes were locked with mine. She smiled as my expression turned to one of profound pleasure. "Mmmmm, baby, you like this, don't you?" The question didn't really call for a reply, and I didn't make one. She continued to watch my eyes as her hand stroked up and down the length of my cock.

I put one hand on her shoulder to steady myself, and I watched as her tongue darted out to lick the tip of the head of my cock. I gasped quietly and slid my hand down to caress the side of her breast. She continued to stroke me, then lowered her head to close her lips around the head of my cock. I decided to risk another setback, and slipped my hand over the top of her breast, sliding my fingertips under the bikini bra. My fingers slid over her large, swollen nipple, and this time she seemed to ignore what I was doing, as her head bobbed up and down on my cock and her hand stroked my shaft.

Encouraged, I slipped the other hand over the top of the opposite breast, then took both nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. I tugged and stroked them gently as I watched her head and hand moving on my cock. Aunt Jane's torso seemed to move slightly as I caressed her nipples. I pinched them gently then watched with surprise as her free hand reached to the back of her neck and untied the bikini top. The cups fell and hung beneath her breasts. I was amazed at seeing them in full splendor. My fingers alternated between pulling on her nipples and squeezing the full globes of her breasts.

Abruptly, Aunt Jane pulled her mouth away from my cock. "Damn!" she said in a loud whisper. She swung her legs up onto the bed and lay back, reaching for my hand and pulling me down over her. I moved awkwardly, slipping between her legs and supporting my torso above her on one arm. "Do you want this, baby?" she asked, her eyes full of sincerity, as she untied the bottom of her bikini and pulled it away.

"Oh, yes," I whispered, almost choking on the words. I felt one hand on my cock and the other on my hip as she guided me. I looked down the length of our torsos to watch her rubbing the head of my cock between her pussy lips. There was a clear change of sensation as she pressed the head against her opening and tugged on the shaft, urging me to thrust inward. I didn't require any more urging than that. I thrust eagerly.

"Oh, yesssssssss," she breathed as my cock penetrated her. The sensation of her pussy enveloping my cock overwhelmed me. It was simultaneously warm, soft, wet and tight. The full length of my cock slid into her until our pubic bones were pressed hard together. I instinctively withdrew, pulling my cock at least halfway out, then thrusting in again. I felt her raise her hips to meet me, pushing hard against me. Then the unbelievable - the unacceptable - the reprehensible occurred. Almost without sensation, but in a molten rush, my load of semen burst from my balls and up the length of my cock, exploding into her.