Dan was quite pleased with his progress. In two days he had experienced more sex than the entire sum of his eighteen years of existence. His strict upbringing had denied him the freedom to hang out with girls and create opportunities for such encounters. In fact the only experience he had was some kissing and fondling, and he hadn't seen a real live naked woman till he saw Aunt Heather yesterday.
Man, was he lucky! She was a teenager's dream mature woman, with big breasts and a full body, her wide hips framing thin pussy lips that made the opening look tiny. He had licked her to orgasm, but his eyes were closed and he couldn't get a close view of her wonderful honey-pot. He wondered how it would feel to insert his hardness into it. Would it hurt? What if he ejaculated as soon as he entered her? This was a real possibility, and one that he worried about quite a bit. Based on his experience masturbating, and with the little exposure he had with Aunt Heather, it didn't take much at all for him to spill the seed.
Aunt Heather had promised to teach him how to control his anxiety. She'd shown him breathing techniques to calm him down, but a little excitement was all it took to make him forget about breathing altogether. He realized that Aunt Heather was exploiting him in a way, utilizing him for her own sexual fulfillment, but he was ready to play along till he had gained enough skills and prowess to turn the tables. He imagined fucking her hard and long, over and over again till she begged him to stop. His dick was now rock hard imagining his aunt's face twisted in pain and pleasure, her big breasts bouncing back and forth as he pounded her.
He resisted the urge to grab his dick and play with it. It was still healing from the wounds he had unwittingly incurred by slipping on a metal cock ring that was too small for him. That had led to discovery by his aunt, who had helped him, and promised to help him more.
Today was a big day. His aunt had the evening shift at work as a nurse at the local hospital, which meant she was at home the whole day and his uncle would leave for work soon. Then he would have Aunt Heather to himself. He brushed and showered, cleaning up in anticipation of intimacy. Donning jeans and a casual shirt in case his uncle was still around, he headed downstairs to the kitchen.
Heather was daydreaming, thinking of ways to fully capitalize on this naive eighteen year old nephew of her husband's. She was captivated by his lithe and graceful form, lean arms and legs with soft, light hair, a cute, fairly commonplace face, cute bum and a thick, hot, hard dick. It had caught her by surprise the day she found him whimpering in his bedroom with the ring around it. It surprised her yesterday when she wrapped her hands around it and then her mouth salivated on it. It was thick and capped with a big mushroom head that filled her mouth. God, she was getting horny just thinking about it.
"Good Morning, Aunt Heather" Dan called out. He was cheerful, looking around and not finding his uncle.
"Hey, Dan. I was just thinking about you. About helping you out, you know"
"Yes, Aunt Heather. I'm ready for your coaching"
"Good. Lets start the day off with a healthy breakfast. Why don't you strip completely and sit at the dining table"
"Strip...?" Dan wasn't sure he heard the words right.
"Yes" said Aunt Heather in a stern voice. "Remember you promised to obey me completely. You need to get comfortable being naked in the presence of a woman. You are not allowed to touch your penis or to stimulate it in any way by stroking or rubbing it against anything without my permission. Now off with the clothes and come here so that I can check your wound"
Dan quickly took off his clothes. His cock was already rising, half erect at the thought of exhibiting himself to Aunt Heather. As he walked over to the dining table where Aunt Heather sat, his dick hardened to an erect attention, jutting out proudly. Aunt Heather held the tip of his dick in her palm, her beautiful fingers encircling it and pulling it up like she was changing gears on an automobile stick-shift. Her other hand lightly cupped his sac as she moved his shaft around examining the skin all around.
Yesterday he had shot his load at just this stimulation. He willed himself to look away and take a deep breath. Exhaling slowly he felt his pulse calm down. Good, he had to learn how to control his body and prevent it from shooting a load at the slightest provocation.
"Good, it looks a lot better. I think you may even be ready for some light exercise" Aunt Heather said, her voice still clinical. Heather was proud of the boy. He was obedient and trying hard to control his excitement by following the breathing exercises she had made him practice yesterday.
Just holding his hot meat in her hand had made her wet. She wanted to push up against him and fill her wetness with his thick stump. She knew he wouldn't last more than a few seconds. She'd thought about it last night and had a remedy in mind.
"I'm going to apply this ointment on your penis. It is a local anesthetic and it will take a couple of minutes to take effect. Your penis will feel numb and some men lose their erection as a result. But in your case it might be just the cure for your excitability"
Putting on gloves to prevent the ointment from touching her hands, Heather applied a generous layer on his throbbing shaft and bulbous penis head. It looked gorgeous in its glistening glory.
"Now sit down while I get you some cereal. And remember, only I decide what touches your penis"
Disposing the glove, Heather watched as Dan settled at the breakfast table. His erection was still pointing up at a 45 degree angle as he sat, the bulb head still huge and glistening under the glass table top. Heather was a bit worried that he would lose his erection without sufficient stimulation as the anesthetic worked its way.
Without a word she pulled her thick tee-shirt off. Her breasts jingled with the motion, the nipples hardening at the sudden motion and excitement. She continued with taking her sweatpants and panties off, till she stood fully naked.
"Remember, no touching your penis" she repeated, as she casually walked over to the cabinet to get the cereal. Her moves were slow and deliberate, hips swaying for effect. She reached up to get a bowl and walked back slowly to the dining table and set it down.
