I know it's a terrible thing to say, but Aunt Mary's divorce was the best thing that ever happened to me. My sex life didn't really begin until she moved in with Mom and me. Aunt Mary made a man out of me.
Aunt Mary, my mother's younger sister, is a sexy babe with a little too much of everything - legs, tits and hair. Like Mom, she worked as a model for several years until she succumbed to the lure of marriage. She fell for the wrong guy, a knucklehead who expected her to support his lazy ass. Mom's prediction that the marriage would end within a year was dead on. After the divorce, my beautiful aunt came to live with us.
Mary teased me without mercy all through my high school years. Whenever she came to visit, she would find some way to tease me. "How big is your dick, big boy?" she would ask. "Have you jacked off today?" "What do you think of my tits?" "Would you like one of the hairs off of my pussy for a souvenir?" She was absolutely merciless. It almost goes without saying that I jacked off about a thousand times to fantasies of Mary and I doing unspeakable things to each other.
When Mary moved in with us after her divorce, the teasing continued and eventually she made her move. I was eighteen at the time and was in my freshman year at a local college. I was at my desk in my room working on a term paper when Aunt Mary slipped up behind me and clamped her hands over my eyes.
"Whatcha up to, sport?"
"Doing my homework, Aunt Mary."
"Why don't you drop the "aunt", fella. You're a grown man now. Calling me Aunt Mary seems so childish. You are a man, aren't you? Well, let's just see."
Mary reached down and unzipped my fly. I didn't object when she slipped her hand into my pants and felt my cock. She pulled it out and then went back in for my nuts. A few strokes of her hand made my prick as hard as a railroad spike.
"My God, your mother wasn't exaggerating when she said you're hung like a pony. If that worthless bum I married had a pussy-pleaser like this, I might still be married. I got more pleasure out of a candle."
Mary began lightly stroking my cock. I should have stopped her but what she was doing felt so wonderful that I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was a virgin. I had never even had a hand job. Mary stopped caressing my cock and took a firm grip on it. She was bent forward with her chin resting on my shoulder and her big tits squashed against my back. I swear I could feel her hard nipples digging into me. She began pumping my cock hard and fast. Then she suddenly stopped.
"All right, tiger. I got you started. Now you're going to have to finish the job. Wrap your hand around that thing and prove to me that you're a man. Watching guys jack off makes me hotter than just about anything. There's no telling what I might do after you've jacked off for me."
I had always wanted to jack off in front of a woman, and now Mary had given me an opportunity to make my fantasy a reality. But fantasizing about something and actually doing it are two different things. It took me a few minutes to work up the courage to take my cock in hand. Once I got started, it felt great. My enthusiasm grew stronger with every stroke, and I was soon pumping my dick like my life depended on it. All the while, Aunt Mary was whispering delicious obscenities in my ear. Then I felt that little tickle behind my nuts that signals that the dam is breaking.
"Here it comes, Aunt..er..Mary. Oh, fuck, HERE IT COMES!"
