An aunt teaches her nephew the art of sex with an older woman.
A few words from Jayne.
This is a story told from the perspectives of two people: me, a forty-something-year-old woman and my nephew, a twenty-three-year-old, delicious young man who fantasises about his mother, my sister. It would probably make things clearer if you read the earlier parts first but, if you can't be bothered this should stand as an erotic read by itself.
Let me know what you think please.
Love
Jayne
Jack.
Although I saw you in the doorway, although I saw you naked and although when you came to the bed, unlike mum, you got in and I held your tits, we didn't have sex. I don't know whether that was down to you or me, but I felt absolutely knackered and was soon asleep. I remembered nothing more until I suddenly woke up wondering where the hell I was.
As was quite usual, though, I had a hard on. The difference was that this time it was pressing against your bum and that made me aware of where I was. Your bent back was 'staring' at me. I touched it hoping I wasn't dreaming. It felt real. I slid my arms round you and cupped your breasts. God, they felt good. Heavy and full, smooth and malleable. They were lovely. I squeezed and was rewarded by your body jerking slightly and by hearing a low moan as, suddenly I realised I wouldn't need to have my usual morning wank to get rid of my hard on; I could fuck you instead.
I stroked your tits and found your nipples as I pressed against you, my cock nestling into that unknown to me, crevice between your nicely rounded cheeks.
"Mmmmm, that's nice baby" I heard you sigh.
I decided to try it on. Why not I thought? Most of the time, quite naturally, you directed and organised things. You were the teacher and I was the pupil. You called the shots, decided when, where and how we would do it. So, it seemed fair that it was now my turn. My turn to lead, my turn to direct events; yes, my turn to initiate a fuck with you.
I kissed your neck. I licked up and down it as with one hand I continued fondling your tits and with the other I grabbed my cock. I pushed it between your legs. It was a tight fit and I wasn't quite sure what to do. The precise geography of 'down there' was still a bit of mystery to me! I smiled, though, as you moved your legs and the tip of my cock found your wet, slippery slit for I was thinking 'Later I would get you to let me have a really good look at your pussy.'
Jayne.
I lay there being fucked from behind. I didn't have to do anything, not that there was much I could do, being on my side and bent at the middle with your arms round me and your hands gripping my tits. It was gorgeous.
Before you'd got going, you had taken a bit of time getting your angle right and I'd had to help you. Once in me, though, your natural male instincts took over and you started to shag me with nice, deep, long and even thrusts.
Although it was lovely, my mind began to wander, daft bitch that I am. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was only six, but then, I remembered we hadn't been late last night. I thought ahead to the day that we would spend together and then to the evening when Samantha would arrive. Shit that was going to be hell. Also, I suddenly realised I hadn't seen her without her husband or my ex for some time and certainly we had hardly been alone together, as we would be in bed tonight, for so long.
You increased the depth and pace of your surges in me and that brought me out of my reveries.
"Oh fuck Jay, this is amazing," you grunted.
I pushed back against you. "What is baby?"
"Fucking from behind like this."
"None of your bike rides let you do this then?"
"No," you gasped. "It's my first time."
It didn't take much longer for you to be near. That was good as due to yesterday's exertions I was a little sore down there so a long-drawn-out shag was not the ideal way to start a day that could well entail more activity than yesterday.
"Oh God yes," you moaned holding yourself stiff and still right up me.
I wanted to cum, in fact having missed out when I sucked you last night I needed to for last night's jerk off for you, though ok, was not as satisfying as a fuck. I squirmed on your rigid cock and pushed my tits hard against your hands. At the same time, I reached down and behind me and managed to find your balls. I squeezed them, bringing a lovely sounding groan from. That did the trick and just as you started to spurt so my emotions overflowed and I climaxed.
"What a brilliant start to the day baby," I said turning round and kissing you.
"Mmmm it was fantastic, thanks."
"No thank you," I replied starting to slide out the bed.
Jack.
It hadn't really registered with me until you had fiddled your bottom around and I had slid into you that this would be my first fuck from behind. Although it was hard getting the angle right and getting in you, once in it was fucking amazing, or even amazing fucking, dependent upon your perspective!
Not only did I seem to go deeper into you than usual, but your grip on me seemed tighter and it was fantastic being moulded round your bent body with mine squashed against yours from my mouth in your hair to my toes which were pressing upwards onto the soles of your feet. But the icing on the fucking cake, of course, was being able to reach round you and hold your tits. As you were leaning forward a little on your side, they were hanging loose as it were. That made it easy for me to cup, squeeze, caress, fondle and knead them. They seemed even bigger, fuller and heavier like this. I lifted them up, pushed them together and pulled them apart. I pinched and pulled your nipples and squashed the whole lot into one mass of tit flesh. God, it felt sensational. And to be able to do that with my cock buried deep in you as we fucked was simply out of this world.
It didn't take me long to be near to cumming and I have to admit I had forgotten about you. The sensations of this new way had made me lose all thoughts of everything other than my pleasure. Everything was tightening up in preparation to me delivering my load when I felt what was simply the sexiest fucking thing I think I had ever felt. Your hand reached around your body and grabbed my balls. That put me right over the top and I shot my lot in you with a strength that I was surprised didn't make my stuff come out of your mouth.
I think I made you cum, but I wasn't sure, but to be truthful I didn't really care and I know that's wrong but there are times when other factors than consideration for your partner takes over. I'm sure I softened and probably my cock slipped out of you, but I don't remember, for no sooner had I shot my lot up you than, so it seemed, we were both asleep.
I woke up when you grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed. I asked where we were going, thinking it might be a bath together, something we hadn't done yet, but was something I really wanted to do. It wasn't though for you led me out of the bedroom and down the stairs. I saw the clock and realised we had slept for two hours.
"What's happening?" I asked when you undid the back door and led me through the courtyard where we had sat smoking last night. You didn't reply. Not that I cared for I was walking slightly behind and to one side. Your bum was wobbling and wiggling wonderfully and your boobs were bobbing and bouncing beautifully; you were quite a sight.
"Oh yes, great," I gushed as you turned round the end of a shoulder height hedge and stood beside the pool. Turning to me you pressed your naked body against mine and said.
"This'll help us clean up and wake up. You ever been skinny dipping before Jack?"
And with that you turned and dived gracefully into to pool.
I knew I would simply have to fuck you in that pool before I went home.
