The earliest part of dawn was beginning to creep through Linda's bedroom window when I awoke. At first, I wasn't even sure where I was or what I was doing. Was that a dream? Did I actually just have the wildest of nights – with my own aunt? I leaned up on one elbow and rubbed my eyes, trying to get what felt like a pound of sand out of each of them. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand next to me, I saw it wasn't even 6AM yet. I knew I needed to get up and head home, figuring my parents were wondering where I was at but then I remembered the concert – that seemed like it must have happened a week ago, not just last night – so my parents probably figured I just crashed on the sofa here at Linda's since we would be getting back late.
Yeah... I crashed alright. Right in Linda's bedroom. Looking around the room, I saw things that began to bring back the memory. On the floor were her panties – I remembered holding them in my hand after I had slid them off her legs, marveling at how delicate they were and how they smelled sweet and pure. Over on the back of the leather chair were my pants – that Linda had pried down after she had barely been able to get them over my erection. My underwear was on the floor beside me – with Linda's lipstick marking them in several places. And Linda was softly sleeping beside me, lying on her side with her back to me, completely uncovered with her beautiful ass almost visible in the soft morning light. That exquisitely sweet behind... yeah.... THAT'S what I remember most of all... but this is how it ended.
Let me tell you how I got to this point and why my tongue was actually a little sensitive... here goes... Linda had led me back to her bedroom. I loved watching her shapely figure move seductively as she walked before me, her curvaceous bottom jiggling and then tightening with each step, her bare back smooth and creamy in the light, her hair bouncing slightly with each step. Linda's legs were beautiful; her calves firm and well shaped and her thighs actually had a slight gap between them that was noticeable when she stopped to sweep her arm in towards the bedroom, inviting me in. As I walked by her, her nipples brushed my upper arm and she giggled.
"Tom! You did that on purpose, didn't you?!"
I stopped at the doorway and looked back at her smiling face with a silly grin on my own and then I let my eyes slowly travel down her chest and breasts, on down to gaze once more at her erect nipples.
"Yeah... I guess I did..."
"Good. You're learning what I like... I like that in my lover!"
I was for a moment taken aback – her 'lover', did she say? Up to that moment, I had not thought that we would do much more than some heavy petting or oral foreplay. I guess the word 'lover' had completely different connotations, some of which that made me feel warm and apprehensive, yet that were incredibly erotic. Her 'lover', eh... the night just kept getting more and more interesting with each passing minute.
I turned back away and stepped into her bedroom. It was decorated nicely with a soft glow coming from the lamp on the nightstand. There was a leather chair in one corner with a small table beside it. A big dresser with an attached mirror (both trimmed in what appeared to be either very dark oak or mahogany) and a chest of drawers over next to what looked to be twin doors to a walk in closet. Of course, the usual pictures and other lady-things adorned the room, including a quilt rack that had several woven throws across its rungs. I heard the door close behind me. And then, I heard her secure the lock. Hmmm... I wondered why she felt the need to lock the door? Who else might be around that would possibly just walk right in? After all, the front door was already locked.... Odd, I thought....
It was then I felt Linda walk up behind me and pull me back into her as she wrapped her arms around my waist. I reached down and wrapped my arms above hers but then she pulled free and slowly slid her hands down my abdomen... to the waist band of my pants... she popped the button and fumbled for just a moment with the zipper. My god... in seconds, my aunt was going to have her hands on my shaft and it was ready to explode without her touch! My knees were about to buckle as I felt her pull the zipper downward, freeing my turgid member which was now barely confined by the underwear. I felt her then lower my pants on down and nudge me to step out of them. I complied. Willingly. It was then that Linda gently had me turn to face her as she dropped to her knees before me. My heart felt as if it was going to explode in my chest and my cock bounced slightly with each rapid heartbeat.
Linda now was at eyelevel with my shaft, her hands upon the sides of my thighs as she leaned inward to press her head against my left thigh, just barely an inch or so from my still lightly restrained organ. She reached her right arm around my leg as her left hand slowly – almost at a snail's pace – began to softly slide up the insides of my thighs... closer and closer to the material that was doing a poor job of restraining my eager tool. My eyes were closed... my head was leaned back slightly... I felt her nudge me as if to get me to part my legs a bit so once more, I yielded. Her left hand was now resting just below my sac and she slowly nudged my testes with the back of her hand. Her right hand was now near her left and I felt her face move in tight against my erection while at the same time her left hand cupped my balls and gently squeezed them. At the same time, her right hand began softly stroking the skin on the inside of my thighs, just as I felt her lips against the side of my cock right at its base. I felt her teeth on the shaft through the material as she brought her left hand on up to hold it from moving away all the while cupping my balls in her right hand from behind. Her mouth, teeth and tongue now moved slowly from the base of my member, biting, sucking, licking it through the cloth until she was at the end of it. She paused there, taking the cloth-covered glans into her mouth to suck and gently bite around the head of it. I felt my seed stir and she sensed it as well, placing a firm grasp on my shaft with her left hand as if to pinch it off – it had the desired effect. I didn't come in my underwear.
Then, realizing she had stemmed the tide, she then swung on around and moved back down the opposite side, repeating the same ministrations as she held my cock now with her right hand. But now, her right hand was back to my thigh and I felt her fingers begin to snake up and under the cloth. I felt her nails dragging oh-so-seductively across my lower abdomen beneath the material and then felt them hit the dark hair near my balls. Without pause, she gently grasped them, her hand completely inside the cloth and I once more about went off. Sensing it again, she released her grip on my nuts and pinched the base of the shaft, driving me wild. Her bare hand was now solidly on my cock and I was about to collapse. I had forgotten that her mouth was once again on the end of my cock. The material was soaked with her saliva and I could feel her tongue working the opening of the head, driving me delirious once more. She paused and then put both hands upon the waist band and began to pull them down. There was no resistance by me. My cock bounced free as the elastic swept down off it. As she neared my ankles with the underwear, I stepped out of them, naked completely having lost my shirt earlier.
