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"Your Grandpa used to say, "In for a penny, in for a pound." So how about we get these clothes off and start working toward that pound, what do you say?" Then she stepped back and slid her hand down the front of my shorts finding my big hard cock. She laughed a big deep laugh, then pulled my cock out and knelt down swallowing me right up to my fuzzy balls; my hands clasped her head and I began to fuck her mouth and throat in earnest. She was hot, wet and wonderful.
I'd like to say that I lasted for a long time, which would be a lie. Within a minute the fever began and I began to thrust in and out of her mouth firmly holding her head, finally burying myself in her throat as sweet baby batter shot down her throat, it was hotly euphoric.
As I softened and slipped from her mouth she looked up at me with watery eyes and coughed a little saying, "Jimmy, it looks like you've got the hang it for sure ... whew!"
I pulled her to her feet and pushed her toward Mom's bedroom. Once there, I began pulling her clothes off and piling them onto the bedside chair until finally there was only her bra holding her big beautiful tits back; sort of like a sand bar holding back the ocean. I reached out and took her breasts into my hands, one hand for each breast. I softly, gently mauled them in the bra, lifting and twisting the large mass until she reached up pulling her bra straight up, her breasts dropping and bouncing, in seconds the bra was on the chair and she said, her voice hot and husky, "Damn it boy, if you're gonna' mess with um, get your mouth busy and start sucking ... your Auntie likes her nipples sucked!"
I laughed and said, "... and here I though you wanted me to eat your pussy!"
She smiled and laughed a big laugh as she used her hands to lift and offer her big white breasts to me saying, "You'll be eating pussy soon enough, now's sucking time."
I pushed her back onto the bed and dove in beside her pulling a bright red nipple into my mouth as one hand moved between her legs. She responded by spreading her legs making her blond pussy even more available to me ... she was so very wet that my fingers literally jumped inside her, seeking and finding that lumpy mass the my Mother loved for me to manipulate. For the next few minutes we were a blur of nipple nursing and hungry hips until finally she called out to me, "Oh for God's sake Jimmy, get down there and eat my pussy!!"
Her pussy smelled like the wet spring woods, musty and alive. I licked her from taint to top and back again as she pushed herself up into my face again and again. At last I held her hips firmly and slipped the soft bottom of my tongue up and over her clit repeatedly as she grunted and wheezed loudly. Then she grasped my head and pulled me firmly into her crotch as she bucked and growled out her orgasm. When she relaxed I lifted her legs up toward her breasts and drove my hard cock all the way home, burying myself balls deep. As I pounded and rocked her pussy, the roar of my blood screamed in my ears and a dull red glow seemed to form around me.
After a long time the low burn began, the need to cum started at my toes and seemed to flow effortlessly upward though my legs and into my groin as the pressure built. When I could wait no longer, I pulled out and move up on her body so that I could place my steaming cock between her big, soft breasts. Pushing them together, I thrust myself back and forth until rope after rope of boiling cum blasted from me up onto her neck and face, into her hair and then ran down her body. As I came I cried out thanking God and all the Angels as the tide of hot joy washed over me.
Exhausted, I fell on the bed beside her and grasped her hand kissing it and holding it to my chest. We lay silently together as our breathing and heart rates slowed. After a few minutes, I asked, "Aunt Rae, are you alright?"
"Yes Honey, you just fucked silly; it was a fine job you did on me, I'm just laying here wondering if I will be able to walk anytime soon." Her voice was soft and quiet, her hand squeezed mine gently.
A short while later I slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom and took a soapy, hot shower; as I dried I called out, "Aunt Rae, would you like a hot shower?"
"I'm coming baby, you just finish up. I'll be there in a minute."
When I walked into the bedroom she looked at me from the bed and I could see that she was still coated in cum. "Can I get you a towel or something?"
"No baby, I think I can get to the shower without getting your juices all over the place. Would you please go make a fresh pot of coffee, I'd sure like a cup."
"Absolutely, I'll go do it right now."
As the coffee perked, I cleaned up my breakfast mess and put things away. Next, I took a nice handful of Mom's oatmeal cookies from the bin and stacked them on a small plate, setting out two mugs. Shortly thereafter Aunt Rae came into the kitchen fully dressed. She'd washed and dried her hair and was looking very, very nice.
"Aunt Rae, you look great!"
She smiled broadly and gave me a little curtsey, then laughed softly and said, "Baby, that's how a girl looks after a good fuckin' and you look pretty good your naked self."
"Happy to oblige Ma'am" and with that I wiggled my hips causing my cock to slap back and forth a couple of times.
She laughed a pretty laugh and said, "Stop showing off Smartass; I've got work to do here pretty quick."
We sat at the table drinking hot, fresh coffee and eating cookies and being very pleased with one another, then she asked, "You Mom tells me that you're going up to State here pretty soon."
"Yeah, I'm picking up my final grades at school tomorrow and then taking all the rest of the application materials up to one of the Deans in the afternoon," I said.
"Honey, you're going to do real well; you're smart and you're not lazy ... that's what it takes, use your brain and do the work, you'll be a success."
"Has your Mom talked to you about her plans yet?"
"I don't know anything about plans; what are you talking about?" I asked curiously.
"Well, I guess I'm letting the cat out of the bag; anyway she's been talking to me about moving from here out to Mom and Dad's old place. I can't imagine that you'd have any problem with that, but keep it to yourself -- don't say anything just let her bring it up, Ok?"
"Sure, I can keep a secret."
She got up and gave me a big hug and a sweet kiss on the cheek saying, "Ok honey, I'll see you later." Then she was gone. I cleaned up the odds and ends, and poured another cup of coffee.
With my coffee in hand, I walked around our little house. It was pretty small, a tiny vestibule at the front door, then the living room, just big enough for a couple of chairs, the couch, TV, gas stove and a couple of bookcases. The kitchen, not much bigger than 10 foot by 12 foot including the dining table; the master bedroom with queen sized bed, dresser and couple of side tables and the adjacent bathroom; a small hallway and stairs taking you up to my bedroom and a three-quarter bath. This little house was where I grew-up, but as I thought about it I didn't feel any particular attachment. The house had served us well and was a good little house; still my life was changing and I didn't see myself living here in the future. So, if Mom wants to make a change, why not!
I got dressed and went over to Grandpa's place, filled the gas can and topped off the mower. I spend a quiet afternoon mowing and straightening things up; fed the chickens and the goats and generally made sure things were tidy. I went inside and ferreted out a couple of bottles of beer in the fridge, opened one and went out to the little orchard, found myself a comfortable spot and accessed my feelings about this place as well. It was a fine place, after my grandparents were married they took their savings and put a down payment on the original 40 acres; it seemed fitting that Mom would want to live here -- it was a fine idea and a good place.
That evening when Mom came home she was tired; I had prepared a meatloaf dinner after which I gave her a hot bath and a nice massage. Just as soon as she lay down she was asleep, I lay beside her and we both slept heavily. When I woke I felt a sweet warm sensation down low and peeking down I saw Mom gently sucking my cock. As soon as she realized I was awake, she popped off and gave me a big smile, "Good Morning Sunshine!"
"Hey Mom, nice way to wake up."
"Well, you were so sweet to me last night I decided you deserved a morning treat."
