The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales (78 page)

I felt the spurt of the first load hit the
back of my throat and coughed involuntarily; making his seed splash
back onto his cock but as the second one hit I sucked him harder
and felt him shake as my tongue covered the hole for the last jet
of jism. I kept sucking after that wanting him to stay hard, and
when I was sure he would I stood up.

“That was incredible Aunt Janet,” he said,
while placing his hands over my covered breasts.

I looked down to see his manhood looking up
and ready for more, which is when I unfastened both my skirt and
bra, before removing everything. I stood in the kitchen now
completely naked, and watched him remove his clothes before
standing up next to me. I then took his hand and led him over to
the kitchen bar, where I placed one foot on the foot rail and
lifted myself off the ground, before holding his shoulder for
balance and letting him stand between my legs for a good
penetration.

He got the idea straight away, and before
long I could feel him entering me for the first time. I had to bend
my knees somewhat in this position as I was a little too high but
each time I dropped onto his cock he stood on the tips of his toes
to meet me. His cock was stretching my pussy, but with all the
moisture that I was producing he found it very easy to penetrate
me. As this action got faster and faster I started to cum, and
could feel my juices pouring over his shaft with each thrust.

He then placed a hand around my butt to hold
me steady and began to pound my poor pussy for all he was worth. I
came so hard a few minutes later that I felt I was going to fall,
but then felt the grip he had on me as he too started to cum once
more. He removed his cock just as the first spurt came, and I saw
it hitting my outer thigh and running down my leg as he came again
onto my stomach.

When it was all over I told him to go clean
up, and that brings me to how all of this happened in the first
place. The guilt caught up on me that night, and I revealed to
Janet, when Paul had gone to bed, just what I’d done. She surprised
me by saying how incredibly hot my actions were, and that she was
sorry she’d missed the action. The thing is I hadn’t had sex for
well over a year before this event and it left me feeling liberated
and whole once again.

We discussed it in length after that, and I
didn’t know what would happen in the future.

A week after my adventure with Paul I was
washing the dishes when Janet walked into the kitchen. She was the
only one who knew what I’d done, and I wanted it to remain that
way. She messed around for a few minutes doing odd jobs that didn’t
really need to be done, and sort of hovering as if she had
something to say but couldn’t get it out in the open.

“Ok…what’s wrong Janet? If you’ve got
something to say, out with it?” I said, putting down a plate I was
holding.

Janet laughed, and turned towards me.

“I’ve always found it hard to keep anything
from you, but what I want to ask is a bit delicate,” said
Janet.

“Just say it, I can only agree or disagree
with whatever you say,” I responded.

“Well…the thing is, ever since the day you
told me about your liaison with Paul I’ve wished that I could have
seen what had happened, and I was wondering if you would
consider…

“Doing it again so that you can watch?” I
interrupted.

“Yes,” she said.

“I won’t lie to you Janet, there isn’t a day
that goes by without me thinking about doing it again, but the day
after it happened I felt so guilty that I swore I’d never let
anything like that happen again,” I replied, seeing the
disappointment on her face, “however, I’ve had time to consider all
the variables about what happened, and I’ve come to the conclusion
that I didn’t hurt anyone. In fact I’ve had strong urges over these
last two days to repeat the pleasure I felt that day, so yes I will
do it if that’s what you want?”

“Oh that’s great, so when are you planning
it?” said Janet, excitedly.

“I was thinking when he gets in from football
practice, but I want your help. I’m going to tease him a little,
just to make sure he’s interested and I want you to make out you’re
his mother. When I’m convinced he thinks I’m you the show will
begin and I’ll give you a cue to get into the wardrobe, ok?”

“Ok, sounds good,” replied Janet.

Two hours later the stage was set and I heard
Paul coming in the backdoor. He always came in that way when he’d
been playing football as he was usually dirty and needed a shower,
most others would shower after the practice but he only lived
around the corner and found it easier to come home.

I was sitting in the lounge and heard him say
I’m back mom, to which Janet responded with an ok and greeted him
in the hallway. She was dressed the way I usually dress, whereas I
was wearing some pretty provocative clothes. He must have accepted
it because he told her he was going to get a shower and would be
down in a few minutes.

I then heard Janet say she was going out for
a couple of hours to meet an old friend, but that she’d wait until
he came back down and that dinner would be late tonight.

He just agreed as he walked up the stairs,
and then Janet came back into the lounge.

“Well…he’s all set for you and when he comes
down, if you could distract him for a few minutes after I’ve told
him that I’ll see him later I’ll get into the wardrobe, ok?” said
Janet.

“Ok…but…

“You’re not having second thoughts are you?”
said Janet.

“No, I just feel incredibly horny and the
more I think about what’s going to happen the hornier I get,” I
replied.

“Well I can’t say I don’t understand because
I do, remember I’ve already sampled what you’ll be going through
tonight, and I’ve wanted to repeat it a few times now,” said Janet,
nudging me and giving me a wink.

The truth is I was still having doubts about
all this, and I think it had something to do with the guilt I felt
from not only having sex with my own son but fooling him into
believing I was someone else.

A few minutes later I could hear Paul coming
down the stairs and got myself ready mentally. When he walked in he
was wearing jeans and a tee shirt, and greeted us both with a
hug.

“As I said earlier Paul, dinner’s going to be
a bit late tonight as I have to go somewhere. So in the meantime if
you feel hungry grab yourself a hot pocket or something until I get
back, ok?” said Janet, convincingly.

Meanwhile he’d sat opposite me and after
confirming that he understood Janet left the room. We both heard
the door closing but only I knew she was now creeping up the
stairs. I was wearing a tight fitting low cut dress, and had shaved
my legs. I also hadn’t bothered putting any panties on, as I wanted
to tease him a little before the action started. At first he didn’t
say anything, and we both watched something dumb on the TV. Neither
one of us was interested in what was showing but we couldn’t be
bothered to change the channel.

That’s when I sat back and opened my legs a
little, and not once looking over to see what he was doing. I knew
that he could see my inner thigh, but not much else and I made sure
I had his attention before pulling the lever on the side of the
chair and reclining back. Out of the corner of my eye I could tell
his head was pointed in my direction, and that he could probably
see my pussy. I stretched and allowed my legs to part a bit more,
and then saw him adjusting himself in his chair.

“Aunt Janet, would you mind if I took some
pictures of you in that chair?” he suddenly said, leaning
forward.

“If you want to Paul,” I replied.

Off he went to fetch his camera, and within a
minute he was back again. He sat down opposite me once more and I
could see the zoom mechanism popping out, and couldn’t help
wondering how detailed a close up would be. He then asked me to
pose again, not knowing that I’d never posed for him. I just did
what I saw Janet doing the other day, and pretty soon he was all
around my chair taking shots from all angles.

I’d just unfastened a few buttons on the
front of my dress when I suddenly had the urge to lead him on a
bit, so I got up from the chair and began to undress slowly and
provocatively. I led him out into the hallway with the camera
clicking away like mad as I teased him with a flash of my pussy by
pulling my dress up quickly and letting it fall back down.

As I reached the stairs I felt my dress
falling down around me, and stepped out of it. He was now taking
shots of my bare ass, as I climbed the stairs, and by the time I’d
reached the top my bra was laying on the middle step. He followed
me into the bedroom where I laid down and brought my knees up to my
chest. He loved that and he took several shots of my now wet pussy,
before I opened my legs wide and ran a finger through the delicate
folds of womanly flesh.

My first thought as he got nearer to me was
that Janet was right; knowing that someone is watching you can be a
real turn on. When he got onto the bed, I took the camera away from
him, and ran my hands over the obvious bulge in his jeans. He let
out a sigh as my hand felt the full length through the fabric, and
then pulled down the zipper. He immediately got off the bed and
stripped after that, before grabbing my ankles and climbing on at
the foot of the bed.

He then spread my legs wide and leaned into
me, and the thought of my pussy lips being open and the tongue that
was even now getting nearer made me cum. He licked my wetness, and
I felt a wonderful sensation pass through my body and closed my
eyes. I could then feel his tongue darting in and out and
deliberately flicking my clit, before he spread the lips with both
hands and began to lap at my juices.

I arched my back wanting to feel his tongue
going deeper, and he inserted a finger as he licked harder. I
wondered what Janet was feeling right at that moment, and casually
looked in the direction of the wardrobe. I could see it slightly
ajar, but I couldn’t see her. Then Paul crept up the bed, and I
pulled him onto my right side and lay him over onto his back,
before spreading his legs and getting between them in a kneeling
position.

His cock was so impressive and right in front
of my face when I gripped it and allowed it to run through my
hands. I then licked the ridge first, and sucked the end into my
mouth, to the sounds of his moans of approval. I tried very hard to
deep throat his shaft, but he was too big. Instead I allowed half
of it into my mouth and began to speed up and my head was bobbing
up and down, as my lips encircled the circumference of his meat. I
could feel his hands on the back of my head and at one point he
pushed too hard and I gagged as it hit the back of my throat.

I got it back under control and he eased off,
and suddenly I felt and tasted his seed as he exploded inside my
mouth. I swallowed hard and fast, but when he came again I couldn’t
keep it in and found it seeping out and running down my chin. I
then removed it from my mouth and carried on stroking the full
length with my hand in time to witness the last explosive exit of
his man seed as it shot out and landed on his stomach.

After releasing it and being sure that he
stayed hard, I scampered up the bed and quickly sat astride him
before placing my hand behind me and guiding his cock into my
pussy. It went in with ease as I was so wet, and I started to lift
myself up with my knees and drop down onto it. When I’d got a good
rhythm going I could only imagine what Janet was seeing, and that
made me even wetter if that was possible. By now his cock was going
as far inside me as it could go, and I loved how it stretched me.
Then I felt the usual sensations that preceded an orgasm, the
tingling feet and cold flush that seemed to travel up my body and
end around my neck. I was aware of my erect nipples as they
hardened to the point of being painful, and then realized that I
was now gushing over his cock.

I’d never felt such an intense orgasm in my
entire life, and when he shouted that he was about to cum I pulled
myself off and put my hand behind me to hold it. I could feel his
seed hitting my back, and I tried to stroke it into giving me
another load, when he did I ran my fingers through it and finished
by sliding my hand over his wet cock.

We lay there for what seemed like hours, but
in reality were only a few minutes. When at last I could compose
myself enough to sit up, I got off the bed and told him to get
cleaned up. He got off the bed and went straight to the bathroom,
without saying a word. When I heard the shower going, I crossed
over to the wardrobe and opened the doors. Janet was a mess, she
was sweating from both the heat in the wardrobe and the intensity
of the orgasm she’d just had watching us.

“Fucking hell Jane, that was the most erotic
event of my life. I must have cum about four times just watching
you two, it was incredible,” she said, trying to stand.

I helped her up and then spotted a video
camera in her right hand.

“You didn’t?” I said, point at the
camera.

“Every second of it,” she replied.

I told her to leave now and come back in
thirty minutes, by then I knew we’d be back down stairs.