"Herbert, I'm not going over to your brother's house tonight to watch that damn game. I'm staying home and watching the movies I picked out. We talked about this Friday night." I told my husband. He has been forcing me to go over there every year of our marriage, and this time I am putting my foot down and refusing. When I go over there, I am the only woman in the house. Jack, his brother, has been divorced for the past six years. Poor Sal, my nephew, has dealt with the drunken louse since his mother walked out on them six years ago. But, soon, he'll be free as he just turned 18 last week, and he'll be off to college and out into the world.
I thought about Sal and his situation. He's not very manly, sort of takes after his mother. He's only 5'5", his shiny black hair he combs and greases back like some 60's pin-up model. He's a cute boy but no match for his overbearing dad. Poor Sal, he'll be over there all day with those men, and I know he doesn't like sports; he's more into dance and music. Which both his dad and my husband also pick on him about his love of music and dance.
Well, maybe I ought to go over, and at least Sal and I can watch these movies. I think he'd like them all though the one is a bit too romantic. I don't believe Sal has ever had a girlfriend. Poor Sal.
"Herbert, ok, I'll go along with you to your brother's, but Wednesday, I'm going to Philadelphia to see our daughter. I'm going for four days, and I'll be back the following Sunday night, and you're going to pay for the flight, the hotel, and all the expenses. Do we have a deal?"
Herbert agreed, so now I just must endure the next few hours, and then I get to see my lover in Philadelphia for as many days as he can get off work. But that's another story. So first, let me tell you how this day went and ended.
We went over to the neighbor's house at 4 pm; the game started at 5 pm. I walked into the kitchen and began preparing food. Sal came in, and he came up to me and hugged me. I noticed his chest and arms were muscular. I hadn't seen him in about seven months, but for his height, he looked good. "So, Sal, you decided to take me up on the offer of that free gym membership, I see. You look outstanding".
"Thank you, Aunt Denise. Yes, I've been working out with a trainer three days a week. I see you a time or two, and you look terrific in that leotard". Sal said, blushing slightly.
I blushed at him seeing me; I thought the leotard was a bit tight in the crotch and but it made my boobs look good. I noticed that Sal was looking at my crotch when he said that about my leotard. No, I'm probably mistaken. I know he's always had a boyhood crush on me ever since his mother left. But I'm sure he's grown out of that by now.
"Sal, why don't you help me get some of this food together, and then we can serve the men, and you can watch the game with them. I'm going downstairs and watching some movies I've wanted to see."
"Ok, Aunt Denise. I'll work on tacos if you work on the hot dogs and dips. I love the dips you make". Sal replied.
So, I got the hot dogs out, and as I picked up the fat hot dogs, I thought of my lover in Pennsylvania. These were just about the right size for him. I wonder if I'll freeze one of them later, and maybe while watching one of the movies he recommended, I'll have my way with the hot dog. I smiled at the thought. I didn't realize that I had grabbed the hot dog and stroked it like I would stroke my lover's cock. I was just about to put it up to my mouth when Sal said, "Aunt Denise, you might want to cook that, I know you like raw hot dogs, but in health class, they say that we should always cook our food."
"How long have you been watching me, Sal?" I teased
Sal blushed and looked down at the tacos he was making. "uh, uh, uh, I just looked up when you were getting ready to eat that raw. That's all."
He had turned about ten shades of red, blushing as he said that, so I'm pretty sure he saw me stroking the hot dog. Well, I've seen him stroke his cock a time or two also.
We finished making the food and took it into the smoke-filled living room. By the looks of it, the game was about to begin. I went over to Herbert, and he slapped my ass. I turned around so only he could see me and leaned down to his ear and whispered. "Since you thought to embarrass me and make me out as something you know damn well I'm not, that's going to cost you. I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm going for the whole week to Philadelphia, and you're giving me that Gold Card you like to flaunt. I'm going to buy whatever I want. "
He had nothing to say, and for a show so that it wouldn't destroy my husband's overinflated ego in front of all his brother and buddies, I planted a kiss on him that left him breathless. I would never have done that before, but my lover had taught me passion, and I could fake it with my husband if it freed up the purse strings so I could invite my lover to Philadelphia for a week.
Sal and I put out all the food and drinks. Then I grabbed my purse and movies and made my way downstairs to watch my DVD movies. I could hear Herbert bragging about the sex that never happens in our house and the laughs from his brother and friends.
I got downstairs and opened the couch. It was a sleeper sofa that we gave to his brother as a gift one Christmas. It was very plush and had overstuffed pillows. I turned on the TV, popped in the first DVD, and laid back with the pillows behind my head. I reached over for my purse and remembered that I had a few items in there that would make that frozen hot dog obsolete. I smiled to myself and hit play on the remote.
The movie was almost over when I heard the upstairs door creak open, and I saw Sal coming down the stairs. He walked over to me and said, "Aunt Denise, would it be ok if I watched the movies with you. Dad and the guys are getting quite rowdy, and it's just not my scene. I don't even think they noticed I had left. So I said something to Dad about going out, and he just waved me off. I don't know why that man can't be nicer to me. He's always saying, 'Sal, get this, Sal get that.' Ever since Mom left, he's treated me like it's my fault".
Then Sal started crying, so I got up off the sofa, went over to him, and wrapped my arms around him. He was firm. His muscles had filled out. He had a muscular chest that I could feel sobbing against my breasts. My nipples started firming as I felt his chest muscles against my nipples. His arms, as I ran my fingers down his arm to embrace him, were quite strong and well defined. He was less than 5 ½ feet tall, but I was only a little over 5', so my head leaned into his shoulder nicely.
I pulled him a little closer, and I wasn't quite sure, but I think I felt his cock as he embraced me back. I made a move like I was going to turn away from him, and I let my hip brush up against his groin, and yes, I felt the hardening of his cock. Now it was my turn to blush, but Sal didn't see it as he was still crying with his eyes closed.
I took his hand and led him over to the couch. "Honey, why don't you sit with me and watch the next movie with me. It's a bit of a thriller, and I'd feel better if a strong young man like yourself were here to protect me from the bad guys". That got him to stop weeping, and he smiled at me; that about melted my heart. "Thank you, Aunt Denise, I'd like that. I'm just not into sports that much".
We sat down side by side, and I clicked the disc changer to start the next movie. It was indeed a thriller, and instead of me hiding my head in a pillow, Sal would turn his head into my shoulder when the scary part would occur. At one point, I reached over and laid my arm across Sal's shoulder and pulled him closer to me at a terrifying part.
I then ran my hands over his trap's, the muscles of his neck, and mentioned to him, "Sal, your muscles are well defined. I moved my hand down his arms to his biceps, and he flexed them for me. I took both hands and put them around his bicep, and squeezed them. "Wow, so firm and huge, you are turning into a muscle-bound young man." Then I couldn't help myself. I ran my hand lightly across his chest, my fingertips brushing lightly across his nipples which I could see hardening through his shirt. He gave a little gasp. I quickly came to my senses and pulled away from him, and apologized.
I stood up and said, "why don't you start the next movie, and I'll go check on the guys. I'm sure that it's half time and instead of them coming looking for me, I'd better go see to their stomachs".
As I walked upstairs, I had to remind myself that this was my neighbor's son. Not my lover from Pennsylvania. But Sal's muscles were as firm and huge as my lover's. I'm a pushover for a man with a chest and muscular arms. As I made my way upstairs, I felt my pussy ooze and thought I'd better get a grip on myself. I filled the ice chest back up with beers from the fridge. I topped off the dip, pretzels, and chips and defrosted some hotdogs. As the hot dogs were cooking, I took one of the frozen ones, went behind the island counter, spread my legs, and inserted the hot dog into my pussy. I started moving it back and forth in and out of my pussy. My legs were getting wet from the pussy juice dripping down my legs. I was about to orgasm when the door opened up, and Sal came walking in. "Do you need any help in here, Aunt Denise?"
Instead of taking it out, I quickly shoved the hot dog up inside my pussy, and leaned over like I was reaching for some more hot dogs. Sal came over and said, "let me get them for you." I wasn't sure if he had seen me fucking that hot dog or not. He seemed calm, but I was unsure. I knew one thing, that hot dog up inside of my pussy was making me so damn horny. It was all I could do not to grab Sal by his neck, throw him up on the countertop and replace that hot dog with his cock.
I mentally slapped myself and said, 'get a grip, Denise, that's your nephew. You changed his diapers and came over sat up with him when he had nightmares after his mother left and alcoholic Jack couldn't give his boy some attention. He's just a boy. He might be 18, but you're his Aunt.
Sal grabbed the trays of food I replenished and said, "I'll just take these out. I have the movie already set up and ready to go; whenever you're ready, we can go and watch it together," and then he turned and walked away. I watched his tight little butt as he sashayed when he walked. "Get a grip," I said again to myself.
I brought out the rest of the hot dogs and food, sat it down. When I bent over, I felt the hot dog oozing out of my pussy. I quickly clenched my pussy lips together, and Sal came over and said, "are you ready to watch the next movie?". I told him that I had to use the restroom, but for him to go ahead and start the movie and I'd be down by the time the previews were over.
I hurriedly went into the bathroom, pulled down my slacks and panties, sat down on the toilet, spread my legs, and pulled out the hot dog. I didn't know what to expect, but I had defrosted that hot dog, and it felt as though it had plumped up, cooking in my cunt. I pulled it out and then pushed it back in; oh, the sensation was incredible. I thought about giving myself an orgasm, but someone might hear if I moaned out like I usually do. So, I just pulled out the hot dog and put it in the toilet, and flushed it, smiling as I did.
As I opened the door to the basement, I could hear moaning and groaning sounds. I eased the door shut and sat down on the top step, and peered into the basement. Sal had his cock out and stroked it as he watched the TV. I looked at the screen, and it was a movie of a man and woman having sex, not faking it, but full-blown porn. I watched as Sal stroked his cock. It wasn't huge, but it was thick and circumcised, unlike my husband. I don't care for uncircumcised cocks, because Herbert rarely kept his clean, which disgusted me.
Sal was stroking his cock with both hands; as he released one hand, he brought the other into contact and stroked his cock with his other. It looked very uncomfortable, and I wondered who had told him to do it that way. I felt my pussy getting wet as I watched him, and I reached my hand inside my slacks and started fingering my clit. I was so wet watching him, and then I saw him shudder, and cum shot straight out the top and all over his shirt. I realized he would be getting up to clean himself off because he wouldn't know when I would be coming back down.
I stood up quickly, opened the door, and then shut it a little louder than usual. I heard Jack say, "Sounds like Denise is pissed off at you Herbert, I bet she leaves as my wife did before long." Then Herbert, with his smug tinny voice, said, "oh no, she knows she's got it good with me. Where else is she gonna get a 9" cock and my expertise." I heard all the guys laughing and high five hand clapping. I thought 9" indeed. He'd be lucky if his cock even got hard anymore, and I am not about to find out anytime soon.
I stomped slowly down the steps. I walked over to the sofa bed, and Sal was busy with the disc changer. I said, "Sal, I had it set up to run the next movie; all you needed to do was click 'next' on the remote."
"You know, Aunt Denise, that I'm not too good with technology. So I tried to do that, but it went to the 5th disc, and a dirty movie began playing. You didn't bring that, along, did you?"
"No, I most certainly did not. It was probably one of your dad's. You didn't watch it, did you?"
"Well, maybe a little bit. It just started playing, and I thought it was previews from your disc. But as soon as I saw what it was, well, that's when you came down as I was trying to get the disc changer back to number 3 manually." Sal said, blushing wildly.
I just looked at him and thought about how best to handle the situation. I couldn't readily say that I saw him jerking off, and I couldn't tell him I was playing with myself as he jerked off. So, I said nothing but went and sat down on the sofa bed and then patted the seat next to me and said, "well, then let's watch a movie."
As Sal turned to walk back to me. I see his sweat shorts still bulging; even after jerking off, his cock was still hard. I really couldn't help myself. I'm going to seduce this young man. I was so damn horny I felt my pussy throbbing at the thought of it.
Sal came over and sat down beside me. I took the remote and started the movie. I thought this ought to be pretty good. As we watched the movie, I let my bare leg rub up against his leg, and then I moved over and put my arm around his shoulders. I jokingly said, "this is a love scene coming up; I don't want you to get scared." He gave a nervous laugh and said, "Ok, Aunt Denise."
The scene was about an older woman teaching a younger student how to swim. At one point, the two are underwater, and then they come up through the water, and they are inches away from each other's faces. The boy leans forward and kisses the teacher. Then you see him look down into the water, implying that he was looking at his crotch because both of his hands went under the water, and then he gets out and runs away. The movie suggests that he had premature ejaculation and was embarrassed, so he ran away from his beautiful teacher.
While this scene was playing, I was watching Sal, and sure enough, even though we had pulled a cover over us (his dad loved cold weather and always had the A/C on high. It's a wonder I didn't have hard nipples every time I entered his house it was that cold), I saw Sal, playing with his cock. There was an obvious tent pole about where his crotch would be, and I saw him stroking again.
I looked over at Sal and said, "Did you understand why he ran away like that?" Sal replied that he did.
"Has that ever happened to you when you were with your girlfriends?" I asked him.
"Uh, I, Uh, well, er. I don't have any girlfriends. I liked one girl for a while, but I never asked her out. I was too shy," Sal replied.
I couldn't help myself anymore, and I put my left hand under his chin and turned his head towards me. I looked him in the eye and then down at his lips. I saw him lick his lips, and I moved my head closer. I considered his eyes again and got my lips right up to his lips, and whispered, "do you mean you've never even kissed a girl yet?"
"No," he whispered back, and then when he closed his eyes, I put my lips on his and kissed him. I felt him pucker his lips in a return kiss, and then I took my tongue and parted his lips, and pressed my tongue into his mouth. I could taste him, and he tasted so good. I felt his tongue come alive, and he took his tongue and tried to push my tongue out, so I clamped down with my lips and then started sucking on his tongue and drawing it out of his mouth.
As I was kissing him, I looked down at his crotch, and he was really stroking his cock now. I went and laid a hand on his cock and hand. His eyes flew open, and he tried to pull away from me. I held my hand firmly behind his head, and with my other hand, I pulled back the blanket covering his cock. I broke the kiss, slid my ass backward, and then went down and put my mouth over the top of his cock. He moaned out loudly as I sucked on that head.
Then I moved his hand away, put my hand at the base of his balls, and lightly squeezed. He moaned again, and I felt him raise his pelvis to shove his cock deeper into my mouth. I took all of him into my mouth, and then with my other hand, I began stroking his cock as I sucked on the head. I felt him start gyrating his hips, sending his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. Finally, I felt his balls constrict, and then he shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as he kept cumming.
I heard him gasp out as he came and then continually moan as I sucked his cock dry. Then I took my tongue, starting at the base of his shaft, brought it up to the V at the underside of his cock, and tickled him with my tongue. I felt him shudder again, and I watched white milky jizz ooze out of his cock. I quickly lapped that up with my tongue.
I had brought some beers down for us, and I reached over and chugged about half a beer down. I was so thirsty, the salty semen giving me a thirst, the beer quenching my thirst. Then I looked up at Sal, his eyes were wide, and he had the biggest grin on his face.
I sat up and put my hand back down on his now flaccid cock. I started playing with the head and stroking him. When he became hard, I stood up in front of him. His eyes looked into my eyes, and then he watched as I slowly undressed in front of him. I started unbuttoning my shirt. He went back to stroking his cock, but he was doing it in that awkward way I noticed before. I stopped undressing and sat down beside him, removed his hands from his cock, and said, "Sal, your cock is big enough for two hands, but here take your right hand and with your fingers opened and then grasp the base of your shaft. Then slowly, with a firm grip, slide it up to the top and then back down again."
I watched as Sal slowly mastered the action. "Now and then, take your hand up and over the top of your cock, squeezing it firmly, then back down," I said.
I watched as a bit of precum oozed out his cock and leaned over and licked it clean. When my tongue touched his cock head, I felt him go rigid, and he moaned out as another thick milky load shot out of his cock. He looked up at me, blushed, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I came so quickly again."
"Don't worry, in time, you'll master how to keep it in, and then it will be an intense orgasm that you will enjoy immensely."
I stood back up and continued undressing slowly in front of him. I took off my blouse and let it drop to the floor, and then I took off my skirt and let that slide off my legs and onto the floor. I unhooked my bra, and when I took that off. I said, "Sal, stand up here with me." he did, and then I said, "suck on my nipples," and he took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. At one point, I yelped and told him not to use his teeth but to just suck on my nipple. I reached down and took his hand in mine and put it on my other breast, and he began caressing me and running his fingers lightly over my breast and nipples. My pussy was throbbing, and I could feel my juices running down my legs
I took off my panties and kicked them across the floor. I took Sal's hand and put it on my shaved pussy and then showed him where to rub my clit, and I took one of his fingers and helped him push it up inside my pussy. I then let go, and he was fingering me all by himself and rubbing my clit with his other hand. Next, my hand went down to his groin, and I grasped his cock. He moaned out, and as I started stroking his shaft, he met me stroke for stroke as he plunged his fingers in and out of me.
We were both standing naked, except for his shirt. I let go of his cock, and with one fluid motion, I removed his shirt. What a sight to behold. His solid and firm pecs. His six-pack stomach muscles were heaving as he continued finger fucking me. I felt myself getting ready to orgasm, and I kissed him as I came, sending a river of pussy juices out of my pussy. Finally, I pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him.
I reached under me and found his throbbing thick cock, took hold of it with my hand, and guided his cock to my pussy, and then I inserted that fat broad head and sat down on him in one fluid stroke. He screamed out as I lowered myself fully onto his cock. I then motioned for him to give me his hands, and as I clasped his hands together with mine, I put my feet up onto his thighs and began raising and lowering my body down his shaft and then back up again. Grasping his hands had given me balance, and I proceeded to hump up and down on his thick cock.
I didn't have to say anything to him, his intuition took over, and he began thrusting his hips, sending his cock even deeper into my pussy. I was riding him as I would a mechanical bull at a cheap country-western bar. Faster and faster, I went up and down on him. I could see the sweat glistening across his muscled chest, and my pussy was leaking fluids like a screen door on a submarine.
I suddenly felt it hit me, and Sal had somehow got his cock at the right angle and was now hammering my G-spot. I arched backward, my breasts pointing straight up in the air, and I felt him cum up inside of me, and he yelled as he did so; at the same time, I started squirting, and I screamed out loud also. I kept squirting, and it felt as though his cock was cumming over and over. Then he picked me up and stood up, and began lifting me up and down on his cock. I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoved my breasts into his face, and he started sucking on my nipples as his arms and his pelvis thrust his cock again and again into my extremely wet pussy.
Faster and faster, he hammered his cock into me as he lifted me up and down. I felt myself orgasming again. Then he laid me down on the sofa bed. I reached up and grasped my ankles, and spread my legs for him. He came over and knelt behind me and took his shaft and placed the head into my pussy, and then he leaned over and kissed me at the same time he plunged deep inside of me. I screamed out his name and continued saying it over and over as he took one long stroke after the other, pushing his cock deeper with each thrust. Finally, I couldn't take much more of this, but at that exact moment, I couldn't stop either. I came again, and I felt his tempo slow, and I told him, "Sal, don't shoot another load into my pussy, climb up on my chest." So he did, and I squeezed my breasts against his cock, and when he came, I swallowed ropes and ropes of pure, sweet jizz.
I swallowed as much as I could, but most of it ran back out of my mouth. I was pretty sure that I would have to get the sheets changed before I put the sleeper sofa bed back together again.
Sal pulled out of my mouth and then laid down beside me, put his arms around me, and kissed me on my mouth. This time he kissed me correctly; the boy was sure a quick learner. He then broke the kiss, looked me in the eyes, and said, "Thank you, Aunt Denise, that was so awesome. You are one hot woman, even if you are my Aunt, and I'm so glad it was you that took my virginity and showed me how to make love to a woman. I guess you know I've had a huge crush on you since I was about 14, and now you just made my dream come true."
I had no words to give back to him, so I just leaned into him and kissed him. Our mouths parted, and as I slid my tongue into his mouth. I felt his hands on my shoulders, and he pushed me onto my back. He climbed up on top of me and positioned his cock onto top of my clit. I opened my legs, and he fell through, his cock now at the opening to my pussy, and then I felt it enter me again. I spread my legs even wider, and this time instead of frantic pounding, he took me slow and deep.
His thrusts seemed timed, almost mechanical, and then I felt his fingers playing with my clit as he thrust in and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his ass and pulled him in tighter, shoving his cock in deeper. I started humping my hips, and we had made love like that for a long time. I heard walking upstairs and the toilet flushing, and still, he kept pounding me. The blood was rushing in my head, and my breathing quickened as I felt him increase the speed of his thrusts. Just then, I heard voices talking, and I said, "Sal, you have to cum; the game must be over."
As soon as I said that, I felt his tempo increase; he reached over and grabbed one and then two pillows, lifted my ass, and put the pillows under my ass. My pussy was just about straight up in the air, and he began pounding me straight down, harder and harder. Finally, I felt myself getting ready to cum, and then Sal came too. He arched his back, no sound came out of his mouth, but I felt him release yet another load into my pussy at the same time I orgasmed.
Then we just lay there spent. I felt his cock soften inside of me, and then it flopped out when it reached its flaccid state. My pussy was still throbbing, and I felt more juices, his and mine flow out of my pussy. I reached down and inserted my index finger. Sal was watching me, and then I took that finger out of my pussy and licked it. Sal, taking my cue, reached down with his finger and inserted it into my pussy, and then he too licked it off.
We both just smiled at each other, and then we got dressed and just sat side by side on the sofa bed, not saying anything. Between us, no words were needed. Then, finally, I felt him take my hand in his, and we held hands and watched the rest of the movie.
The game was over upstairs, but I felt, and I'm sure, that Sal thought that we scored more touchdowns than any of the two teams that were playing in the game today. So I looked over at him and said, "Before you go off to college, I want to show you the best way to make love to a pussy with just your tongue." So he just smiled and said, "I'll be looking forward to that lesson."
The End.