William smiled faintly, his gaze settling on his aunt as he relaxed, enjoying the way Sophia pampered him. Her hands were incredibly soft—softer even than those of any young girl. As she ran them over his body, the sensation was exquisite. The splashing water from the whirlpool tub gradually soaked her nightgown, making it cling to her curves, revealing her figure once again.William's eyes were glued to the way the wet fabric hugged her breasts, her nipples clearly visible through the thin material. A wave of heat surged through his body, and as Sophia finished washing his upper body and moved her hands lower, that heat only intensified.
His erection, impressive as ever, broke the surface of the water, standing tall and proud. The sight made Sophia jump slightly—how could something be that… formidable?
"Auntie, this tub is big enough for both of us. Why don't you join me?" William suggested suddenly.
"Absolutely not!" Sophia shot back, her voice firm. She couldn't believe he was even suggesting such a thing. It was one thing for her to help him wash, but bathing together? That was out of the question.
"What's wrong with that? We used to bathe together all the time," William said, feigning innocence.
"That was when you were little. Now…"
"It's the same thing! Come on, get in…" Before Sophia could finish, William grabbed her and pulled her into the tub. She wasn't expecting that, and with a startled yelp, she fell into the water.
With a splash, Sophia was completely submerged. Her already damp nightgown was now thoroughly soaked, clinging to her body like a second skin, practically transparent. Even the outline of her panties was clearly visible.
"You little brat! Are you trying to bully your aunt?" Sophia scolded, though there was no real anger in her voice.
"No, Auntie! I just thought you might be tired from helping me wash. Now, let me help you for a change," William replied, not the least bit sorry for what he'd done. He even reached out and grabbed her delicate hand.
"Don't even try it. I know exactly what you're up to…" Sophia snapped, quickly pulling her hand away. This boy was getting bolder by the minute!
"Auntie…" William's voice suddenly dropped, becoming low and earnest, stopping Sophia in her tracks as she tried to stand up.
"What is it?" she asked, momentarily taken aback.
"Your breasts… they're so beautiful…" William's eyes were locked onto her chest, his voice almost reverent.
Sophia was stunned into silence. What kind of thing was that to say?
"Can I touch them, Auntie? Please?" William's gaze was intense, fixed on the perfectly shaped breasts that were now fully revealed through the soaked fabric. They were every bit as magnificent as Claire's, if not more so.
Sophia couldn't believe her ears. Was this really happening?
"I'm feeling so… uncomfortable…" William added, his voice filled with a mix of desperation and longing. He looked at her with such pleading eyes that all the anger Sophia was about to unleash evaporated in an instant.
She sighed softly, taking in the sight of William's flushed face, his rock-hard erection, and the yearning in his eyes. How could she deny him?
"Will… do you have a girlfriend?" Sophia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"No…" William shook his head, confused as to why she was asking him this now.
"So… you've never… been with a woman?" Sophia hesitated, but she had to ask.
"No…" William shook his head again, though he didn't mention his recent, almost-intimate encounter with Claire. That wasn't something he could share with his aunt.
Sophia sighed once more. He was eighteen now, and given his background, any city boy his age would've already been with countless women. But here he was, still inexperienced, still innocent in so many ways. No wonder he was losing control like this.
"Alright… but you can only touch here, okay? Nowhere else," she finally said, knowing how difficult it was for a young man at his age to control himself. She loved him dearly—enough to let him have this small indulgence. After all, hadn't he touched her before when he was little?
"Okay…" William agreed quickly, his heart racing with excitement. He couldn't believe his aunt was actually allowing this.
Sophia slowly raised her right hand and slipped the strap of her nightgown off her shoulder, revealing one perfect, creamy breast.
Her skin was flawless, her nipple a soft pink, like a delicate, crystalline grape that begged to be tasted. William swallowed hard, feeling a strange, exhilarating sensation coursing through his body, almost as if a thousand ants were crawling under his skin. The need to touch her, to feel her softness, was overwhelming.
His hand trembled as he reached out, unable to move forward. Seeing his hesitation, Sophia, having already resigned herself to this, took his hand and placed it on her breast.
William's mind reeled. This was too good to be true!
As his hand made contact, Sophia shivered, feeling a jolt of electricity shoot through her body. She'd never experienced anything like this before.
Time seemed to stand still as they stayed like that for several seconds. William, lost in the sensation of her soft, supple flesh, gently squeezed, his mind spinning with the pleasure of it all.
Sophia let out a soft moan, barely audible, as she fought to keep her composure. Seeing the look of pure bliss on William's face, she whispered, "Does it feel good?"
"Yeah… but I'm still… uncomfortable…" William murmured, his voice thick with desire. He felt like he was floating, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful.
"Uncomfortable?" Sophia responded, confused by his words.
"Yeah, Auntie… it's down here… Can you help me, please?" William pleaded, pointing to his erection, which was now towering above the water, throbbing with need. The desire that had been stoked and then frustrated earlier was now at its peak.
Sophia's face flushed bright red. She knew exactly what he was asking, and while it was scandalous, she also understood that holding in such intense urges could be harmful at his age. With a deep breath, she reached out and wrapped her hands around his massive shaft, gently stroking him.
The moment she touched him, William couldn't hold back. Within seconds, he let out a sharp breath, and a thick stream of white fluid shot out, hitting Sophia squarely in the face, some of it even landing on her lips.
Sophia froze, her face a mixture of shock and disbelief. What had she just done?