10 comments/ 187104 views/ 55 favorites Aunt Heather Helps Out Ch. 01 By: vmmm "OUCH!!!" The cry escaped his lips despite his efforts at silence. The ring was biting into his flesh, bruising it into a red circle of pain. His attempts to slide it off had shot a fresh jolt of pain, making him cry out. "Dan? Are you alright?" Shit! Aunt Heather was at his bedroom door. Before he could move away, the door swung open and she rushed in with a concerned look. "OH My God! What have you done?" Her voice was low, almost a whisper, as she took in the incredulous scene of her nephew standing fully naked, his cock in a raging erection. She couldn't tear her eyes off his enlarged cock-head, purple and pulsating. Dan was holding his shaft close to the base, his face twisted in pain and shame. She rushed forward, the nurse in her taking over. "Move your hands, let me see" she commanded. Dan dropped his hands, ashamed and relieved at the same time. He was in great pain and at his wits end. Aunt Heather was a registered nurse at the local hospital. She would know how to deal with this mess he had gotten into. Heather couldn't believe her eyes. The boy had slipped a metal ring on his penis and the ring was too small for his erect size. The ring was lodged at the base of his cock, holding in the blood. The cock looked painfully beautiful, the veins on his thick shaft bulging and throbbing, capped with a huge bulb-like head. She took in his bare body, lean muscles under smooth skin, long legs and arms with barely any body hair. Even his pubic hair was scant and short, almost non-existent, making his balls look like pink eggs hanging in a delicate web. She drew in her breath, trying not to get overwhelmed by the sheer beauty and sensuality of youth. He wasn't really a boy anymore, 18 years old and in college. He was her husband Roger's nephew. Roger and his brother shared the same strict austere moral code, shunning alcohol, cigarettes or any other vices. They wanted the boy to follow in their footsteps and instead of letting him stay at the college dorm, Dan had to live with his uncle Roger and aunt Heather. Dan had hoped for freedom when he left home for college, thirsting to try the adventures his friends bragged about. But his Dad had made him select a college in the town where Uncle Roger lived, ensuring his continued supervision. Uncle Roger was even worse than his Dad. He and Aunt Heather had no kids, and he hadn't seen Uncle Roger smile or laugh once. The only saving grace was Aunt Heather. She had a kindly face and especially when Uncle Roger was not around her eyes would take on this mischievous twinkle as she teased him about his girlfriends, or lack thereof. She moved closer and held his length in her left hand; it's thick mass hot and pulsating, while she gently examined the skin around the ring. There was no way it would come off without the erection completely subsiding, and the way his cock throbbed in her hand it showed no sign of abating. Clearly he was in much pain, his eyes screwed shut now, probably embarrassed to death. Her right hand moved down, cupping his balls and lifting them up. They looked so clean and yummy. "We need to get your penis back to its normal size, Dan. Can you think of something frightening or disgusting to lose the erection?" "I tried, but it didn't work. It's probably half an hour now and I can't bear it anymore and it still won't go down" "Hmmm. Looks like you have to release your... hmm... you know... for it to subside. Did you try to... you know... like... help yourself?" Heather blushed as she searched for words. Living with her prudish husband for years had made her forget words like 'cum' and 'jerk off'. She suddenly felt a sense of rebellion and anger at her husband for years of joyless life. "I tried that too, Aunt Heather" he whined. "But I can't use my hands to... you know... because the skin near the ring hurts real bad." "Well, we'll have to use a different method then. Go to the shower and I'll be there in a minute." Dan was both ashamed and excited at Aunt Heather catching him like this. What did she mean by 'a different method'? He hadn't thought of her in a sexual way before. She always portrayed a capable, calm and sensible demeanor, the perennial nurse. She wasn't bad looking, thought. A bit plump, but with a flat tummy and decent sized breasts, she was definitely attractive. She had come into the room in her uniform, probably just back from work. Her outfit was knee length, with a belt around her waist. As she turned around and walked out, her hips swaying, Dan couldn't help wondering what her bare ass would look like. His cock raged in excitement shooting a fresh jolt of pain through his body. He slowly waddled to the shower, holding his dick trying to keep it from moving much. Heather walked as if in a dream. She'd noticed the boy's suppressed sexuality from the first day he moved in. He was gentle and soft spoken, almost too soft. Her initial fears of having to deal with a boisterous teenager were quickly replaced by a desire to smother him with love. But that was a distant dream in this house with Roger's puritan ways. Now she felt like events far beyond her wishes were unfolding. She quickly shed her uniform, a force of habit. She would always take it off as soon as she came back from the hospital and put it in the wash to prevent bringing infections into the house. She took off her stockings and picked her home clothes. What was she doing? She was going to feast on a beautiful naked young man and here she was, about to wear dowdy sweat pants and a loose thick t-shirt that hid all signs of femininity. No, enough was enough. She was going to be bold and naughty. Roger wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. She quickly took off her tight bra, her breasts springing forward, nipples hardening. She found the thin white t-shirt that she sometimes wore under a dress. It was tight and just long enough to cover her ass, barely so. She quickly glanced at herself in the mirror. In an impulsive flash she shed her panties, and bending forward to check the view in the mirror. A clear view of her clean shaven pussy was presented as the t-shirt rode up. God help me, she thought, shivering in excitement. Dan waited patiently in the shower. His cock was still stiff and erect. He cursed his naivety in slipping on the ring that a friend at college presented him, promising an erection the size and duration unprecedented. He looked down at the ring. It looked absurd at the base of his thick cock, crimping into it. He looked up in surprise as Aunt Heather suddenly appeared. He could see her bare legs and thighs, her t-shirt barely covering her pussy. Before he could ogle her more, she steered him away from her. "Face the wall and place your hands on the wall. Good, now spread your legs and bend down a bit. That's good." Dan was facing with his ass pointed towards her. God, what a nice ass, she thought. I'm going to get a piece of that. Quickly slipping on latex gloves on her right hand and applying a glob of Vaseline, she quickly inserted 2 fingers into his rectum before he could protest. "Ouch! Aunt Heather! What are you doing?" he yelled almost turning around. "Stay as you are" she commanded. "Do you want the ring off? Eh?" she taunted. "Have you heard of a prostrate massage?" she asked softly. Dan had heard of it but hadn't believed it possible. His aunt had her fingers facing forward towards his stomach wall and was gently kneading the base of his cock. Her other hand was caressing his ass cheek, moving down towards his balls till they cupped and kneaded them very gently. He could feel this deep urge arising within as her fingers continued to work their magic. "AAAGHH!" He yelled as he shot a huge wad of cum. Burst after burst of semen erupted out with a huge rush of pleasure and pain shaking his whole body. He couldn't believe the speed and intensity of his release. Today was a first for many events. Heather was fascinated by the way his body bucked and twisted as he shot his load. She had to use all her self-restraint to prevent herself from grabbing his cock as it erupted. Instead she let her left hand stay cupping his balls, holding them close to his body. When he was spent, she gently pulled out her fingers from his anus. Turning slowly to the sink she discarded her glove in the trash and bent forward to wash her hands, again a force of habit from her profession. She knew he would take the chance to look at her. She studiously avoided looking up into the mirror, focusing just on her hands and the soap and she wiggled her ass lightly to make sure the t-shirt was riding clear of the view she wanted to present. Her pussy was wet and she could feel the wetness seep out of her. God, he'd know now that she was really turned on. Dan felt like he was in heaven, basking in the afterglow of the orgasm, almost half asleep. He turned around to look at his aunt and his heart lurched in mid-step. Aunt Heather was leaning over the sink, her legs slightly parted. Her ass was the most beautiful object he'd ever seen. Her legs were clean shaven and shapely. He couldn't take his eyes off her ass. It was moving slightly now as she moved her hands and that's when he realized he had missed what was staring right in front of him. He could see her pussy! It was pink and slightly puffy, parted just a crack and clean shaven. It was glistening and he could see a white drop of liquid at the tip of her cunt, slowly dripping down. Not only was his aunt really hot, she was hot for him! Heather knew she had his full attention by now. She wasn't sure how to proceed. His cock would be too sore for him to fuck her. At the same time she badly wanted to touch his thick manhood. She wasn't yet sure if she could rely on him to keep this a secret from her husband. No, she would have to take this slow. She turned around, a blank expression on her face. "How does it feel now?" she asked in a professional tone, as if examining a patient. Stepping forward she took his dick in her hand. A drop of cum still clung at the tip. She calmly spread it onto his dick, holding it like the handle of a pan. "Hasn't yet reduced much in size, has he?" she asked, looking at him sharply. "No.." muttered Dan "How could it when you're teasing me like this?" he thought. Aunt Heather was right in front of him and her breasts were pressed against the tight t-shirt. Her nipples were poking out, screaming for attention. He almost leaned forward to caress them. "Do you want me to help you with getting the ring off?" she asked, withdrawing her hand, as if her work was done. "Yes, please... Aunt Heather" Dan pleaded. "And what should I tell your Uncle when he gets home?" Dan was horrified at this thought. Uncle Roger would most likely ground him, give him a long lecture on the sins of masturbation and most likely inform his father too. "Please Aunt Heather... please don't mention this to him. Can't we keep this our secret? Please... " His fear of Uncle Roger and the fact that he'd already shot his load was finally bringing Dan's cock to its normal flaccid state. Heather smiled inwards at his fear. Now he wouldn't dare go to her husband. She was sure Dan was attracted to her, but wanted him to make the first move. "Ok, I'll keep this between us." she said sternly as if still considering the alternative. "Let me get the ring off and tend to the bruised skin." Spreading some Vaseline gently around his bruised skin, she slowly eased the ring towards the tip of his penis. She still marveled at his girth and the size of his penis head. Even flaccid it was a handful, definitely a lot thicker than her husbands. The ring was now stuck at the neck of his bulb-like penis head. Wrapping one hand around his shaft tightly to keep his skin from pulling and hurting where it was bruised, Heather pulled the ring over his penis head with the other hand, caressing the whole length of the penis in the process. She couldn't wait to get another chance at his cock when it would be hard. All in good time she thought. Dan was scared and excited at the same time. He was acutely aware of the forbidden nature of what was transpiring, and on the one hand he was mortified at the thought of his Uncle catching him, and on the other excited at the sight and closeness of his Aunt Heather. She looked very professional and displayed no emotions, but he suspected that there was more to it than met the eye. She wouldn't be dressed like this otherwise he thought, admiring her nipples protruding in front of him, her hands slowly extracting the ring. He put his arms on her shoulders for support as he winced with pain. Aunt Heather's hair was in his face, the smell of her shampoo drawing him in. He wanted to just hold her and hug her, kiss her all over. His cock began to lurch at the sight and smells, growing in his Aunt's hands. The thought that she would sense his cock hardening right in her hands excited him even more and brought his hardness to an erect attention. Heather couldn't believe her eyes. The boy's meat was jerking and stretching, growing in size and rigidity as she held it. It was hardly a couple of minutes since his release. Good Lord! She imagined making love to him, making him explode within her, and then hold him in position for the few minutes it would take for him to harden again. Was that even possible? Heather drew back her hands and steadied herself. Things were moving too fast and she needed time. Moreover the skin at the base of his penis was badly bruised. "Ahem... Shouldn't you be giving it a rest so that it heals up? Look, the skin is swollen and bruised. Let me put on some cotton dressing to prevent any more damage." She quickly wrapped his erect cock with cotton gauze bandaging, maneuvering her hands to prevent it from knocking it around as she wrapped his base and pulled the ends around his waist and tied it behind his back to prevent it from falling off when his erection subsided. "You should take rest and we'll check on the progress tomorrow, ok?" she said, still looking at his cock, keeping her professional nurse tone and persona intact, walking away though internally she yearned to linger. "Sure, Aunt Heather.... Thanks" Dan stammered, his emotions in turmoil. She looked so strict and unresponsive, yet she had looked so sexy in the tee shirt. What would 'check the progress' entail? He couldn't wait till tomorrow. Heather headed straight to her bathroom, her finger already stroking her hard button with the flowing juices, as she closed her eyes under the steaming water and brought back the vision of young Dan and his throbbing hot meat in her hand, growing thicker, and thicker. It didn't take long for her own hardness to flower in the shower. Aunt Heather Helps Out Ch. 02 Heather lay, deep in thought. Her husband Roger snored beside her. It was a long time since she felt this alive, as if a sleeping dragon within her had awoken, breathing fire. Earlier in the evening she had caught her husband's nephew Dan naked with a gigantic erection. He needed help removing a metal ring stuck around his penis and as a nurse she was glad to provide professional help. Remembering his thick shaft in her hands, she knew she had to take full advantage of this opportunity. An 18 year old cute male with an untapped libido, just waiting for the picking! Just thinking about it made her feel hot and restless. She took a deep breath to calm herself. She had to play this right, making sure her husband suspected nothing and controlling the boy so that he would give chase without realizing how badly she wanted him. Dan had come to stay with them 3 months ago. His father and Roger were brothers who shared a puritan lifestyle, shunning all vices. They wished Dan to follow their footsteps and that's how he ended up coming here to stay with his Uncle Roger and Aunt Heather while going to college. Dan was a sweet, well-behaved kid. Heather was quite surprised when she had heard cries of pain from his room earlier and found him with the ring around his cock. Of course, a boy his age would play with himself and experiment a bit. However living with her husband Roger for 7 years had made her forget about fun and adventure in sex. In fact she had almost lost interest in sex since they indulged in it so infrequently. Heather worked shifts at the local hospital as a nurse. The next day she had the day shift from 8am to 4pm. That left her just a couple of hours in the afternoon till Roger got home. If she played it right, Dan would seek her out tomorrow. The following day she had the evening shift, which meant she would have ample time during the day for him. She went over her plans once more and feeling content she willed herself to sleep. Dan was tossing and turning in his bed in the next room. He had led a sheltered life under the strict supervision of his father and now his uncle. This meant he did not get to go out with girls or experience much with sex or booze or any of the other things his friends were enjoying away from home. One of his friends had boasted about how great the sex had been with a ring around his dick – it had been thicker and harder and lasted so long that the girl had squealed in orgasms twice! He had a pack of the rings and gave one to Dan, feeling sorry for him. Thinking back, trying that ring hadn't been a good idea. Dan had a fairly hard time just slipping it on, and had gotten hard quickly in the process only to realize that it was too small for his erection. It dug into his skin bruising and tearing it. Half an hour later Aunt Heather had come home, hearing his moans of pain come into his room to check and caught him naked with a full erection. She'd helped him with a prostate massage to release him and slipped off the ring as his cock went limp. Just in time too. Having her in such proximity, handling his dick in her beautiful fingers, her head bent to examine it, her fragrant hair in his face, her breasts within inches of his grasp as they pressed against her tee-shirt, he had quickly regained his hardness and girth, right in her hands. Thoughts of his Aunt Heather still filled his mind. She had kept a professional aloofness and bandaged the torn skin, as if he was one of her routine patients lying limp in bed, ignoring the thick, throbbing meat at full mast begging for attention. Still Dan could not get her out of his mind. She had changed out of her uniform into a thin tee, her nipples poking out beyond big breasts that strained the cloth taut. Her legs were smooth and shapely, the thighs somewhat thick but still very, very sexy. God, he wished she wasn't his Aunt. He dreamed of making love to her, wooing and dating her. She would be a teaching assistant as school in this dream, and he her ardent pupil. His cock was throbbing now in a raging tower and the injured skin at the base of his shaft seared with pain. He couldn't risk jerking off, the skin could tear again. He lay frustrated in bed, thinking of ways to bed his Aunt. She had mentioned checking on him the next day. He needed to make sure she got a chance to be alone with him when Uncle Roger was not around. Uncle Roger's schedule was very predictable, but Aunt Heather worked 3 different shifts and he did not know her schedule for tomorrow. He hoped to find out at breakfast the next morning. The next morning he found Aunt Heather in her uniform at the breakfast table, which meant she had the day shift and would be back by 4:30pm. He had to make sure he got home in time. He kept his head down and gulped down the cereal, afraid that looking at Aunt Heather would bring on another erection and make things pretty uncomfortable for him with his Uncle right in front. Dan got home by 4pm. He quickly went to the bathroom and freshened up. He paced nervously in his room waiting for Aunt Heather to get home. How could he approach her? He realized that staying cooped up in his room wouldn't help. He had to make sure his aunt knew he was home. He went downstairs just as Aunt Heather got in from work. "Hi Dan! How are you doing today?" "Much better, Aunt Heather" Dan replied. Aunt Heather was making her way upstairs, which meant he had to do something real quick. "Aunt Heather?" he called. "I have a question... " "Sure" she said, stopping at the foot of the stairs. "Do we need to change the bandage? I haven't taken a shower yet and wasn't sure if I should just shower with the bandage on or take it off....?" Heather felt her heart make a small leap. Good, he was making the right moves, even trying "we" to change the bandage. "Of course the bandage should be changed often. I expected you to change it this morning itself." "Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I don't have any of the supplies either and haven't done this before... Could you please check and see if it has healed, Aunt Heather?" "Hmmm... OK, I could do that" Heather said trying to make it sound like an annoyance. "Why don't you take that shower and use plenty of soap to clean those areas and come to my room. I have the kit there." As she turned and headed up, Dan was thrilled at the success so far. Aunt Heather hadn't encouraged him but she hadn't rejected him either. He followed her upstairs, looking up at her swaying ass and shapely legs. She had slipped off her work shoes at the door and her feet looked pretty in stockings. Before he could ogle too much, she went into her room. Dan quickly went into his room, slipped out of his clothes and headed into the shower. "Plenty of soap" she had said. Did this mean she planned a close inspection? A bulge was the prompt answer. Heather smiled to herself. So far things had worked out even better than she anticipated. She waited till she heard the shower running. She unlocked the bedroom door and left it just a tiny bit ajar. Then she proceeded to the attached bathroom, leaving the door wide open. She stripped completely and loosened her hair, letting it fall to her shoulders. Normally she would hang the towel on the shower door. Today she hung it on the wall ensuring a clear view to the whole shower stall. She waited, turning her shower on just as she heard the shower turn off in Dan's bathroom. She chuckled - the boy had finished his shower in less than 5 minutes. Keeping the water lukewarm to prevent steaming she slowly let the water run all over before starting on the shampoo. Dan quickly wiped himself dry. He was ready to go to Aunt Heather's bedroom. He debated on what to wear. If she was going to examine him and put on fresh bandage there was no point getting fully clothed. In any case she had seen him butt naked the day before. He thought of wearing shorts but his raging erection posed a problem. Finally he decided to wear a loose unbuttoned shirt that kind of covered his erection and carried his shorts in his hands, just in case Uncle Roger came home early. Dan paused at Aunt Heather's bedroom door. The door was ajar and he could hear the shower running in the bathroom. "Aunt Heather?" He called out, tentatively, almost as an excuse for entering. Hearing no reply, he entered the bedroom. He could hear the shower running and looked expectantly. The sight that met his eyes was beyond any visions of Aunt Heather he had conjured up in his dreams. She stood facing him in the shower with her eyes screwed shut, her hands raised up to her hair as she massaged the shampoo into the scalp. The water fell on her lower back and Dan was offered a clear view of Aunt Heather magnificent breasts jingle as she moved her hands back and forth, the nipples puffy and erect. Her pussy was clean shaven and looked tiny framed by her wide hips. Her hips swayed slightly as she worked the shampoo. Dan was mesmerized, his hand instinctively reaching for his swollen dick as he struggled to keep from stroking it. He suddenly realized that his Aunt would catch him red-handed with his dick in his hand if she opened her eyes. He almost turned to head out when Aunt Heather turned to face the shower and wash her hair. Any thoughts of leaving were banished as the sight of her beautiful ass captivated him. Aunt Heather's ass was just big enough to not be considered big, luscious and juicy enough to make Dan almost come right then and there. He just held his throbbing length hoping that he would last this incredible show without spilling cum all over his Uncle and Aunt's bedroom carpet. Heather was sure the boy would be spying on her. If he wasn't peeping through the ajar door, he must be in the bedroom. She didn't want to look his way or show any indication of awareness of his presence. She was getting hot and wet down there just thinking of the effect she must be having on him, wanting to see and hold his throbbing meat. She took her time washing herself, making sure her posture and actions presented a sexy show. Satisfied that she must have him hooked by now, she stopped the shower and toweled herself dry quickly and stepped into the adjacent walk-in closet. She donned a knee length terry robe, tying it loosely around her waist ensuring a good view of her breasts when she leaned forward. When she stepped out into the bedroom, Dan was still standing there awestruck and fumbling. Luckily he had dropped his hand away from the swollen mass that jutted out in front of him. "Dan! How long have you been here?" asked Aunt Heather in a surprised tone. "Er... I just came in, Aunt Heather" he mumbled, looking down sheepishly. "Hmm... then why is your penis in an erection?" she demanded, her arms akimbo. "Sorry, Aunt Heather... I've never been naked in the company of a woman, and I get excited very quick" Heather felt like running up to him and hugging him. He looked so naïve and adorable, his lean body in contrast with his massive erection. Not yet Heather, she told herself, not yet. "OK, lie down on the bed and let me see if the skin has healed" Heather said in her professional hospital bedside manner. Dan quickly hopped on the bed and lay face up, relieved at not getting caught for his peeping tom act. His dick was rock hard now in anticipation of Aunt Heather's inspection, the cock head blooming like a mushroom on a thick stalk. He could barely contain himself, his cock hot and pulsating as he held his breath in excitement. Heather stood by the bed and gently held his shaft, her thumb and forefinger on the mushroom head while the other fingers barely encircled his thick shaft and pulled the foreskin upwards. She brushed her hair behind her ears to prevent them from falling in front of her face, and leaning over, gently examined the bruised skin at the base of his penis. The sheer beauty of his phallus and scrotum hit her, marred by the wounded skin around the base. She cupped his balls in her other hand, moving the penis side to side as she examined all around it. The skin was healing quite well, though it was still too early for his cock to engage in vigorous action. She could sense that the boy was in a state of excitement and teased him by pulling his foreskin and fondling his bulblike cockhead at the pretense of examining the wound. Her face was inches from his massive meat pillar, her breath blowing softly on his balls. She wanted to taste him badly, his beautiful smooth skin encased in thick hard hot meat begging to be licked and swallowed. Dan looked down at Aunt Heather as she examined him. She looked so hot, her beautiful hands around his dick and her face so close, he tried to imagine how she would look with her lips wrapped around it. As she leaned forward, her loose robe fell forward revealing a good portion of her big breasts. Dan could feel his cock throbbing and Aunt Heather was almost stroking him now moving his dick around in circles as she looked at the base closely. All this proved too much for him. His pelvis jerked as he suddenly erupted, a big blob of cum arcing back and landing on his smooth stomach, followed by a series of jerks and blobs. He was too petrified to make a sound or enjoy his release fully, worried about Aunt Heather's reaction. He looked at her and saw that she was smiling at his discomfort. "Is this how you reward me, young man?" she asked with a look of mischief to show she wasn't upset. "I'm sorry, Aunt Heather. I get excited very fast. That's why I tried the ring... my friend said I would last longer, but it was too painful..." "Yes, your penis is a lot thicker than normal... I'm sure you'll make a girl real happy with it if you could learn how to control it" "I've never been with a girl... and I'm real scared about making a fool of myself. Please help me Aunt Heather, I have no one else to turn to" Heather looked at the pleading boy and smiled inwardly in satisfaction. Things were going very well indeed. Now was her chance... "I don't think your Uncle Roger would approve... and I would be going against his wishes by teaching you these things..." "Please Aunt Heather... please. I swear I won't tell anyone. My friends already make fun of me, and I don't stand a chance without some help. I'll do anything you ask me to... anything..." Heather knew she had him now. Donning her most serious expression she said "All right, but you have to promise to obey me completely, and never reveal these lessons to another soul" "I promise Aunt Heather, I swear" Dan said, looking relieved and happy. "Ok, stay as you are. Let me get a towel and wipe you up" Heather quickly returned with a warm moist hand towel that she used to clean him up efficiently. After depositing the towel in the laundry basket she returned and stood by the bed again, a look of concentration on her face. "We need to work on your excitability and get it in control. Here's what I'd like you to do. Stay as you are and try to get as relaxed and calm as possible. Count mentally as you breathe, counting one-two as you breathe in, and exhaling out to the count of four. This yoga breathing exercise will help you relax, exhaling twice as long as you inhale." Heather stood watching as Dan began a steady rhythm of breathing. His penis was still swollen, though no longer stiff and erect. It lay limp on his stomach and moved as he breathed rhythmically. Now's my chance to finally feast on this beauty, she thought to herself. "Good, now that you are relaxed, I'm going to try to get you excited. You need to keep focused on your breathing. It'll help you stay calm and since you just had a release, you should be able to last longer than usual" Dan could not believe his good luck. Not only had Aunt Heather agreed to help him, she had started off right away. As he watched, she turned around facing away from him, opened the robe, let it slowly fall off her shoulders. His aunt now stood fully naked, within reach, her shapely ass and legs drawing his full attention. Spying on her from afar as she took the shower earlier had been the best treat in his life, but now here she was, willingly baring herself to him at such close quarters. His limp cock jerked into life, his steady rhythm of breathing forgotten. "Are you staying focused on your breathing?" asked Heather, still facing the other way. "Sorry, Aunt Heather... I forgot" mumbled Dan. "That won't do" said Heather sternly "if you are not an obedient student, we can stop the lesson" "I really sorry, Aunt Heather... I've never seen anyone so beautiful before..." he mumbled, blushing. Heather smiled to herself, still facing the other way. "Ok, I'll let it slide this time. Stay focused on your breathing and close your eyes. No matter what, do not open your eyes or lose that rhythm of breathing till I tell you to" she ordered. Waiting till she heard his steady exhale, she turned and approached him. His manhood was semi-erect, still quite thick and swollen. She traced her fingertips slowly from his shoulders across his bare chest and stomach, snaking their way to his crotch. Ignoring the cock, she continued down his thighs till she reached his feet. "Keep the rhythm" she reminded as he drew his breath tight at the stimulation. She worked her way back up, this time working up the inner thighs, and found a thick, erect mass of meat rewarding her efforts. Grasping the shaft firmly with her left hand, she rested one knee between his legs and lowered her head to his manhood. "No peeking and keep the rhythm" she reminded again sternly. Her pussy was wet and hot, the clit begging for attention. She covered her pussy with her right hand, slowly inserting her middle finger into the wetness, drawing up the lubrication to stroke her swollen clit. Her senses were at overload, her hand gripping the boy's thick hardness, it's throbbing heat matching her hot button, while it's sight and smell drew her in. Inhale one-two, exhale one-two-three-four, Dan repeated this over and over in his head trying hard to ignore all the sensations that were screaming through him. First the light caressing of his aunt's beautiful fingers, which even though he couldn't see, he could visualize very well. He'd almost lost track of the count hadn't Aunt Heather reminded him. It was like mom's having eyes at the back of their head. She seemed to know just when he would lose track of the breathing. His dick was painfully hard, the dull ache of getting hard so soon after a release, the sharper pain where his aunt gripped the bruised skin tight, preventing it from getting pulled. Now he could feel her breath on his penis, like her face was an inch away from it. It's probably another test he thought, trying to blank everything out. Inhale one-two, exhale... shit! The most exquisite feeling overwhelmed him as he felt soft moist heat cover his penis head. His aunt was sucking on his dick! He badly wanted to see this incredible sight. He'd tried to imagine it earlier but just couldn't conjure up the vision. The feeling was unlike he had ever experienced before. One moment she would be sucking it hard, the next her tongue was playing gently around the ridges on his mushroom top, the next her teeth sinking gently into his flesh before turning back into a strong suction motion. He arched his back as the sensation began to turn into an uncontrollable urge, holding his breath in, the count long forgotten, his eyes still screwed shut lest Aunt Heather stop what she was doing. "I'm going to come... Aaagh!" he moaned as he erupted, jerking in small thrusts, aware of Aunt Heather head still wrapped around his dick, horrified that he had just emptied into her mouth. Heather knew her nephew was about to ejaculate. She could feel the excitement in her groin, grinding her swollen clit against her finger as the boy jerked up and down. His cock was so thick! It filled her mouth and the tip felt so wonderfully succulent, it's relative softness contrasting his rock hard shaft. She felt the salty taste as she swallowed his cum. Luckily, this was round two and watered down. She was sure the first round would have gagged her. She didn't want him to catch her fingering herself. Aunt Heather Helps Out Ch. 02 Reluctantly withdrawing her hand, she drew back and looked at his face. His eyes were still tightly shut, an expression of fear and angst back on his face. Good, she could use this. "You forgot the rhythm, didn't you?" she asked sternly. "Yes..." he muttered, eyes still shut. "Keep your eyes closed and get back to the rhythm, but this time do it with your mouth open and your tongue hanging out" she ordered. "I thought your penis was ready for training, but it appears that it does not deserve my attention as yet. We need to start with baby steps, and you need a lesson in discipline." Grabbing his head by his hair, Heather straddled his face, positioning her wet pussy over his tongue. "Now lick whatever is presented to you, and don't you dare open your eyes or change your breathing rhythm." She moved her pussy slowly around, positioning it as the boy got used to licking it. He was still not breathing right, but at least his eyes were tight shut. "Lick it slow and long" she commanded, positioning her clit in the prime spot. He had potential, she thought. He didn't flinch and seemed to be enjoying it, even the breathing was slowly returning to normal. "Faster and harder" she barked, her own breathing getting shorter as her pussy began to shudder. This was a treat long overdue, her planning and fantasizing was coming to fruition. "Aaagh!" she screamed, pushing her pussy down hard onto this face, her hands tightly grabbing his hair and keeping his head pressed against her. Her orgasm hit her in waves, her body jerking with each wave, and the stimulation at her clit was too much. She pushed herself away from his tongue, still working furiously, his face now flushed with exertion and her pressure. He stopped, realizing with pride that he had just helped his Aunt Heather have her release. "Can I open my eyes?" he asked, looking like a puppy expecting a treat after a trick. "Not yet" she said, her voice softer than before. She stepped away from him and donned her robe. "Now" she said, looking at him with amusement. "Aunt Heather, that was wonderful! I know I messed up, but I swear I'll do better" Heather took in the sight of his bare body again. She couldn't wait to get his thickness inside her, but she couldn't betray her thoughts to him. Putting on her stern front she nodded "Ok, we'll continue tomorrow. I have the morning off and we'll start with baby steps till you show me full obedience. Now off to your room and do not play with your penis, the skin is still healing." Dan bounced off the bad. He couldn't believe his good luck. In an impulsive flash, he hugged his Aunt tight and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Anything you say, Aunt Heather. I worship you" Looking at his bare butt as he bounded out, Heather mused at her own good fortune. Tomorrow... hmm, I can't wait, she thought to herself as she headed to the shower to clean up before her husband came home. Aunt Heather Helps Out Ch. 03 Dan was quite pleased with his progress. In two days he had experienced more sex than the entire sum of his eighteen years of existence. His strict upbringing had denied him the freedom to hang out with girls and create opportunities for such encounters. In fact the only experience he had was some kissing and fondling, and he hadn't seen a real live naked woman till he saw Aunt Heather yesterday. Man, was he lucky! She was a teenager's dream mature woman, with big breasts and a full body, her wide hips framing thin pussy lips that made the opening look tiny. He had licked her to orgasm, but his eyes were closed and he couldn't get a close view of her wonderful honey-pot. He wondered how it would feel to insert his hardness into it. Would it hurt? What if he ejaculated as soon as he entered her? This was a real possibility, and one that he worried about quite a bit. Based on his experience masturbating, and with the little exposure he had with Aunt Heather, it didn't take much at all for him to spill the seed. Aunt Heather had promised to teach him how to control his anxiety. She'd shown him breathing techniques to calm him down, but a little excitement was all it took to make him forget about breathing altogether. He realized that Aunt Heather was exploiting him in a way, utilizing him for her own sexual fulfillment, but he was ready to play along till he had gained enough skills and prowess to turn the tables. He imagined fucking her hard and long, over and over again till she begged him to stop. His dick was now rock hard imagining his aunt's face twisted in pain and pleasure, her big breasts bouncing back and forth as he pounded her. He resisted the urge to grab his dick and play with it. It was still healing from the wounds he had unwittingly incurred by slipping on a metal cock ring that was too small for him. That had led to discovery by his aunt, who had helped him, and promised to help him more. Today was a big day. His aunt had the evening shift at work as a nurse at the local hospital, which meant she was at home the whole day and his uncle would leave for work soon. Then he would have Aunt Heather to himself. He brushed and showered, cleaning up in anticipation of intimacy. Donning jeans and a casual shirt in case his uncle was still around, he headed downstairs to the kitchen. Heather was daydreaming, thinking of ways to fully capitalize on this naive eighteen year old nephew of her husband's. She was captivated by his lithe and graceful form, lean arms and legs with soft, light hair, a cute, fairly commonplace face, cute bum and a thick, hot, hard dick. It had caught her by surprise the day she found him whimpering in his bedroom with the ring around it. It surprised her yesterday when she wrapped her hands around it and then her mouth salivated on it. It was thick and capped with a big mushroom head that filled her mouth. God, she was getting horny just thinking about it. "Good Morning, Aunt Heather" Dan called out. He was cheerful, looking around and not finding his uncle. "Hey, Dan. I was just thinking about you. About helping you out, you know" "Yes, Aunt Heather. I'm ready for your coaching" "Good. Lets start the day off with a healthy breakfast. Why don't you strip completely and sit at the dining table" "Strip...?" Dan wasn't sure he heard the words right. "Yes" said Aunt Heather in a stern voice. "Remember you promised to obey me completely. You need to get comfortable being naked in the presence of a woman. You are not allowed to touch your penis or to stimulate it in any way by stroking or rubbing it against anything without my permission. Now off with the clothes and come here so that I can check your wound" Dan quickly took off his clothes. His cock was already rising, half erect at the thought of exhibiting himself to Aunt Heather. As he walked over to the dining table where Aunt Heather sat, his dick hardened to an erect attention, jutting out proudly. Aunt Heather held the tip of his dick in her palm, her beautiful fingers encircling it and pulling it up like she was changing gears on an automobile stick-shift. Her other hand lightly cupped his sac as she moved his shaft around examining the skin all around. Yesterday he had shot his load at just this stimulation. He willed himself to look away and take a deep breath. Exhaling slowly he felt his pulse calm down. Good, he had to learn how to control his body and prevent it from shooting a load at the slightest provocation. "Good, it looks a lot better. I think you may even be ready for some light exercise" Aunt Heather said, her voice still clinical. Heather was proud of the boy. He was obedient and trying hard to control his excitement by following the breathing exercises she had made him practice yesterday. Just holding his hot meat in her hand had made her wet. She wanted to push up against him and fill her wetness with his thick stump. She knew he wouldn't last more than a few seconds. She'd thought about it last night and had a remedy in mind. "I'm going to apply this ointment on your penis. It is a local anesthetic and it will take a couple of minutes to take effect. Your penis will feel numb and some men lose their erection as a result. But in your case it might be just the cure for your excitability" Putting on gloves to prevent the ointment from touching her hands, Heather applied a generous layer on his throbbing shaft and bulbous penis head. It looked gorgeous in its glistening glory. "Now sit down while I get you some cereal. And remember, only I decide what touches your penis" Disposing the glove, Heather watched as Dan settled at the breakfast table. His erection was still pointing up at a 45 degree angle as he sat, the bulb head still huge and glistening under the glass table top. Heather was a bit worried that he would lose his erection without sufficient stimulation as the anesthetic worked its way. Without a word she pulled her thick tee-shirt off. Her breasts jingled with the motion, the nipples hardening at the sudden motion and excitement. She continued with taking her sweatpants and panties off, till she stood fully naked. "Remember, no touching your penis" she repeated, as she casually walked over to the cabinet to get the cereal. Her moves were slow and deliberate, hips swaying for effect. She reached up to get a bowl and walked back slowly to the dining table and set it down. Dan could feel his cock throbbing like a little motor was humming in it. He badly wanted to just grab his sexy Aunt and ravage her. Her cool manner and deliberate movements were making him go crazy. "I've got to hold on and learn to control myself, and once I've learned the ropes, she's mine" he consoled himself. Aunt Heather was by his side, laying the bowl in front of him. She put her arm on his shoulder and pressed her pelvis against his arm, moving a bit closer till the tip of her clean shaven pussy was rubbing the ball of his shoulder. She slowly opened the cereal box and again gripping his shoulder with one arm, leaned to pour the cereal into his bowl with the other. Her breasts were caressing the top and side of his face, and Dan instinctively turned to face them, leaving his shoulder anchored for his aunts pussy to rub against. She hadn't said anything about not touching her, and before she could protest, Dan dug his face into her breasts, while his free hand grabbed one of the breasts. He was surprised at how soft and tender the breasts felt. Cupping the large orb in one hand he searched and found the hard nipple with his tongue. Gently licking it, he felt it harden even more. Aunt Heather had put the cereal box down and now had her hand around his neck, her pussy still rubbing up and down, while she used the other hand to guide his head to her breasts. He could feel her wet fluids on his shoulder now. She was sighing softly as he alternated from one breast to another, his tongue flicking from one nipple to the other. Somehow his Aunts arousal helped Dan to stay calm. It may have been the anesthetic numbing his dick, or the fact that he was now the provider and his Aunt the needy, in any case Dan felt calm as he gently caressed the contours of her breast, his shoulder pressed against her throbbing mound, as he lightly played with her nipples with his tongue and lips. Heather couldn't believe how hot and carried away she was suddenly feeling. Just being near him was proving to be difficult. She had to calm down and get back in control. Pulling herself away, she looked sharply at his hands. Both were on the table and not touching his dick. He was showing remarkable restraint and self control! Without betraying her disappointment and excitement, she turned toward the fridge to get the milk. She walked slowly. She had to get a hold of herself. She reached the fridge and opened the double door, one hand on each handle, her butt sticking back as she leaned a bit forward. She could feel her wet pussy lips part, and her clit was stone hard as the cold fridge air wafted over. She waited a bit for the scene to have an effect on Dan, and then slowly took the milk bottle and headed back to him. Dan was having the time of his life. All his life he had been ordered around by his strict Dad. He knew that under the guise of teaching and controlling him, his Aunt was really desperate to get him. She was putting on a really sexy show, her big beautiful ass silhouetted against the open fridge, her wet pussy peeking under the spread legs. He was aware that his dick was still rock hard, still pointing up, but he didn't feel the usual rush of excitement and anxiety that led to premature endings. "Aunt Heather, I'm going to have you" he thought to himself, taking care to not look smug. Heather deliberately stayed aloof from him as she poured the milk. Leaving the bottle on the table, she slowly went to unload the dishwasher from last nights wash. Perfect opportunity for a lot of bending and posing, she smiled to herself. Taking her time she slowly unloaded the top rack, placing items onto the counter one by one, swaying back and forth, her breasts bouncing and nipples still hard. She took care to studiously avoiding looking at him the whole time, imagining the effect she was having on him. She imagined him drooling at the sight, unable to reach down and stroke his hard cock. "Can I help, Aunt Heather?" Heather was startled at finding Dan right behind her. She tried to hide her surprise and continued with the dishes as Dan placed his cereal bowl in the sink and stood right by her side, his hip brushing hers. As she leaned forward to pick up the next dish, Heather couldn't ignore his thick glistening dick hovering by her side. Dan took care to keep his dick from touching Aunt Heather, while keeping it dangerously close to her where she couldn't ignore it. His hand rested on her ass, and squeezing it lightly he moved his fingers into the crack brushing past her puckered asshole. He sensed an intake of breath from his aunt when his fingers caressed her back-door. Hmmm... something to take note of, he thought and continued downward to the moist pussy lips. Gently he pressed his middle finger into her lips, feeling its way into her moist heat. Dan knew his aunt was very much aroused. Her breathing was uneven, and her wet throbbing pussy betrayed her. He continued to torment her by gently rubbing her while keeping his erection in her sight but not touching her or anything else as per her instructions. He withdrew his finger from her pussy, tracing its way back to her flared asshole. His finger, still dripping with her juices, rested on her tightly closed rear hole, the juices wetting her opening, his finger spreading the heat and wetness around her tight dark rim. Heather was in unchartered territory. She hadn't experienced stimulation around her anus before. Her husband Roger kept safe distance as if it were an unclean area. The boy had teased her pussy and was now playing with her butt hole again, this time the moist heat and pressure was so exhilarating, she almost collapsed. She could no longer carry on with unloading the dishes, her eyes glued on his thick mass of meat parading around her. She grabbed his shaft, unable to control her urges anymore. "Do you feel any pain around the base?" she asked, her voice a little jagged from her strained breathing. "No, Aunt Heather, I can barely feel a thing" "Good, then insert your penis into my vagina and lets see how you do" Heather gasped, barely holding on to the professional pretext. Aunt Heather let go of his dick and held the counter with both hands, her feet shoulder width apart, her ass pushed back and up, positioning her pussy for rear entry. The sight of his aunt in this doggy posture was extremely sexy, and Dan tried hard to keep breathing normal. He kept his middle finger pressed against Aunt Heather's asshole, he knew it was very erotic for her. He positioned his dick against his aunts pussy lips and heard her sharp intake of breath as he pushed inwards and sunk into her. Heather expected Dan's cock to feel fuller than what she was used to with Roger, but the sudden fullness of his hot meat overwhelmed her. He was thicker than she expected and she could feel her pussy strain at his width. He was gentle in his thrusts, as if conducting an experiment and measuring each step. His finger continued to play with her asshole and now it was applying more pressure. She relaxed her anal muscles and felt his finger slide in, the combined sensation of his girth grinding her and the finger pressing in brought her to the brink of orgasm. "Yes! Yes! Fill me up! Fill me up with your precious cum" Aunt Heather was writhing and pushing against him, one of her hands stroking her clit. The sight of his aunt in passion was beginning to affect Dan and he knew he would not be able to hold on much longer. His strokes became more frequent and forceful, and he felt Aunt Heather tighten around him as she came. His explosion came almost as a surprise to him with the anesthetic still numbing him. He held on to Aunt Heather's waist with one hand while the other stayed firmly at her base with the finger inserted in her butt. "YES! Yes! Fill me up! Don't waste a drop" Heather implored as her orgasm came in waves, almost in synchronization with Dan's squirts of semen erupting inside her. "Don't pull out" she cried. "Just stay there. It feels so good and I don't want the semen spilling out." "But what if you get pregnant, Aunt Heather?" Dan asked. Uncle Roger and Aunt Heather were married seven years and did not have any kids as yet, and he'd never bothered to think or ask why. "I've always wanted to have kids. But your uncle has a low sperm count and he won't consider any medical procedures to help with a pregnancy either. With him it's either the natural way or no way" Heather looked pained as she said this. The issue of kids had been a cause for deep unhappiness in her marriage and had driven her and Roger apart. "I guess you share the same genes as your uncle, or at least some of his genes. He'll think it's his child, though we haven't had sex in a while..." Dan couldn't imagine having a wife like Aunt Heather and not having sex. If she was his wife, he would fuck her every night. Maybe even more than once a night, he thought to himself. "I'll marry you, Aunt Heather. I mean if you want to leave Uncle Roger" Dan said earnestly. Heather was touched by his naive sincerity. The boy was a keeper, but she couldn't ruin his life. "That's very sweet of you, Dan, but I think it's better for you to discover the joys this world has to offer. I'm twice your age, and Roger is a good man. He can be a bit too virtuous and stuck up, but he loves me. I better trick him into having sex with me soon though, in case I get pregnant..." All this while Dan's finger stayed lodged in his aunts butt hole, while his dick stayed in her pussy. He could slowly feel some of the sensation returning to his dick as the anesthetic wore off. "Aunt Heather, do you like anal?" Dan asked mischievously, his finger wiggling inside her. "Hush, you naughty boy" blushed Aunt Heather. "Truth be told, I've always been curious, but Roger wouldn't go near it. Today you've unleashed a dark passion within me..." Heather could feel Dan's free hand reach forward and grab her hanging tits. As he massaged her boobs and played with the nipples, she could feel his meat regain it's girth and steel, his hips slowly moving in response. His finger was now turned downward in her butt, rubbing against the thickness lodged in her pussy. She could feel a deep wave of pleasure as his thick cock pressed against her front wall and his finger pressed from behind. With every thrust she could feel a fresh wave of pleasure and soon she exploded with a shout, her muscles clenched as the orgasm burst through her, releasing the tension and making her legs go weak. Dan was overjoyed at his aunt having another orgasm so soon, and his cock was now feeling raw with the effort. He burst again in spurts, his cum exploding within her. He withdrew the finger and used both hands to hold up Aunt Heather. She looked like she was ready to drop onto the floor. Heather did not let him withdraw his penis again for a little while. The thought of carrying Dan's child was now firmly entrenched in her mind as a beacon of hope. She wanted to make sure his semen did not spill out right away. Using her hand to squeeze her pussy shut she turned around and found Dan's lips seeking her for a passionate, long kiss. "Aunt Heather, I want you. I want to make love to you every night, and every day. Please divorce Uncle Roger and we can be free." Dan pleaded. "Stop, you silly boy! I'll make sure we get our time together and Roger will not know any better." "But how?" asked Dan. "He takes pills because he has trouble sleeping. Once he sleeps, he's out like a log. Sometimes I have sex with him while he's asleep" Aunt Heather smiled in mischief. "But wouldn't he know?" "He has a vague recollection sometimes. More often it is the juices drying on his dick that gives it away. He doesn't complain... he thinks I do it to have kids" "Wow! That's the most amazing thing I've ever heard" "You don't believe me? Do you want to watch me next time..." Aunt Heather said slyly, making it sound very naughty. Dan was sure the very thought was turning her on as much as it excited him. "Sure, Aunt Heather. It'll be a treat to watch you" "Only if you treat me to your meat again at lunch today" she laughed as Dan joined her in a hug, both content with this turn of events. To be continued... Aunt Heather Helps Out Ch. 04 Heather got home late that night after the evening shift at the hospital where she worked as a nurse. The evening shift ended at midnight, by the time she got home, her husband Roger and his nephew Dan were fast asleep. Stripping out of her uniform and depositing it in the wash, she headed for the shower, her routine after work to disinfect germs. Earlier that day she had finally fucked her husband's nephew Dan, not once, not twice, but four fucking-completely-fulfilling times. She felt a deep contentment, as if she had found her path in life again after wandering around like a zombie the past few years. As the hot water soothed her, she laid her hands on her stomach, willing his sperm to penetrate her egg and create that spark of life that she craved for. Her husband Roger was a fine man, somewhat old fashioned and strict, but still a dependable, loving man. However he was unable to give her the child she wanted. After trying for a few years, and with his refusal to try medical procedures, their relationship had broken down to a routine, joyless existence. Till Dan entered their life three months ago, living with them while attending the nearby college. Till the fortuitous turn of events that led to such wonderful sex with him. Roger was completely unaware of her affair with Dan. Heather was sure she would get pregnant this time. The tests had indicated that she was perfectly healthy, and she was still in her mid-thirties. Roger had the low sperm count. Dan was just eighteen, his sperm should be as potent as it gets. If she kept having sex with him she would definitely be with child soon. That led her to think about Roger. He had been quite anemic about sex lately. She would have to remedy that soon to dispel any suspicion if she got pregnant. Planning her approach, she went to bed and fell asleep right away after the long day. Heather sank into a deep and restful slumber. She dreamed of beautiful lush green fields with flowers, birds and butterflies twittering about as she glided gracefully through. She felt young and lithe, bouncing and prancing about, her feet felt incredibly light and nimble, the knots and pains from standing and walking around all day at work melting away in her dream. As she skipped along, the grass was turning soggy and she could feel her toes getting wet. Dan woke early that morning, but stayed awake in bed. Yesterday had been the best day in his life. He had taken his Aunt Heather in a doggy pose in the kitchen, his finger inserted in her butthole as she lifted her beautiful ass up to accommodate his entry. Aaah, what bliss! His cock was straining in a rock hard, morning erection that threatened to unload itself right then and there. He made his way to the shower and erupted within seconds. Taking his time in the shower he realized that Aunt Heather would be home alone again today. However he had to go to his classes, he'd already missed them yesterday. Maybe he could sneak in a little time with his aunt after Uncle Roger left for work and still make it to his classes. He waited till he heard Uncle Roger leave, and then made his way to their bedroom. Aunt Heather was still fast asleep, her thighs and legs bare, the top covered in a nightshirt. He quickly took off his clothes and approached the bed, his dick attaining elevated status instantly. Aunt Heather bare legs captivated his full attention. Her thighs were thick, yet not overly so. The calves were well shaped and her skin smooth and clean shaven. The highlight, however, were her feet. They were just the right size for her, not too large or small, with well-proportioned toes and a nice arch and heel. She had painted her toes in a dark color that looked very beautiful in contrast with her pale skin. The soles of her feet were well scrubbed and smooth, unlike the thick corns he'd seen on some women. Dan picked one of Aunt Heather's feet and began to gently massage it, watching to see if she awoke. He used his thumb and fingers to soothe the balls of her feet. Holding her foot and caressing it was an intensely erotic experience for Dan and he laid the foot down and rubbed his throbbing dick along the foot. He massaged the other foot while watching his dick rub against her foot and toes. He could sense a shift in Aunt Heather's breathing as she became aware of the sensations, though she was still fast asleep. She looked like she was in a happy dream. Watching her pearl-like toe nails Dan felt a sudden urge to taste them. He sucked on her big toe, moving in turn to each toe till he came to the tiny little toe. Dan was in pleasure heaven. He had dreamed of fucking women hard and long, but he'd never imagined the pleasures of this foot fetish. He realized that he had long admired beautiful feet and hands; he'd just never imagined what to do about it. He alternated between Aunt Heather's feet, massaging and suck on one, while his raging erection sought solace with the other. Meanwhile in Heather's dream, the grass has turned soggy and now she felt something wiggling on her feet. Almost in a panic, she awoke, and the incredulous sight of Dan sucking on her toes met her sleepy eyes. She blinked to make sure she wasn't dreaming. This was no dream! Her husband's nephew was swaying as he rubbed his thick hot meat on her other foot, and his eyes were closed as they gently sucked and nibbled on her toes. It felt really, really good. "Dan..." she smiled. "That feels really good. Do you like my feet?" "Yes Aunt Heather. They are the prettiest feet I've ever seen. And with the nail polish they looks really sexy." Heather slipped her panties off, rising up as she pushed them down towards her feet. Dan had released her foot, and she used her feet to wrap the panties around his erect dick. She cradled his thick shaft with both feet and gently moved back and forth. Dan watched in awe at the highly erotic scene. He gulped and took a quick breath, trying to calm down and not shoot his load. Aunt Heather grabbed his arms and pulled him towards her. "Come here, lover boy. Come and taste your morning snack, your aunt's honey pot" Dan lay between Aunt Heather's legs and pushed one hand under her butt, while he used the other hand to spread her lips and pull back the hood over her clit. His tongue gently flicked around her hardening clit, along her thin pussy lips, and pushing into her tight opening. Launching into a full kiss on her lips, he soaked her enlarged hard button with wet slobbering licks, the saliva gathering up with her wet pussy juices, trickling down from her pussy to her butt hole where Dan's other hand was positioned with the middle finger pressed against the tight puckered hole. As the lubrication reached her butt hole, Dan spread it around the rim, teasing her before pressing in again. He knew Aunt Heather loved anal play and would soon relax the muscles to let him in. Heather was rapidly escalating into throes of passion. The boy surprised her with his ability to get her so hot and wet in seconds; the combined onslaught on clitoral and anal stimulation was driving her crazy. "Dan, stop. Come fill me up with your thick penis! Give me your semen, fill me up!" Aunt Heather moaned, her face already twisting in pleasure, her hips gyrating lightly, her breath in shorter bursts. Dan pushed his middle finger into Aunt Heather's butt hole as he pulled away from kissing her pussy. He could feel her shudder as the finger slipped in. Keeping it in place, he rose and positioned his engorged mushroom cock head on his aunt's pussy lips. They were slightly flared now with the excitement, still tiny compared to his huge penis head. He watched as he gently pushed his thick mass into the tight opening. "Aaagh! Oh My God! That feels so good!" Heather moaned as she ground her pelvis upwards onto the boy's thick hardness, her pussy muscles tightening in reflex. She could feel his heat pulsate within her pussy, her clit pressed against the base of his shaft, anal muscles tightening and relaxing around his fully inserted finger, her legs raised high. Dan ogled at Aunt Heather's plight. Her eyes were now closed tight, savoring the pleasure as her face distorted, lips parting as she panted. She was moving in rhythm with him, matching thrust for thrust, her hands clasping his arms. The sight of her passion drove Dan over the edge. He arched his back as he released into her womb, his semen erupting in waves, thrust after thrust as the full force of the orgasm hit him and he collapsed on top of her. Heather felt his semen surge inside her, just as her own orgasm hit her, vaginal muscles pulsating in rhythmic contractions, as his thrusts weakened and he sank onto her. "That was the best wake-up call I ever had" she kissed him, tousling his hair. "Now you better be off to class, you've already missed enough yesterday. Remember to stay awake in your room tonight. I'll come by around 10. By then your uncle will be asleep." "I'll wait for you, Aunt Heather. I sure enjoyed my morning snack" he grinned as he kissed her goodbye. Heather had the night shift that day, from midnight till 8 am the following day. She lazed around for most of the day, spending some time on chores and exercising, but taking rest for the most part. She wanted to be in good health for the baby she was sure destiny had in store for her in the near future. That evening she watched for signs of variance in Roger's routine. Her husband would usually read for a bit after dinner and retire early. On most week days he would pop a sleeping pill to ensure a good night's rest. Today was no exception. Dan kept a low profile during dinner and went up to his room right after. He worked hard at his coursework, catching up on yesterday's missed classes. With one eye on the clock he finished up by 9:30. He went through his nightly ablution routine of brushing, flossing and cleaning up. He was already in a state of excitement and anticipation, looking forward to the tryst with Aunt Heather. Heather waited till Roger settled into the deep rhythmic breathing that she knew signaled safety. She slipped out of bed and quickly wiggled out of her pajamas. Putting them away in the closet, she stopped to look at her naked body in the mirror. She was pleased with what she saw. Her breasts were still perky despite being ripe and sizeable. The chill of being naked had hardened her nipples and they stood erect. Her stomach was quite flat, and her ass shapely and skin still relatively smooth and free of stretch marks. Her crotch was clean shaven and the lips were thin, making her pussy looks like a little girl's. She almost giggled at the thought. Her legs were clean shaven and smooth, and her feet looked pretty adorned with dark nail polish that she knew drove Dan wild. Thinking of Dan, she moved to the bed again to check on her husband. Assured of his deep slumber, she left the door ajar and softly padded to Dan's room. She found him sitting on the bed in a t-shirt and night shorts. His penis was already swollen and peeked through the opening in the shorts. Seeing her walk in naked suddenly brought it to full mast, the head enlarging into a bulbous red beauty, the soft skin straining under the sudden infusion of blood. Dan stood and embraced his aunt in a deep kiss. He felt weak at the sudden onslaught of her naked body pressed against him, her breasts swaying as she rushed up to him, the nipples hard and pointy. He withdrew from the kiss before the sensations overwhelmed him and tried taking a deep breath. Heather was pleased at the effect she was having on the young man. She was getting wet from the reaction she evoked in him, from the tight embrace to the frantic kiss, and least of all his rock hard protrusion poking into her belly. He was trying to calm down and she felt sorry for him, he was still a novice, though a rapid learner. "Come to my bedroom. Keep quiet and stay low behind me once you're in the bedroom in case Roger wakes up. I'll put some lotion on you" Dan followed Aunt Heather like a puppy. He knew he wouldn't last without the help of the local anesthetic that Aunt Heather had applied once before on his cock. The last time it had numbed him and helped him make love to her till she came. Bending low he stayed behind her as he entered her bedroom, aware of Uncle Roger's steady deep breathing. He held her waist as he followed close, his dick poking her ass, admiring how wide and shapely it looked. Heather led the boy to the attached bathroom and into the walk-in closet where Roger would not have a direct view in case he awoke. She applied the ointment liberally on his thick shaft and bulging penis head. Washing her hands quickly and motioning him to stay low, she headed back to the bed. The thrill of this adventure was making her get really hot and wet, having the boy in the bedroom, naked, and the act of holding his thick, hot meat always left her feeling a bit breathless. She moved the covers off to a side and slid beside Roger. She'd done this before, gently embracing him, moving him from lying on his side onto his back. He took a moment to get back to deep breathing, and she slid down, positioning his legs so that she could slide down his shorts. She had plenty of experience with this sort of thing at the hospital, and now she spread his legs apart and waited a moment for him to settle back into the drug induced slumber. Dan watched in fascination as his aunt expertly positioned Uncle Roger into a prone position and took his clothes off. Uncle Roger lay fast asleep, his dick limp. Aunt Heather knelt between his legs, her hands softly running along Uncle Roger's inner thighs up to his stomach and back down. She bent down and kissed lightly around his stomach. Aunt Heather rested on her knees, her ass up in the air, her head bent down as she kissed Uncle Roger. She was now licking Uncle Roger's balls, holding his dick in one hand and pulling up his sac in the other. She bent low and began to lick the base of his scrotum, her tongue flicking lower and into Uncle Roger's ass crack. Dan found this scene highly erotic, with Aunt Heather in a doggy pose, holding the dick and balls, licking near the anal area. He couldn't stand by anymore. He moved to the base of the bed and stood behind his aunt's raised butt. Leaning forward and gently caressing her feet first, then moving up her calf and thigh his hands rested on her ass cheeks. Pulling them apart, he leaned in and licked along her pussy lips. Heather was enjoying the show she was putting on for the boy. It was no surprise to her when he came over for a closer look and began playing with her. She leaned back a bit more so that he had easier access to her pussy. At the same time she was enjoying playing with Roger's dick. It always excited her when she could get his penis to turn hard. Roger's cock wouldn't get as hard as Dan's, but it was long with a wide penis head. She guessed the big mushroom head was a family trait, though Dan's shaft was thicker and relatively short. Dan was now leaning in and kissing the hard clit, alternating between sucking and flicking his tongue at it. He licked along the pussy lips and began to explore the area between the pussy and the butt hole. He could feel a shudder pass through Aunt Heather as he approached the rim of her tight hole. He circled around it, licking it lightly, flicking along the edges. Aunt Heather had stopped sucking Uncle Roger and had her eyes closed, just enjoying the rimming. He pressed his tongue into her butt hole, slobbering and pushing. She shuddered again and gave a low moan, though her tightly closed hole did not give any purchase. Heather couldn't bear the waves of pleasure shooting up her ass. She had enjoyed it when Dan had stuck a finger in earlier, but this stimulation with his tongue was something she had never enjoyed before. She wanted to fuck him badly, stuff his thick meat into her wet, pulsating pussy, but she couldn't deviate from her mission. She arose and moved forward, straddling Roger and positioning her pussy right over his enlarged length. His penis was engorged, but not rock hard, and as a result it was perfect for her to press her clit against his hot mass and move back and forth along its length. Dan watched in fascination as Aunt Heather rocked on top of Uncle Roger. His uncle's long penis awed him, feeling a little inadequate as he looked down at his shorter dick. His dick was erect, hard and thick, glistening with the lotion, the veins throbbing, and he took pride in its girth and strength. He could hardly feel it, the local anesthetic ointment having taken effect. He couldn't wait to slide it into his aunt's wet pussy, and he felt a pang of jealousy at the attention she gave Uncle Roger. Dan climbed onto the bed behind her and watched as his aunt kept rubbing her wet nob up and down Uncle Roger's long penis which lay almost flat on his stomach now. He knew she was getting excited but not yet near orgasm. He licked his middle finger and placed it on her butt hole. Her tight hole would dilate and contract as she rocked back and forth and he quickly pushed it in when dilated. Wiggling his finger and pushing it in all the way, he kissed her shoulders and back in light jabs of his tongue. He could sense her breath tightening, her rocking shifting to shorter thrusts, increasing in intensity as she exploded suddenly, her back arching in a shudder, holding still till her tension released and she went limp. Heather was in a state of heightened excitement despite her release. She still had to make Roger ejaculate, and she knew the boy would now be thirsting to dip his wick in her. She felt so naughty having him in the same bed as her husband. She wondered if Roger would feel it if Dan fucked her as she lay on top of him. His finger felt wonderful in her ass, the earlier rimming had left it wanting more. She badly wanted him to fill her with his thickness. Yet she was scared Roger would wake up. Motioning him to move back, she slid back to her original doggy position and took hold of Roger's dick in one hand, the other parting her pussy lips, inviting Dan. Dan still had his finger in his aunt's ass. She looked like a porn star he had seen, bending over and sucking one guy while the other took her from behind. He positioned himself and pushed in his hard mass into her wet pussy. He took in the sight, thrusting gently back and forth, his finger still deep in her butt while his aunt was sucking hard on Uncle Roger's dick. Her wonderful wide ass looked perfect as his balls slapped against it, the butt hole tight around his wiggling finger. Heather concentrated on sucking Roger's dick. She tried not to get overwhelmed with the hot, thick, hard dick stretching her pussy while equally pleasurable sensations shot up her ass. She could feel Roger's dick harden and she sucked harder wanting to be done with releasing him. Dan was pumping her harder now, his balls slapping against her. She knew from experience that Roger was very close to eruption and he came right on target, his thick cum filling her mouth. She always wondered at the irony of her husband having such thick cum, yet lacking the vital ingredient. She let part of his cum drool out as she spread it on his penis and balls as proof of their sex act, swallowing the rest. Heather placed her hands on either side of her husband and looked up to see if the orgasm had disturbed his sleep. He was still fast asleep with his mouth open. She wondered if he even felt it in his sleep. She braced herself as Dan was fucking her pretty hard. She tried to match his thrust and tempo, pushing back and tightening her pussy muscles. Her face was pushed into Roger's penis as Dan grabbed her hair and pressed her down with one hand while his other hand was still stroking her anus. He seemed savage today, animal like in his thrusts and frequency as he held her down by her hair. Maybe the sight of her and Roger had brought out a vengeful streak. Aunt Heather Helps Out Ch. 04 Dan was enjoying the sheer force of his fucking. His penis was still pretty numb, yet it was rock hard and erect. Compared to his uncle's limp dick he felt like a virile god, the sight of his thick shaft buried in his aunt's small pussy and his finger buried to the last knuckle in her butt, her face pressed against Uncle Roger's soft meat as she squirmed in his grip, his body thudding into hers as he pumped harder and harder. His aunt's face was now twisted in pain and he felt a perverse pleasure in taking her like this in her husband's lap. He slowed down a bit, feeling sorry for her, releasing her hair. Surprisingly she turned to him and mouthed "Harder, harder". The realization that she was actually enjoying this punishment proved too much for Dan. Grabbing her hair, he thrust hard, back and forth in a piston like motion for a few seconds before exploding within her. Aunt Heather was busy rubbing herself and she came right after while he was still buried in her. She sobbed in pleasure, her face still pressed against Uncle Roger's dick. Dan finally let go and straightened. Thankfully his uncle was still fast asleep. Looking at his, Dan realized that he was actually not so scared of his uncle anymore. Maybe it was the realization that Aunt Heather was secretly his, or the new found confidence in his sexual prowess. He went back to his room and cleaned up and got ready for bed. Aunt Heather came by soon after, dressed in her uniform, ready for her midnight shift. She hugged and kissed him, a deep passionate kiss that left him breathless. "You were really naughty back there. What if your Uncle Roger woke up?" she asked seriously. "I'll be there for you, Aunt Heather. Always" "Silly boy, you're just eighteen. You'll get tired of me in two months. If I'm blessed with your child, your presence will always be with me. Your uncle deserves a second chance and a child will make him a new man" "I'll never get tired of you, Aunt Heather. I'll always be there for you" Dan said earnestly. Smiling at his puppy love, she kissed him goodnight and headed out to work, confident that she would soon be blessed with the child she sought so badly.