George and Aunt Angela

"Would you like me to help you with that?" whispered George.

Angela froze and felt herself blush heatedly with embarrassment at getting caught playing with herself. George slipped his hand from her breast, tweaking a nipple as he went and moved it down to join hers. He slid it beneath Angela's and found what she had been rubbing. He teased and tickled, then probed the opening with his middle finger.

All the while, Angela could feel his dick growing even larger and harder and he began to press himself against her. Her ass cheeks had been forced apart by the solid rod and as he played with her, he rhythmically thrust his hips forward. As she came closer to climax, she could feel the solid flesh rubbing across the sensitive area around her anus. She had never allowed a man to have access to that place, but in the throes of her building orgasm she began to imagine George thrusting his cock in there. It was enough to cause her to come powerfully yet again.

*****

After a while, George rolled away from Angela and climbed out of the bed. "I think I'll go and have a shower, if that's OK?"

Angela rolled onto her back and then sat up. "Only if I'm allowed to watch," she said with a lazy smile.

As George walked across the room to the en suite bathroom, his dick waved around in the air. Angela padded after him. He turned on the powerful jet and stepped in, while she picked up her toothbrush and began cleaning her teeth. She watched this handsome young man soaping himself in the shower.

When she finished, she reached into the cabinet and pulled a wrapped box out. "I've left a new toothbrush out for you, when you finished in there."

Angela turned back round and gasped as she saw George stepping out of the shower. She picked up a towel and walked towards him. He was still rock hard! Just looking at him excited her so much that she almost came just from walking a few steps. Her voice nearly deserted her, but she said in a croak, "Wrapping this towel around you would look ridiculous. Are you always that hard in the morning?"

George had been watching Angela cleaning her teeth while he showered. She stood there completely naked, her breasts swinging with the sideways movements of her arm. He couldn't believe just how beautiful her body was. OK, she had a little extra flesh as would be expected for a woman of her age, but her curves were so sexy! He had to be careful when he was washing his genitals for fear of an explosive reaction. Stepping onto the mat, his shaft was so solid that as the blood pumped into it, it slapped against his stomach.

"How do you know just how hard I am without touching it?" he asked.

Angela took another step and dropped the towel. She reached out for him and felt the blazing heat emanating from it well before she touched it. She wrapped her hand around the cock and it felt like iron. She began to rub it.

"Stop, stop! You mustn't!" he gasped.

"Why," she asked, confused.

"Because I'm about to come!"

"If you do," she replied. "I'll just have to get you stiff again, wont' I? Do you realise that before last night I'd hardly ever sucked a man before? And when I did, I always finished off with my hand. I've never let anybody come in my mouth before. And you know what? I just adored the taste of you. I wanted to drink it, to swallow it. And now I want more. I want you to come for me now."

George was already having trouble controlling himself and Angela's words did not help. She knelt down in front of him and looked up earnestly. "I hope there's a lot," she said, and closed her lips around the head. No sooner had she moved past the tip and begun to use her tongue on him, than he began pumping his hips involuntarily. Angela had to hold the shaft to make sure he didn't accidentally withdraw. She felt his semen jetting across her tongue and, thinking he was finished took her mouth away. George had been watching as she did so and the sight was so erotic that he had a secondary spasm. The creamy white liquid shot across her face and nose.

"You naughty boy!" she said laughing. "I'll have to punish you for catching me out like that!"

George's cock was still mostly erect. He had never experienced this before. Throughout his life an orgasm had meant an end to his erection. Sure, he was usually able to get back up within about thirty minutes, but although he had experienced this many times, he had never made use of it. Carol wouldn't have been interested.

"Toothbrush." Angela indicated the packaging over her shoulder as she took her turn in the shower. If George had found it arousing while watching her cleaning her teeth, seeing her soapy hands sliding over her curves made him even hornier. He stared, fascinated as she washed every part of her body, lingering on her most intimate and sensitive places. He finished at the basin and then picked up the towel to dry himself.

When Angela stepped out of the cubicle sex was almost inevitable; it was simply a question of where and how. Would they make it as far as the bed?

George grabbed another towel and began to dry Angela. He took his time, enjoying the feel of her body through the soft cotton. He could feel her nipples harden as he moved across them and when he reached lower she stood with her feet apart to allow him access. As he gently patted her between the legs his fingers lingered. He could feel her lips parting in anticipation and her knees quaked. He moved down her legs and then pushed on one hip and pulled on the other to encourage her to turn around. He dried her back and then worked up from her ankles. As he reached her upper thighs she started to teeter.

When George's towel-clad fingers slipped between her ass cheeks and rubbed there, it was way too much for her. Her pussy was aching for attention and in desperation she bent forwards and placed her hands upon her knees. This manoeuvre brought his hand into contact with her labia. She moaned loudly and soon, somehow, the towel was no longer there but his hand still was. The wetness told George she was more than ready; he nudged the head of his cock at the entrance and gently worked it in. Holding Angela's hips he started to plunge harder and faster.

George had enjoyed the occasions when he had taken his wife Carol from behind. They were very rare and always with her on all-fours upon the bed. He had never had her standing up, let alone bent over, accepting the full length of his cock like this. Not that Angela remained standing for long. At her first orgasm her knees buckled and he had to hold her weight. Lowering her to her knees he resumed plundering her vagina.

"Spank me!" She yelled suddenly.

"What?"

"Slap my ass, George. Give me a good spanking while you're fucking me."

He let go with his right hand and then brought it down on her rump with a smack. She grunted and told him to do it harder. He did. Then he let go with his other hand and used that. With Angela bracing herself, he was able to deliver a slap on one side or the other each time he thrust forwards. He could feel her pussy gripping his cock each time he did so. She came again.

"Harder!" she demanded. George wasn't sure if she meant the spanking or the penetration, so increased the power of both. Her arms folded and she dropped to her elbows. He looked down at his shaft disappearing between the wet, pink lips. He felt so horny. Just above his dick lay the puckered star of her anus. He could see Angela's juices had somehow spread to it. Almost like an electric shock, George was overcome by the desire to penetrate it with a finger. He was worried about her reaction, so, in between smacking he allowed his thumb to slip gradually closer as part of his movements.

Finally, he was touching it. Angela didn't object, indeed she seemed to be making panting noises. He pushed experimentally and almost immediately the digit slipped in easily up to the first knuckle. The woman's back arched in response, but still she didn't say anything. So George eased his whole thumb in. Once buried, he could feel his own cock as it thrust into her vaginal passage. The tightness eased and he wondered if he dared to do what was in his mind.

George withdrew his penis. Angela remained in position, her ass pointing upwards. Her pussy gaped invitingly, but when George's cock came back into contact it was where his thumb had just been.

Angela looked back at him with an open display of lust. "Do it!" she said.

As George tried to push the head of his dick through the resistance at the opening, he could see the lips of her pussy clenching and unclenching. As he moved deeper Angela came wildly. His own orgasm was so close that he was only embedded halfway when she felt him emptying the contents of his testicles into her bowels.

*****

The couple went back to bed to rest afterwards. George had another shower later, before kissing Angela goodbye and leaving to make his way carefully home again.

That was the first time that Angela and George were intimate, but after they parted, it occurred to both of them that they didn't want it to be the last.