My Aunt Jenny

I just had to… I thought. With that thought, I replaced my hand with my tongue and retraced again the routes that her hand and my hand took.

This time Aunt Jenny started to buck her hips and clamp her legs together. Almost choking me in the process. I let out a little choking sound, which was enough to get her to release the grip from her thighs.

“Brian… p-please… don’t… n-no m-more… I want you in me n-now… I c-can’t t-take this a-anym-more…”

The moment of truth has finally come. Summing up all the different scenes I had witnessed watching porno movies, I got ready to do the ultimate deed.

I got her to lie straight on her back, opened up her legs again and kneeled in between her holding my dick. Well this was it. I went forward and tried inserting it into that gloriously warm hole that held a spell over my dick. However, it was not that easy at all.

Sensing my hesitation, Aunt Jenny reached her hand out and got me closer to her and then with her right hand, placed the head of my penis at the entrance of the treasure trove. She then rubbed the head of my dick around her pussy, perhaps to lubricate it, or perhaps to feel also for the first time, what a dick feels like around her pussy.

After finally putting the head of my dick at the entrance of her pussy again with about one cm of it in between the lips, she opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Brian, I’m a bit scared. But I really want to do it. I can’t put it in for you. Can you do it yourself?”

“Jenny, it’s okay. I’ll be gentle. I too want to lose my virginity to you.”

With that I gently pushed my hips forward and felt a warmth enveloping my dick as I saw it disappearing slowly into the hole. The feeling was great. At some point, it seemed to be a resistance when I felt that I could not insert my dick in anymore. I thought, oh no. Her pussy may not be big enough for me. Sensing my problem, Aunt Jenny reassured me.

“Brian, that’s my hymen stopping you from going further. My dear Brian, it’s my gift for you, my sweetest darling. Just push a bit more.”

I leaned my body forward and started kissing Aunt Jenny again. I was truly touched by what she said and just had to kiss my beautiful woman. As the kissing got hotter, I finally gathered enough courage and pushed the rest of my dick into her pussy.

I again felt the resistance, but then in a split second it gave way and my dick slided in fully into her pussy.

As I was feeling terribly good with all the warmth on my dick, I heard sobs coming from Aunt Jenny. I stopped thrusting and asked her.

“Are you okay? Should I stop?”

“It’s okay dear, I’m crying because it hurts, but also because I always wanted to lose my virginity to my loved one, and tonight I’ve done it. Brian please don’t stop not…”

Her encouragement egged me on as I began thrusting my dick in and out of her pussy, first gently and slowly, but as I got the rhythm going, faster and with a bit more force. Aunt Jenny was beginning to replace her groans of pains with shorter breaths and moans of what I perceived to be enjoyment.

Suddenly I felt my dick being squeezed in that warm hole. It was a totally foreign yet enjoyable feeling as it was like a squeeze, release, squeeze, release feeling. In no time I felt my own build up coming from my own balls. I was going to cum!

I began to withdraw my dick from her pussy as I didn’t want to do it inside her. But she quickly put her hand on my dick and told me hoarsely “ Brian don’t stop… pleeaassee don’t sttoopp… I’m cummmminnng now…”

I lost all fears of getting her pregnant and shoved my dick in and out of her, feeling her pussy contracting on my dick again I just increased momentum and finally, unable to hold off much longer, release streams of cum into her pussy which was still squeezing my dick sucking all the sperm from my dick into the pussy. Totally exhausted I Just laid on top of Aunt Jenny and we just cuddled up and catch our breaths.

“Brian, I love you. I don’t care what the rest of the world says anymore, but I love you.”

“I love you too, Jenny. I will love you forever.” I said. In about five minutes, we caught our breaths and had a shower together. By the time we got out, we had about fifteen minutes before my parents came home. By then we were in the lounge watching TV like the siblings that we were thought to be. Being a holiday, my parents allowed us to watch TV and retired to bed. Once their lights went out, we cuddled up like two lovers on the sofa.

We spent the rest of the week together, being almost uable to be apart. Luckily both my parents worked. It allowed us to have our love life during the day, and still do relative things like go out for movies and all without getting the suspicions of my parents.

However all good things will come to an end. The week was almost up and she had to fly back to Australia. By then we hatched a plan to get my parents to send me to Australia earlier than scheduled so as to enable me to go to uni before 17½ years old and therefore defer NS until after graduation. My parents had intended to do this, but after my ‘O’ Levels.

But seeing Aunt Jenny being lonely in Australia and all, and being convinced by their peers that the earlier I went, the easier I would adapt, they relented and I was due to join Aunt Jenny in about three months. In our hearts, we were overjoyed, for it meant at least four years of living a life of lovers in a foreign land…

Epilogue

Aunt Jenny flew back on Saturday amidst a teary farewell. However she was able to make it seem that she was crying because she missed my mum (we had bade our farewells earlier).

“Aiyah, Jen, it’s okay, we’ll be over in June or July to arrange for Brian’s accommodation. That’s only about three months or so away. In no time you’ll see us again.”

With that, Aunt Jen waved her goodbyes and left us.

It turned out that the visit to Australia was much earlier than expected. In fact it was about three days after her return. We all flew to Australia as Aunt Jen had met with a motor accident. However by the time we arrived at the hospital, her life was already slowly ebbing out of her. It was there that I openly cried and held her to me as I slowly watched her die in my arms.

I think my parents later suspected something going on. But they never questioned me. Perhaps it was my grief, perhaps something else. But the wonderful life I wanted to spend with Aunt Jen will never be.

The End