A Graduation Present from Jenn Ch. 02

When I awoke the next morning, it took me a few minutes to get it through my head that I was in my Aunt Jenn's bed, and she was lying next to me. Due to the early summer heat, I had thrown the covers off of me, but a sheet lay draped over her ass as she lay on her stomach, sound asleep and snoring softly. Immediately, my penis started to harden as I thought about the recent events.

It was hard to fathom that in just a couple of days since arriving in Phoenix to help out my step-mom's gorgeous sister, I was now fucking her. I had previously had reasonable experiences in the bedroom for a 22-year-old, but nothing outrageous. I lost my virginity in high school to a lonely middle aged neighbor who hired me to do yardwork and clean her pool, and since then I had had a few flings in college, mostly awkward back seat romances with horny dates, but as I looked at my Aunt Jenn's form lying next to me, I realized this was beyond my wildest jackoff fantasies. I always had a bit of an attraction to older women, probably since losing my virginity to one, but Aunt Jenn did not seem much older than me.

Without thinking about it, I had my cock in my hand, and I was slowly stroking it to a prodigious length while I carefully slid the sheet from her torso with my feet. Jenn's petite frame in all its glory aroused me instantly. Her cute little flawless ass begged to be kissed, and her huge boobs, hidden under her now, were flattened and projecting out the sides of her rib cage. I briefly fantasized about fondling them again.

Jenn gave an involuntary stretch and rolled over on her back, still asleep. My knee jerk reaction was to cover myself with a corner of the sheet, but it's not like she hadn't seen my hardened cock before. But she only moaned with eyes closed and stretched both arms above her head, causing those beautiful boobs to rise up on her chest, her big nipples no longer engorged as I remembered them from the night before.

I examined her in the morning light. At 36, she was in her prime. No wrinkles or issues with her perfect skin. Large boobs on a tiny frame and narrow hips sporting a delicate blonde patch of pubic hair. Her tanned legs and arms had just a suggestion of delicate blonde fuzz, visible only in bright light. Her manicured pudendum had to be the result of careful shaving...it was too perfect.

She mumbled something in her sleep and then spread her legs, exposing her labia. Jenn had one of those vaginas with a prominent little man in the boat, as it is sometimes called. Her clitoris was fairly large for such a perfect pussy. Her labia also seemed larger than the few I had previously experienced. The outer lips had a loose fold of skin that resembled beautiful butterfly wings when I spread them and placed my mouth over her slit.

And once that thought entered my immature secondary brainstem, I couldn't resist the temptation-I was still ruled by my cock. I slid down and carefully placed my face between her legs and slowly licked her pussy from her taint to her clitoris.

Jenn moaned and spread her legs further. I repeated my efforts, but this time made sure my tongue was deep in her groove before I lingered around her swelling clit and took it between my lips and sucked gently. My third passage I started with my tongue buried as far as I could and shoved it deep into her cunt.

I felt two hands reach down and grab the back of my head and pull me into her snatch. Jenn moaned in appreciation.

"Sammy, what is going on? My god—don't you ever get tired?" Her eyes were still shut but as I lowered by sights, my tongue grazed her anus and she craned her neck and opened her eyes in surprise. I pushed my tongue in her ass as my nose inhaled the organic perfume of her pussy. She was already gushing and coating my face with her juices.

"Oh, Sweetie. I'm not sure I can take too much of this. I'm still a little sore from the pounding you gave me last night. I haven't been fucked like that in years. But don't stop. I think I can learn to live with the pain." She smiled and giggled, her whole body shaking in brief laughter.

Aunt Jenn and her family were originally from Georgia, and even though she and her sister had migrated West years before, they both retained a slight Southern accent, especially when excited. Jenn's Southern lilt only turned me on more.

"You eat pussy like a boy on a mission. I'm not sure where you had your practice, but a lady always appreciates a man who is good with his tools." As she said this I again pushed my tongue in her ass. "Oh! Jesus Sammy! You know how to make me jump, honey. My pussy is a little tender but that spot is unused. Sweet Jesus!"

I stopped momentarily and scooted up so I could kiss her full mouth. As I did her tongue ran around my lips, tasting her own juices. She looked down at my raging hardon. "Good God, that thing ever get soft? Honey, I'm not sure I can take another pounding like the one you gave me last night. Your cock is dangerous—you know that?" She reached down and stroked it a couple of times. "And big. It felt like you had a bat inside me last night."

"Sorry Jenn. But you're so freakin' sexy, I can't control myself. Maybe we can just do a real quiet one. I promise to be gentle, but I HAVE to feel your tight pussy again." I was essentially begging. My brains were completely in my cock at this point.

I sluiced by member up and down her wet slit and then looking at her with sad dog eyes, I pleaded with my face as I found her sweet spot and pushed ever so gently.

"Oh my god. Go easy!" Jenn had a panicked look as first the head and then another inch penetrated her. Her hand was on my chest as if that would prevent me from getting any deeper.

I held it there for a minute while she got used to me, and then I all but pulled out to her obvious relief.

"It does feel good, but also I'm just a little tender there. Go easy, big boy." She licked her hand and then reached down and stroked me, rubbing her juices over the shaft. Gripping me, she pulled my cock inside her and pushed it out in short movements, trying to accommodate my girth. After a few minutes of this, she removed her hand.

"I think I'm ok, but just go slow and be careful."

I pushed my cock into her ever so slowly until I was buried again. "There, that's all of it. God, you are so tight." Even though she had been married for a dozen years or so, Jenn had never had children. No doubt that kept those hips narrow and her body flawless. But her petite size was a reminder that even with those huge breasts, she was delicate—a fragile flower—until she got excited in bed. Last night she more closely resembled a bucking bronco at times.

She began making small movements with her hips, advising and directing in my hear as I began fucking her more energetically. "That's it. Right there! You're hitting all the spots, honey. Hold your prick in my when you bottom out for a few seconds. Oooh, pull all the way out on some strokes. I like to feel it when you let my pussy close and then you shove it back in."

All this time she was kissing my lips, my face, my ears, and moaning. Her hips began meeting me thrust for thrust.

"Not that I'm anti-religious, but let's get out of this missionary position. Why don't you fuck me from behind? I love it that way."

I needed no further persuasion. I pulled out and Jenn got on her knees with her sweet derriere facing me. Her huge breasts hung down to the bed. She pulled a pillow under her chest and lowered her head so her rear end was sticking up like a target. I had a glorious view of her perfect little ass and pussy as I juiced my cock up and down her slit before putting it back in. Jenn craned her neck to watch, although I doubted she could see any of the details. Her eyes closed in pleasure when I penetrated her.

I reached under her to squeeze her breasts and pull on her nipples. Jenn reached back and massaged her clit with a free hand. We fucked like this for some time with her moaning approval.

"Oh, yeah. Now we're talking. Your cock feels like it's in my throat, Sammy. Yeah, right there. God, you fuck so good."

Having viewed plenty of porn in my day, I tried a new tactic. I wet my finger and after also moistening it with our combined juices, I rubbed it around the star of her ass before inserting just the tip into her ass.

"Oh, honey, yes! Where did that come from? God, Sammy. That feels so good."

Encouraged by her words, I pushed my finger in further until I could feel my cockhead plowing into her pussy, separated by only a thin membrane from my finger. Jenn mumbled approval as I began worming my finger in and out of her ass while I pumped my cock in her pussy.

We fucked like this for several minutes, both of us oblivious to anything around us. Someone could have been standing in the doorway and we wouldn't have noticed...or cared. Jenn now had both fists by her head gripping the sheets in ecstasy. "Oh Lord, don't stop. I think I'm going to cum! Right there...fuck! Oh my god, Sammmmmy...I'm cumming!

That was it for me. I buried myself in her and felt my cock explode deep in her pussy. Cumming with my Aunt twice in 12 hours was beyond my wildest dreams, and hers, I'm guessing. Previous times having sex with other women, I was all about my own orgasm. If I could get my partner off, fine. But that wasn't the priority. But bringing my buxom aunt to a mind blowing climax while I shot off at the same time was beyond my greatest fantasies.

I held her by the hips, buried in her as the last of my cum drained deep inside her and her body twitched in a few final spasms. Then, I slowly removed my finger from her ass and my softening cock from her pussy, followed by a stream of white gooey jizz that dripped onto the sheets. I rubbed my cock in the mixture and placed just the head back inside her a few times before collapsing on top of her. We both lay there for several minutes before saying a word or moving.

Finally, Jenn spoke.

"Ok, honey. That's it for me for a while. You done rode me hard and put me away wet, as we say. Keep that tool in your pants for a while so I can recover."

"I promise, Aunt Jenn."

"I thought we were all done with this aunt shit. I'm just Jenn. Aunt Jenn sounds too incestuous...and old."

"I promise, Aunt Jenn. Oops. Sorry...Jenn."

It was almost an hour before we got up and headed for the kitchen for coffee. Jenn seemed to be walking a bit bow-legged unless it was my imagination. I must admit, it made me proud, but my cock was a little tender as well.

If she was embarrassed by any of this, it wasn't obvious. She put on some loose casual clothes, including a bra-to my disappointment. I got dressed and joined her. We had decided to go through the website and make sure everything was working properly; all the links were active and so forth. I wasn't sure how the money worked as far as revenue, but Jenn seemed to have a handle on that and had made sure that all revenue went into new bank accounts without Harold's name on them. "I don't want to ever see that prick again except to sign the divorce papers. And my lawyer is taking care of that as we speak."

"We should have things in good shape as far as I can tell, but I'll hang around a few days to make sure there are no glitches." Admittedly, I was fishing here. I really had no desire to leave, given the living circumstances with a beautiful woman and the great sex, but my mission as far as helping out with the business end of my visit was all but over.

"You know, Sammy. You are welcome to stay as long as you want. And who knows, something may crop up that I can't fix. You seem to understand the technical stuff and you have all the tools." Jenn looked at me seriously as she sipped her coffee, but then added a lascivious wink. "If you know what I mean. And...it is nice to have a real man around here." She gave me a big smile. "We might have to slow down with the extra-curricular events a bit or I'll be confined to a wheelchair, but I think that is just a temporary setback. Hmmm?"

"Sure, I'm happy to help...and I'm happy to take a break as well. But, you know, Jenn. I can't look at you with getting a boner. I'm sorry, but it's the truth. Anyway, I'll leave you alone for a while."

"Oh, honey, don't think I don't appreciate all the attention. You're a real gentleman and I'm loving having you here. It's kind of like riding a horse, though. Every once in a while I need to get off and rest both me and the horse."

"Just promise me that you'll let me know when I've worn out my welcome."

"I promise." And with that Jenn walked over and gave me a kiss as she reached down and found my penis through my khakis and gave it a squeeze. "It won't be any time soon. Now let's go see what we can do in the office."

Once the computer was booted up, we looked things over and double checked miscellaneous links. My eyes fell on the "Sweet Mammories" link I had previously seen, and I opened it with a mouse click.

"You do like those big boobs, don't you."

I scrolled down to the buxom blonde that I had viewed before and double clicked on it. Despite the name Barbara Bubka below the picture, it had to be Jenn. She appeared again in various stages of undress, all more or less tasteful, but then I saw a second page. As I clicked on it, Jenn became fidgety.

"I thought we were done with this bimbo."

The page opened to the model now posing with a man, although his face was not visible—only his body from the chest down. "Barbara" was posing with an enormous penis coming out of his fly and then with his lower torso naked in several pics. She was holding his cock as if getting ready to suck it or insert it between her spread legs, but it was never actually in her mouth or pussy. She held his engorged cock in one hand and was tweaking a nipple in the other. His penis, as large as it was, did not appear to be fully erect. The head seemed to hang somewhat flaccidly in all the pics.

Of course, I knew this was really Aunt Jenn, and I finally asked her awkwardly about it.

"Ok, yes, it is me. But you need to hear the story. Harold made me do this when the website was struggling for a bit. He convinced me that if I wore my hair differently and did some soft core poses with my big boobs, membership would jump and no one would recognize me. And it did go that way. The man in the picture was a friend of Harold's, and he had an enormous penis, but I never did anything more than hold it for a few photos. Yeah, they're pretty suggestive, but I swear I never did anything more than what you see here. I was ashamed enough as it was. I don't mind showing my cleavage and parading my boobs a bit, but no way was I going to do any hardcore.

Even so, Harold insisted we needed to keep it, but I think he just liked looking at the pics of me holding a giant cock instead of his little one. Harold was anything but large. Which was fine by me...at least at the time. I have to say, though, that you are changing my mind in that area." Jenn gave me a timid smile. "But his cock was so big it was ridiculous. I could never fit that inside me even if I wanted to. I think he was frustrated about that as well, and having a big boobed woman even pretending to take that giant cock probably got him off in his dreams.

"Do you want to get rid of them now? We can easily do that."

"Sure, I don't need people gawking at them and thinking filthy things that never happened. Let's take them down. We don't need them anymore and Harold can get his kicks with his skinny widow with all the money.

So, after typing in my administrative credentials, I removed all references to "Barbara Bubka." She became a thing of the past as far as the internet was concerned, but I secretly kept the file for the future. Seeing Jenn's mouth inches from a donkey dick did cause my blood to surge vicariously just a little.

I knew that despite having a cock that was good-sized and one that seemed to make Jenn happy, I would never want a horse cock like the ones in the pictures. If Jenn hadn't sworn it was real, I would have thought the pics were photoshopped.

"Thanks, Sammy. I owe you one," she said when they were gone. She kissed me sweetly and squeezed my thigh. "I know just how to repay you too." She winked and then returned to the website.

After a couple more hours, we agreed things were fine for the time being. The site tended to be more softcore than most, but there were a few tasteful pages with pics and videos that bordered on hardcore porn. However, they were usually done with angles and lighting that were more suggestive than crude. The models, both male and female, were all gorgeous, and the site seemed more erotic than others I'd seen. Sort of a Penthouse approach versus a Hustler spread even though those publications were all but dead at that time.

Despite all that, the site seemed to be doing fine money-wise, and now that Jenn had stopped the bank account hemorrhaging, the future looked promising. I had a few suggestions for improving things including making it more attractive to women since they account for roughly half the population and enjoy sexual fantasy as well. Jenn agreed we should look into new avenues, so it seemed there would be opportunities for me to participate besides our personal ones.

The day was a quiet one overall. We were both licking our wounds from the evening before and our early morning romp. I tried to give Jenn some space lest she grow weary of me, but she seemed to enjoy being around me. We did share some common interests besides sex. Jenn was an avid reader, as was I, and we got into the habit of sharing views on books and reading interests.

Neither of us were much for tv, but we did stream movies, taking turns as to who got to pick what. Jenn tended to go for older movies and classics. I was more into action and adventure. But overall, our relationship seemed to blossom and before I knew it, I had been there a couple of weeks with no sign that I was overstaying my welcome.

My stepmother intervened at that point and called to ask when I was returning home to look for a real job and spend some time there. As Jenn's older sister by quite a few years, she tended to be a bit motherly with her. She and my father had been married for about 5 years and I genuinely liked her, but she could be a bit overbearing at times. Like Jenn, she looked great for her age, but she tended to put on weight if she wasn't careful. The upside of that was she tended to gain weight in her boobs and she did have some fine tits, it seemed, although not near as nice as her sister's.

When she first married my dad, it was always a bit awkward when I came home from school. Their privacy suddenly became an issue, but I tried to give them space. Nevertheless, I did have a few embarrassing moments with her. My dad had been single for some time after my mother died of cancer, and he and I had lived like bachelors during that time, so having a woman around the house was a bit of a novelty. I tended to be cavalier about my own privacy, and as a result, Julie stumbled upon me watching a porn video in the den with my dick in my hand.

I heard a scream and looked up to see her with her hand over her mouth just as I was about to spill some seed. I was shocked by her presence, of course, but I did notice that she was wearing a pretty skimpy nightie and that she had some great tits. Her nipples were visible through her nightie because she was lit up from the kitchen lights even though the den was fairly dark.

"Oh my god, Sammy. I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were in here. I heard the tv and came to see what was on. What are you watching anyway?" By now she had lowered her hand from her mouth in an effort to cover her nipples.

I had quickly and clumsily covered myself as best I could, but an 8 inch erection is not that easy to hide. I glanced at the tv and it showed a close up of a big boobed brunette gagging with a huge cock in her mouth.