Jason's Journey - Sex Stories

Jason's Journey

... little shocks as her relaxation and arousal increased. She called a halt when she felt his hands slide down her tits and gently cup them. “Help me up,” Helen croaked. Jason stood and wiped the excess oil from his hands with a towel. He offered his hand. Helen used her other hand on the bed to lever herself to a standing position. She realized her lower back pain was gone. She also realized her panties were drenched with her juices. Helen turned so her back was to the bed. She took Jason’s hands in hers and sat heavily on the bed. For a brief moment, Jason was bending over her as she sat. They held each other’s eyes. “Let me do your legs also, Aunty!” Jason knelt in front of his aunt and took her left foot in his hands. He nervously stared at the sopping wet gusset of her panties. He inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils and head with her aroma. He looked up to see his aunt staring at him. Even a relatively inexperienced 20 year old could see the rampant lust in her eyes. He took one ankle in his hands and gently kneaded up the leg to her buttocks. When he repeated the massage with the other leg, his lust overcame him. He leaned in and kissed his aunt’s wet panties. Initially Helen’s head rocked back as her nephew first kissed her panty clad pussy. When he pushed them to the side and kissed her dripping wet pubic thatch, she at first gave herself up to the erotic sensations. Then she recovered and pushed his head away. "That's enough, Jason!” “Yes ma’am!” Helen giggled ...

... uncontrollably. When she saw the confusion on her nephew’s face, she patted the bed next to her. Jason stood and sat next his aunt, their hips touching. “Honey, you don’t kiss a woman’s pussy and then call her ma’am!” “Yes… Aunty” His eyes were fixed on her breasts. "Aunty Helen, you are absolutely beautiful," Jason moaned as he gently cupped her enormous breast. "Oh Jason…Jason… if that were only true! I'm a fat whale." Jason let his hands stroke out to Helen's nipples. She jumped as he tweaked them. "Sorry, Aunty!" Helen leaned over and let her head rest on his chest. "That’s ok, baby. I'm lactating and they are super sensitive!" "That is so incredible, Aunty! Can I see?" Helen realized that this had gone further than it should. However, she needed to hear that someone cared. "Sure!" He looked at Helen's engorged breasts with wide eyes. "Go ahead, squeeze one!" "Me?" Jason exclaimed. "Yeah, you!" Helen laughed, "Just hold one at the base and slowly and gently let your hand slide forward." Nervously, Jason did as he was told. The heft and warmth of his aunt's breasts surprised him. He squeezed and slid his hands over her breasts. He giggled as milk squirted from Helen's breast. Helen watched with amusement as Jason behave like a kid with a new toy, squirting milk over her floor. Her pussy spasmed at the unaccustomed attention. Her breathing grew ragged as his child like wonder at her lactating breasts. He smeared some on his hand and licked it. "Not bad!" he giggled. A light sheen ...