When I awoke the next morning, it took me a few minutes to get it through my head that I was in 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 stepmom's gorgeous sister, I was now fucking her. I had previously had reasonable experiences in the bedroom for a twenty-two-year-old, but nothing outrageous, at least in the past few years. I lost my virginity in high school to a lonely middle-aged neighbor who hired me to do yard work and clean her pool. Since then I had had a few flings in college, mostly awkward backseat romances with horny dates, but as I looked Aunt Jenn's form lying next to me, I realized this was beyond my wildest jack-off 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. And I rationalized that she wasn't my aunt--at least not biologically, so fucking her was ok.

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 even though it was not like she hadn't seen my hardened cock before. But she only moaned with her eyes closed and stretched both arms above her head, causing those beautiful boobs to rise on her chest, her big nipples no longer engorged as I remembered them from the night before but still begging to be sucked.

I examined her in the morning light. In her mid-thirties, she was in her prime. No wrinkles or issues with her perfect skin. Her boobs looked even bigger on her tiny frame and narrow hips. Her fertile delta was guarded by a delicate blonde patch of perfectly trimmed pubic hair. Her tanned legs and arms had just a suggestion of delicate blonde fuzz, visible only in bright light.

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 inner lips had a loose fold of skin that resembled a hoodie draping her clitoris and beautiful butterfly wings when spread apart.

And once the thought of spreading her labia 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 and her clit.

Jenn moaned and spread her legs further in reaction to my ministrations. I gently raised her knees in the air and repeated my efforts, but this time made sure my tongue was deep in her groove before I lingered around her swelling clit. I grabbed her little penis with my lips and sucked gently. After a few more seconds of this, I continued licking from stem to stern and then buried my probing tongue deep into her cunt. Jenn was now awake and moaning.

I felt two hands reach down and grab the back of my head and pull me into her snatch. Jenn expressed her appreciation by grinding her hips into my face.

"Sammy, what is going on? My god—don't you ever get tired?" Her eyes were still shut but as I continued my exploration, my tongue grazed her anus and she opened her eyes in surprise. Sensing her pleasure with probing there, I pushed the tip of my tongue into her ass and inhaled the organic perfume of her pussy. She was already wet 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 just yet. I think I can learn to live with the pain a little longer." She smiled and giggled, her whole body shaking in brief laughter before groaning approval, "Oh, Sammy. Yes, right there, Baby. Umm, you do know what a girl likes, don't you?"

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. And if Jenn was flirtatious before, she was now full-fledged unfiltered with her sex talk. Her bawdy narrative only made me hornier.

"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, not to mention his tongue." As she said this I again pushed the tip into her ass. "Oh! Lord, 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 juices. She looked down at my raging hard-on. "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. I swear: even my tonsils are sore."

"Sorry, Jenn. But you're so freakin' sexy, I can't control myself. Maybe we can just do a quiet one. I promise to be gentle, but I have to feel your beautiful pussy again." I was essentially begging. My brain was completely ruled by my cock at this point.

I softly sluiced my 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 vagina. Her hand was on my chest as a precaution for me to slow it down.

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 after inserting her fingers into her pussy and then rubbing her juices over the shaft. Gripping me, she inserted just the head and then pulled my cock inside her another inch or two, pushing and pulling it 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 slowly and be careful."

I pushed my cock into her ever so gently until I was buried again. "There, that's all of it. God, you are so fucking 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—at least until she got excited in bed. Last night she more closely resembled a bucking bronco at times.

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

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

"Not that I'm anti-religious, but let's get out of this missionary position. Let me turn around so you can 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 big breasts hung down to the bed as she pulled a pillow under her 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 and she grunted when I penetrated her again.

I reached under her to squeeze her breasts and pinch 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.

"Oops! Oh, honey, yes! Where did that come from? God, Sammy, you took me by surprise. But mmmm, that feels so good."

Encouraged by her words, I pushed my finger in further until the head of my cock was separated from my finger by only a thin membrane as I plowed into her cunt. 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 Jenn twice in twelve hours was beyond my wildest dreams, and hers, I'm guessing. Usually, when I had sex with other women, I was all about my orgasm. If I could get my partner off, fine. But that wasn't the priority. But bringing my buxom step-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 sex juices 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." I had to admit that calling her aunt added a bit of excitement to the fantasy I was living. But I also respected her wishes and did my best to avoid that family name in the future.

It was almost some time 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 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 without 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 kissed me as she reached down and found my penis through my khakis and squeezed it. "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 Belson 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 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...