By Victorsev (edited)

I unpacked my bag, stripped out of my travel clothes. Naked with only a towel around me I wandered down the passage to the bathroom for a well-deserved shower. Once I had thoroughly soaped and washed my travel weary body I let the warm water cascade over my naked body, thinking of all the things that I had heard and seen since I had arrived at Plantation House. Taking more shower gel, I started to play with my waking cock. With my thoughts, the shower gel and giving my penis a hand, I was soon at full erection, all four inches of manhood. I had to relieve the pent-up sexual tension of the evening and continued to wank my cock in the shower until with a stomach muscle spasm I orgasmed and ejaculated against the glass of the shower cubicle. My ample cum ran languidly down the glass. I was totally relaxed and ready for bed. Quickly drying myself, I wrapped my towel low over my damp hips and walked back to my bedroom.

I had to pass Aunt Delia’s bedroom. Her door was open. She must have heard me coming (I mean down the passage not in the shower) and was waiting for me. She stood seductively in the door frame one hand on the frame way above her head, the other bent to her hip. Her gown hung wide open like theatre drapes ready for the show to begin. My aunt had been very much on show all evening. “Come in for a minute I want to see all of you” With that she took my hand pulling me into her boudoir. She ran her long painted fingernails from my shoulders down to my waist.

“It’s been a while. As a twenty-year-old nephew you have developed into a very muscular and well-developed Adonis.” she said. “Tall, dark, good-looking and a young male body that any red-blooded woman would die for or fantasize about.”

I blushed and looked down.

“Now let’s see all of you Charlie” she demanded pulling the towel from my waist and letting it fall to the floor. Now with a thirty-four-year-old semi-naked woman with a drop-dead body playing with you, even if she is your aunt, I could not help but get a hard on. My four-inch erection was sticking out and up as the towel fell to the ground. Not only had the towel dropped but I could see that Aunt Delia’s expectations had also dropped. She looked in sober horror at my small offering.

“What a disappointment! Tell me this is not true. A tall, handsome, well-built young man with such a miserable manhood.”

And so the lecture began.

“Did you not exercise your cock as you grew? Didn’t you wank it many times a day as all normal young boys do? Most long, thick cocks are handmade you know. You go to gym and work out on a regular basis and look at the results of your hard work, beautiful muscle tone, abs to die for and a six-pack chest, not an ounce of fat on you all muscle. Your cock’s a muscle you know. Did you never think of exercising it on a regular basis, stretching it to its limit twice a day doubling up in pleasure/pain before it explodes its load? No gain without pain.”

She shoved her naked, ample firm tits towards me.

“Do think these came naturally? No, they were handmade. I mauled them as a young teen trying to get them bigger on a daily basis. My schoolgirl friends fondled them twisting, pulling and stretching them. Biting them, sucking them and squeezing my nipples between their young fingers. Boys noticed my hard work and chest development and very soon they were also helping develop my assets. At one stage I had both girls and boys playing with them admiring them and helping me get maximum size and muscle tone to my tits. I’m very proud of my tits. Look at my daughter you must have noticed her tits over supper.

“Do you think they are genetic, heredity that your cousin also has firm thirty-eight C cup tits as a sixteen-year-old girl? No! I told her when she admired my tits that if she wanted big attractive tits like mine they had to be handmade and to get whatever assistance she could from friends and admirers. You can see the results for yourself. Now if only my elder sister, your mother, had given you the same advice about the development of you your cock you wouldn’t be standing before me, naked with a pathetic four-inch erect phallus. What can we do about this injustice?”

With that she led me to her bed and told me to lie with my naked body on her bed, my perpetual erection pointing skywards. I thought she was going to make the most of my diminutive dick and fuck me cowgirl style.

“You just lie there and relax.” Aunt Delia said. “I have an idea to enhance the situation. I will be back!”

My thoughts ran to her court evidence of fucking her late husband in the arse with her strap on dildo until he died during their repeated intercourse. Was she going to get her strap on dildo and fuck me in my virgin arse as my little cock was too miniscule to satisfy her carnal needs? She returned from the bathroom with a bowl of warm water, feminine shaving soap and a pink safety razor.

“I’m now going to shave your pubic area and remove all your pubic hair” she said.

With that applied warm water and lathed the shaving cream around my responsive cock. It was quite fun having your aunt playing doctors with your cock. I mean Lee Anne and I used to play this way in our younger days. Now it was Mummy’s turn. I was just going into another of one of my sensual/erotic trances when she grasped the tip of my foreskin and pulled my cock up hard. Now I don’t care how small or big your cock is but once a razor is brandished in its vicinity it’s instant flaccidville. My erection shriveled from its proud four-inch erection to the likes of a withdrawn tortoise head with only the ruffle of foreskin being exposed. Aunt Delia was not only very thorough in her shaving technique but also most experienced as she didn’t nick my private parts once, much to my relief. She wiped the last of the shaving cream away and looked down in admiration of her handy work.

“Now you look like an innocent young pre-pubescent boy with small, uncircumcised cock and no sign of any pubic hair. All pink and baby like. Very fitting and complimentary for you with such a small cock. It looks so unused. It looks like a baby’s pacifier just wanting to be sucked. Would you like Aunt Delia to suck your little shaved wee-wee?” She asked in a baby voice.

My little wee-wee responded on my behalf in climbing to full four-inch erection. With that she slipped my offering into her mouth and began to suck my cock with the force of a vacuum cleaner (Yes I’ve tried that too). She had no trouble getting the full length of my phallus into her mouth. I was sure that she had many a cock in that mouth in her lifetime, all, on average, must have been both longer and thicker than mine. Oh, but this was divine. I jerked my hips towards her receiving mouth. I was going to cum. I had to pull out. I could not cum in my aunt’s mouth. I tried to retract my cock on the point of ejaculation, but she used her teeth to get a strong hold on the throbbing member and then in three jerking explosions I deposited my load of cum in my aunt’s mouth.

She clenched her lips tight around my shrinking, shriveling hard on, not letting a drop of my cum escape. Without saying a word, she shuffled herself up my spent torso her nipples rubbing all the way up my chest. Face to face with me lying under her she lowered her face to mine and put her lips over mine forcing my mouth open with her tongue and transferring my load of cum into my mouth. Yes, I had finger tasted my cum before but never had I received such a large volume of my own sperm deposited into my mouth before, and this done by my aunt.

When Aunt Delia was content that all was now in the donor’s mouth, she said, “You need all the protein you can get. Although you have a most undeveloped and disappointing penis size, you certainly have huge, well hung testicles with a volume of cum that would any man would be proud of. It has been a long time since I’ve had so much cum in my mouth. Well done! Now be a good nephew and swallow your own, it will do you a world of good. Oh, and off you go to bed now. Have a good night sleep at Plantation House,” she said, kissing me on the forehead.

To be continued…