5 Times a Day

**Chapter 83**

After putting a lot of love into her right breast, I did the same thing with her other breast. Slow. Wet. I sucked until her nipple was swollen and shiny, then switched sides and did it again. She relished every second of it.

“Hmm~~~ You’re doing so good.”

In between groans and compliments, Aunt Elise eventually finished and told me to stop. “Now, gently take off my panties. If you’re with a girl your age, go slowly to get her excited. When girls haven’t had it yet, they get scared easily, and that makes them look forward to what’s to come in excitement and anticipation.”

She was comparable to a professor, providing me with a comprehensive education. What to do with a MILF like her? What was the difference between a newly perky woman and a mature woman like herself? I learned everything from her, and very gradually.

As I moved down, I kissed her milky white skin over and over again. Hungry for her taste. Aunt Elise gave a gentle smile but didn’t say anything. When I kissed her belly button, she did laugh, as though she was a little ticklish. Ignoring that, I reached my goal.

I felt dizzy from the smell coming off her already wet pussy. Sweet. Heavy. Filthy in the best way. It punched into my nose, and it took everything I had not to bury my face in it.

As she had instructed, I took her panties by the edges and pulled them down slowly and gently. The soaked fabric peeled off her slit with a wet sound. A string of her juices stretched from the cloth to her pussy before it snapped. Once I did, she closed her legs to tease me, but it wasn’t what I thought it was. She said, “Now, grab my knees and slowly pull them apart.”

I nodded and did exactly as she said. I couldn’t help but get harder with every inch she opened for me. It looks like the excitement wasn’t just limited to girls my age.

Finally revealing the pink sanctuary I had long desired, I took a big gulp. She was dripping. Her folds were glossy, slightly parted, the little hole at the center winking as she breathed. The excitement built up inside me, pushing me to jump right in. Despite my lust entering the red zone, I held back and just stared at that overflowing pussy.

I slowly reached out and touched her. She squirmed. My fingers slid through her wetness like she’d already been fucked. Smooth. Hot. Slick enough that my fingertip disappeared between her lips with no effort.

“See what a good advantage breast play can be? You can now enter me without needing any lubrication,” Aunt Elise said. Even though she said that, she didn’t tell me it was my signal to go. She placed her hand on my chest and pushed me upwards before she rose as well. When we were both upright, she spun me around and pushed me against the bed.

Even though I was strong, I had never felt so helpless that a simple push would knock me down.

After I was on my back, Aunt Elise stripped my pants and underwear off. My nine-inch cock sprang free, so hard it would have slapped her across the face if she hadn’t leaned back in time. It stood up flushed and leaking.

“No matter how many times I see it, I still can’t get used to the sight,” Aunt Elise said before she knelt between my knees. I used my elbows to prop myself up so I could watch every filthy second.

She kissed the slit of my cock without taking it in. Just a wet peck on my urethra. I twitched and groaned. She giggled, amused, and never stopped. She grabbed my shaft, pushed it up against my stomach, and kissed the thick vein underneath. That made me groan louder. My cock jumped in her hand.

She rubbed the underside of my dick against her right cheek, smearing the wet tip across her skin, then licked the head from the bottom all the way over the ridge. My legs shook.

At last she parted her lips and took just the head into her mouth. Her hand stayed wrapped around the rest. Warm and tight and just the right amount of sloppy.

“Urgh!”

I had never tensed up like that before. Every other blowjob I’d had was rushed or clumsy.

But this one...

This one was proper.

“Urgh!”

She worked her tongue under the head while she sucked, swirling, flicking, then sealing her lips and pulling. I clenched the sheets so I wouldn’t grab her hair and fuck her throat. Every vein in my body wanted me to.

She treated my cock like it was alive in her mouth. Soft. Slimy. Relentless. Spit ran down my shaft and over her knuckles. She drooled on purpose.

“Mmm~~~”

“Mmff~~~”

She moaned around me and looked up through her lashes, my cock stretching her lips. The same pretty mouth that taught me manners was now stuffed with her nephew’s dick.

“Pwah!”

She pulled off with a wet gasp. A thick string of spit connected her tongue to my cockhead. She hadn’t swallowed me to the base this time, but I was soaked and shiny.

“My dear nephew, let me show you how to get a woman to do what you want for your pleasure for once,” she said.

I didn’t understand until she climbed up, crushed her huge soft tits around my cock, and trapped me in her cleavage. The head poked out between them, wet and angry.

She didn’t bounce at first. She just squished those tits together and rubbed them around my shaft, smothering me in warm flesh.

“You see, women, just like men, are very selfish. They only care about themselves and don’t like focusing on their man’s pleasure. It is simply a universal disadvantage that they are unable to experience an orgasm before men. Otherwise, they are equally selfish as men.” As she talked, she dragged my cockhead through her cleavage, left and right, using her tits like a toy.

“So you have to make them show appreciation. This is one of those ways. It’s called a tit-job. Most women avoid it because it’s not very enjoyable, but men find it very stimulating, so make sure you can occasionally indulge in one,” Aunt Elise said.

I could barely hear her. My cock was buried in her tits and leaking all over her chest.

Then she really started.

She grabbed her breasts from underneath, squeezed them tight around me, pushed up…

“Aargh!!!!”

…and dropped them. My cock punched through her cleavage and slapped against her throat. She did it again. And again. She built a rhythm so filthy and so fast I couldn’t stop grunting. Wet skin. Heavy tits. My spit-slick cock disappearing and coming back shiny between them.

I thought I was going to burst. That was the weird part. I had a stamina boost, but I was still a newbie. After her mouth and now her tits, I felt like I was right on the edge the whole time, and I still wasn’t cumming. I had almost no control.

The pressure. The spit. The sweat between her breasts. It never let up. Every stroke made a dirty wet sound.

She slowed down and squeezed harder. My head kissed the hollow of her throat on every upstroke. She looked up at me with that heat-drunk smile, like she wanted me to ruin her.

‘Fuck!’

The last of my reason broke when she said, “If you keep holding yourself back like this...”

I grabbed her tits from the front. Her nipples stabbed into my palms. I shoved them down around my cock in one hard stroke, and she opened her mouth on instinct and took the head in, sucking like she already knew I was done.

“AAARRGHH!!!”

I came in her mouth like an animal. Thick and heavy. Pulse after pulse. I barely remembered anything after that except the sound of her swallowing. When my vision came back, Aunt Elise was staring at me with her mouth open, my cum pooled on her tongue, overflowing toward her lip.

My cock stayed hard at the sight. I wanted to shove her down and keep going. She closed her mouth, swallowed everything in one gulp, then opened up again and showed me her empty mouth.

Clean. Perfect as it was without my filth.

She licked her lips and smiled like a woman who knew exactly what she’d done.

“Yummy~~~”

She had no idea how close I was to losing myself.

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