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David's Aunt May Fantasy

David sent me this phone sex fantasy.  Hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Looking back, I should have known something was going on. I guess I was
just too cocky to think about it. It was my mom's idea to send me to stay
with "Aunt" May over the summer vacation. I was getting involved with a bad
crowd at school and generally being a handful and a half. I had never met my
"Aunt" May, but my mother assured me I would return from her house a changed
boy. She said this with a strange smile so, like I say, I should have known
something was going on. But I didn't think.

I arrived at her home after a long journey,and knocked on the door.
The door opened slowly and a mature, majestic vision stood before me.
Auburn hair was piled high on her head, long, long legs, clad in seductive
silk stockings, a skirt that barely covered her stocking tops, a tight blouse
over phenomenal tits and a smile that could melt stone. I stared at her
transfixed, my eyes moving up and down her body,   I did a double take
before I realized the amazing truth. This was "Aunt" May. I stared, my
legs like rubber, my heart thumping, my face bright red, my back pack over my
shoulder. I gulped. "Uh...Aunt M..May?"

The lady beamed, her smile growing even stronger, even brighter, and a
strange glint appearing in her sharp eyes as she appraised me, nodding.
I thought I could detect a trace of a sneer on her face, but I wasn't
sure, and to be honest, I wasn't looking too closely at her face. My eyes
were level with her phenomenal cleavage and even though I knew I was staring
and knew she knew I was staring, I literally couldn't look away. "Aunt"May
shook her head slightly and tutted playfully in a "boys will be boys" type
way.

"Hey there  David!" she winked " welcome to my place . We need to
have a little talk. Your mother told me you're kinda used to getting your
own way. I run a very different house"

I nodded, my jaw dropping open as I continued to stare at her, my adams
apple bobbing as I gulped, a bead of sweat dripping down my face.
Before I knew what was happening, she had turned and departed, her heels
clicking on the floor, her sweet ass moving up and down in that leather skirt like
two marbles in a handkerchief. Scrambling to catch up with her, my knees
almost gave way. My excitement was growing but so was my fear, for a reason I
couldn't discern. There was something about this woman. Something that
clearly implied she wasn't to be messed with.

But if she thought she needed to do much to puncture my cocky demeanor, she
was wrong. I had started to crack as soon as I saw her, and I knew I would
do anything for her.  I scrambled into the large marble-covered hallway, a
magnificent chandelier hanging above it. I placed my bags by the door and
followed her on shaky , uncomfortable legs as she strode confidently into
the large living room.


For some reason, she had cleared a large space, pushing the sofas to the
side and leaving the center of the living room clear. I furrowed my
brow and licked my dry lip, a feeling of excited dread overwhelming me. I wiped
my clammy hands through my brown hair and looked at her, smiling
nervously. She returned my smile with a knowing and knowledgable one, then came to
stand in front of me. Her manicured hands moved to her blouse, unbuttoning it slowly
as she spoke.

"Ok David, now I don't know you. I don't have a problem with you, yet.
But your mother has sent you to me to teach you some respect...."

Her phenomenal cleavage came into view as I gulped, only barely hearing the
words in my swirling ears.

"...so what I am going to do it teach you a very hard and very painful
lesson. You're here for a week, I believe, which should be enough time to
dent that cocky attitude of yours.".

Her blouse was open now, revealing her tits, encased in a black bra. I
looked down and saw with amazement that she was gently rubbing my
crotch with her long fingernail, enticing it to hardness. I stared, rooted to
the spot as my cock stiffened and my pants tented, my body swaying, my face
alternating between pale and bright red. I whimpered and gulped hard.

"M..May..p..please ..j..just go easy on me"

May laughed, stepped back and deftly unzipped her skirt, letting it
slide down her long legs. Her stockings looked like they were painted on and
her thong clung to her bare pussy, showing the outline of her lips. My "auntie"
placed her hands on her hips, reaching to unclasp her hair, letting it
cascade around her shoulders, ignoring my plea.

"OK David, I want you naked and against the wall. Now please" . Her
voice was firm, but still friendly, hypnotically enticing me to obey. I
pulled my sweater over my head, revealing my puny, smooth chest and hard
nipples, shivering in the cool air. I kicked off my shoes and snapped off the
button of my jeans, dropping them over my tight ass. My cock sprang up like a
tree trunk, pretty big for my age, thick and shaved smooth, the shaft
ribbed with veins, the head shining, and the two balls large and heavy beneath
it. I sighed and stared at May, whose expression didn't change, although
her eyes appraised me expertly. She nodded at the wall and I stepped into
place, leaning against it.

May walked closer, swaying her hips as she approached me. "Spread your
legs baby" she ordered. Again, I couldn't resist. I placed my feet about
half a meter apart and leaned back against the wall. May winked her
appreciation at my obedience, then stepped back, her eyes fixed on my cock and balls,
her heels shining brightly. Suddenly, without warning, she stepped back,
pulled her elegant leg backwards and with a loud, orgasmic yell, slammed her
foot hard and fast between my legs.

Stars danced in front of my eyes, the pain rolling up and down my spine
like a juggernaut, my eyes almost popping from my skull, my jaw dropping
open, my face turning ghostly white as I stared at her, paralyzed with shock and
pain. "Aunt" May left her foot crushed against my swelling sac, my body
almost suspended from her leg as I stood on tiptoes, the shock and pain
growing, spreading from head to toe, a scream of agony building.

With another wink, "Aunt" May stepped back. I dropped to my knees at her feet,
whimpering, my hands instinctively moving to clutch my aching balls, my eyes
wet with tears, my shoulders shaking. I looked up at her cool, impassive
face, shaking my head, unable to speak, but pleading for mercy with my eyes.
With one hand, May bent down, gripped my hair in her fist and hauled me
to my feet like a rag doll, pushing me back against the wall. My legs
shook, my knees were like water, but I stayed upright. May turned around slowly,
letting me see all of her, her sweet ass, her black lingerie covering the
areas I most wanted to see. When she had made a full turn, she grinned.

"Dave, move those hands, be a sweetie"

Like a fool, I obeyed, seduced by her gentle tone, moving my hands to my
sides. She nodded with appreciation and walked over to me, her hands on my
shoulders, lifting me from the floor with incredible strength. I felt weak,
humiliated, defeated, and incredibly excited, my heart pounding like a drum.
She dropped me as she lifted her knee, slamming her thigh into my aching,
throbbing, swollen balls. This time, the pain was instant, and so sharp that
I passed out instantly, my world turning black.

When I awoke, I was lying flat on the floor and May was standing over me,
stroking a 12 inch strap on between her legs, grinning like the cat that got
the cream.

"Ok David, ready for round two?"

I groaned, knowing she would do what she wanted, whether I was ready or
not.


Do you need to be trained? Call May to learn your place!

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