She got up from over his lap and stood before him, and there she shimmied her hips and pushed down on her shorts till much of her black-haired aunt was showing through the open vet of her zipper.

"Now you take them down the rest of the way," she said. "Get down on your knees to do it."

As if in a dream, Jim did as he was told. There on his knees, with his stiff cock poking out and up at his aunt, he got his hot hands on real woman flesh, very smooth and warm and soft, and in constant soft motion as she sinuously moved before him.

Her aunt was just a big triangle of fine black hair. He longed to crouch down and get a look at it, but knew he couldn't do that unless he was told to. Her scent was very strong, and grew stronger as he eased her wet-crotched shorts down her ultra smooth legs. It was a disgusting scent, in a way, and yet he found himself breathing in all he could of it. Crouched down low, working the shorts off over her dainty pink feet, he stole a look upward and then had to gape at the thick pink lips peeping out from the smooth thatch of hair.

"Like what you see, Jim? That's where your pretty cock will be, very soon," Ellen said, rubbing her fingers over her sopping wet cuntlips, and finding more pleasure now than she had with the silly dildo. "Answer me, dear."

"I… I like it, I guess," Jim said.

"Then give me a nice kiss on my cunt, like a good boy."

"K-Kiss you there?"

"Yes. Right here. On my cunt," Ellen said and, placing the ball of her forefinger right on her clitoris, she pressed it hard with a sultry smile on her face as the thrills coursed deep through her body. "One nice kiss, pretty Jim, and then you can fuck me all you want."

Jim swallowed hard, lifted his face and rose up close to that very strong scent of sex. He'd heard of guys who ate cunt, and he knew he could never do that – though he didn't know exactly what it was. But he could kiss her there once if it meant learning how to fuck.