Hanabi finished unbuttoning his pants and tugged the denim lower. His underwear came into view next. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and pulled it down just enough for his cock to spring free right in front of her face.
Kenji’s thick eight-inch cock stood fully hard and rising up toward her. The head was already glistening with his precum.
So big…
The thought hit Hanabi hard. Her eyes stayed locked on the thick length only inches from her lips.
What if this went inside my pussy…
The thought made her pussy twitch inside her soaked panties and some juice already leaked out and stuck the thin blue fabric to her panties.
Fuck, I need to control myself.
She looked up. Kenji was still watching her with that same soft, innocent expression, as if he had no idea what was happening. The contrast only made her even more horny.
Hanabi forced a gentle smile. “Okay, Kenji. Now Auntie is going to teach you how to take care of this.”
He nodded. “Okay, Auntie.”
“Good boy.”
She wrapped her left hand around his cock. Her fingers could barely close all the way around the thick shaft. The moment her warm palm settled against the hot skin, Kenji’s took deep breath.
Fuck… she looks so hot like this. I really want to fuck her hard right now, he thought, fighting to keep the innocent look on his face while her soft hand held him.
“See, Kenji? This is your dick,” Hanabi said quietly. She gave the shaft a few slow strokes, her small hand gliding from the base up to the sensitive head and back down again.
Kenji let out a low moan. “Ahh… Auntie… it feels so good…”
The sound of his voice made her smile widen. “Hehe. This is nothing. Today Auntie will show you how to masturbate properly so you can feel this kind of pleasure every day.”
Kenji only nodded, eyes half-lidded. Hanabi kept stroking at a steady, slow pace. She watched her own hand move up and down the massive length, the veins standing out under her fingers.
Just how did he get so big? He’s only eighteen…
While she wondered, her pussy continued to drip. Thin strands of her juices already soaked through the crotch of her panties and threatened to run down her inner thighs.
Fuck, I’m so horny right now… and it’s just from stroking his cock. I really want this inside me.
A deep blush covered her cheeks. Clear precum began to leak from the tip and coat her fingers, making each stroke a little wetter. The wet sounds of her hand working him filled the quiet room. This chapter was copied from novelping(.)com without permission.
“Ahh, Auntie… keep doing that… it feels so good…” Kenji moaned again.
The needy tone made her nipples ache against the cups of her bra. Her clit throbbed in time with every stroke she gave him.
After a few more pumps she noticed the friction growing. His cock was still mostly dry aside from the precum and her hand was starting to drag instead of glide.
What should I do? I don’t have any lube…
Then a simple idea came to her.
Kenji felt the strokes turning rough for a second. Before he could say anything, Hanabi leaned in close. Her warm breath washed over the sensitive head of his cock. His eyes widened when he realized what she was about to do.
She parted her lips and spat a thick string of saliva right onto the tip.
*Spit*
The hot spit landed on his cock and slowly slid down the shaft. Hanabi looked up at him with flushed cheeks.
“Kenji… how do you feel now?” she asked, wrapping her hand around him again. This time her fingers slid smoothly from base to tip, the spit mixing with his precum and turning every stroke slick and easy.
Kenji couldn’t answer with words. He arched back against the bed, eyes closing as the wet heat of her spit and the tight grip of her hand worked him. Pleasure shot up his spine. He was already close.
He forced his eyes open again and looked at her with the same innocent expression.
“Auntie… I think I’m about to pee…”
Hanabi’s smile turned soft and knowing. She tightened her grip and stroked him faster, the wet sounds growing louder.
“It’s fine, Kenji. Just let it out. That’s called cumming.”
She pumped him harder, her small hand flying up and down the thick 8inch cock. The room filled with the wet strokes and Kenji’s heavy, uneven breaths as he edged closer and closer to the climax.
After only two more minutes of steady stroking, Kenji felt the pressure building past the point of control.
The pleasure was too overwhelming, the way Hanabi looked up at him while her small hand worked his thick cock made it impossible to hold back any longer.
Ahh, fuck…
“Ahh… Auntie… I’m cumming!”
His cock pulsed hard in her grip. Thick ropes of cum shot out in strong spurts. Some of it splattered across the soft cups of her blue bra, leaving white streaks on the fabric.
Kenji arched back against the bed, eyes squeezed shut, legs stretched out straight. For a few long seconds he felt like he was floating, every muscle locked as wave after wave of release rolled through him.
Hanabi never stopped. She kept giving him slow, firm strokes even as he came, milking every drop out of him.
“Yes, Kenji… this is called cumming. Let it all out. Don’t worry about making a mess,” she said in a soft, encouraging voice.
While she worked him, her own body finally tipped over the edge. Her pussy clenched hard around nothing and juices flooded out of her, soaking the back of her panties completely.
The thin fabric of her panties stuck to her pussy and a thin stream of her juice slipped past the edge, running down the soft skin of her inner thighs before dripping onto the floor beneath her knees.
Fuck… I just came without even touching myself. Why am I this horny?
Hanabi’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment as the unexpected orgasm washed through her. Her thighs trembled and her breathing turned short and shaky.
When both of them finally started to come down, the only sound in the room was their heavy breathing. Kenji’s chest rose and fell quickly.
Hanabi opened her eyes again and immediately felt how wet she was. The crotch of her panties was completely ruined and a small puddle of her own juices had formed on the floor behind her.
Thank god Kenji doesn’t know about this kind of stuff yet… if he did, I’d be even more embarrassed to face him.
She looked up at him. He was still catching his breath, that same innocent expression on his face as he watched her. Her hand was still wrapped loosely around his cock, which had softened only a little after the intense orgasm.
“How was it, Kenji? Did you feel good?” she asked in a gentle tone.
The soft sound of her voice and the warm feel of her cum-slick fingers still holding him was enough.
Kenji felt fresh blood rush back into his cock. It twitched once in her hand, then rapidly stiffened again until it stood fully hard once more, thick and heavy against her palm.
He looked at her with wide, puppy-like eyes.
“Yes, Auntie… it felt so good. Can you do it again?”
Hanabi froze for a second as she felt the shaft harden completely under her fingers again.
What… he’s hard again already? If I do it second time I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself anymore…
But then she looked at that soft, pleading face and the words of refusal simply wouldn’t come out.
A small, almost helpless smile curved her lips.
“Okay, Kenji. I’m your auntie. You can always count on me.”
She gave his newly hardened cock a gentle squeeze, already preparing herself for whatever came next.