Well Endowed Aunt

"What seems to be the problem?" She asked, reaching into the fridge.

"Don't you like eggs?"

"No. I mean yes, of course I do."

My Aunt closed the fridge door.

"Good. I hope you have a healthy appetite."

It wasn't the eggs that phased me. My Aunt was in her early fifties, and had been

divorced for about six months. Just your typical Aunt.

Except for her breasts. They were massive. I'm not a guy who can estimate women's sizes, but I figured my Aunt Ellie was a size 18 with, maybe, E cup breasts. I've had the occasion to handle a DD size, and these were bigger.

To see her bent over, wearing her brown summer dress, made me forget she was

my aunt. Being nearly twenty years her junior, I should have known better.

"Well, have you?" She repeated, dragging me back from my imagination.

"I'm sure I could satisfy you."

"What?"

"I mean, I won't let your cooking go to waste."

"Good. I hate waste. Sometimes, even if it's too much, you just have to try another mouthful."

I sat back down, at her breakfast bar, mainly to hide my unwelcome erection.

"Is two enough?" She asked.

"One would be plenty," I replied.

"In my house, if you have one, you've gotta have both."

"Both?"

My Aunt showed me the egg box, containing the last two eggs.

"Both."

"Oh, I see."

Ellie began to cook my omelette, whist I sat there, drinking my coffee.

She turned to face me, wooden spoon in hand.

"So, is everything off, Benjamin, or just in the kitchen?"

Benjamin. Nobody called me that anymore. My full name IS Benjamin, but Ben was how I'd been referred to since I left eighth grade. Ellie and my mum were the only two who still called Me Benjamin.

"Yes. The full electrics. No heating, no lighting. All my food is spoiled, as I'd been

away for a few days. The fridge, the freezer, the lot."

"What did the electrician say?"

"He's had a quick look. It's a complete burn out, at the fuse box. It will be Monday before he can get on it."

As Ellie turned back, to concentrate on her cooking, I was mesmerised by her ass.

Even at her age it was still tight, and the early Autumn sunlight was making the skirt of her dress transparent.

I sipped my coffee trying to think of anything but sex.

Omelette done, she plated it, and presented it in front of me. She leaned over the

breakfast bar top as she did. Whether it was on purpose or not, I don't know, but I could see right down her ample cleavage.

"How does that look, Ben?"

"I'm impressed. You sure have some skills in the kitchen."

"In lots of rooms," She replied, straightening back up.

Ellie went to the sink, to wash up the few pots she'd used.

"You know Benjamin," Ellie began, "you could stop here until your electrics are sorted. The bed in the second bedroom is already made up."

I was glad she offered. There was no way I could cook anything at home, or do any work on my laptop. It's battery would only last an hour. The evenings would be cold and dark.

"I'd appreciate that Aunt Ellie."

"Just call me Ellie."

"Is that what everyone calls you these days?"

"Sure. Amongst other things."

We both laughed at whatever that meant.

"Okay, Ellie it is. But you must start to call me Ben"

Ellie leaned back on the breakfast bar, her forearms supporting her weight. Her cleavage clearly visible.

"It's a deal. Is it just Ben, or Sir Ben, or even Master Ben?"

"Ben will do for now. You'll be the first to know when I become Sir or Master."

"Ooh, that sounds promising."

I blushed.

"You know what I mean."

As for stopping over, I'd be more than happy. Getting to see Aunt Ellie's, I mean Ellie's, massive breasts everyday. Jeez. I wanted to knock one out, just thinking about it.

"I take it you've got work to do BEN, so I'll leave you in peace, and have an hour in the hot tub."

"That would be perfect."

I wasn't sure, if I meant the getting work done, or Ellie using the hot tub.

"Can I plug in anywhere?"

"Sure. The WiFi password is on the back of the router, by the house phone."

I knew what I'd like to plug into.

Ellie left me to it.

After I'd began working on my laptop, in the lounge, I noticed Ellie pass the open doorway. She was wearing some kind of dressing gown, but what did she have on underneath?

Something conservative? Something daring? Nothing at all?

I gave her five minutes, then made my way to the kitchen, to have a look out through the window.

Ellie's arms were resting on the sides of the tub. A large parasol gave her privacy, and kept any potential poor weather at bay.

I couldn't get a good look, so stood on a kitchen step-stool.

Ellie's breasts kept bobbing up and down, out of the water. The top of her bathing costume, consisted of little more than two patch triangles. Each just about managing to cover her pierced, hard, nipples.

I'd love to take them in my mouth.

The bubbles in the tub were going full belt.

Ellie seemed to be enjoying herself. She'd thrown her head back and had her eyes closed.

Amazing what a few bubbles can do.

I unzipped my pants, and took hold of my cock, as I watched her.

Her breasts riding the waves, created by the tub's pumps.

Hmm... I'd like to be fucking her now. If a few bubbles were having that effect, she'd be more than happy with my hefty piece of meat inside her.

There was a noise in the garden. I figured it to be a bird or something. Ellie, unexpectedly sat up. I stepped back from the window, my foot finding fresh air.

My head hit the floor.

It hurt. A lot.

I pushed my cock back into my pants, and pulled up the zipper, as best I could.

Then the light kind of faded.

"Ben? Ben? Are you okay?"

It was Ellie. She was bent over me, on her knees, dripping wet. Her breasts hanging down, above me. Pierced nipples now solid.

"Ben, say something?"

"I.. er. I was just getting a glass, when the stool slipped from under me."

"Are you okay?"

"I've banged my head, which hurts like a bitch, but I think I've been lucky."

"Here. Let me help you up."

Ellie, gave me support, as I tried to get back on my feet. Her barely covered breasts, pressing against me.

I could now see what she had for the bottom of her bikini. It was a patch, not much more bigger than the ones for her nipples, with a thong back.

As Ellie tried to steady me, her hand caught my erection.

"Oh. That seems okay, at least."

She guided me to the couch and help me lie down. My erection now more prominent than ever.

I feigned a bit of concussion, to relieve my embarrassment.

Ellie's eyes kept switching from looking at the bump on my head, to the even larger bump in my pants. It was like she was torn what to do. Head or cock. Attend to head or give head. That's how I saw it, but I was a bit woozy.

Ellie got up and returned with a cold compress, which she gave me to put on my head.

"You take it easy Ben. I'll call the doctor and see what he says."

Ellie toddled off, still in her bikini. Her ass, like a giant peach. I drifted off to sleep, with it on my mind.

I wasn't sure how long I slept, but when I came round, I had a thin blanket over me.

As I regained my bearings, Ellie came back into the room.

"Ah. There you are. Have you slept okay? The doctor told me to keep an eye on you, for the next twenty-four hours."

Ellie brought over a glass of water and a couple of painkillers, and put them down, on a table by the sofa.

"You've not to exert yourself for twenty-four hours either, so I'll be taking care of you."

"I do feel a bit better, although still a little giddy."

I went to stand up, and the blanket fell from me. I was naked! Naked, with my ever present erection.

Still not having my balance yet, I fell back, to sit on the sofa.

Ellie reached out to grab my hands, and I ended up pulling her down in front of me, onto her knees. Her face, in line with my hard cock. We sat and looked at each other, for what seemed like an eternity.

Ellie let my hands go, and re-covered me with the blanket.

"You do like getting that out, don't you? If you're not careful, one day, someone might just bite it off."

Ellie got up, and passed me the water and tablets.

I hadn't noticed before, but she had changed. She was now wearing jeans and a tee shirt.

As I drank the water, and took my tablets, a thought occurred to me.

"How did I get naked, Ellie?"

"I thought it best to undress you, to check you for any missed injuries."

"Even my underwear?"

"Well, your cock was straining to get out, I thought it might be swollen."

"How do you know if an already swollen cock, is further swollen, through injury?"

"It wouldn't fit in my mouth."

"You had it in your mouth?"

"I'm only kidding. I treated you with respect, as I undressed you. No indiscretions."

I look relieved, but still imagined her lips wrapped around my thick cock. She'd probably not had any sex, since my Uncle left her. She'd probably suck it now, if I asked.

The house phone rang. My bubble burst.

"Oh hi."

Ellie put her hand over the mouthpiece.

"It's your Mother."

She returned to her phone conversation.

"Yes he is.... He's had a good sleep... Sore. Very sore..... Of course, I'll take care of him... Okay then.... Bye."

Ellie put the phone down.

I was still feeling a bit giddy.

"I think it might be best if I went to bed."

"I think you might be right. Here let me help you."

I kept the blanket around me, this time. I could see Ellie trying to catch a peek of my cock.

Getting up the stairs wasn't easy. Ellie followed me up. She 'accidentally' stood on my blanket, and it pulled from me.

"Ooh nice ass. That's an ass I could slap."

"Ellie! You're MY aunt!"

I covered what I could, with my hand.

"Only by marriage, and now that's over, I'm not even that."

"You'll ALWAYS be my aunt."

"Aww thanks Ben. I could hug you."

If she'd got her massive breasts out, I'd have let her.

"Here," Ellie diverted me, "You can sleep in my room tonight. There's much more space."

"Where will you sleep?"

"In this spare. Don't worry. If I get lonely, I could always come and give you that hug I owe you," She joked. I think.

Ellie and her breasts left me to it, so I turned off the light, and drifted off to sleep. Hard-on, still intact.

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Something woke me. A noise. A feeling. I wasn't sure what.

I fumbled for the bedside lamp. The darkened room was suddenly lit.

Ellie was next to the bed, looking in a bedside drawer. She was naked. Her glorious breasts bathed in the half light of the night.

"Ellie? Is that you?"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you."

She closed the drawer, after taking something from it. She kissed me on the forehead, and wiped my brow.

"Now you get some sleep, and be a good boy."

She switched off the lamp and closed the door, on her way out.

As she left, all I could see was the silhouette of her body, as she stepped through the lit doorway.

Gosh. I was so hard. Seeing Ellie in all her naked glory had not helped the situation.

I wondered why she had to come into the room, knowing I was asleep in there? Tablets? Face cream for an evening ritual? Or maybe something else?

Curiosity got the better of me.

I slipped out of bed, and quietly opened the door. All the lights were out now, except for a small one in Ellie's room.

I crept over, expecting an opportunity to see her apply moisturiser to her naked body or something like that.

There was a noise coming from her room. I sat down, next to her door, with my back against the wall.

There was a low humming noise, and I could hear Ellie's voice.

"You're so good Ben. A fuck I've been waiting for. That's it. All the way in. You're such a good boy. Mmm... yeah. Let me taste you. Mmmm. Mmmm. Mmmm."

I could hear Ellie slurping. She was using a vibrating dildo. Fucking herself, and sucking it. Imagining it was me!

What was I to do? I took matters into my own hands. My cock felt like steel. I slowly began to pump it.

"You are such a big boy. What would your Mommy say, if she could see us now. Here, let me have some of that precum and saliva on my nipples. Their rings need regular oiling, don't you know."

Oh fuck. Yeah, Ellie. Let me wipe my cock all over your tits.

"You make my nipples so hard, Ben. You know it's been seven months since I've been properly serviced. Do you think you can do it for me?"

Oh yes.

Shit! I nearly said it out loud!

"You can? Give it to me then! Give it to me now! Give it to me hard!"

I could hear a different type of slurping now. It was getting faster.

"Oh Ben. Suck my tits, whilst you fuck me!"

I was pumping hard by now. There was a tea towel hanging on the banister. I grabbed it to contain my inevitable explosion.

"Ben. Ben. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. MAKE me cum Ben! Make me cum!"

I got onto my knees, pumping the full length of my cock. Wishing I was fucking her now.

"Oh Ben, I..... aaaaarghhh! I'm fucking cumming. Cumming for you Ben!"

I couldn't hold on, and blasted my seed into the tea towel. I was sweating. I started feeling a bit unwell.

I crawled to my room, dropping the tea towel into the laundry basket, as I passed it.

It took all my strength to get on to the bed, where I flopped out, face down. I was spent.

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Next morning, I was awoken by Ellie. She'd brought me breakfast in bed.

I'd somehow got myself under the covers, during the night.

"How are you today, Ben?"

I did feel a lot better.

Ellie was wearing a lower cut tee shirt today, and a short denim skirt. her breast were almost visible, under her cropped shirt. Almost. Only almost.

As she placed the tray in my lap, she looked up at me. All I could think of was her fucking herself, thinking of me. Her breasts, hanging there now, like forbidden fruit.

"How do these look?"

"Sorry?"

"Your eggs. I've done them over-easy."

"Oh, fine. Fine."

"Good. You need to keep your strength up."

"Was that the doctor's advice?"

Ellie turned to leave. Her ass filling out her tight skirt.

"No. Mine."

Without expanding on why, she left me to eat my breakfast.

Fortunately, my erection had subsided, so the tray sat flat.

After eating my breakfast, and thought I'd best get up. It was late. After eleven.

Taking my tray back into the kitchen, Ellie was there, sorting laundry. She always seemed to be bent over.

"Thanks for that Ellie. I really needed it."

"No problem. I'm sure the opportunity will come when you can give me something that I really need."

I saw her take the tea towel, I'd used last night, from the laundry basket. I made a sharp exit.

Ellie came into the lounge, after sorting the washing.

"You've not long eaten, so I won't cook until dinner, if that's okay?"

"Sure."

"Good. Well that's me. I'm gonna have an hour in the tub. You should consider it. It's good therapy."

"Hmm... maybe, but I have no shorts."

"Shorts schmorts."

Ellie turned and headed upstairs, to get changed.

I wondered if today's bikini would be the same as yesterday's? My cock began to stiffen.

I wasn't disappointed. Today's was a black little number. Instead of triangles, it had pleated strips across her nipples. About three-quarters of an inch wide and four inches long. A third, similar sized strip formed the front of her thong bikini bottom.

"Sure you're not coming?" Ellie asked, stood in front of me, all but naked.

I was so tempted.

"Uhh... maybe tomorrow."

"Okay. Your loss."

I watched her ass wiggle away from me, wondering if she'd be 'moisturising' again, tonight.

Twenty minutes later, I decided to have a peek at her, in the tub.

I noticed she hadn't got the parasol up today, so I went upstairs, to get a bird's eye view.

The window above the hot tub, was actually a door, with a Juliet balcony. The door was already open, so I didn't have to worry about it making a noise.

I carefully leaned over.

Ellie was in her customary position. Head back, eyes closed, arms on the side of the tub. The pumps were going full speed, and her breasts were bouncing with the 'tide'.

Perhaps I should have gone in there with her.

I could see her hips thrusting. The pumps must have been having more than just a therapeutic effect.

God, I was hard. It felt natural to strip off, to get the full voyeuristic effect.

One of Ellie's arms went into the water, beneath the bubbles.

I could tell by her face, that she was giving therapy a hand.

I was going to have to see to myself, again.

Ellie's eyes opened. I stepped back.

Did she see me me?

She began to get out of the tub.

I didn't have time to get dressed. I took my clothes and ran to my bedroom.

Discarding my clothes, I lay face down on the bed. With my arms bent and my head on my hands, I feigned sleep.

I heard Ellie enter the room.

"Are you asleep, Ben?"

I didn't reply.

"Hmm... It mustn't have been you at the window then."

There was a long silence.

"You do have a mighty fine ass, though. Coupled with your cock, whooeee, that sure is something a girl could enjoy."

I felt her get onto the bed.

Her hand lightly patted my butt, and her fingernails softly dragged down my butt cheek.

"Fuck. This could be a double night. Best get you charged up."

With that, she got off the bed, took some clothes from her wardrobe and went into the other room.

I think I must have been holding my breath, as I gasped, once the door closed behind her.

I took the opportunity to take a short nap. The past day or so had physically and mentally drained me.

When I eventually went downstairs, I could hear Ellie, on her sewing machine.

"Hi Ben. Have you slept okay?"

"Yes. I feel so tired. Essentially after watching you...."

I cut myself off.

"Watching you what?"

"After watching YouTube, until late last night."

"Ah. I see."

Ellie continued sewing.

She was sat there in her dressing gown. It looked like she was wearing stockings..?"

"What are you doing?" I enquired.

"Just making some final touches to my costume, for the hallowe'en party at Big Sam's Bar and Grill."

Ellie ran a few more stitches over the material she was working on, then removed it from the machine.

"Here," she said, passing it to me.

I took it from her.

"What is it?"

"A garter. I had to change the colour, to make it match."

"Match what?"

Ellie dropped her dressing gown, to her elbows.

"This little ensemble."

My eyes nearly popped out of my head.

She had a blue corset on, which was defying the laws of physics, to contain the bottom half of her breasts. Along with it, she had matching panties, stockings and low heel shoes.

"Well? Does it match?" She enquired.

"I.. Err... I don't know."

"Here, put it on me, so I can compare it."

Ellie lifted a foot off the floor. I instinctively got to my knees.

"Now, there's a good boy."

I slipped it over her shoe, up her leg and onto her thigh.

My cock was physically pulsing.

I looked up at her. She was looking down at me. She placed her hand, carefully, on to my head.

"Doesn't that feel better?"

"It does."

The tension in the room was like tar. I had to have her.

Ellie was about to drop her dressing down further, when there was a knock at the door.

I quickly got up, and went to the kitchen. Ellie pulled up her dressing gown, and sat back at her sewing machine.

"It's only me!"

My Mom entered the room.

"Oh hi Sammi. I'm just doing a bit of sewing."

"Do you always do it half naked?"

"Of course not. I'm just trying an outfit out, that I'm making."

"I see. How's Ben?"

"He seems okay"

I came back into the room.

"Oh, Hi Mom."

My Mom looked me up and down. My erection had quickly dispersed.

"How are you, son?"

"Fine. Fine. Aunt Ellie is taking good care of me."

"Good. I just popped by, to check you had everything. Oh, and I saw the electrician in town. It's definitely Monday, before he can sort you, so you're stuck here until then.

My Mom eventually left. The moment of tension was gone.

Ellie finished up her sewing, and got changed before making dinner.

"You should try the hot tub, whilst I do dinner."

"I've got no shorts, remember."

"So skinny dip. No one will see you. I've pulled the parasol low, so it's like a bivouac. Plenty of privacy for you."

I could do with chilling out, so I accepted her offer. Whilst she was upstairs, I stripped off and got into the tub. It was warm and soothing. Those bubbles certainly did the trick.

Ellie came down.

"Oh good. I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

She picked up my clothes.

"I'll launder these for you"

"No wait, I haven't any others."

She was gone.

Just great.

There was nothing I could do, so I decided to just sit back and enjoy it. Worry about my clothes later

As I sat there, with my eyes closed and head back, I felt someone else get in.

"Shift over then."

It was Ellie. She was in the water before I could argue. I was startled at first, but made room.

I could see her breasts bobbling, and there was no bikini strap.

"Do you like my breasts, Ben? I always worry they are TOO big, and scare people off."

"No, no Ellie. On the contrary. I think they're wonderful."

"Do you? Would you like to lie with your head between them?"

"I'm not sure that would be right."

"Oh Ben, you can be a stick in the mud. It wouldn't hurt anyone."

I don't know why but I agreed. I scooted around the hot tub and sat between Ellie's legs. My head between her wonderful breasts.

"There you go, Ben. Isn't that better? You can call me Mom more, if you want to, or Mommy even."

It certainly did feel better. Calling Ellie 'Mommy' though. I wasn't ready for that. I felt Ellie's arms wrap around my waist.

We just sat there, the bubbles stimulating our bodies.

My body was getting over stimulated. My cock began to stiffen. There was nothing I could do. As it rose up, it glanced the underside of Ellie's hand.

"Oh? What's this?"

She uncoupled her hands and reached down for my cock. She knew what it was.

Ellie grasped it, in her hand.

"I don't think that's a good idea," I ruefully had to admit.

"Can I just hold it? It's been so long."

I semi-reluctantly agreed.

"Okay."

"Okay Mommy, you mean."

"Okay Mommy."

I played along. The truth was she HAD been on her own for a while. My uncle had done the dirty in her and left. Perhaps she deserved a little something.

We both sat there. My head between her breasts. Her hand wrapped around my cock. I guess we were both getting a little of something we wanted.

We gave it about half an hour. Although unspoken, we mutually agreed we'd crossed enough boundaries for the day.

"What can I wear, until my clothes dry?" I asked Ellie.

"I never gave it a thought to be honest, before I put your clothes in the wash. All

I do have is some things I bought for your uncle, but he never got to wear."

"That should be okay. What have you got?"

"I'll get out first, and get dressed, then leave a selection on your bed. I can finish dinner, whilst you choose."

That sounded like a plan to me.

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"All ready," Ellie called. She was still in her bedroom, when I went to get changed,

so I never saw her dressed.

Entering my bedroom, I expected to find a small range of shirts and trousers. I was mistaken. All there room contained was a a lacy, almost transparent long sleeved shirt, and a pair of tight leather trousers.

Fortunately, there was a pair of socks. However, the underwear was a faux leather jockstrap, with a removable pouch.

I had no choice really. It was this or naked. All the clothes fit, which was lucky. Or planned. I couldn't decide which.

Going downstairs, I found Ellie. She was dressed similarly to me. Her blouse was as transparent as my shirt. I could see her nipple rings through it. She also had had tight leather trousers on.

"I thought I'd dress the same, so you wouldn't feel odd."

"This isn't odd?"

"Not at all. Me and your uncle used to dress up all the time. These outfits are quite tame. Just the thing to eat dinner in. It's not THAT odd."

"I'm sorry Mom, I didn't mean anything by it."

I called Ellie 'Mom', by mistake.

"Aww, Ben. You called me 'Mom'."

"I'm sorry. My head was elsewhere."

"Don't be sorry. You go right ahead and call me 'Mom' if you want. Although

'Mommy' is what I prefer. Aunt makes me seem so old.

I couldn't deny, Ellie looked hot. Her breasts got me every time. I wanted the evening to hurry along, so I could listen to her masturbate again.

In our strange garbs, we ate dinner and then watched a movie. My eyes, forever on Ellie's breasts. Her eyes on my obvious arousal.

"I'm having an early night," I told her.

She didn't seem disappointed. Probably as keen to get her toys out, as I was to watch her.

I lay in bed for an hour, with just my jockstrap on. It made me horny, knowing Ellie knew I was wearing it.

She came up to bed, about half an hour after me, so I figured now would be a good time to check on her.

I crept to her room, and could already her the expected humming noise.

Ellie was replaying a familiar scene.

"Yes. Fuck me Ben. Fuck your favourite Mommy. You know you want to. You were so hard today. That was for me, wasn't it? You wanted to bend me over the side of that tub and fuck me didn't you. Oh, Ben. Oh.. Oh.."

Ellie was using her toy to good effect. She was right though. I wanted to do that. I quietly pulled the pouch from my jockstrap, leaving only the framework straps, around my legs and waist.

I was hard now my cock dripping. I sat back, to listen to more of Ellie's fantasy.

"Do you like my tits Ben? Did you enjoy burying your head in them? Did you wish it was your face? I'd love to smother you between them, whilst you fucked me."

I took a sneaky peek around the corner. Ellie was working her toy, in and out of her pussy. Her tits bouncing everywhere. She had a chain connecting her nipple rings, to reduce the amount they moved. Lying with her back on the bed, her head was practically hanging off the side, facing the door.

I could not sit back any longer. I got up, and walked into her room. My cock was hard and angry.

Ellie noticed me, as I entered the room.

She didn't stop. Her eyes met mine, as if to suggest I was already fucking her.

I leaned over the bed, grabbing her upper arms, and slid my cock into her mouth.

She didn't have to say anything. She COULDN'T say anything.

Ellie gorged on my cock, as she used the toy on her pussy.

"Isn't the real thing a little better?" I asked, whilst my cock fucked her throat.

She may have been six months out of the game, but she hadn't lost any of her cock sucking skills.

"Uh huh. Uh huh," Ellie managed.

I didn't like using the term 'Mommy', but it seemed to work for Ellie.

"That's it Mommy. Take that cock. Take ALL that cock."

I slipped out of her mouth.

"Call me 'Mommy' again."

"Sure thing."

I released one arm, and used my hand to hold my cock vertical.

"Now lick those balls, Mommy."

"Oh yes."

I released Ellie's other arm so she could turn over, and get her tongue on me.

She worked my balls and my perineum.

"You sure know how to treat a man, Ellie."

"I've wanted to TREAT you for so long."

I started stroking my cock. I was in heaven.

Ellie sat back, taking the toy from between her legs, and switching it off.

"I love to watch you masturbate, Ben."

"Do you? Why is that?"

"I love to see you in control of your hard cock. Your precum lubricating your shaft.

Whilst I'm sat here helpless, wondering when and where you are going to cum."

"Here sit beside me."

Ellie sat on her knees, at the edge of the bed, her eyes intently watching me pump my cock.

"Pass me your toy."

Ellie reached over, and passed it to me.

She instinctively spread her knees.

Without deviating from her gaze, I turned it back on and pressed it between her thighs.

"Now I'm in control of us both, Mommy."

"Oh yes, Ben. You own my pussy."

Ellie leaned back, using her hands on the bed, to support herself.

I inserted the first inch or so, of her toy.

Her head rolled back in ecstasy. I let go of my cock, and grasped the chain between her nipples.

"Do I own these, too?"

"All of it. You own all of it, just don't stop."

The toy went in deeper.

"Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you?"

Ellie licked her lips.

"Yes. Yes. Fuck your Mommy."

She pushed her breasts out towards me.

I wanted to make her cum. Sure, I wanted to fuck her too, but in the back of my mind, in spite of everything we'd done, I still wasn't sure it was right. That wasn't going to stop me making her cum, though.

I pulled her chain tight, and rapidly used the toy on her.

"Ben! Ben! I'm cumming! I can't stop!"

"DON'T stop. Do it. Cum for me. SHOW me you can cum for me!"

Ellie's face contorted. She couldn't hold it.

"Fuck Ben! Fuck! I wanted your cock in me! I can't hold off."

Ellie's hips pumped, as the toy drew her orgasm from her.

I let her chain go. I might not get to fuck her, but I was going to cum too!

I restarted pumping my, now soaking shaft.

Ellie regained her post-orgasm senses.

Seeing me working my cock, she sat back up.

She pushed her breasts together.

"Cum on my tits, Ben! Cum all over them. You know you want to!"

I began beating hard.

"I'm going to shoot it all over your massive tits!"

"Yes! Yes! Cum for Mommy!"

I was getting close. Oh, how much I wanted it to be her pussy, but THOSE tits.

My arm started cramping.

Seeing my discomfort, Ellie let go of her breasts, and took a double handhold, of my cock.

"Come on Ben. You can do it!"

Ellie pumped me hard, and licked her lips.

My load fired across her breasts, dripping on to her nipples. Oh, fuck. Bullseye.

Ellie milked what she could from my cock, then took it into her mouth.

I used both hands to press her head onto me.

"Make sure you get it all, Mommy."

Ellie worked it, but began to gag, so I released her head.

"We need to do something with those hands." She declared.

I put my arms behind my back, gripping one wrist, with the other hand.

"Yeah. That's good. They really need to be handcuffed there, out of the way."

Handcuffed? Ellie had never mentioned anything like that before. Was THAT the kind of thing she used to do? I tested the water.

"Maybe I should gag you on more than my cock, when I fuck you?"

Ellie looked up at me.

"Would you Ben? Would you do that for your Mommy?"

She took my cock into her mouth and began sucking again, in earnest.

I was hardening again, but it was time to stop.

I delicately pushed Ellie away from me.

She was still ravenous.

"I think that's enough for one evening."

Ellie nodded.

As I began to leave, she called me back.

"Can I sleep with you tonight, Ben?"

"Sure. I'm just going to take a quick shower."

Ellie smiled. Sex can make you happy, but only love brings happiness.

As I lay in bed, Ellie joined me.

We were both naked, but sex wasn't on the agenda.

Her breasts pressed against my back, as her arm wrapped around me.

She got her hug.

I got a hard-on.