Chapter 73 First Look @ Suzanne's Pussy

Suzanne said to him as they were relaxing afterwards on his bed, "I don't know who's luckier, you or me. As you might have guessed, I have an extremely healthy sexual appetite. I'm enjoying sucking you off soooo much! Your cum is really actually quite tasty. I just can't get over how delicious you are."

She held his softening rod in her hands, caressing it lovingly. "But what's really great is your penis. Eight inches long. Some have longer, but believe me, a ten-inch dick is extremely uncommon outside of professional pornography. But yours is unusually thick too! It fills up my mouth just right. I don't think I could take it in all the way or enjoy it more if it were any bigger. You have the perfect cock for sucking."

He didn't know how to reply to that mind-blowing comment, but he tried to be polite. "Thanks. I think you're perfect too. And your mouth is just right for sucking. When I see your lips now, I can't help but imagine them wrapped around my shaft."

"Flattery will get you everywhere."

Again, he'd been impressed by the things she'd done with her tongue, and again he was tempted to ask her if her tongue was unusually long. But since she was the only woman to have ever given him a blowjob, he worried that maybe his question was stupid and most women could do dexterous tongue maneuvers like she could.

Changing the topic, he hesitated, then asked, almost in the tone of a small child asking for a nickel, "Aunt Suzy, could I ask you for a favor?"

"Of course, Sweetie, but remember our boundaries."

He remembered Susan's bare ass downstairs just a few minutes earlier, and how much he wished he could have seen her pussy too. That lusty memory gave him the courage to ask, "Could I have a close look at ... how you are below?"

Suzanne was delighted by his request, as it provided a means for her to increase the sexual tension between the two of them and advance her seduction plans. She wanted to draw things out, but at the same time she wanted to encourage any signs of assertiveness in him. She played for time, joking, "So, you want to see me in the special layer of Hell reserved for older women who are too free with teenage boys?"

He blushed. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know you felt that way. Please forgive-"

She cut him off. "That's just a joke, Sweetie. Awww, you're just so innocent and cute, how can I say no? But will you tell your mother?" She knew that any mention of Susan would ratchet up his arousal, especially after what had just happened in the kitchen.

He burst into laughter, guffawing extra hard because he was so filled with nervous tension.

"What? What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing."

She spread her legs and raised her skirt, almost enabling him to see her female treasures there. She playfully raised an eyebrow, and said, "Now is that any way to treat a lady you want to ask a very personal favor of?"

He smiled. "Okay. Well, it's that I just now imagined running to Mom like I did when I was five. I'd run to her in the kitchen and reach up to pull on her dress and say, 'Mommy! Mommy! Aunt Suzy let me look at her pussy!'"

Suzanne grinned, but pretended seriousness. "Hmmm. And you just might do it too."

He suddenly felt like he would go crazy if he couldn't at least see a pussy up close. It was hellish to get so many sightings from a distance, like seeing Katherine's pussy by the pool, or near sightings, like just about any time he and Suzanne were alone together lately, and never really being able to examine one, much less touch one.

He knew Suzanne wouldn't allow him to touch her there, but he sensed from her words and demeanor that she might still be convinced to allow his request to just give it a good look. With a very earnest expression, he raised his right hand in a Boy Scout salute, and said, "I promise I won't touch anything. Scout's honor. I'll even keep my hands behind my back! Please, Aunt Suzy, I think I'm going to go crazy if I can't check out a..., well, a vagina," he finished, a bit lamely.

She teased, pretending to waver. "Hmmm. Will this give you points towards your 'Pussy Watching' Boy Scout merit badge?"

"Yes it will," he grinned, deciding that he needed to loosen up and play along.

She came back with an even bigger grin. "Well... Okay. But just you; please don't bring the whole troop over. And you have to complete all the requirements for your Pussy Watching badge before you can even THINK about working on your Pussy Touching badge. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Aunt Suzy. And to think I was going to go for one of those advanced knotting merit badges instead."

After more grins and giggles, he turned to his computer and brought up an image he had been looking at earlier. It was a close-up of a beautiful young woman, not much older than he was, lying on her back with her legs spread and bent and her knees drawn up on either side of her breasts. Her moist slit was fully exposed, the labia slightly parted. "There's something about this image I really like. Could you please show me your pussy like THAT?"

She glanced at the image, and then looked at Alan reproachfully, but even so appeared to be considering the matter. "Well..." she said slowly, enjoying the power she held over him.

He leaned so far forward in anticipation of her answer that he nearly fell over.

She sighed with mock resignation. "I suppose the Scouts require that particular position for the merit badge. And I DO support their fine organization." She winked. "But remember, no touching."

She walked over and quietly locked the door, then removed her skirt and lay on her back on his bed. She spread her legs slightly and then placed her hands below her knees and brought her knees up to her chest, copying the pose of the Internet model that was still visible on his computer screen.

Alan's eyes went wide as they locked on her crotch and his mouth involuntarily dropped open as he fell to his knees in front of her, his face inches from her spread beaver. At the top was her bush, neatly trimmed into a roughly triangular shape. His penis had been mostly flaccid after the blowjob, but he found himself once again at full attention.

She kept the remainder of her pubic region free of hair through waxing. She was in a highly aroused state, and her labia were swollen, her clit throbbing and erect. She was very wet, with a small trail of moisture slowly trickling from her slit and running across her asshole. Her fully engorged vulva included every shade of pink he had ever imagined, and then some; the labia were almost crimson at the base, deep pink in the middle, and coral with a few tinges of purple at the outer edges. It struck him as being the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, and his breath caught in his throat.

He felt drawn to it like a moth to flame, and his face slowly approached her womanhood, almost against his will. When his face was about two inches from her, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, savoring the unique, rich, heady, musky aroma of a woman in heat. He pressed forward millimeter by millimeter until the tip of his nose almost met her pubic hair.

He came so close that she could feel his presence. The way he lightly grazed the outer edges of her pubic hair sent jolts of excitement through her.

She said wryly, "Boy, you sure skirt the edge of the words 'no touching', don't you?"

He pulled back a bit, then asked, "Um, Aunt Suzy, I'm probably pushing my luck here, but I've always been really curious - can I see what it looks like on the inside?"

She sighed loudly. "You definitely ARE pushing your luck. But I suppose showing you just once for educational purposes wouldn't be so bad. As long as you don't get any weird ideas, okay?"

"Scout's honor."

She repositioned herself and spread her labia wide with both hands, so that her glistening, pink inner lips were fully on display.

He just stared, amazed. It reminded him of the inner meat of a giant clam he'd once seen while snorkeling. Just as with the clam, he was spellbound by its beauty.

Dang! I wonder what it would be like to put my dick in there. Handjobs and blowjobs with her already have brought me more pleasure than I ever thought possible. But fucking is supposed to feel even better than THAT! Is it possible to actually die from brain overload due to too much pleasure? If it is, it probably would happen to me if I were to have sex with my unbelievably awesome aunt!

Suzanne loved putting on such a lewd show for him, but she pretended to be reluctant. All too soon, she pulled her hands away, causing her slit to close. "I feel ashamed. You'll probably think I'm some kind of wanton hussy now."

He pulled back some more to look up into her eyes, then said earnestly, "No, Aunt Suzy! Never! I think of you as a teacher and a great friend. You're helping me learn what I should have learned in Sex Ed class if Mom had let me attend. I can't thank you enough."

She smiled benignly, but thought, Does he really think that? If he only knew! If he only knew how demanding my pussy gets, and how badly it wants this! If he decides to get bold right now, I'm a complete goner. I can't let him know how much my pussy controls me or I'll lose all my leverage with him! ... But for the moment, I'm going to enjoy this to the fullest, hee-hee!

When Alan finally pulled his face back a few more inches, Suzanne reached down and parted her labia so he could see her inner folds again, then brought her fingers to her clit and pulled back the hood. She batted her eyelids slowly for a few moments, then turned her head slightly and, in her breathy, seductive, and curiously scratchy voice, asked, "See anything you like?"

He was so ecstatic he wanted to cry for joy, but at the same time he felt strangely detached from reality, almost as if he were in a dream. He tried to burn the image, the texture, the scent, and every possible last detail of her pussy into his brain, as he was irrationally but genuinely afraid that he might never have the chance to see another pussy in such a manner.

His heart was beating so hard and so quickly that he could hear his pulse echoing in his ears. He also felt an immense pressure in his testicles, and his dick throbbed urgently, insistently, in time with his heart and his ears. He felt his dick convulse and begin shooting rope after rope of cum, covering the side of the bed before him. He collapsed to the floor.

Suzanne rolled her eyes and thought to herself, OH FUCKING SHIT! He came just from LOOKING at my pussy! That makes me so happy! If I don't get him inside my cunt soon I'm the one who's going to go insane. She touched her clitoris and came in a massive climax.

Alan was so wiped out as he lay there on the floor that he didn't even realize she had gotten excited to the point of climax too; he thought she'd just done it as a favor for him.

When he finally recovered, he thanked her so profusely that she got a little embarrassed.

Suzanne swore him to secrecy again for good measure, then dressed and left.