The summer when I turned 15, I was at our extended family lakeside place in the B.C. Interior. I had entered into the height of my masturbatory powers, jacking off repeatedly most days to clear out the cum my youthful body produced seemingly non-stop. The day/night in question, there was a particularly large crowd of relatives and friends and I was enjoying watching females from their early teens to late 50s swimming in the lake. There was nothing particularly outrageous on view and I was watching from a shaded chair at a distance while “reading” a book, but at that age even a hint of titty or bush or camel toe was enough to get me throbbingly hard. Usually I would relieve my hard-on by making trips to the can for a quick jackoff session, but this day things were not co-operating with my erections. Every time I’d go for a wank, someone would be in the bathroom or would want to politely talk to me about school or sports or the like, not realizing I had a big cumload that desperately needed rubbing out. I was actually unable to masturbate that day and my frustration was really intense.
Finally I went to bed for the night around 10 p.m. The room I had been allocated had a single bed and a chest of drawers and a bunch of shelving that was used for general storage purposes for families or friends at the compound. I was under a thin blanket, shorts at my ankles and with a very crusty pair of panties I’d scored off an older cousin that I used as a cumwipe. I was probably as horny as I’d ever been in my life and was really looking forward to an extended stroke session and a juicy cumshot or two or three.
I’d been doing a leisurely stop-and-start for at least half an hour or so, fantasizing about the boobs and pussies I’d “seen” over the course of the long day, edging up to what I knew from long jerking experience would be a huge, spurting cumshot. I was even the only person in the cabin so there’d be a good chance of being able to moan as I blew my load. My cock was wetly lubed by my plentiful pre-cum and my balls were tightly retracted in anticipation of a nut-draining ejaculation. Just as I was thinking of finishing off my pleading cock, someone entered the cabin, so I had to delay my release while on the very verge of cumming.
It was my great-aunt Nancy, late 40s or early 50s at the time, who although thickening with age still had a pretty good rack. My room was dark and I pretended to be asleep, eyes squeezed mostly shut, pulsatingly hard cock still in hand and being oh-so-gently squeezed under the blanket. Nancy stuck her head in the room and quietly asked if I was sleeping. I kept up the pretence of being out and Nancy stepped into the room, backlit nicely by a lamp in the sitting room. To my amazement she started to shed the still-wet one-piece bathing suit she’d been wearing all day. It was a bit of a tight fit and that and the wetness made it difficult to get off. I watched through slitted eyes as she managed to get it down over her very large breasts and plump belly. I’ll never know how I didn’t explode at that moment and blast a hole through the wall of the room as her still shapely, hard-nippled boobs jiggled and swayed before my thirsty eyes while she struggled out of the suit. Then the big pay off - she was completely naked for maybe ten seconds as she reached for her travel bag and got out some sort of lounger to wear back down to the dock where the adults were drinking. I got a superb view of Nancy’s massive bush during that time and could even make out her puffy cuntlips.
She left the cabin and I restarted the slow stroke of my rock-hard, slick cock. After I’d given her enough time to get far enough away that I could cum with some privacy, I went for my nut. Frantically whacking my meat, I started to shoot the second I gave my tightly drawn-up balls a rub. I managed to throw aside the blanket before I inundated my torso (and even my face a little bit) with seemingly endless ropes of hot, white cum, groaning in blissful pleasure. It felt like I’d shot my balls right off - biggest cum of my life to that point. I wiped up the glorious, gooey mess with cousin’s panties, pulled up my shorts, and slept like a log until I awoke the next morning with anticipatory wood. You can guess what happened to that!
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