Hot Summer Fun

In the early 70s, when I was 16, I spent a couple of weeks at my grandmother’s place in Kelowna while school was out for the summer. She had a lot of work that needed doing on her house and the small neighbouring apartment building she owned. I’ve always been pretty handy at doing minor repairs, carpentry and the like, and my newly minted driver’s license would be useful as my grandmother didn’t drive. She insisted on paying me (handsomely) for my work, so it was a win-win situation.

At 16 I was a cum machine, usually blowing big, wet loads several times per day. Anything remotely sexual on the streets or beaches of Okanagan Lake or on TV would give me throbbing erections and I was only too happy to make them go down (temporarily!) with a hot jackoff session. My post-orgasm recuperative powers have always been outstanding and during this period of my life were at their height. Two masturbation sessions stood out for me at the time and ever since then, one involving my aunt who was about 38, and the other a tenant at grandma’s apartment building who was maybe 23.

One morning as I was getting ready to get to work, I walked past the door to the room my aunt (who was visiting her mom for a few days) was staying in. As I went by I couldn’t help but notice that it was ajar. I stopped in my tracks in the hallway and went back for a look in, kind of off to side of the door. Was I ever glad I did as my aunt had just risen and was getting dressed for the day.

She was bent over, facing a bit away from me, and trying to get her bra on. I had never really noticed before, but she had nice big tits and they were dangling and jiggling, bare to my thirsty eyes. Decently firm despite the onset of age-related sagging, they were milky white with long, hard, dark nipples. I went boner instantly at the sight and quickly shifted my gaze to her pussy, realizing that I wouldn’t have much time to perv out before she became aware of my presence. My god, her bush was spectacular - dark brown and dense. I couldn’t really make out her cuntlips, but her clit was very big and visible. I got out of there before my luck ran out and rushed directly to the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind me. 

I sat on the toilet after dropping my cutoffs and underwear and went to work on my almost painfully hard cock. I was in a fever from the sight of boobs and pussy, but managed to prolong my pleasure by slowly stroking my cock with fingers and thumb, my eyes clenched shut as I brought back the memories. Even when I got slicked with pre-cum, I managed to hold off my ejaculation several times. Finally, my teenage lust overcame me and I stood in front of the sink and mirror to finish myself off. I totally lost control and jacked my cock hard and fast, my right hand virtually a blur. I squeezed my balls with my left and exploded. Rope after rope of thick cum erupted from my meat and I coated the mirror and countertop in jizz as pleasure coursed through me. After recovering for a minute or so, I sat on the toilet again and whacked out another smaller but still spurting load with a few minutes hard work. I cleaned up the mess and went out to do my chores. During the day I stopped for a couple of jerkoff sessions in honour of my aunt’s tits and pussy and the view of her became my main go-to wank fuel, until the day the tenant next door gave me a show.

Perhaps a week later, my grandma asked me to climb her cherry tree and remove some dead and damaged branches. It was an old, very large tree and quite a bit of work was involved, as well as the necessity of extreme care lest you pull a Keith Richards and fall out onto your head. I had noticed that tenant lady would occasionally sun herself after work on an air mattress in the apartment building backyard, so I made sure to bring my small, but good binoculars with me as well as the saws I’d be working with. You’d hate to miss a voyeur opportunity if one presented itself as the tree was quite close to the neighbouring backyard.

I’d been working carefully for half-an-hour or so when the gods of teenage lust satiation smiled on me. The tenant lady came out, laid a big towel on the air mattress and lay down on her back, her feet pointing away from me. She was wearing an absurdly skimpy bikini that my grandmother would actually give her hell for because it was so revealing and seemed unaware of my presence in the cherry tree. The view of her C-cuppish tits was superb and I broke out the binocs and fished my throbbingly hard cock out of my cutoffs. Her breasts were perfect and I could even make out a bit of nipple. I slowly squeezed and stroked my rampant hard-on as I imagined what it would be like to feel and suck on her boobs.

Perhaps five or ten minutes later tenant lady rolled onto her belly and shifted so that her feet were pointing toward me. She undid the bikini top and luscious tit-flesh became visible from the side when she pressed herself into the mattress. I skillfully edged my cock in a slow, patient grip, paying close attention to the tingling in my drawn-up balls and the lubing of my curved cock by my dripping pre-cum. She had a great ass as well, much of it in sight because of the inadequacy of her bottoms. My cock seemed to get even harder and then things got even better.

I scoped in closer on where tenant lady’s pussy was concealed by only the thin fabric of the bikini bottoms. Sure enough, I could make out dark pubic hairs escaping the crotch of her suit. My cock-stroking intensified as I gorged on the view and I lost it when I realized I could see some camel toe between her parted thighs. Unable to contain myself, I jacked my cock frantically and blew a large, multi-rope load onto the ground and trunk of the tree. Wracked with intense pleasure, I inadvertently let out a small moan that tenant lady seemed to hear.

I let my cock go down a bit and put it back inside my cutoffs and zipped up. I threw down the sack containing my saws and binocs and as innocently as possible got down from the tree. Tenant lady pulled the towel over her tits and asked me if I’d enjoyed the view. I acted like I didn’t know what she was talking about and beat a retreat to my grandma’s house, where I naturally went into my beat-off bathroom and  cranked out another wet, pulsating wad. I left for my family’s lakeside compound a few days later (the site of my Temple of Onan adventures) and never saw tenant lady in the flesh ever again. But she remained engrained in my wank-bank memories permanently.