AUNT SU LING

By
Kandor

    Paul had it down to a science. He'd lay on the floor in front of the 
television and angle himself just right to see the reflection of his Aunt Su 
Ling as she sat on the couch behind him. He had to catch the sun just right 
as it washed through the big front living room window, but he'd done it 
before, many times. And when it worked, his 14-year-old cock sprang to life 
as he lay on his side facing away from her, watching the 40-year-old Asian 
woman's long, lean legs as she lounged in tiny short shorts on the couch 
behind him, legs stuffed into short white socks and sneakers.
    Paul was a leg man, a foot man, for so young a person. Since he'd popped 
his first boner a couple years earlier, it was the legs and feet that got to 
him - and all thanks to his Aunt Su Ling. They were at her pool one day 
swimming, and she was sitting on the edge, her long legs dangling in the 
water, occasionally kicking a foot up in a motion that not only outlined the 
long, hard lines of her sexy thigh muscles, but flashed her painted toenails 
in the midday sun. It was around Paul's time of sexual awakening and this one 
day in particular solidified in his mind an image that would stay with him 
the rest of his life.
    Su Ling' son, Mike, a goofy kid about 17 or so, was swimming by his mom 
when she lashed out her legs, her feet capturing his head. Laughing at his 
protests, she reeled him in, literally, scooping him back to the pool's edge 
and capturing his head in her steely, wet thighs for a scissor hold. She sat 
back on the deck of the pool and squeezed him hard enough to bring tears to 
his eyes.
    Ma, please, not again, please, please... the kid whimpered, his hands 
meekly pulling at his mother's long, lean thighs.
    Su Ling just leaned back on her hands and powered the hold down harder, 
gritting her teeth, closing her almond-shaped eyes, her jet-black hair 
touching the deck behind her as she crushed her son in her scissor lock.
    You know what I want, Mikey, she laughed, her sexy, exotic face 
scrunched up in concentration as she throbbed her long legs on his head. 
Look at my toes! It's time again!
    Su Ling pulled herself back onto the deck until Mike flopped along with 
her, still a captive of her scissorlock. She squeezed hard enough to knock 
him out, and then got up and sat in a lounge chair, pulling his groggy form 
up to lay between her legs where she rescissored him, her crossed feet on his 
belly. She reached to a table at the side of the lounge and picked up the red 
nail polish, handing it to Mike, who was just now coming around.
    Do a good job, I won't scissor you unconscious again, Su Ling hissed. 
Do a REALLY good job, maybe "ll let you have babies some day!!
    Paul had no clue what it all meant, all he knew was that the throbbing 
boner in his bathing suit was about to explode. He watched from the side of 
the pool as Su Ling's son, captured helplessly in his mother's thighs, 
obediently painted her long toenails a bright red. Su Ling looked at Paul and 
smiled.
    It's a mother and son thing, honey, she sighed, picking up a book to 
read and resting it on Mike's head as it lay trapped in his mom's 
scissorlock. We have an understanding.
    Paul's own head was swimming. He was sexually aroused beyond belief 
watching his aunt so totally dominate her son and get him to paint her 
toenails. He couldn't watch, afraid his come would rocket from his cock, 
untouched by his own hand. Swimming to the far side, he tried staying under 
as long as possible so he wouldn't hear Mike's agonized moans and Su Ling's 
dominant, low laugh.
    When she was done with him, Su Ling released her leg lock and looked at 
her toes while Mike slumped nearly unconscious to the pool deck. She shook 
her head and made tsk-tsk noises.
    Not good enough, sonny boy, she said. Get in the house...NOW!!
    Mike got up and ran, but Su Ling, with her long, strong legs, bounded 
after him and caught him easily, throwing him to the lawn with a snappy fast 
flying headscissors. She grabbed his hair and banged his head off a 
clothespole in the middle of the lawn, then made him grab it and bend over at 
the waist.
    Spread ‘em, she growled. And don't you dare move until "m 
done...let's see, you screwed up five toes...five oughta do it!!
    Paul could not believe what came next. Su Ling positioned herself behind 
her son and with incredible precision, slammed her naked foot up between his 
legs and into his balls through his suit. Mike screamed in agony - but didn't 
move, for fear of worse punishment. Agaion and again, Su Ling's lean leg 
lashed out and connected her foot to his balls, four more times. When she was 
done, he slumped to the lawn and puked. Su Ling shot Paul a look as he 
watched in amazement from the pool.
    You want some of this? she asked calmly. Then mind your own business.
    Aunt Su Ling then easily headlocked her son and waltzed him into the 
house. Paul went back to swimming and tried to ignore the high-pitched 
screams coming frmo the house for the rest of the day.
    The memory of that flooded Paul's mind as he looked at Su Ling's legs in 
the reflection of the TV. That was the first and only time she'd seen her do 
that to Mike, and after, when Paul asked his cousin about it, Mike refused to 
discuss it, too embarassed to talk about the dominant mom who controlled his 
life and brutalized his balls. So Paul was left to fantasize, jerking off 
daily, sometimes three or four times, mostly every time thinking of that day 
at the pool.
    He was snapped out of his recollective reverie when his aunt suddenly 
said, You like what you see?
    Paul went white. He had been checking out his aunt's muscular legs in the 
reflection of the TV, but didn't think she noticed. He didn't answer.
    I said do you like what you see on TV, and I don't mean the show? she 
continued, flipping calmly the pages of the magazine she was reading. Paul, 
you're in my house watching my TV and I catch you looking at my legs, and 
I"d like to know if you like it. My legs, I mean.
    Paul gulped loudly and stood up.
    I gotta go, Auntie, he said, making for the door before his cock could 
do the full rise in his jeans. Talk to you later.
    He got to the door and found the way blocked by his 5 foot, 10 inch aunt, 
looking down at the 5 foot 5 Paul. She smiled and crossed her arms. 
    I think the time has come, she said, walking toward him, backing him 
up. Take your pants off.
    Wha....what? Paul asked, shocked. Take my pants off? I, uh, I don't 
think, uh, that's a good idea, Aunt Su Ling, um...
    You saw what I did to Mike that day, Paul, you want these legs to do it 
to you? Su Ling asked calmly.
    She didn't give him the chance to answer. She shot a smooth thigh up and 
her knee slammed into Paul's crotch, sending white hot shivers of pain up his 
belly to the top of his head. As he bent over in pain, Su Ling leaped up and 
wrapped her rugged legs around his neck, crashing them both to the living 
room floor, a crushing throat scissors on the young boy, taking him to the 
brink of unconsciousness.
    Take them off, Su Ling said, leaning up on her elbow.
    Paul balked and Su Ling impatiently unsnapped his jeans and undid his 
belt, sliding his pants down and off, leaving him in his boxers, his six-inch 
cock bobbing up out of the shorts hole. Su Ling laughed.
    Not bad...let's hope it grows a bit more.
    She pushed her hand into the waistband of his shorts and her fingers 
found their mark, latching onto his boyish balls and squeezing hard. He 
screamed a high-pitched scream which Su Ling cut off by scissoring his neck 
more tightly.
    Enough of that, she laughed. Don't want nosey neighbors poking 
around and finding your auntie racking your gonads!
    Paul choked in the grip of his aunt's steely scissors and under the 
relentless mauling of his nuts. She was milking them now, rolling the meat of 
his balls in her hard hand, her fingers coiling tightly at the base of them, 
the entire pressurized process causing his cock to jump and twitch in a 
manner that he thought only he could duplicate. He'd jerked off millions of 
times and knew the feeling of pre-orgasm, and Su Ling's crushing hand had him 
there.
    You gonna cum, little boy? Su Ling hissed, reading his mind. You want 
to shoot a big load for Auntie? If you do, you'll get pain like you never had 
pain, you little shit!! So you better not come! Go ahead, try NOT to come!!!
    Paul was losing the battle quickly, the more Su Ling kneaded his sore 
ball bag, the closer to orgasm he got. Su Ling smiled and brutally worked his 
gonads, leaning up on one elbow to watch, her muscular arm tanned and flexing 
as she did.
    Mmmm, look at that goo, she hissed, licking her lips and watching 
Paul's cockhead pool a huge clear dollop of precum. Touch it...touch it I 
said!!
    She relocked her ankles and sliced her muscular middle-aged thighs deeper 
into his neck. Paul groaned and obeyed, his trembling finger touching the 
precum on his cock. Su Ling laughed and made him scoop up a finger full of it.
    Bring it here, she growled. To my lips.
    Paul reached up with his arm and brought the gooey finger to Su Ling's 
mouth, where she maoned loudly and sucked it in, her hot tongue washing over 
the tip, cleaning the precum and sucking the entire finger like a cock. She 
eyed Paul as she did it, knowing the effect it was having on him. She smiled, 
her lips curling around his finger that was down her throat.    
    The look did it, plus the constant pressure of her hand on his nuts. 
Paul's cock erupted, a thick river of hot spunk jettisoning from his 
twitching cockhead and landing with a splast up his chest and across her top 
scissoring thigh and even onto Paul's sputtering face. His aunt laughed evily 
and kept mauling his balls until his cock stopped spurting its load and 
shrunk down to normal size. Still, Aunty Su Ling twisted his nuts in her hand 
before finally letting go.
    
Mmmm, that's a lot of cum, I love it when I make the young ones pop their 
rocks, it's sooooooooo much juice, she sighed, using her hand to rub Paul's 
massive load into the top thigh that was sliced into his throat until it 
shone with spunk from her tiny short shorts leg to her knee.
    She used that hand to scoop up more of his cum from his belly and chest. 
Unlocking her brutal scissors, she ran the load from her hand over the inside 
of her creamy thigh before slamming it back down before Paul could move, the 
spunked-up muscles of her inner thigh splashing on his mouth. She locked up 
and had him in a scissor-smother, her muscular thigh cutting off his air, 
leaving only his terror-filled eyes exposed.
    Suck it up, she hissed, hand on her slim hip. Lick that thigh clean!!
    Paul had no choice and slathered his aunt's powerful thigh with his 
tongue, swallowing every drop of his own juice that she'd put there. He was 
nearly unconscious when she finally let go. Choking, he got to his knees and 
coughed. His aunt laughed and stood up.
    Put your neck here, in my calves, she said, standing before him. From 
behind, put your neck in my calves. NOW!!
    Paul meekly obeyed and Su Ling instantly stood on crossed feet, her 
muscular calves slicing mercilessly into Paul's neck. She ordered him to 
untie her sneakers, and he obeyed.
    Now slip off my socks and smell them, she growled. Go on...
    Paul had to obey, taking one sweaty white sock off and inhaling the foul 
vapors, then doing the other one. When he was done he looked down to the 
non-painted toenails of his aunt's pretty feet. She laughed and bent down to 
slip his head further down her lower leg lock until his mouth was at her feet.
    Suck ‘em, she growled. Suck my toes.
    Su Ling finally loosened her mighty leg lock to allow him to scamper 
around to the front and slowly take each of her grimy, sweaty toes into his 
mouth and suck them clean. He had tears in his eyes from the humiliation of 
his aunt forcing him to cleanse her filthy toes in his mouth - yet his young 
cock hardened anew, as he tried his best to hide it from her. He didn't have 
to, she knew.
    You little pig, Su Ling hissed,pulling her toes from his mouth and 
kicking him in the side, rolling him to his back where she used her foot to 
spread and flatten his legs, his cock springing up between his thighs. 
You're all the same, my son, his friends, you....maybe it's me, huh?
    Laughing,she stood over him and curled a foot, pointing her toes down 
toward his face. Open up, she growled with a sneer on her lips. "m 
coming in.
    Paul obeyed and Su Ling speared the conical points of her toes into his 
mouth, halfway down his throat. His mouth spread wide, the corners of his 
lips on the verge of splitting open, as she know rammed her foot into his 
gullet. Paul's eyes were wide open and tearing up, and his trembling hand 
held onto her muscular calf for support. Su Ling moaned now, rubbing her 
pussy through her shorts as she pulled her foot out of his mouth a bit before 
ramming it back in,effectively fucking his face with it. In a matter of 
minutes, the sensation of humping his mouth and his hot tongue washing over 
it had her muscular legs quivering in orgasm. Exhausted, she pulled her soggy 
foot from his mouth and slumped back to the sofa.
    That was good, she sighed. Now it's your turn...to suffer!!
    She jumped up and stood between his legs. He tried putting them together 
and holding his hand overhis stiff cock and sore ball bag, but she gave him a 
tsk-tsk motion with her finger.
    Auntie says spread those legs, Paulie, she said evenly. So Auntie can 
ram your balls up into your belly with her pretty feet....do it, Paulie...
    Paul balked, shaking his head from side to side in terror.
    Maybe this will help, Su Ling said, kneeling down between his legs and 
dropping her face to his stiff meat.
    It was a sensation he'd never expected. Some day, he'd hoped to get 
blown, but he wasn't expecting it to be his aunt, and he wasn't expecting it 
to be this good. Su Ling's velvet mouth enveloped his throbbing prick all the 
way to the base, where her long tongue lashed out and swabbed his hairless, 
still sore balls. She left his cock deep in her throat and milked it now, the 
muscles in her neck throbbing at the task. Paul's nuts knotted and he felt 
the swell of orgasm building deep inside. Seconds later, he uncorked a 
massive load, nearly as bigas the first, at least it felt like it, a thick 
ribbon of his young man juice blasting down his aunt's gulping gullet. He 
came for what felt like a full minute before Su Ling pulled her face off his 
cock,a thin ring of cum on her smiling lips, which didn't stay there long as 
she swiped her tongue over it and swallowed with great relish, closing her 
eyes and moaning.
    I love the taste of a young cummer, she sighed. It tastes so sweet.
    Paul was lost in the afterglow of an orgasm better than he'd ever had at 
his own hand, so lost he didn't see her stand between his legs and mutter, 
Perfect. He did hear the swoosh of her foot flying through the air and 
felt the agony of it connecting with his now empty balls, the top of her foot 
slamming up into his nads, slapping his semi-stiff and wet cock out of the 
way, a remaining dollop of cum that had welled up in his prick head flying up 
and splattering him in the eye.The agony shot up like a blue flame through 
his midsection as she not only kicked him in the balls, but left it there, 
now digging her toes into his ruined ball meat, pressing the tips of them 
into the holes where his balls had descended from not that long ago. She was 
threatening to put them back.
    YESSSSSS!!! she screamed, hands on hips as she wiggled her foot into 
his collapsed nuts that he couldn't stop, no matter how hard he pushed at it 
with his hands.
    She finally did stop when he seemed on the verge of passing out. She 
knelt down and straddled his belly, hookingher feet behind her and between 
his legs, the tops of them massaging his aching balls.She leaned over and 
cupped his face in her hands, bending down to breathe into it, the smell of 
his hot cum still fresh on her breath.
    Tell me you want more, she hissed. Ask me for more...ask me, ‘Auntie 
Su Ling, please kneel on my balls,please!!' Go on, ask me or "ll never 
stop.
    Paul had to play along, he had no idea how insane she'd get. He knew his 
cousin Mikey was never the same after a lifetime of being ball-handled by his 
crazy mother, so he decided to go along and hope she'd stop eventually.
    Auntie Su Ling.... he said in between sobs, his eyes closed against 
the pain. Please.....kneel on my....b....b...balls!!
    Su Ling laughed maniacally and sat up as she straddle him, her hands on 
her hips.
    Gladly, she hissed and leaned forward to put her hands on his chest.
    She lifted herself right off the floor, her ass coming way up in the air, 
and then fell - knees first - right on his exposed balls, exploding them in 
their ruptured sacs. Paul went white and couldn't even scream so great was 
the pain. Su Ling was laughing deeply and evily know as she did it again and 
again, ramming his ruined man meat with both knees, than one knee at a time. 
When she finished, she was kneeling on them both, wiggling her hips back and 
forth, her hands above her head for balance, as she flattened his nuts to 
ball paste. Paul was delerious frmop the pain now, his head lolling back and 
forth,eyes rolling in his head, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. And 
then, mercifully, he passed out.
    When he awoke several hours later, it was in a dark room, his aunt's 
bedroom. He was aware of extreme cold - and extreme pain. He felt between ihs 
legs and winced. His flattened nuts were propped up on a bag of ice wrapped 
in a towel. His eyes were stabbed by sudden shafts of light as his aunt 
walked in and flipped the wall switch. He groaned. She laughed and walked in 
in the same outfit she'd had on earlier, the tiny short shorts, socks and 
sneakers. She sat on the chair next to his bed and placed her hand on his 
genitals. He screamed in pain. She laughed and wrapped her strong fingers 
around the base of his cock, slowly stroking him to an erection. He looked 
down, amazed.
    Nobody can resist my handjobs, no matter how badly I"ve ruined their 
balls, nephew, she said matter-of-factly. I just wanted to make sure 
you're still in operating fashion, to prove I haven't destroyed your 
sexuality for life. Yet.
    She then explained how he'd be staying with her for the summer, cleaning 
her house, washing her car, walking the pets - and painting her toenails on a 
daily basis. Seems her son had run away from home and she needed a 
replacement.
    Your mom doesn't seem to mind, she said, leaning forward to nibble on 
the head of his cock. We're sisters. She knows all about me and gives me 
her blessing.
    Paul felt his cockhead swell in orgasm and then the agony of his deflated 
balls trying to fill enough to produce a cum shot that would fill Aunt Su 
Ling's mouth and make her happy - and perhaps enough to leave him alone for 
awhile.
    She smiled as his prick erupted. Paul moaned loudly. The longest summer 
of his life had begun.