“Oh that. It’s uhh, uhh, my massager,” she stammered, reaching under the sheet to turn the vibrating dildo off. “My neck got sore watching television and I was massaging it some to help me get to sleep… Do you need to pee pee? Your thing’s hard and sticking out of your shorts,” she said, eyeing my twitching cock.
“No. I don’t need to pee,” I replied. “Reason it’s hard was the sight of you naked. You sure weren’t massaging your neck when I turned the light on.”
“Come over here and sit down with me a minute,” she cooed. “I think we need to have a talk. Can I trust you to keep a secret?”
“Certainly,” I replied. “What kind of secret?”
“About what you caught me doing a minute ago,” she replied. “You know, masturbating. I haven’t been with a man since I divorced your uncle, and women have needs just like men. I’ll bet you masturbate, don’t you?” she said, reaching to gently fondle my twitching erection.
My cock jumped at the feel of her gentle caress then jumped again when she dropped the sheet to expose her large, pendulous breasts with their hard, pink nipples. The areola on my aunts tits were as big as silver dollars and her puckered nipples were as long and thick as the end joint of my index finger.
“Have you had sex with a woman yet?” she asked, stroking my shaft.
“Not yet.” I admitted.
“Would you like me to teach you what to do when the right time comes?” she asked, throwing the sheet aside to expose her naked body and the big artificial cock that was lying against her leg.
“God yes aunt Mae,” I replied. I’ve had a secret desire for you for a long time. I wouldn’t dare tell a soul about all of this. Why hell, I’d be a damn fool to tell anybody.”