CHAPTER 60: VIGOROUSLY LICKING

"Sss... oh..." A mix of pain and pleasure made Jake gasp, but the classroom was too quiet. He didn’t dare make too much noise—if a passing security guard or teacher overheard, it would be disastrous.

"Aunt, I was wrong, stop playing around," Jake begged in a low voice. But seeing the triumphant, loving look in his aunt’s eyes, he knew he had truly "angered" her.

Jake’s right hand braced against the back door, while his left gently rested on Taylor’s smooth hair. The neatness of her updo made him unable to resist touching it. The thought of this dignified teacher aunt giving him a blowjob in her usual classroom was unbearably exciting.

As he lovingly stroked her head, Taylor seemed to enjoy the affection and stopped tormenting his cock with her nails. Instead, she stuck out her soft pink tongue, her exhaled breath mingling with the heat radiating from his erection.

After that night of practice, Taylor’s oral skills had noticeably improved.

She no longer clumsily swallowed his cock outright but instead licked upward from the base, leaving a trail of glistening saliva along the shaft.

"Mmm..." Jake hadn’t expected his aunt to learn so quickly—she didn’t even need instruction to improvise.

Hearing Jake’s subdued moans of pleasure, Taylor grew even more enthusiastic. Her left hand cupped his balls while her tongue continued to lick around his cock, gradually coating it in moisture.

Soon, the entire shaft glistened with a thin layer of wetness, and a sticky, transparent drop of precum oozed from the tip.

Far from disgusted, Taylor used her tongue to gather it, mixing it with her saliva before spreading it over his length. Once his cock was thoroughly slick, she alternated between kisses and licks, swirling around his "Golden Hooped Staff," teasing every inch from the head to the shaft, even the sensitive frenulum.

No longer an awkward novice, she had become a woman who knew how to please a man.

Her left hand simultaneously massaged his balls, doubling the pleasure.

"Ahh... so good..." Jake whispered, his aunt’s blowjob hitting all the right spots.

"Jake... as long as... you feel good..." Taylor murmured through lust-clouded eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses, adjusting her squatting position.

Her deep blue pencil skirt strained against her plump thighs, her slender black-stockinged legs trembling slightly. Her petite knees occasionally brushed the floor as she lowered her head, and the delicate arches of her feet bore her full weight, the veins faintly visible through the sheer fabric.

Jake thought his aunt had reached her limit, but she only grew more daring. That passionate night in the bathroom seemed to have shattered her conservative shell.

"Slurp... schlick..." Her tongue slid down again, this time taking one of his balls into her mouth. Her tongue flicked over the wrinkled surface, and as his testicle retracted, she opened her mouth wider, enveloping it completely in warm wetness. The bizarre pleasure made Jake cry out, though he stifled the sound like a shy girl, afraid of being overheard.

"Oh... aunt... who taught you this... it feels too good..." Jake mumbled.

Taylor didn’t answer, too proud of her newfound skills to respond. She treated the other ball the same way before finally replying in a sultry voice, "Jake... as long as you like it... but... don’t expect this again..."

Even while giving head, she couldn’t resist slipping back into her teacherly tone.

Her soft tongue nearly melted Jake’s cock, her sweet voice making his bones weak—though his legs stayed stiff, creating a comical contrast. Sensing the right moment, Jake lightly pressed her head down with his left hand, locking eyes with her. Taylor immediately understood and finally took his cock into her mouth.

It wasn’t her first time, and Taylor knew roughly how much she could take. She stopped swallowing only when the glans, as large as a ping-pong ball, threatened to press against her soft throat.

Seeing Jake’s handsome face losing all composure from pleasure, she no longer teased him and began sucking his cock vigorously.

"Slurp... mmm... slurp..." The faint sounds of wetness mixed with Taylor’s delicate moans created a lewd symphony that echoed continuously in the quiet classroom.

Looking down from above, Jake watched the mature and alluring figure of his little aunt—the dignified and intelligent language teacher—kneeling at his feet, desperately sucking his cock. It was as if an indescribable primal force exploded inside him, not only making his cock exceptionally hard but also causing the blood in his body to boil.

Taylor sensed the changes in the cock in her mouth and began speeding up the teasing of the glans and slit with her tongue. At the same time, the wet sounds of "slurp... squelch..." and her moans of "mmm... uh... mmm" grew louder.

Jake knew his little aunt was going all out.

After all, every second this obscene state continued increased the risk of being discovered.

"Slurp... mmm..." Taylor quickened her pace, even beginning to bob her head back and forth—all without Jake having to say a word.

Her tongue coiled around most of the shaft as thick saliva continuously dripped from her lips.

"Oh... little aunt... harder... I’m close..." Jake had been lightly pressing her head, letting her move as she pleased, but now he couldn’t help applying a bit more force.

His cock pushed through the warm, wet cavity of her mouth, nearly reaching her throat.

Though there was a brief moment of discomfort, Taylor didn’t resist. Instead, she moved her head even faster. She had already mastered the technique of using her lips without letting her teeth touch his cock, performing a perfect oral piston motion for Jake.

The sensitive glans lightly brushed against the softness of her throat, and with every deep thrust, Jake let out a soul-shaking cry of pleasure.

"Little aunt... oh... Teacher Taylor... harder..." Jake was so overwhelmed he began babbling, even switching to more provocative nicknames.

The thick cock slid in and out of Taylor’s lips repeatedly, copious amounts of saliva dripping down the shaft. "Squelch... squelch..." The stimulation of this blowjob, different from the tightness of a pussy, pushed Jake toward climax.

Taylor felt the cock in her mouth suddenly grow larger and hotter. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, her lips stretching into an "O," a single tear forming at the corner of her eye.

Her voluptuous body swayed continuously, her black-stockinged legs now kneeling on the floor. The plump, tempting heels of her feet had completely slipped out of her gray-white square-toed high heels, her arches tensing against the black stockings, her toes curled tightly inside the tips of the shoes.

Even the elegant bun in her hair had loosened, a few stray strands falling free.