>>18
"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 I'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 cum 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 ordered. "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?"

>>19
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.

>>20
"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 cooed, 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 cooed, licking her lips and watching

Paul's cockhead pool a dollop of clear 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 demanded. "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 said. "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.

>>23
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 big as 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.

>>24
"Tell me you want more," she said. "Ask me for more…ask me, ‘Auntie Su Ling, please kneel on my balls,please!!' Go on, ask me or I'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 said 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 from 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

his 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.