Robert Vickers

Swinging aunt

CHAPTER ONE

Gloria Stanford pulled the thin nightie closer around her lush body as she strolled aimlessly through the back yard of her sister's house. Ever since her husband had been killed in a truck wreck, she hadn't been feeling too well physically. Nothing that she could put her finger on, just minor aches and pains and a general listlessness.

She knew what the problem was, deep down. She had loved Henry and his loss was creating a gap in her life that wasn't going to be easily filled.

True, she was still young. Not as close to forty as she was to thirty, she still had a body that made men turn and look twice. The flare of her perky ass from under the nightie would have given any male a hard-on. If that didn't do it, the ample tits spilling lavishly from the front of the thin nylon garment would have done it for sure. The tits bobbed, unfettered, and the distant street light cast just enough light into the back yard to make it obvious that her nipples had become erect from the cool wind whipping around her body.

Gloria walked on the grass, feeling its moistness under her bare feet. Why she enjoyed coming out here more naked than dressed and simply wandering, she didn't know. With the street only a few feet away, any passing pedestrian could look over the wall and get the treat of his life.

Gloria didn't care. And yet again, she did. That odd twisting of her emotions kept her confused and aimless. She missed the sex with Henry. He was about the best cocksman she had ever found, and the woman had had a few in her younger days. Yet, sex in and of itself seemed pointless. The urges deep in her hollow, aching cunt were there but the mental thrill she got from fucking was gone.

She brushed back her thick mane of soft brown hair and stopped for a moment while the wind lightly touched her tits and made its swift passage between her legs. Her snatch was a little bit juicy just thinking about Henry and the times they'd fucked. But the desire that should have been present with the flood of love juices eluded her.

"Ummmm, oh God, you great big fucker," came the soft words, "stuff that hard cock of yours in balls deep. I want to feel you fucking me, really fucking me!"

Gloria lifted her head guiltily. She saw that the window to her sister's room was open wide. There wasn't much doubt in her mind what was going on inside. Denise and Frank were getting it on. Even without the words, she knew what was happening from the soft moans and the liquid squishing sound as a cock raced into an aroused cunt. She turned to go away from the window, not wanting to spy, then stopped.

She didn't want to peep into the window, yet she did. Gloria tried to kid herself that it was only for the sake of curiosity. She guessed her brother-in-law was well hung, but she'd never had the chance to find out. How could she pass up such a golden opportunity as this to find out?

The light in the bedroom was dim. Little more filtered in from the outer world, but she had a good view of the hot and heavy action. The sheets were twisted and mostly on the floor, leaving the two naked lovers exposed on the bed. From the angle she had Gloria was able to see both Frank's large prick and her sister's gaping pussy.

She swallowed hard. Never had she seen a cock the size of Frank's. It bobbed and bounced around in front of his groin with a virile power that sent shivers up and down her spine. She pulled the thin nightie closer around her body but the action did nothing to stop the gooseflesh from forming on her skin.

The man bent down and said, "How do you want it? Tell me!"

"I want your cock fucking my cunt! Damn you to hell, fuck me! You're driving me wild just rubbing the tip of your prick all over my clit!" The woman on the bed writhed around, barely able to speak now from the intense passions in her.

The words alone were enough to make Gloria's pussy shiver and churn out its frothy lubricants. When the fuck fluids were gushing from within, she moved closer. She hadn't intended to get this involved in spying on the two but she couldn't pull herself away. The way that prick danced in front of his body, threatening to drive deep into the eager cunt at any instant, held her rooted firmly in place.

She licked her lips in anticipation of the actual fucking. It didn't come. She felt robbed somehow when Frank thrust forward and his prick shot along the woman's well-oiled gash and dueled once again with her clit. Still, the woman on the bed wasn't in any condition to complain.

"Is that the way you want it?" the man repeated. "If you don't tell me, you won't get any of it!"

"Fuck my cunt! Drive that cock all the way into my cunt! Split me apart with your fucking! Give it to meeee!" The woman came as the man shot his hips forward. This time there wasn't any chance he would miss. The purple knob of his cock had been held just in front of the opening of her cunt hole.

Gloria watched in fascination as the thick rod of cock parted the scalloped inner cunt lips and then shot deep into the woman's belly. The woman arched her back and pushed her snatch up around the plunging cock, as if demanding more than she was getting. The impact of their groins banging together made Gloria cringe. She wondered if her sister would have a bruised set of pussy lips in the morning. She'd been involved in a lot of frantic fucking in her day, but seldom had it been with such vigor and power.

Frank's hips began churning. He moved his body as if his prick were a spoon buried in a bowl and he wanted to stir things up. The spying woman could see his prick pull out slightly as his hips moved in a circular motion. The part of his prick protruding from the woman's snatch gleamed a dull silver. It was completely drenched with fuck oils.

"Give me more, you bastard!" the woman demanded. Her voice was shrill, harsh. She had her eyes screwed tightly shut and Gloria doubted if she even knew what she was saying. What more could a man give a woman? That thick cock would have looked right at home on a stallion. Frank was well hung and it was apparent he knew all the right tricks. He could get his woman hot simply by demanding that she tell him all the "dirty" things she wanted him to do to her.

Just the sight of his cock was enough to make Gloria's pussy hungry for cock again.

A hand drifted down the front of her nightie and parted it to expose her cunt. She ran an eager finger between her pussy lips and felt the thick oils coating her hand. As she watched the man inside fucking the living hell out of the woman impaled on his cock, she began to stroke back and forth along her own blue-tinged cunt lips.

A tiny thrill went into her body, a thrill that had been lacking ever since her husband had died. She didn't try to question why she was returning to her original horny ways simply by spying on her sister and brother-in-law. That it was happening was enough for her.

"Like this? Want me to fuck harder?" the man demanded. He stopped the pointless talking and fastened his mouth firmly onto one of the woman's boobs. He sucked nastily and pulled the erect nipple between his lips.

Gloria couldn't tell exactly what he was doing, but she could guess. From the way his jaw muscles worked, he was licking the hell out of that marble-like pebble of erect flesh cresting the woman's tit. When he opened his mouth and began taking in more and more of the creamy white cone of tit-flesh, the spying woman almost came.

To feel a man's mouth working on her own tits like that!

She reached down and tugged fiercely at her own boob. Her other hand never left her cunt. That hand was beginning to send a pool of warmth into her belly. If it would only spread, she might recapture some of the feelings she'd had when she and Henry had balled. Seeing the two fucking inside reminded her of days gone by, days when she had fucked and fucked and fucked and wanted more.

Drawing her strong fingers from the base of her boob all the way to the tip pulled excited blood into the nipple. She felt it pound and pulse wildly as it filled with blood. Pressing her thumb down on top of it, she managed to shove the hard little button of flesh into the soft tit-flesh underneath. She could even feel the way her heart raced.

The action inside the bedroom picked up in tempo. As much as she hated herself for watching, she couldn't pull her eyes away from that torrid scene.

"More," begged the woman on the bed, "give me more! I want to feel that cock of yours coming out of my mouth!"

"Can't fuck that hard," the man grunted, but the spying woman wondered if he might not be lying. Her certainly seemed to be driving that long fleshy spear of cock into the woman's softly yielding cunt hard enough to tear her apart all the way to the chin.

"It feels so big inside me. Your cock! It fills my poor little pussy to overflowing!"

"I try my best," the man said. Gloria could see the sweat beading his forehead as he continued his avid fucking of the woman's tight cunt. She knew the strain he must be under from the way he looked. But he wasn't complaining about having to hold back his hot jism. He was enjoying this fucking as much as the woman on the receiving end of his prick.

Gloria began counting the number of times the man drove his spike of hard prick into her sister. The rhythm was smooth, even, steady. He didn't try an all out fucking – not yet. He was still in control of his actions and could give the maximum amount of pleasure before he came.

Twenty strokes. Gloria began duplicating his tempo with the finger working its way into her cunt. Thirty strokes. She wiggled her finger back and forth until it stroked the soft, velvety sides of her pussy. Forty strokes. She gasped for breath and squeezed down harder with her other hand. Her clit seemed to be an over inflated balloon ready to pop. Fifty strokes. She couldn't contain the pent-up emotions in her body any longer.

She came.

For a long moment, she was lost in the wonderland of pure emotional release. It had been too long since she had gotten her rocks off like this. She bit down on her lower lip and closed her eyes and simply allowed the wondrous sensation of orgasm to smash through her entire body.

Her cunt convulsed mightily and actually squeezed down around her inserted finger. The finger fucking she gave herself continued fast and furious the entire time. She felt the thick juices from her cunt leak out and dribble down the palm of her hand. From there the thick love oils must have gone onto the ground. She didn't know or care.

All that mattered was the deliciously sinful feeling of an orgasm caused by her own masturbation – and peeping into her sister and brother-in-law's bedroom while they fucked.

And fucking was all they were interested in. Gloria feared that her soft moan of joy might have alerted the two inside. It didn't. They were too lost in their own bodies and pleasures to hear anything outside of the room.

She'd lost count of how many times Frank had stroked into Denise. Fifty? It had to be seventy or eighty by now. Still he drove on as if he were made out of iron. Every time he pulled out, his prick gleamed like a silver rod in the dim light. The pink pussy lips framing that mighty cock hinted that he could keep fucking all night.

The woman on the bed let out a long, low sob that racked her entire body. She shuddered and the bed shook and squeaked louder than before. Lost in her powerful come, the woman couldn't have beard any of Gloria's shrieks of joy from outside.

Gloria's knees turned to rubber and she felt weak all over.

She simply slid down the side of the house, the painted wood feeling slick and cool against her naked body.

From the inside the room, she heard the voices of the two lovers clearer than ever before. "Fuck harder, damn it! I want you to fuck me senseless with that fuck stick of yours."

"You want it, you're gonna get it!" came the raunchy reply.

From the sound of the activity inside, Gloria guessed that Frank had almost doubled the fucking speed. She closed her eyes and kept her finger moving in and out of her cunt in the same tempo the man was using. She imagined she was the one inside, her legs wantonly spread open for his cock to drive hard into her pussy.

The feel of it. The friction of his prick against her pussy walls. The tiny fires of lust leaping and burning in her body. The warmth from, the fucking spreading throughout her belly and causing the tiny fires to blaze more brightly. The thick cock head pressing harder into her cunt as blood pounded into his prick. The added friction. The carnal heat spreading like wildfire now in her body. Racing up her spine. Making her come thoroughly alive with the fucking.

She came again.

Her entire world crashed down around her as the sensations she had been missing for so long returned. The orgasm was explosive. It ripped the top of her head off. And she wanted more. She had to have a prick moving back and forth in her well-greased fuck channel.

The woman opened her sex-glazed eyes and looked around her. She saw the handle of a small garden spade. She pulled it out of the ground and fondled the smooth wooden handle a couple times, thinking it was a lot thicker than a real prick might be.

It didn't matter if she tore herself apart. Her cunt demanded attention by something round and hard and swift – fucking. This would have to do since she couldn't possibly crawl into the room and beg her brother-in-law to fuck her.

She spread her legs, looking down at the way the cunt lips parted lewdly. They might have been preparing for the most erotic kiss ever. The pink inner cunt lips poked out and fluttered wildly. She hardly knew how excited she was by watching the two fucking inside. This was a small indication of the desperate needs of her own sexuality.

Hand trembling, she brought the wooden dildo closer and closer to her pussy. The lips parted and seemed to beg it to enter. When the blunted end of the cold handle touched her pussy lips, she came. The shock rattled her teeth and made her pant loudly. Every breath was as if she sucked in a lungful of fire. Sandpaper coated her throat, but she couldn't stop now.

The handle pulled in snugly against the juicy cunt lips. She didn't hesitate any longer. Yanking on the metallic end of the shovel, she pulled the handle into her cunt hole. The pain made her sob. She wasn't used to taking anything up her cunt except virile, loving cock. This was a shock to her but there was no backing out now. She had to have the kind of fucking she had witnessed inside the bedroom.

She had to or she'd go out of her mind with unsatisfied lust.

"Ummmmm, oh God," she groaned as the handle buried itself all the way up her cunt. She felt her inner membranes being pulled in new and different directions. The woman thought she'd felt just about everything while she and Henry had been fucking. They were both fond of experimenting, never doing anything twice in the same way – and that included fucking. They had fucked on top of buildings and in airplanes and on buses and even on a subway in plain view of God and everybody, but nothing had given her a thrill like the wooden handle up her twat now.

She guessed it was the length of time since she'd gotten a really good lay. No more. She wouldn't hesitate from now on. Her body required sex like a man dying of thirst needs water. Nothing less would do.

Masturbating with the shovel handle, she pulled and pushed on the wooden stake until she got off. Her entire pussy sang a song of bliss as she felt the friction building inside her. This was so much better than having just a single finger up her cunt fucking her.

The woman could even relax a little now that her inner tissues had expanded to take the girth of the substitute prick. She fucked herself avidly with it, but it wasn't the same as having a man fucking her.

She began to fantasize. This wasn't masturbation. She wasn't the one pulling the long wooden stick into her pussy. She really felt a man's cock filling her to overflowing. Her cunt could barely withstand the size of his cock because she was a virgin in her fantasy.

"Ummm, don't hurt me," she whined. Her entire body hummed with life it hadn't known before. She gasped as the long, hard rod of cock worked back and forth in her increasingly fluid cunt. She fucked harder and harder. The fires in her gut burst into brilliant suns that threatened to totally consume her.

She came.

The woman pulled harder at the wooden rod in her pussy. She twisted and turned and drove it until the friction was burning her soft cuntal walls. She groaned louder, more insistently. She had come but the feelings inside her body told her that more and better orgasms were yet to come.

Her fingers lightly brushed across her clit as she worked the wooden handle around in her twat. This was all the stimulus she needed to get off again. The come reduced the feeling of intense sexual tension in her belly, but there was still need inside. Terrible, gnawing need.

She tossed her head back and let out a heartfelt moan of desire. The woman couldn't hear anything but the sound of her own pulse hammering like a drumbeat in her temples. She felt her tits expand with an increased flow of blood. Her nipples threatened to explode like tiny firecrackers from the arousal she felt.

"Ummm, faster, gotta fuck myself faster," she moaned. The wooden rod blurred with the speed of the fucking. She turned it so it would pull harder and harder at her clinging cunt walls. The friction built to the point where she could no longer take it. She exploded in the wild frenzy of climax.

Electrical pulses shot throughout her body. Her brain burned as the orgasm seized control of her. Her pussy contracted fiercely around the buried stick. She had never had come like this one. And when the woman returned to the reality around her from the pleasant wonderland of sex, she realized that not much had changed.

She sat in the flower bed, the cool earth under her ass. Her wiggling around had dug a little hole in the exact shape of her buttocks, but the cars still went by in the street, noticing nothing unusual in the back yard, and the stars still spun around overhead in their cold, unfeeling orbits.

Gloria sighed and stroked harshly across the tips of her boobs. The sudden jolt of sensation brought her senses to full alert again. She was fooling herself into thinking this had been great. It hadn't been. She still felt all the desire for a man's prick that she had before. She'd gotten off on the masturbating but it wasn't the same as a real fucking. There was a need that was completely unfulfilled in her.

She rose and peeped back into the bedroom window. She had to let out a sigh of admiration for Frank and his fucking. He was still going at it with all the strength and speed he had been when she had gotten lost in her own sexual desires.

The woman on the bed was past caring about how good or bad the fucking was. She was coming like a machine gun. Gloria had never seen a woman respond like that before. Her sister was convulsed with one come right after another and Frank didn't slow down his fucking one bit to let her ride them out.

Gloria guessed that his powerful fucking was what kept Denise forever perched at the brink of climax. His cock could pleasure any woman, but his skill at fucking was obviously greater than she'd thought it was. She watched as he pulled almost entirely from the woman's gripping cunt, only to bury himself balls deep back into her softly yielding flesh.

The spying woman sighed again as she imagined what it would be like to be on the receiving end of that cock. Better than using a wooden handle of a spade, she knew. Her fingers drifted down and lightly touched her own cunt lips as she watched the fucking inside.

She felt like crying at the strain she was under. She knew intense sexual need and there was no hope of gratifying it.

"Oh, dear God, Frank, can't take much more. Can't!" the woman inside pleaded. "Stop, stop it!"

He didn't answer and Gloria saw the reason why. His face was locked into the expressionless mask of a man about ready to come. He was summoning all his strength and control to try to prolong the glorious fucking just a few strokes longer. He might have succeeded or maybe not. Gloria couldn't tell from the angle at which she spied.

She knew when he arched his back, screamed out, loud and long and drove his cock even deeper into the clinging pussy wrapped around him. She guessed then that his balls were spewing forth their creamy load of jism. For a long instant, the man poised like that, then his hips exploded in a wild frenzy that made his previous fucking look restrained and almost sedate. Gloria wondered how either of them survived being ripped apart by such an outpouring of physical strength.

Both came together. She watched the woman's legs wrap tightly around the man's waist as they both rolled over, hips still pounding. Then, after an eternity of bliss, they slowed their movements and slipped into the circle of each other's arms.

Gloria didn't blame them for being tired out. After a fucking like that she would have been exhausted, too.

But she hadn't been fucking like that. She had been masturbating with a garden tool and she was hornier than hell.

Something would have to be done about that. But what?

CHAPTER TWO

Gloria pulled her nightie closer to her body an silently drifted away from the bedroom window. She felt dirty for having spied on her sister like this. Their fucking should have been private and no one should watch a thing like that.

Then Gloria got mad. It wasn't her fault they left the window open like that. They could have pulled the drapes tighter together and robbed her of a view. They were lucky it had been a relative and not some sicko out for a cheap thrill.

"That's right," she said out loud. "They should be happy it was me and not some Peeping Tom who gets his kicks out of that and nothing else. They aren't X-rated movie stars to be put on display." She smiled to herself and silently added, "But they could be. Damn, but those two are real fuckers."

She walked around the back yard a bit more, the damp grass making her feet feel as if they were frozen. In spite of the light breeze, she felt warm inside. And she knew exactly where that heat came from. It was her cunt begging for some long, hard, virile male cock to be shoved into it.

It had been a while and she couldn't deny her body much longer. Henry's death had really shocked her. Why, she hadn't even been to one of her Tuesday night "bridge" games with Tom and Jennifer. With Henry gone, it hadn't seemed proper somehow. She would have to consider going, now that some sexual longing was returning to her.

Some longing? She laughed harshly as she leaned against the low fence and watched the passing cars. It wasn't some. It was a lot and it was eating her up inside.

She hadn't realized how few people she really knew until her husband was dead and planted in the ground. They had done everything together. They had been a team, depending upon each other, going places and doing things, but always together. Outside of Tom and Jennifer, they hadn't really had any friends – and those two were very special. If she wanted to get laid, who could she go to?

Hardly Frank. He and Denise were so straight it was almost painful. If she openly propositioned him, he might not be able to get another hard-on for a month. Somehow, the idea of going out and picking some guy up in a bar didn't appeal to her, either.

She was out of touch with the way things were done. And it seemed sordid to her, taking drinks and stringing a guy along all because they were both horny and wanted to fuck. Better to simply walk up to a likely looking guy and flat out say, "Hey, I like your looks. Let's fuck."

And Gloria knew she would never be able to do that. She would chicken out and botch everything and make a complete fool out of herself.

She hated herself for feeling the way she did and she hated hersef even more for lacking thecourage to do anything about it. She would definitely have to go and sev Tom and Jennifer, even thought it would bring back the painful memories of the times they and she and Henry had spent together. In all fairness, that was the reason she had been avoiding them since thefuneral. She didn't want to be reminded of the pleasant times when Henry had been alive.

Reluctantly, she turned and went into the house. Its going to be a long night, even longer now that the carnal fires that had once burned brightly in her guts had been rekindled. She moved her hand over her gash and felt the juices stirring, leaking, oozing from her snatch. Her passions were poorly hidden. What she needed was cock and lots of it.

As she passed her nephew's room, something stopped her and made her look inside. She glanced in and saw him sprawled across the bed, the sheets barely covering his naked body.

Gloria didn't remember what happened next. She had to have slipped into Larry's room and closed the door lightly behind her. The woman guessed she stood and simply watched her sleeping nephew for long minutes, maybe as long as a half-hour.

The thoughts running through her mind were terrible ones. Dirty. Filthy. Incestuous.

Larry was the image of his father and recently graduated from high school. Jobs were hard to find, especially for those with just high school diplomas, and he was trying the best he could to find something, get a job and money and move out. Until then, his parents said he could stay on. Gloria hadn't really approved of that, she thought a young man should get out and into the world and enjoy himself as much as possible.

That had been before the reawakening of her own lust. Now she heartily approved of Larry's staying around. She walked closer to his sleeping form like she was stepping on eggs. Each time her dainty foot went down, she was sure it would awaken the youth. He slept on soundly, however.

She reached out and was surprised to find her hand shaking uncontrollably as she pulled the sheet off his naked body. She almost came when she saw his prick. It was half erect and jerking lightly. Gloria wondered what dreams were going through his mind.

Studying his youthful, muscular body increased the older woman's desires to the breaking point. Never before had she looked at her nephew as she was looking at him now. He'd been her flesh and blood, kin, not to be touched. After seeing his father in full action earlier, she wondered if his son might not have the same fucking equipment.

He obviously did.

She licked her lips as she watched his cock bounce and dance around. He moaned softly once and mumbled something which the woman couldn't understand. Whatever it was he was dreaming about, it was erotic as hell. She could tell by the cock's motion up and down.

How she wanted to have that cock firm and erect and fucking her! She would do anything for that. He might not be his father in performance, but the woman couldn't doubt that the size of his prick would be a real pussy-pleasing treat.

Yet, this was her nephew. She couldn't just come right out and ask him if he wanted to fuck his aunt. Sure, she wasn't that much older than he was. She wasn't even twice as old, but, she remembered the way teenagers thought about anyone over twenty-one.

She couldn't possibly want him sexually, either. He was her nephew. She had responsibilities toward him and they didn't include his sexual pleasure.

The woman found herself at a loss to explain why she dropped to her knees and reached out to lightly stroke his prick. This was exactly opposite from everything she had been telling herself. Perhaps it was a case of her body knowing its needs more than her mind. She didn't stop to think about it. The feel of his meaty fuck stick in her hand was too warm, too pleasant, for her to stop now.

It might have been wrong, but it felt right to her. And that spurred her on. She began stroking up and down the half erect pillar of cock flesh until she could feel the warmth from the friction seeping into her hand. The way the cock responded was reassuring, too. He didn't wake up but his prick stiffened into a hard, round fucking tool that would have given any woman intense pleasure and complete satisfaction sexually.

She watched the tip of his cock turn an ugly purple. She had never seen a lovelier sight in her life. She wished she had the nerve to straddle his waist, spread her legs wantonly wide, let that cock slip into her cunt and then fuck the living hell out of herself.

She didn't.

She hesitated at the thought of actually taking that cock into her cunt. This was her nephew. Aunts didn't fuck their own teenaged nephews. That was wrong, completely, absolutely evil. She couldn't explain why, but the more she fondled his pecker, the more she wanted it.

Her mouth began to water at the thought of taking his cock into her mouth and tonguing it. She could suck on the very tip and give him all the pleasure her husband had received from her in years past. She was good at giving head. Enjoying it made her both willing and expert. The only thing she loved more than giving a man a blow job was taking that same prick all the way up into her cunt while it fucked her.

"No," she sobbed, "I can't do it." For a ghastly moment, she thought she had awakened the youth. He only stirred and turned slightly so that his prick was shoved more powerfully into her grip. His hits began a slow fucking motion as if he wanted more from her hand than she was willing to give him.

The smile dancing at the corners of his lips convinced her that she wasn't doing anything the youth wouldn't approve of. He was enjoying his dream and this may have been part of it. She couldn't deny him that dream and its delights!

Her hand closed more firmly around his throbbing staff of cock. She stroked up and down with more vigor until the flesh flowing under her fingers was hot to the touch.

She couldn't stand it any longer. She had to taste this prick, to find out of it was as delicious as it looked. Bending forward, she tossed her thick mane of brown hair back over her shoulder and applied her ruby lips to the tip of her nephew's prick.

The woman was sure this would wake him up. It surprised the hell out of her when it didn't. He muttered something like, "Go on. Do it," and then smiled more broadly, but the woman was certain he wasn't really awake. He probably thought this was just an overly vivid dream.

She sucked. She used every wile she had to make sure that this would be the best blow job the youth had ever received. Gloria's mouth closed to form a perfect seal around the thickness of her nephew's prick. She used her tongue to run lightly around the rim of his glans, then work more vigorously down the sides of the shaft. When she had loved all she could reach of the portion in her mouth, she toyed with the tiny flap of skin dangling under the head of the cock.

She knew this was the most sensitive portion of a man's cock and she gave it special attention. Her rough, pink tongue stroked back and forth over this area until the teenager was writhing around on the bed. She hesitated, sure he would wake up now.

He didn't.

And she went back to sucking hard on his prick.

She changed her tactics a little. She pushed his cock from her mouth using her tongue. When only the very tip of his cock rested against her soft lips, she tried to shove her tongue down his piss-slit. It wasn't possible and she knew it, but trying was so much fun!

He groaned loudly and turned over fully onto his back. She had to climb onto the bed to follow his action. There wasn't enough money in the world to make her give up on sucking his cock now. She had tasted it and the male musk aroused her more fully than had the sight of Frank and Denise fucking their brains out.

She tasted the bitter drop of pre-come that beaded at the end of his fuck stick and knew it wouldn't be long before he got his rocks off. She reached down and cupped the balls in one hand. She squeezed lightly and began to knead and massage his nuts. He groaned even louder and his prick snapped and jerked around like a tall pole in a high wind.

Sucking harder on his cock, she lowered her head and took a full inch of cock into her mouth. She used her teeth to lightly score the sides of his prick. She didn't hurt him. The teeth only brought the blood rushing hotly to the surface. Her tongue lashed out to soothe and caress the injured flesh and increase his arousal – and hers!

"Ummm, come on!" he cried out. "Go all the way. Don't stop now. You know you wanna do it."

She didn't know who he was talking about – dreaming about – but she wasn't about to speak and possibly awaken him. This was too much fun! His cock was so thick it strained her lips to the breaking point. She loved eating cock and this was the best she'd had in more months than she cared to remember. And it was her very own nephew!

That incestuous thought thrilled her more than it should have. The woman knew she should have been repulsed by the idea of incest. It was a sin, even a crime.

Then why was she enjoying it so much? That question was shoved to the back of her mind while she continued to give her nephew the kind of blow job men dream of and seldom get.

She sucked harder and another inch of cock entered her mouth. She cradled it with her tongue and felt his cock pulse and twitch with life. Knowing that the more blood she could get into his prick, the more he would enjoy it, she began lightly gnawing on his cock. It wouldn't hurt but it would stimulate him to the point where he couldn't hold back his fiery flood of jizz much longer.

The woman felt the cock begin to dance and buck hard in her mouth. For a brief moment, she wondered if she was really doing the right thing. Shouldn't she at least give her nephew the chance to back out of the incestuous act? He was something like a captive audience. He thought he was having a nice, erotic wet dream and she was coming into it to give a reality that should have been lacking.

The moment she stopped sucking, however, she heard his sleep-cloaked voice say, "Damn it, now that you're started, don't stop. What are you, a cock-teaser?"

He then laughed and rolled to one side. She knew he was still asleep and dreaming about someone, possibly his girlfriend. Gloria had heard Larry talk about her at times. The woman didn't know but she thought the girl refused to put out for him and this was bugging him. It would certainly explain the things he was dreaming about and the words he muttered.

"No," she whispered hotly, her nostrils sending out a gust of breath that stirred through the tangled forest of his bush, "I'm not a prick-teaser. I deliver."

And she tried. She sucked harder on his cock and pulled it inch by slow inch into the dank cavity of her mouth. When her nose nuzzled into the youth's pubic hair, she almost sneezed. Still, she couldn't complain. She hadn't had this much prick shoved into her mouth in months and months.

When the rubbery tip of his cock bounced off the top of her mouth, she swallowed. His prick rushed past her tonsils and down into her throat. While she was no Linda Lovelace, she knew how to take a man's prick all the way down her throat without gagging. She allowed his turgid prick to rest there for a moment, then she swallowed.

The action of her throat muscles on the most sensitive portion of his prick made the youth moan loudly. She then had to back away and get the cock freed from her throat. In that position, it blocked off all her air.

Gasping for breath, she continued to suck and lick all over the teenager's cock. Her nephew was writhing on the bed now, his eyelids fluttering and his hips shoving more and more toward her mouth. She allowed him to raggedly face fuck her a few times before collapsing back to the bed and muttering, "Gimme all of it. Gimme all you got, babe!"

She had no idea what he really wanted. She could tell, though, from the way his cock was pulsing with added force, that his come wasn't far off. Licking the underside of his prick with her rough, seeking tongue did the trick. She felt the telltale spasm, then managed to get her mouth over the end of his cock before the first gooey bullet of hot jism leaped out of his cannon.

Smearing the thick jizz all over her tongue allowed her to get the full taste treat. She loved the taste of come, unlike some women. She couldn't get enough of it. Sucking harder, she pulled the last drop of his come from his balls.

After the last of the succulent jism had been drained from his body, his hips kept levering up and falling down. She kept sucking until the cock began to grow limp. By the time his hips stopped moving, his cock was entirely dead.

She looked down at the sleeping teenager and smiled. A tiny river of come leaked from between her lips but a quick flash of her pink tongue snared it before it could go down her chin. Lovingly, she covered his sleeping prick with the sheet.

Standing, she went to leave when she heard him mutter, "Greatest fuck I ever had. Lemme rest. Lemme… do it again. Soon, let's do it…"

And his voice trailed off.

Gloria left her nephew's room, feeling more content than she had in months – and hornier than before. The nearness of that fine prick had made her cunt begin to wish it had received the long, hard shaft instead of her mouth. And she was coming to agree with her hollow, aching little pussy.

CHAPTER THREE

Gloria was sitting and finishing off her breakfast when Larry came to the table. For a moment, she wondered what she was going to do. Panic struck her speechless and she came close to dropping her coffee cup. Nervously, she pulled out a cigarette and lit it. A deep drag on the cigarette sent needed nicotine into her lungs to soothe her a little.

Larry seemed little better off than his aunt. They exchanged glances which could mean anything or nothing. All that was apparent was the electric tension in the air.

Denise Carlberg looked from her sister to her son and asked, "What's the matter with you two? You look as if someone's walking on your grave."

"Nothing, Mom. Just uptight over not finding work," lied Larry. "That's getting me down. But I have a couple appointments later this afternoon."

"Nothing during the morning?" Denise asked.

"No, why?"

"I was going downtown and thought I might be able to drop you off. But since your interviews are for later on, I guess I won't be able to give you a lift. In fact, I'd better run. Be gone all day so you two fend for yourselves for dinner. Bye." With that the woman was up from the table and through the door leading toward the garage.

Larry looked guiltily at Gloria and this increased the woman's paranoia. She was sure that her sister suspected nothing, and Frank had left for work an hour earlier. Rut what did Larry have going through his mind now? It was obviously something more than simple worry over an interview. If it wasn't, he wouldn't be looking at her the way he was.

"Is anything wrong, Larry?" she asked, trying to be cool and nonchalant. She wondered if she succeeded. To her ears, it hardly sounded as if she had.

"Nothing, Aunt Gloria. Really." He nervously sloshed coffee into a cup and gulped it down. He almost choked on the burning liquid.

"Something's bothering you. What is it?" She felt a little better now. As long as she could ask the questions, she didn't have to respond to his possible inquiries as to her behavior.

"It… it's last night, Aunt Gloria. I had this dream. It was sort of strange."

"Strange? You mean like a wet dream?"

He gulped down more of the coffee and bobbed his head.

"There's nothing wrong with that," she told him. She wondered if he'd really had the dream or if he'd awakened while she was sucking him off. Instinctively, she licked her lips. He saw her and the look on his face was an odd combination of sheer lust and total confusion.

"I know that. Usually, there's nothing wrong with it. But the one last night was kinky. I mean really kinky."

"So? Your mind doesn't necessarily have to do things when you're sleep that it might while you're awake. Sleep gives your brain a chance to act out all sorts of interesting – exciting things."

"This was about you," he said in a weak voice.

"Me? Really, Larry. I'm flattered. I never thought you noticed me as a woman." Never had she been under more sexual strain than at that moment. She wanted to reach out and stroke his cheek, caress his face and chest and grab hold of his long cock and stroke it until he blew his wad into her hand. She could even imagine the sweet, salty taste of his come against her lips. Without knowing it, she licked her lips again, seductively this time.

"Yeah, it was a wet dream about you. God, it's so embarrassing!" he blurted.

"Tell me about it. I'm flattered. Really, Larry."

He got a far-off dreamy look in his eyes as he said, "You were dancing naked, like a stripper. I watched as you… as you took off your blouse and stood in front of me. You smiled, at me and then came closer. I could feel your tits press into my bare skin. I don't remember how I got naked, but I was. And I had a monster ha…" He stopped suddenly and looked down at the table.

"Go on, Larry. You had a monster hard-on. Isn't that what you were going to say?"

"Yeah, a hard-on." He gulped twice and plowed ahead. "And then you went down on me and sucked my cock. And then I came!"

"So what's so bad about that? Don't you like me?"

"Like you, I've always had the…" Suddenly he shut up again, his face a mask of terror. "I can't say anything like that. You're my own aunt."

"You mean you can't admit you love me? That you love me in ways that a nephew shouldn't love an aunt?"

She smiled and placed her hand on his. The electric shock that passed between them shook both their senses. She looked into his eyes as she said, "Has it ever occurred to you that I might lust after your body, too? You're a handsome man now. And I… I'm lonely since Henry died."

"I never thought of that." He started to pull his hand away, then stopped.

"And you've got a lovely cock. It's at least seven inches long and it…" Now it was Gloria's turn to stop in mid-sentence. She hadn't wanted to admit seeing his boner. And the last thing in the world she wanted to do was tell him he hadn't been dreaming – at least not entirely. She licked her lips again and decided to go for broke. She couldn't foul things up worse than they were now.

"You weren't dreaming of me sucking you off last night, Larry. I was there. I did it."

"But how? I mean the dream. You were stripping and then I felt this wonderful, wet mouth all over my cock and balls. Then I was coming. Never got off that big before. Never! And you say it was real?"

"Yes. I was there. I didn't strip. That was part of your dream. But the rest is all due to a little blow job on my part."

"Why? Why, Aunt Gloria?"

"I think you're sexy. You needed some help with that hard-on you had. And it didn't seem likely that just shooting off into the sheets would be as much fun as actually sucking you off."

"It wasn't!" he blurted.

"Good. And I see no reason why we should keep things on such a clandestine basis. Why can't we be honest with each other?"

"Honest?" be said, not sure of what he should admit to at this point.

"Yes, honest. I lust after you, Larry. But there's more to it than that. There's love, too. I think you know that. But even if there wasn't, what's wrong with a little lust between a man and a woman?"

"But you're my aunt! That's incest!"

"Didn't you like it last night? How was that different from when any other woman's sucked you off?"

"It was better, but, incest! I couldn't!"

Gloria's pussy was beginning to drool obscenely now. She felt the way it leaked and made the bottom of her dress wet. It was even making the seat damp. She couldn't have that.

What she wanted was sitting across the table from her: Larry. She wanted her nephew sexually more than anything else in the world. Hearing him say he'd been dreaming of her before she'd entered the room made her feel good. She was still attractive to men. That bolstered her confidence. She needed assurance that the years of marriage hadn't caused her to lose her charm or beauty.

Having a young stud like Larry lust after her did great things to her ego. Now she wanted to see if she'd lost any of the fucking skills she had accumulated during her years of marriage. She was almost afraid she was too much out of practice, but with Larry, it wouldn't matter. Not like it was some strange man.

She was his aunt. She was older, but not that much. She was an authority figure similar to his mother. He would obey her if she had to get tough and tell him to. Somehow, she doubted if it would come to that. All she had to do was play her cards right. He'd already told her all she needed to know about successfully seducing him.

With a graceful movement, she rose and spun around the chair. She lifted one leg and carefully placed her ankle on the back of the chair. Twisting a little to the side, she allowed him a quick glimpse all the way up to her thigh. He might have even caught a pink flash from her panties. The way his eyes widened told her he had seen enough to keep him interested.

"A strip tease? You'd like that?" she said coyly. "I'll do it for my favorite nephew."

She took her foot off the chair and spun around. When she faced him again, she had her blouse unbuttoned all the way to the waist. She thrust her shoulders back and shoved her tits against the thin material of the blouse.

"Do you like what you see?" she taunted him. A little movement on her part caused one tit to spill out to gleam in the light of the kitchen. The nipple was hard and red and fully erect. The youth could see it throbbing as excited blood pounded into it. The entire cone of white tit-flesh was more alive than any he'd ever seen.

She came closer and abandoned the shirt tails of her blouse and let it flap freely. Glancing down at his crotch assured her he was responding to her. The large bulge couldn't be anything but an erection trying valiantly to break free.

Quick fingers began pulling the blouse from her shoulders. Just as it came down her body, she turned around. He got a full view of her naked back. "I don't wear a bra. And, that's for you, Larry. Do you like my boobs? Do you really like them?"

"Christ, Aunt Gloria, this isn't right!"

"Is this, then?"

She turned and shoved her tits into his face. He opened his mouth to say something and found the cherry-red nubbin of nipple shoved firmly between his lips. He gulped and then sucked for all he was worth. She sighed and pressed even closer so that he could move from one boob to the other. His mouth told her she was still a woman to be lusted after. She hadn't lost anything but a husband. All her sex appeal was still there to turn men on.

"Suck harder. My poor little titties need it so baaaadly!" she cried. The sensations of his tongue working roughly across the tips of her boobs sent tiny chills of lust throughout her body. Her cunt was gushing fiercely now. The heated fuck fluids demanded something be thrust into her. Nothing less than a real man's prick would do.

A prick just like her nephew sported.

Her fingers worked under the band of her skin and quickly undid the snaps to one side. She simply stepped from her skirt and kicked it aside. Clad only in her panties and the freely swinging blouse, she felt wicked, sensual, naughty and totally aroused.

"More," she begged, "give my tits all the mouth-loving you can! And then I want your prick in here!"

She pulled the panties dawn over the bulge of her ass and revealed her pussy mound. The woman knew instantly when her nephew saw her glistening bush. The way his breath was sucked in made her tits tremble with new lust. He couldn't possibly miss the fact that tiny dew-drops of cunt juice spotted her thick brown pussy hair.

"God, Aunt Gloria, I never dreamed it would be like this," he said. He looked up. Her face was framed by the twin mounds of her tits. His eyes glowed with an inner light that bordered on madness, but the woman knew it wasn't insanity that made him look so wild.

It was lust. Lust for her, his own aunt!

That incestuous thought made her cunt ache and drool obscenely. She thrust her hips forward and straddled the youth's waist. Her tits pressed firmly into his chest until she thought the hard points of her nipples might poke holes into him.

He didn't complain. If anything, the way his trapped cock was jerking and bouncing, he was more turned on by this scene than she was. The woman had to laugh at that thought. They were both fumbling and nervous yet they both knew they wanted each other desperately.

"Let's not talk about this, Larry," she said. "Let's just do it!"

"Let's!" he eagerly agreed. His hands worked to undo his zipper. Excitement kept him from finding his fly, though. It was his Aunt Gloria who managed to free his cock and let it snap lustfully to attention.

"Oh, it's gorgeous, Larry. I love the sight of your prick!" she cried. She lifted herself up a little bit and guided the pulsing, purple-tipped prick to a spot just under her cunt lips.

Pausing for a moment, she looked him square in the eye to make sure this was really what he wanted. She knew what her own body told her to do. She simply had to make certain that she wasn't taking advantage of the boy. The look in his eye was one she'd seen before lust.

Lowering her hips until the glans of his prick poked erotically into the scalloped pussy lips, she stopped for a second. A deep tremor raced through her body. The feel of that hot cock pressing into her cunt lips was more than she could take.

This was paradise.

Another inch. The thick rod of manmeat penetrated her cunt lips. It forced the blood engorged flaps apart and nestled snugly into her cunt hole. She shivered in reaction. She'd thought he had felt hot to her before. With his cock this near to total entry into her pussy, it had turned into a blazing poker that would light all the fires that had once burned eagerly inside her.

"Go on, Auntie, go on and fuck yourself! I can't hold on too much longer. Shit," he moaned, "I'm just like I was the first time I fucked a chick. I can't hardly hold my jizz back. Hurry and fuck yourself! God, you turn me on!"

She had to agree. The idea of actually fucking her own nephew had never quite seemed real to her. Now the reality of his prick was nudging hard against her cunt lips.

She relaxed a little and let another inch of his impossibly powerful prick slip into her seething manhole. The way his thickness spread her inner passage made her sob with joy. She'd thought she was too old ever to feel this way again. He was actually causing her pussy walls to stretch because of his huge girth.

Fires that had been banked in her since the death of her husband now came to life. They gnawed away at her control. She began to understand a bit of what the youth was feeling. She'd thought her nephew was inexperienced when he'd confessed to her he could hardly hold back the savage flood of his come.

Now she knew better.

The pulsing virility of the cock burying itself into her cunt took her back many years. She was a teenager again experiencing sex for the first time. She wasn't in the kitchen straddling her nephew's waist. She was in the back seat of a car straddling the waist of her very first lover. He had taken her cherry and fucked the living hell out of her. The girl had barely known what to expect.

She hadn't much liked the pain of having her cherry popped or the brutal fucking he had given her, yet there had been more to it than she cared to admit at the time. She hadn't gotten off then. Or the next few times she had fumblingly fucked the high school studs more interested in getting their own rocks off. Then she'd found a guy who was a real cocks man. He'd made her come like a machine gun thing.

That had been her real introduction to the mysterious wonders of fucking. And she'd never regretted losing her cherry since then. But now she was back to real life and she was fucking her nephew. The idea made her as thrilled as if he were the first one to give her an orgasm.

She shivered and twisted her hips a little to send the cock corkscrewing another couple inches into her hot cunt. She sobbed put loud now, the tears of joy running down her checks. He gently kissed them away and moved his mouth down her throat to her tits. While she was fucking herself on his fully erect cock, he was going to enjoy the taste of her boobs.

The woman found herself caught in a vise of sensation now. The hot stabs of his tongue sent delight rocketing into her chest. Each time his rough pink tongue dragged across one of the aroused nipples, she felt her entire tit quiver with anticipation of even more mouth love.

And her cunt!

It was a raging fire that threatened to consume her totally. Never could she remember feeling this turned on so soon after a cock had slipped into her well-greased twat. It was incest that did it. Her nephew. Her sister's boy. Incest. Fucking incest!

She simply relaxed and allowed gravity to do the rest. Her pussy mound convulsed once as the cock shot all the way up into her cunt. The squishy noise told how really excited she was. The thick pussy fluids dribbled around the thick plug of his cock and trickled down the insides of her thighs.

The woman wasn't able to separate all the wondrous sensations tearing at her mind. The tongue licking across her tits. The sucking on her nipples. The feel of his cock driving hard into her tender, yielding cunt.

She came.

It took her entirely by surprise and made her climax all the more potent. She rocked back and forth, the cock still stirring around inside her twat. She thrashed around, impaled by that hot spike of quivering cock. Then her hips exploded into a frenzy of fucking. She rose up enough to allow the prick to slip easily from her pussy, only the purple head remaining inside her. Dropping full speed, she speared herself dead center.

The thrust jarred her teeth together – and it also sent a hot flash crashing into her brain. Her entire body erupted in wild orgasm again. She could hardly believe it. Two simple thrusts and she was coming! She began fucking herself with slow, methodical strokes instead of the rapid ones she'd tried at first. The woman found that her nephew's prick was more than up to the task.

It was dancing around in the tight confines of her cunt, but it didn't slip out. It was generating enough friction between the walls of her pussy and his cockhead to make her groan and sob for more. She started to pick up the fucking tempo until her hips blurred from the speed.

"Can't hang on to it, Aunt Gloria," the youth sobbed out. "Gotta come! My balls are so damned tight!"

"Don't come, not yet! Lemme fuck myself some more. Gotta, gotta come together when we dooooo!"

She rocketed off into an orgasmic orbit once again. Her entire body was seized by the ice-and-iron grip that shook her senses and made her weep openly. It had been so long! She was having to feed her body for all the fucking she had missed out on for so long. Her pussy began to convulse and clamp down harder and harder on her nephew's well-buried prick.

"God damn," he muttered, "that feels like I got my cock in a vise. What are you doing to me? It… it's like a hand massaging my prick all up and down!"

She bounced up and down even faster now but added a new dimension to the fucking. She tried to hold that prick inside her every time she lifted her hips away from his crotch. The way her cunt tensed made her think she might be able to keep that lovely, hot prick lodged deep inside her for all time.

He groaned and began to slip down in the chair. This presented her with an even better target to fuck herself on. She raced up and down the cock until the boy was writhing in sheer pleasure. She was dazed by the immensity of sensation blasting through her body. Not quite a full orgasm, she was still getting more and more out of the fucking.

Her cunt tensed down like a hand in a velvet glove to try and hold him entirely within her pussy as she rose. For a brief moment, she thought she had succeeded. Then her own body betrayed her. The flood of fuck juices from her pussy allowed his prick to slip free.

"Damn," she muttered. He had long since given up on sucking her tits. She felt them flopping up and down as she worked harder on his prick. The friction of the fucking burned brightly in her loins.

Then she came again. She didn't remember what happened then. The woman remembered her hips moving like meaty pistons up and down on his thick cock. She took him balls deep with each thrust, then twisted left and right so the cock twitched around inside her tight cunt, then she rose again, hanging on with her well-trained cuntal muscles as long as she could.

The hot rush of his jism into her yearning cunt set her off again. The way her nephew whitewashed her pussy made her blaze with a new erotic light. She couldn't keep back the flood of sexual release any longer. The waves of total ecstasy pounded down on her, threatened to drown her in a sea of joy.

Once, she thought she bend him say, "Goddamn, fucking my own aunt. My own Goddamn aunt! Shiiit!" She wasn't really sure. She was concentrating on things other than his words. His cock filled her until she was bursting with joy. The friction of his cock along her cunt walls nude her scream in delight.

She rode him long and hard and they were both drenched with sweat by the time his prick began to melt inside her still grasping pussy. She threw her arms around Larry's neck and kissed him full on the lips. For a moment, he pulled back, then he responded fully. His tongue snaked out and darted into her mouth to tangle with her tongue in the most erotic way possible.

For a long time both of them sat like that, the naked woman straddling her nephew's waist, his limp prick off to one side, their mouths pressed tightly together. Then, reluctantly, they broke off. Neither said a word. Neither had to.

They'd both gotten what they'd wanted so much.

CHAPTER FOUR

"We shouldn't have done this, Aunt Gloria," said the youth, his voice almost cracking under the emotion he felt. "I mean, God, it's not right!"

"What's right, Larry? Any more in this screwed-up world, what's right? We see people fucking around and everyone says it isn't right, but everyone goes on doing it anyway. Is that so wrong, what we did? What we feel?"

She stroked across his bare chest. The first wisps of hair were sprouting and she managed to capture a few strands and wind them around her fingers. He moved restlessly under her. She lifted one long leg off his body and slid down beside him. She pressed her bare tits into his side and moved her body up and down as sensuously as she could. The feel of his prick under her other hand told her that he was responding – and not wanting to.

"Don't, Gloria. Please."

"Why not, Larry? Are you ashamed of what we've done here?"

"YES!"

"Didn't you like it? I thought it was super. For a boy your age, you fuck like a man twice as old, better even!"

She had him hooked. He turned and looked into her brown eyes and said, "Really? You mean that? I'm better than men older?"

She nodded solemnly, knowing that to a boy every time had to be fantastic. And she wasn't lying. The feel of his cock in her tight little pussy had been super. She had gone too long without a man's hard-fucking prick up her twat.

"I have to admit it was a lot different. It felt great!" he exclaimed. "Was it the idea that I was balling my own aunt that it seemed so much nicer? That's sorta sick, isn't it?"

"No, Larry, it's not! Really it's not. That was part of the attraction for me, maybe. Just a small part. This is what got me all hot and ready." She gripped his prick and began to lightly stroke it, using only the tips of her fingers when she reached the end. Her feathery touch circled the limp prick and worked back down to his hairy bag containing his balls. He moaned softly and stirred on the floor.

"Ummm, I like that, Aunt Gloria, but you don't have to do this. Really. If you're just making a kid think he's a man."

"I don't think you're a man, Larry, I know it! That was the finest fuck I've had in a long time!" She felt a little other enthusiasm drain then. It was the best fuck because it was the only one since her husband had died. She cursed her bad luck. Sex with him had been so good.

But it hadn't been too bad with her own nephew, either.

"What we did may be incest but that's only technically, Larry. We like each other and we're good for each other. I can show you things you never dreamed of and you can give me the best gift any woman can get." She stroked along his prick again, loving the feel of the virile throb in the big blue vein. It wouldn't be long before he had another erection and they could fuck again.

But Gloria felt that gnawing hunger right now. She was hollow and empty and needed cock all the way up her cunt now. Not in a half-hour, but now!

"Larry," she said softly, moving her lips closer to his chest. She took time to lightly lick across one of his nipples. The youth seemed surprised. And he was even more surprised when he felt a stab of delight pass down into his chest.

"Yes, Gloria?"

So unsure of himself! That was another thing that attracted Gloria. The knowledge that she was showing him things for the first time, that she was his instructor in the ultimate in human delights, turned her on more than she cared to admit. She was the one responsible for making sure he did everything just right. It was a feeling of power.

She was his aunt – and his lover. She could make him do anything she wanted. And now she wanted something done about the need of her pussy.

"Larry, have you ever eaten a woman before?"

"No," he said in a weak voice. "I mean, God, Elaine won't hardly let me touch her there. We… we've fucked a couple times, but she wants it over with fast."

"So you've never eaten out a girl before?"

"No."

"Do you want to? Right now?" Gloria rolled over onto her back and spread her legs wantonly. The youth propped himself up on one elbow and saw the naked gash and her pussy fur gleaming in the soft light of the room. He swallowed hard and shook his head as if to say "no".

Gloria wasn't going to accept that kind of an answer. Her pussy was going to be denied cock for some time yet. There wasn't any reason she shouldn't have his tongue reaming her out.

The woman took her nephew's hand and pulled it down to the fleecy triangle of her pussy mound. She pressed his hand down firmly into the fleshy cunt lips. Moving his hand back and forth to allow him to feel the juices oozing from her steamy interior, she said, "I want to feel your mouth moving here. Go on, Larry. Eat me out! My pussy needs your tongue in it!"

He tried to pull away, unsure of himself. She refused to release his hand. If anything, her cunt drooled out its obscene fuck fluids even faster at the idea of showing Larry something brand new. A virgin tongue in her pussy!

"It's all right? Really?" He was so unsure of himself! And this turned Gloria on even more. She opened her cunt to him fully.

"Go on. Eat me out! Lick and suck and eat me out until I come!"

She pulled him down to her crotch. His tongue seemed as shy as he was. It licked softly across her belly, tempting her navel and once dipping down into that deep depression. She sighed and lay back on the floor. The sensations rippling through her body took her by storm. This was it. She was going to get her rocks off now for sure!

The tongue quickly abandoned the belly button and moved to the very top of her crinkly pussy mound. The boy's tongue stroked along the edge of the tangled mat before working down over-the puffy flesh of her cunt. By the time he reached the top of her cunt lips, she was panting harshly, her hands on the back of his head, forcing him to go even lower.

"I love it, Larry, I love the feel of that rough tongue on my cunt lips. Suck on my clit. Give me all the mouth love you can. Ohhhhh!"

She felt as if someone had placed electrodes on her body and then flipped the switch. Electricity surged throughout her body. The boy's tongue was inexperienced but he was eager as a puppy dog. The feel of it laying and working hard against her clitoris drove her into a frenzy. She could hardly keep her hips still – as if she wanted to!

Thrusting upward, her ass leaving the floor entirely, she felt his tongue slip off her clit and go skittering down between her turgid, blood engorged cunt lips. That was all it took. She came.

"Aieeeee!" she shrieked, her hips going berserk. She slammed her cunt up and into the youth's face in a vain attempt to get his tongue all the way up into her seething pussy. He wasn't in position yet.

She came down from her sexual high and realized that he would never fully satisfy her unless she gave him complete instructions.

Just the thought of telling her very own nephew how she wanted her pussy eaten out made her cunt flow and chum with renewed desire. The woman had thought such feelings were lost a long time ago, while she was still a teenager and learning of the mysteries of sex for the first time.

She was obviously wrong. Just being near her nephew revived those wondrous feelings and made her hornier than ever.

"Eat me out good, Larry," she ordered. "I want to feel that tongue of yours dragging along the edges of my cunt lips. Ummmm, oh, yes! That's the way. And then drive your tongue into my cunt!"

She arched her back and climaxed again. The orgasms smashed through her like a bullet going through cream cheese. Her entire body responded fully to the rough, pink, wet tongue slithering into her cunt. She hadn't realized how needful she was of such mouth love. She was horny, sure, but to get off so soon and so hard was brand new for her.

The woman didn't try to analyze why she was getting such a big kick out of feeling her nephew's mouth moving hot and demanding all over her pussy. All she needed to know was that it was good, damned good. It had been too long since any man had eaten her like this.

Lewd slurping noises came from the area of her snatch. She tried to concentrate on all the delightful sensations ripping into her body. The feel of his cock-hard tongue driving into her cunt dominated all. She was impaled on that slithering spike of tongue. He worked it around inside her cunt, scooping up the thick flow of her fuck juices and stroking the sides of her velvet-hung cunt.

When he pulled out she almost came again. The emptiness inside was as much a shock to her as it had been when his hot breath had begun gusting through the tangled fur of her pussy mound. Every single breath had stroked and caressed her most sensitive skin. When his lips pressed into her clit again, she did come. The feelings built inside her and then ruptured like a dam under too much pressures.

She ground her snatch into his face. She didn't care that her soft, white thighs crushed his ears flat. He was deaf and blind but be still had his sense of touch left. And he could use that tongue all he wanted!

That tongue was learning quickly what turned on a woman. He stroked over the puffy flaps of her outer cunt lips, then gently parted them to toy with the delicately scalloped inner lips. He teased and stroked his rough tongue against her most fragile flesh.

And it got her off again. The woman didn't think her body could stand much more of this. But she was resilient and she loved fucking. The feel of a man's mouth moving all over her snatch turned her on more and more. And as her nephew's skills grew, so did her own arousal.

"More, oh sweet Jesus, give me more of that Goddamn tongue of yours. Fuck me with it. All the way up my pussy. Ummmm, ohhhh!"

She swiveled around and her legs wrapped securely around her nephew's head. She didn't want him to leave her, not now, not when her desires were at the breaking point again. The feel of his tongue stirred her emotions. Puddles, of molten lead formed in her belly. She knew the sexual tensions inside would soon snap, but until they did she wanted the utmost from her nephew's fucking tongue.

She got it.

The probing tongue ran all around the rim of her cunt. He traced out the throbbing cunt lips, stroking over the bristly pussy fur and teasing her clit just enough to keep her tensed and wanting. He gave special attention to the area around her cunt hole. His tongue stroked and probed – and promised. He never quite rammed all the way up into her seething interior.

She couldn't bear this torment any more. She bellowed. "Tongue-fuck me, for Christ's sake! I can't take much more of this!"

Her hands reached down between her legs and laced through his thick hair. She wanted to make certain his face didn't leave her crotch. She had to have the complete tongue-fucking or she would go out of her skull in desire. The horniness was at the level where she could hardly control herself. Her hips moved of their own accord, jerking toward his sweet, sucking mouth. But he was the one truly in control of the situation. His tongue was the object giving her the ultimate in human delight.

"Go, go, go!" she chanted, her hips rising and falling in the rhythm she wanted him to use. He seemed to understand what she was trying to tell him with her body language. His tongue surged in and out with just the right mount of force and at exactly the tempo she loved the most.

She shuddered as the puddle of heated desire in her belly began to expand. The sexual tensions mounted until she could hardly stand them. Trying hard not to come until just the right moment, she concentrated on what he was doing to her snatch.

His tongue had long since stopped running around the rim of her cunt hole. He now strove to bury his tongue as far up into her cunt as he could. The thick flow of her love juices was being continually sucked up. His lips were pressed firmly against her cunt lips and a tight seal was maintained. He sucked and pulled at her delicate insides until she simply knew she was going to fly apart.

His tongue ravaged her delicious pussy walls. He scooped up every single drop of her tangy, salty woman-wine. Her fuck fluids tasted a lot different than he thought they would. Something stuck in the back of the youth's mind. He shouldn't be doing this. This was perverted, dirty – all the more so because he was eating out his own aunt.

But how could anything this much fun be perverted? He didn't even try to answer that. He simply kept his tongue surging in and out of her cunt and maintained as firm a contact with the tight cunt walls as he could.

He tasted an added surge of salty, slick goo. He realized this was his own come.

He kept eating away and was rewarded by his aunt coming again. He loved the sensation of power he got when she came. He was the one doing it. Him! He was able to pace the tongue-fucking so that he could string her out or he could speed it up and get her off fast. It was all in knowing what to do. And he was learning fast.

Hungrily, he continued to eat her cunt. The taste of her succulent fuck juices spurred him on. The feel of her trembling pussy walls against his hard-fucking tongue sent tremors throughout his body. He could feel the effect eating his aunt was having on his prick. It stirred and quivered, but wasn't yet able to come to full erection.

The youth decided to hurry things along. He knew it wouldn't be much longer before he was sporting a boner again and could fuck this tight, hot cunt. But it wasn't just any cunt. This was his aunt's pussy!

The thoughts of incest stopped his ravaging tongue for a moment. He shouldn't be doing this. It was morally wrong. His aunt was old enough to be his mother. It wasn't right – she was his mother's sister!

Then came the incentive he needed to keep going. The woman's thighs tightened sensuously around his head and he felt his ears mashed flat to the sides of his head again. But he didn't mind at all. He thought it was sexy, one hell of a big turn-on.

He licked along her turgid pussy lips, then began fucking the hell out of her cunt with his tongue. He thought it might fall out by the roots because of the way his jaws ached so, but he didn't care.

This was fun!

He heard his aunt come. Really come.

He slurped up the flood of her frothy cunt oils as they blasted from her superheated insides. Sucking and licking, he couldn't stay in her pussy any longer. His jaws ached and he knew his tongue would fall off if he tried tongue-fucking his aunt's pussy with it any more. Instead of this, he moved to her clit.

The tiny organ stood firm and erect. He sucked it into his mouth and teased it with just the tip of his tongue.

If he'd thought the last come was a big one, he was totally wrong. This licking of her aroused clit sent her soaring into space. She was in a sexual orbit higher than he would have believed possible. Not knowing what to do, her legs pulling his face firmly into her crotch, he kept licking and orally attacking her clit.

This kept her sexually strung out for almost a minute. By the time she had come down from her sex high, she was drenched in sweat and panting and deliriously happy with her nephew.

CHAPTER FIVE

"Did I do okay?" he asked. That eagerness about knowing how he was doing thrilled Gloria in a way she couldn't easily put into words. While she didn't care for men who simply fucked and then rolled over and went to sleep, she wasn't used to having to constantly reassure the man that he had done okay. Most of the men she'd fucked know they were men and knew they did a good job.

She had to keep reminding herself that this wasn't a man, not really. He was a eighteen-year-old whose sexual experiences apparently were limited to occasional fucking with this eighteen-year-old girlfriend. That didn't give the perspective that long years of screwing gave.

"You did great, Larry. I'm surprised, in fact," she added. "You did better than a lot of men."

She didn't bother to add that, while this was true, she never had balled with any man a second time who didn't give her enough pleasure the first time in bed. Her nephew was still learning all the right moves. She didn't want to tell him that she had had better.

"Wow, I can hardly believe this," he said, pulling himself up into a sitting position. "I mean. God, my very own cunt and everything!"

She smiled and lazily rolled over to put her head in his lap. Her brown hair floated down and tickled his crotch, giving his prick a funny, uneasy feeling.

"Uh, look, Aunt Gloria. Do you think we should keep on? I mean, God, I loved it, I really did, but…"

"But you still think there's something evil about feeling good." She heaved a deep sigh. Even today's kids were contaminated with the old-style morality. To be as free and loose and to have as much fun as possible had died out quick in the younger generation.

"Look, Larry, whatever two adults do is perfectly okay. As long as they're not hurting anybody, and they dig it, who cares? Who the fuck should care if we have fun together?"

"I'm only eighteen," he said.

"Sure, but you could fool most people. And the definition of adult shouldn't have anything to do with age. It should be what kind of a person you are. Some people are adults by the time they're fourteen or fifteen and others die of old age and are still mentally no better than children. I think, you're ready for a man's share of sex. Don't you?"

She moved her head further into his lap so that his limp cock was only a few inches away should she decide to turn her head. She wanted to see what sort of reaction she got before she went ahead and popped that lovely, long prick between her lips and sucked like hell.

"I guess so. I mean, I feel like an adult. It was super with you. And you said I did good when I was eating you out. But, damn it, Aunt Gloria, you are my aunt!"

"So?"

"So relatives shouldn't do things like this. It's incest. It's a sin. Not just illegal, but morally wrong, too."

"Like all 'moral' things, religious laws were made to keep people from doing something that would be dangerous – but this was a couple thousand years ago, if not longer. With the Pill and little chance of a woman getting pregnant unless she wants to, don't you think we've outgrown the need for 'morality' like that? We're adults and we enjoy fucking each other, why shouldn't we?"

"It still seems wrong," he said, but his tone told her he wasn't too sure. He simply argued because he thought be should.

She rolled over and shoved her face down firmly into his crotch. The woman didn't bother to use her fingers. She let her tongue do all the work. Her agile tongue snaked out and looped around his balls. As she pulled her tongue back in, it slithered across his hairy bag and stirred the nuts inside. She then succeeded in scooping up his dead cock.

Or was it so dead? She felt a tremor of desire course through it. She pulled it in between her ruby lips and then clamped down firmly on it. Sucking harder, she managed to trap the glans firmly between her hard, white teeth.

"God, don't bite it off!" he begged. But his tone wasn't one of fear. He was enjoying this. He was just unsure of himself and what she would want to do with his prick.

She managed to say, "I won't bite it off. Don't worry. This is going to be seat. Does it feel okay?"

"More than okay," he sighed. She thought he was having trouble keeping his voice from breaking due to the intense sexual strain he must be under. She doubted if his eighteen-year-old girlfriend was sophisticated enough to ever go down on him. The girl had sounded as if she had wanted to get laid but didn't know of any other options open to sexually active adults.

Gloria smiled and sucked a little harder on his cock. Using the tip of her tongue, she tried to force her way down into his piss-slit. They both realized this wasn't possible, but it turned them both on in a big way.

The woman's tongue swirled around the hardening cap of his cock until she felt his heart beating strongly. Bobbing her head up and down on the half-stiff prick gave her the chance to face-fuck herself. The feel of cock rubbing against her lips again made her pussy ooze out another flood of cunt juice. She was getting hotter than he was!

But he was responding. That was what mattered to her. She would get him nice and hard and then they would fuck again. She needed it. Her cunt begged for cock – and it was going to get it!

"God, Aunt Gloria, this is too much. Sucking on my cock like that makes me feel all weak and shaky. I… oh, sweet Jesus, that's nice!"

She teased his prick until it was more than half stiff. It throbbed with need now and she was more than happy to try to fill that need. She moved and her hair spilled down into the boy's lap. She began running her face up and down on his cock. The shaft of hard man meat speared in and out of her mouth until she was almost sobbing with delight.

It had been so long! It had been too damned long since she'd eaten cock. And she wasn't going to wait that long again. The friction of his cock flesh against her lips turned her on more and more. She inhaled deeply. The smell of male musk aroused her. She loved the taste. She loved the feel. She loved everything about eating cock.

"Gosh, Aunt Gloria, I… I don't know if I can keep from coming in your mouth! My balls feel like a pressure cooker about ready to explode!"

She moved from the saliva-drenched shaft of his manly prick to his balls. The hairy sac had contracted into as hard sphere. She took the entire hairy bag into her mouth. Gently, she gnawed. She felt his entire body stiffen. Not wanting him to get off so soon, she lightly licked across the sides of his sac. She felt his balls inside tumbling and lurching.

Moving away from his balls, she kissed and licked and lightly nibbled all the way back up to the bell-shaped end of his prick. A tiny drop of pre-come beaded at the tip. She slurped it up and sucked just enough to let him know how much she cared for his prick.

"Want to fuck?" she asked.

"Yes!"

She wasn't the least bit surprised at his eagerness. After all, she had to keep reminding herself, this was all brand new to him. She was leading him through the wonderland of fucking for the first time. He had screwed a chick, but it probably hadn't been too good for either of them.

Gloria remembered fucking in the back seat of a car at a drive-in. It had been awkward, almost back-breaking. It was a wonder any teenager ever survived to learn how to really screw.

She hated to take her mouth off his cock, but she knew she had to. If she wanted to get that lovely, long, hard prick rammed up her pussy, she would have to abandon it for some time. But that didn't mean the trip down to her cunt couldn't be exciting.

Carefully, she grabbed his cock and pulled it from her wet mouth. She rubbed her cheek against the sensitive underside until she felt the warmth seeping into her face. She dragged his cock lower, along the line of her jaw, to her throat, down to her tits… She rolled over and onto her back so that he could place his throbbing cock in the deep canyon between her tits.

"You, like this?" she asked.

"I can b-b-barely keep from c-c-coming!" he stammered.

He straddled her waist and rocked forward, his prick rubbing against the insides of her knockers. He seemed to enjoy this as much as anything they had done together.

And the woman didn't mind in the least. The feel of his hot, throbbing cock near her tits made her breath come faster, harder, heavier. And the way his hands worked all over the tip of her tits turned her on in a big way. He took each nipple between a thumb and a forefinger and rolled the tiny nubbins of flesh in circles.

She sobbed with desire as she felt the full impact of all this. The way her tits throbbed and expanded, she knew they were filling with excited blood. She wanted to tell him to keep fondling her tits, manhandling them the way he was. She could die right now and go happy.

But he had his mind on other things. He enjoyed the feel of her satiny smooth tits, the huge mounds of quivering, firm tit flesh under his hands, but his prick began to dry off in the air and feel cold.

He wanted to bury his cock in a cunt and that was it.

The youth struggled to get back down his aunt's body. His balls bounced over the slightly domed belly. When his balls rubbed against her pussy fur, he had to groan out loud and stop for a moment. He had almost come. He gritted his teeth and concentrated. He didn't want to come like some kid getting his first piece of ass. He wanted to show her he was as much a stud as she thought him to be.

Besides not wanting to disappoint her, he knew what pleasures lay inside those puffy, blue-tinged cunt lips. He wanted to feel the full effect of a real woman's pussy clutching and gripping at his cock again. Elaine was okay – for a eighteen-year-old. But he had sampled a mature woman's pussy and he had become insatiable. He had to have more!

Gloria was more than willing for him to have his heart's desire. Her legs drifted open even more and she lifted her ass slightly off the floor in obvious invitation. Her arms reached out and stroke along the boy's shoulders and upper arms. There was no mistaking her need.

"Fuck me, Larry," she said in a sex-husky voice. "I need to feel that huge pecker of yours ripping into my pussy. Make me feel every Goddamn inch of your cock!"

He changed his position so that he was fully between her slender legs. He marveled at the feel of the smooth flesh gliding along his flanks. He dug chicks with huge tits. He always had enjoyed watching the sway and bob as they walked. Some of the girls in his high school even went braless. The sight of firm, hard nipples poking out against thin T-shirts always gave him a hard-on.

But now he was learning that lets could be as sexy as huge tits. The feel as his aunt moved those legs restlessly on either side of his body made his prick jerk and buck even harder. He could hardly control himself in his haste to get on and ride.

"Let me guide you in," she urged, when he had stabbed forward clumsily and missed. His cock had gone skittering along the woman's well-oiled gash. His cock had been engulfed by her cunt lips, but this wasn't the way either of them wanted the fucking to continue.

"Ummm, golly, your hand is nice on my prick!" he exclaimed.

"And it will be even nicer when you feel nothing but my cunt surrounding it!"

He gulped as his aunt's hand pulled him down to her pussy lips. The flaps parted under the thrust of his cock. This time he found the hot chamber of her cunt. He sobbed and almost lost control as her soft, damp, hot flesh clutched wildly at his prick. He paused for a moment, got an iron-grip on his runaway emotions, then thrust into her seething cunt.

For a second, both of them held this position, frozen with the stark wonder of it. He was buried to the balls in the tightest, hottest cunt he could imagine. Looking down on the woman's supine form, he saw the intense arousal that he had given her simply by fucking deep into her juicy twat. Her face was twisted out of shape and molded into a mask of carnal desire. Her tits rose and fell heavily, the nipples visibly hardening even more. Her tits were blowing up like balloons from the blood her heart pounded into them. Lea like a vise closed in on either side of his body. And her cunt!

He thought she was going to crush mm with those soft, pliable cunt walls. She tensed and relaxed her pussy walls a few times in a loving embrace. He held onto his control with all the determination he could muster. That sucking coat threatened to pull every drop of jism straight out of his balls. He fought down the rising tide of his come and breathed hard.

If it affected him tremendously, the woman was almost pushed over the brink of orgasm. The thick man root stuffed all the way up into her tiny cunt was all she could ask for. Tensing and relaxing her pussy walls gave her a complete picture of what his prick was like.

The big blue vein pulsed with strong, deliberate beats. It matched every beat of his heart. She felt the thumping increase and tightened her cunt walls even more around the thick plug of his cock. The huge bell-shaped head of his glans pressed erotically into her most delicate membranes. She was again filled with a virile man, a man capable of fucking her until she couldn't stand it any more!

"Shit, it's just like it used to be," she moaned out. Then, louder so that her nephew could hear, she cried, "Damn you, fuck me! Don't just sit there! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!"

Her entire body trembled like a leaf in a high wind. She could feel the flush of impending orgasm rising up around her shoulders and neck. She was like a fish out of water. Breathing was hard and her throat felt as if it had been coated with sandpaper. Every gust of air into her tortured lungs was like a breath of liquid fire, burning, searing, arousing. She thrashed around, the spike of his cock firmly her all the way up her cunt.

"Fuck hard! I need to feel you all the way up my pussy. Give me that sweet prick of yours till you rip me in half! Split me, damn you, split me all the way to the chin!"

She was delirious with the feel of his prick moving slowly in her cunt. She needed more and knew that her nephew wouldn't be able to give it to her unless she showed him how.

"My legs!" she cried out. "Get those broad shoulders of yours under my knees and bend me double. That's going to drive that wonderful pecker of yours even deeper!"

The youth could hardly bear his aunt. The rush of blood in his temples was like the pounding of a distant drum. But he obeyed. He hunched one shoulder down and his aunt quickly put her soft, slender leg up against his chest and draped over his shoulder. They repeated the action with her other leg. Then he simply let gravity work. He fell forward onto her and discovered what she meant.

It was like doing pushups – but with a vast difference. His cock raced all the way up her well-greased cunt. Her upper thighs were pressed erotically into her tits. The sight of her boobs mashed flat against her legs turned the youth on tremendously. His weight held the woman bent in this position.

And his cock was even deeper into her hot cunt. The youth thought his throbbing prick had been in deep before. He realized now that he had a lot more to learn a about fucking. This position allowed him to penetrate her willing, wanton body another inch at least. It was like having an eight-inch cock!

"Fuck, damn you, fuck hard! Give it to me. Ride me, ride me haaaaaard!"

Her shrieks of joy as he began the swift in and out fucking movement took his breath away. The pussy was getting tighter and tighter around his surging cock. He could hardly believe that it was possible. Every stroke carried him a fraction of an inch deeper-and into hotter, tighter territory.

When she began massaging his cock with her cuntal muscles, he had to fight back the hot tide of his come. He knew this was a losing battle. Sooner or later she would milk every single drop of his precious jizz, but he intended to give them both the maximum pleasure possible until that moment.

"God, Aunt Gloria, I never felt pussy this tight before," he panted.

He couldn't tell what turned him on the most. The warm, gripping sheath of cunt surrounding his cock was great. He wouldn't change this for the world. But the sight of her face, pulled into a mask of stark arousal, made him teel even more of a man. He was giving her this fucking. He was the one bending her double and filling her cunt to overflowing with all the cock she could take.

The smell of two aroused bodies made his nostrils flare. He smelled aroused woman, hot and heavy. The sound of his prick sucking in and out of her tight pussy added to it, also.

"More! Give me all you got! And fast! Burn me up with that cock of yours! Oh, God, God! Hurt me! Fuck me and hurt meee!"

His aunt's words shocked him. He didn't want to hurt her. He wanted to fuck her and let them both have their fun. He started to withdraw and found his cock drawn back into her cunt. He had no choice but to fuck with all the power locked up in his slender hips.

Powerful stroke followed an equally powerful stroke. And then he lost control of his body. No longer able to maintain the smooth, even rhythm he had begun with, he exploded into a frenzy of fucking. He rammed hard and fast into her cunt. He pound his crotch into hers with wild abandon. For a horrible instant, he thought he must be hurting her from the hideous sounds leaking from her lips. But she urged him on.

Nothing that felt this good could be evil. He fucked harder, his hips corkscrewing his prick all the way up into her softly yielding cunt. The squishing noise came louder. Her pussy was frothy with fuck sauce now. And then he couldn't contain his fiery tide of jism any more.

Like a stick of dynamite buried up her twat, he exploded. Spurt after impossibly hard spurt of gooey white jism spattered into her pussy. He whitewashed her cunt as he arched his back and pressed down even more. There was no way his prick could be driven any deeper into his aunt's pussy.

When she came, her cunt collapsed like a mine shaft around his still spewing prick. He gasped again and wondered if this tightness might crush him to a pulp. But it brought, only new delight to him.

And when both of them had finished, they lay in each other's arms, not speaking, each lost in their own thoughts.

CHAPTER SIX

"How good to see you again, Gloria!" exclaimed Jennifer. "It's been too long since you dropped by."

Gloria smiled a little as she greeted her friend. She silently went into Jennifer's home and immediately saw Tom sitting with a beer in his hand and watching television. For a moment, she felt a lump in her throat. This was such a nice domestic scene. It had been like this with her once. Once.

No more. Her husband was dead. She envied Jennifer in that respect. She still had Tom on a fulltime basis. But Gloria realized she would have to begin coming out of her self-imposed exile. She couldn't mope around the rest of her life. She was still young. Friends like Jennifer and Tom would help her get back into the swing of things.

Literally the swing of things with these two.

"How're you doing, Gloria?" asked Tom. She smiled at him. She had always liked him – and more. An element of love crept into her gaze. He was kind and gentle and one of the best damn lays she'd ever found, including her husband.

"Surviving and that's about all, Harry's death really shook me up a lot."

"I can imagine. Are you…?" began Jennifer, her question dangling.

"I guess that's why I came over. I know you folks prefer to swing with other couples and I'm not part of a couple. Not now, at any rate. Still, I felt like I was cooped up and ready to explode inside."

"Little wonder," said Tom. "You're a sexy, beautiful woman. Going this long without any cock must be driving you right up the wall. I never knew you to go more than a day or two at the outside without getting hornier than hell."

"Well, Harry's death did rack me up, but something else is bugging me now."

"Anything we can help you with?" asked Jennifer, sitting on the sofa and crossing her legs. Gloria swallowed hard at the sight. The other woman made a big point of crossing her legs and showing white flesh all the way up to her crotch. It was obvious she wasn't wearing any panties. That was the way Tom liked it and Jennifer would always do what Tom liked.

Gloria's mind wandered a little. Tom and Jennifer were old friends. The first time the four of them had gotten together, it wasn't even with the idea of swapping wives. A bridge game and nothing more. A bit toe much liquor greased the tracks and before anyone knew it, they were playing strip poker. The men enjoyed it and they won consistently until the women were both mother naked.

Then the fun had begun. The four of them had enjoyed each other so much that they had continued. Then they dropped the pretense of the bridge game. They came and they fucked and it was fun.

Until Henry died. Gloria hadn't wanted to come over after that. She didn't know what her reception would be like. After all, there were social rules governing swinging just as there were social rules governing everything else. She didn't have a partner for Jennifer to screw, so she could hardly come over and make a play for Tom. Jennifer might get the wrong idea.

They were friends. But could she tell them about her affair with her very own nephew? Tom and Jennifer were liberal in their sexual views, but were they liberal enough not to condemn her? They understood the sexual pressures she had been under. Tom's comment told her that. But they might not go for her incestuous relationship. That might be outside the realm of sexuality that they could accept.

Gloria wasn't about to lose friends such as these over an ill-considered remark on her part. She would have to draw them out on their feelings.

"Well, I don't know. I've gotten involved with a younger man. Much younger. Young enough to be my son."

"He's a lucky son of a bitch," said Tom smiling.

"That doesn't bother you at all?" Gloria asked. She saw from their smiles that it didn't. They were happy for her and that was that.

"Why didn't you bring him along?"

"Well, Jen, it seemed like he might be a little spooked about our… arrangements. After all, swinging isn't exactly the most accepted thing in suburbia. You know what my sister would think of it." Gloria shuddered a little thinking about that. Her sister was such a prude. The woman wondered why. Their upbringing had been the same. But Gloria was open-minded and experimental about her sex. Her sister seemed to dig sex, too, but only in the bedroom with the lights out and probably only in the missionary position.

"Yeah, if he's a real young kid, it might run him off. And if he's any kind of a cocksman, you don't want that," Jennifer said.

"I… I might bring him along later. If that's okay with the two of you."

"Hell, Gloria, just seeing you again is great. Bring anybody you want. If you think he's all right, he's okay with us. You know that." Tom stirred in his chair and set the can of beer down.

Gloria turned and saw Jennifer lick her lips in an erotic, arousing way. The pink tip of her tongue poked out between her lips and made a slow, sensual circuit around those ruby lips. Her legs parted and Gloria could see that her dark, furry snatch was ready for a man's prick. The woman was hot and horny for cock.

Realizing that Tom had grown a boner that must be paining him, Gloria wondered if she should leave and let them fuck like rabbits, or whether they would want her to stay and join them. Not having a male partner bothered Gloria. But the idea that a little three-way action was fine with Tom and Jennifer would help her immensely. She would try and get back into the old patterns of her life. They could aid her in returning to normalcy.

And besides, she was getting horny herself just thinking about Tom's monstrous prick. She had seen larger cocks, but not often, and the men seldom used them with the drill and inventiveness that Tom did. He was a real stud in a world filled with men who only thought they were.

A quick glance at Jennifer told Gloria that they expected her to stay and to join in. They wanted her. She felt easier about this. She hadn't wanted to intrude on them. And now they were inviting her in the best way possible.

Tom's hand moved to his crotch. A quick movement and his cock leaped but, red and lovely and ready for cunt.

"Ummmmm, that's tasty-looking, Tom." Gloria said. She dropped to her knees and inched across the rug to where he sat. He leaned back, his cock jutting straight up into the air.

She popped the plum-tipped cock into her mouth and sucked so hard her cheeks went hollow under the pressure. The man groaned and his hips involuntarily jerked upward. He wanted to face-fuck her. She licked and stroked her rough, pink tongue all over the tip of his cock. And the woman knew that she would have to have this all to herself. To hell with Jennifer. She lived there. She would have him any time she wanted just by waggling her ass in his direction. Gloria's need was great – and they had invited her.

She glanced up and saw the smile on Tom's face. The man was watching his wife while he enjoyed the hot, wet, sucking mouth moving along the shaft of his prick.

Gloria turned and saw that Jennifer had stripped. She danced slowly, erotically, to music she had put an the stereo. The music's beat was undeniably sexy. And the way the woman moved should have been outlawed. Gloria felt herself getting damp in the crotch more at the way Jennifer danced than at the throbbing prick stuffed into her mouth.

She shaved the prick out of her mouth with her tongue and quickly got down on hands and knees. She wiggled her buttocks in Tom's direction and said, "I feel like a bitch in heat. Why don't you fuck me like a dog?"

She wiggled her ass once more and that got Tom's attention. The woman saw his prick try to turn cartwheels. He almost ripped off his pants as he dropped down behind her. His hands stroked along her flanks and moved quickly to strip her of her jeans. Working together, they soon had her totally naked.

"God, those ass cheeks of yours!" said Tom. "I love to watch the way they roll and move when you twist around."

His hands dived down between the thick slabs of ass meat and separated her buttocks. His cock dived down into the humid canyon and sought out her asshole. The light touch of his blunt cock head against her asshole sent shivers of pure delight throughout the woman's body.

"Ummm, nice, very nice, but don't fuck me there. Up the cunt! I need to feel a real man's cock all the way up my burning pussy."

"Burning? Hell, it's hot, but it's also nice and juicy. You're ready for my prick, aren't you, you sultry bitch?"

She loved to hear Tom talk dirty. There was something about his deep baritone voice that made it sexy. She would do anything to get his prick fucking her hard and fast. But the woman was acutely aware that they wouldn't leave Jennifer out. This wasn't the ordinary wife-swapping. The other woman was getting herself whipped into a sexual frenzy by her wild, uninhibited dancing. Her pussy would be overflowing with lust now.

"Come on over and join in!" cried Gloria. "I think that pussy of yours is about ready to get eaten out!"

That was all the invitation Jennifer needed. Like a baseball player sliding into home, she scooted across the rug. Her legs spread wide and she shoved her cunt directly up into Gloria's face.

"Eat meeee."

And Gloria did. Her tongue reached out and moved swiftly along the other woman's pussy. The way she diddled the clit was expert. She knew what turned the other woman on from long experience. Her tongue circled the meek little pink spire of erectile flesh and teased it upward. Jennifer struggled erotically on the floor, moaning and begging for more.

Gloria found it suddenly hard to concentrate on properly eating out Jennifer's cunt. She felt the hard cylinder of Tom's prick stroking back and forth in the warm cradle of her own cunt lips. The man thrust back and forth with his prick so that he parted her pussy lips and rubbed sensuously against the delicate inner lips.

"Go on, fuck me, damn you. Fuck me goooood!" she begged. And she got it. The man's cock retreated for a moment as he braced himself for the onslaught. Then his prick rushed into her softly yielding cunt like a runaway freight train.

She screamed and for a moment she thought she'd come. Then she realized that he had only pushed her close to the edge. Gasping, heart racing, the woman felt the full impact of his cock into her cunt. It was good, damned good. To have that hot, huge cock filling her to overflowing again was like heaven on earth for the woman. It had been too long since a real cocks man had fucked her.

Screwing her nephew was different. His cock was big enough to pleasure any woman but he didn't know all the little tricks that gave more than simple pleasure in a fucking. Tom knew all those tricks – and more. He was inventive and he continually experimented. Like now.

He wasn't content wit simply fucking her like a dog. He wanted a different angle of entry into her cunt, more friction, tighter pussy. And he got it by reaching down and puffing up her left leg. He maneuvered it around his waist so that she was supported on both hands and her right knee.

Gloria did come then. The way her pussy tightened up was incredible. She was twisted around the man's waist and had his prick further up her cunt than ever before.

She wanted to simply stay like this till she died. The throbbing, virile heat from his cock excited her more than words could tell. The feel of his hooded glans expanding like an arrowhead in her tight tunnel of cunt threatened to rip her apart.

And she wanted more!

"Fuck harder. Oh, dear God, this is what I need! Give it all to me, Tom darling. All of that sweet, fucking prick!"

"Hey, don't forget me!" demanded Jennifer. The woman was wantonly spread in front of Gloria, her needy cunt still drooling out its fuck juices. Gloria opened her eyes and drank in the beauty of that raven-furred twat. She couldn't neglect Jennifer. Yet keeping her mind on anything but the wonderful feel of the cock drilling into her pussy was so hard!

She bent forward again and licked along the other woman's sex gash. She managed to worm her tongue down into the liquid warmth of her cunt lips and then plunged her tongue all the way up into Jennifer's cunt hole. The other woman screamed and thrashed about, her passions rising every second that cock-hard tongue whirled around inside her pussy.

That kept Jennifer busy. The salty, tangy taste of her pussy fluid made Gloria all the more aware of her own body. She felt her own fuck juices leaking around the plug of Tom's prick and trickling down the insides of her soft thighs. The tiny river of love oils tickled and turned her on in a big way.

Everything turned her on in a big way!

This was exactly what she had been needing for so long. She realized she shouldn't have dug her little hole and pulled it in after her. She should have stayed in the real world, sexually active with swingers like Tom and Jennifer. Mourning was such a silly thing, on the face of it. Sure, she had loved her husband, but no amount of crying and self-denial would ever bring him back.

Henry had been a reasonable man. He wouldn't have wanted her to become a nun and forsake all sex. He would approve of this scene with a huge prick reaming out his wife's fuck tunnel while she licked and sucked and tongued another woman's twat. Henry would have enjoyed it, participating or simply watching.

Gloria came.

Her left leg, draped around the man's waist, tightened and pulled him firmly into her fleshy ass. The feel of his hairy thighs rubbing against her naked flesh was almost as big a thrill for her as the thick prick buried all the way up her cunt.

"Fuck harder!" she cried. "Fuck me till I burn up inside!"

The man tried to do just that. He started slowly, his fucking tempo almost maddeningly slow. Building up, he twisted and corkscrewed into her needy twat until she writhing in utter arousal. But he kept adding new dimensions to the fucking. He was never content to simply allow her to feel his prick.

Reaching around her waist, he found the tiny button of her clit buried at the vee of her cunt lips. He began stroking his finger along it, circling the base and teasing all the way to the sensitive tip. Every feathery touch was electric and made her catch her breath. She felt as if huge weights were being piled up inside until she couldn't stand it any longer. She came again, this time harder than the time before. She hardly thought it possible, but she didn't come down from her sexual high. The feel of the cock, the way the man worked her clit around like a tiny marble, the taste of the other woman's pussy, all pushed her to even higher stages of arousal.

"God, give it all to me," she screamed around a mouthful of cunt. "I need it. Sweet Jesus, how I need it! Fuck meeee haaaaaard!"

The man's hand left her clit and moved forward, stroking along the smooth flesh of her belly. She came again when he found one of her dangling tits. He began milking her like he would have a cow. Strong fingers clamped around the base of one tit, then slowly moved down to the nipple.

A slight brush and she came. And came and came.

She felt like a machine gun going off. The man's prick never ceased its relentless fucking of her tight pussy, but he continued to do all the other things that made fucking with him more exciting than with any other men.

"Keep that leg wrapped around me," he commanded. The harsh order sent new chills up her spine. He could be so dominant. He knew what he wanted, he knew what she wanted, and he would do anything to give the ultimate in human pleasure to both of them.

She tensed the slender leg circling his waist. She pressed the foot down until it edged into the man's crack. Strongly muscled ass worked against her foot as he continued to drive that rock-hard cock into her juicy twat. She felt as if she could stay in this position forever.

She started ramming her hips back to meet his prick. The way he hotly surged all the way along her fuck tunnel was more than enough to keep her happy. But he added constant stimulation with his hand. He milked her tits. He stroked her clit. His hairy thighs rubbed against her bare ass. Even his hot and harsh breathing gusting across her spine turned her on.

She came again, her pussy collapsing hard on his cock. This made his prick feel twice as large. She allowed the ripples of her come to rocket the full length of her twat, messaging his cock, coaxing it, trying to milk it of his jism. She got off and he still fucked with his long, strong strokes.

"God, oh God, fuck me, fuck me gooooood!" she begged. No longer able to keep her mouth on the other woman's pussy, she concentrating solely on her own delights. And they were many. His cock. The way she was wrapped around his waist. Her tiny pussy accepting more and more cock as he speeded up the tempo of the fucking. Her clit. They all melted together in one huge orgasm.

She felt as if the top of her head had blasted off and gone into orbit. By the time she came down from the biggest come she had ever experienced, she realized his prick was no longer in her cunt. The hollowness bothered her. She still needed his cock badly, but he had other obligations. Jennifer was demanding some of the action, too. All Gloria could do was sob and sigh and try to put out the burning fires of lust, that had been ignited in her loins – and hope she didn't go crazy with desire before she controlled her rampaging emotions.

CHAPTER SEVEN

"Whew," the woman said, rolling to one side and curling her legs up next to her. "I'm about worn out. God, Tom, it was as good as ever – better!"

"You're just saying that. Besides, it's been a long time since you were over. And you were in the mood."

His cock was still jutting ferociously from his groin. She watched in fascination as the prick danced erotically, bucking and throbbing with every beat of his heart. She wondered at the man's stamina. The woman wasn't kidding herself, she knew she had a tight pussy. Still, she couldn't believe Tom was still sporting his hard-on. The man was simply too much!

"Quit licking your lips like that, bitch," he said jokingly to his wife. "I know that look. And I always end up with sore balls afterwards. Christ, the last time you looked like that, we fucked all night long. I thought I would never satisfy you!"

"But you did," said Jennifer softly. "And I want to see if you can still do it. I'm horny. Shit, the feel of Gloria's mouth all over my snatch made me that way. Before, well, I was just uncomfortable and working my way up to horny. But what are you going to do about it?"

She rolled back and lifted her legs wantonly. Gloria felt her own pussy begin to churn perversely at the sight of the other woman's cunt. How she wanted to sit back and eat out Jennifer! She licked her lips and almost went to the tasty task when she realized this was a sex game between the other two. Jennifer was saying and doing, all those lewd things to get a rise out of Tom.

A rise, indeed! He already had a boner that would do any man proud. Jennifer was trying to get him to use it where it would do the most good. Gloria licked her lips again at the sight of the dark-furred rim of Jennifer's pussy. The bristly hairs were damp, both with her own saliva and the inner juices boiling out. Somehow, Jennifer managed to make her inner cunt lips poke past the puffy outer ones in a positively obscene way.

The scalloped inner cunt lips flapped a little and then pursed in a sort of kiss that made Gloria wish she had as cock of her own. She wanted to go over and fuck the other woman! Damn, but the sight of that pussy was making her horny!

"I don't know," said Tom. "I'm not really in the mood any more. Gloria's pussy wore me out. I think I'll rest awhile. Maybe later, hmmmm?"

Gloria couldn't believe the man's words. His prick was still hard and as long as ever. The idea that he was worn nut didn't match the condition of his cock. And then she realized what was happening. This was another come-on. Tom wanted what happened to him next.

"You son of a bitch!" cried Jennifer, dropping her feet to the floor and swarming up and over Tom. He was completely bowled over by her body. He grabbed hold of her tits but she still managed to pin him flat to the floor with her weight.

She gasped as he began fondling her tits.

"That won't help you, you slimy bastard! Too tired, huh? I'll show you too tired!"

She began rubbing her snatch back and forth against one of his thighs. Her slender legs clamped firmly around that muscular post of leg. Gloria could see a shiny trail of cunt juice left behind as Jennifer's snatch rubbed faster and faster over the man's upper thigh.

"Ummmm, my titties! Go on, hurt me! Use me as hard as you can!"

Gloria felt her own cunt churn and surge at the sight of the man's hands clamping down harder and harder. She almost felt her own tits responding in sympathy. She watched the white flesh beginning to flow like putty under the man's punishing grip.

The look on the other woman's face was one of stark pleasure. She was getting off on this more and more as the pressure increased. The white titflesh seeped between the man's fingers and turned bright red. When the nipples popped out from between his thumbs and forefingers, he began rolling the turgid little marbles of flesh around in small circles.

Gloria could see the woman's boobs turning a fiery red from the manhandling. And the more Tom did his number on them, the more Jennifer dug it. She liked it rough, Gloria remembered.

"Oooooh, God, this is nice!" Jennifer cooed. "But I need that fuck stick of yours up my cunt. Fuck me, hurt me, fuck me goooood!"

Her legs tangled with Tom's for a moment and then everything went into place. Jennifer knelt over her husband's groin, crouched down so that his prick was aimed directly up into her snatch. She didn't get his cock on target the first time.

Gripping it with her fingers, the woman guided him back and forth until she found the humid little chamber of her pussy. Then she simply relaxed her legs and descended onto his prick.

"Aieeeeee!" she cried as his prick fully penetrated her body. For a moment, they froze in that position.

Gloria almost came herself as she saw every intimate detail of the scene. The way Tom's cock parted the turgid cunt lips was so erotic she could hardly believe it. His thick pillar of cock poked into the puffy outer cunt lips and forced them apart. The inner lips gave his cock an obscene kiss. The force of the fucking into the tiny cunt had folded those lips into her pussy.

But the way Jennifer's tiny clit stood up and looked around meekly got to Gloria, too. She watched as the pussy lips fluttered a little, the clit throbbing at the front of the vee. The woman wanted to go over and lick and suck on that tilt but there wasn't any way she could do it.

Or was there?

Gloria decided that it wasn't any good simply watching. She wanted to be a participant. And she knew just the way to give all three of them the biggest kick ever.

Sliding over the rug, she placed one of her cheeks against Tom's flat, well-muscled belly. She could feel the man's motions this way. He heaved and tossed like a ship on a stormy sea. She moved her mouth lower, toward the erotic picture she had been studying.

Her tongue flashed out. As she managed to get closer and closer, she raked her rough-tipped tongue across the woman's clitoris. Jennifer screamed in desire. She was suddenly plugged full of pulsating prick and now had a darting tongue working against her moist sensitive flesh.

"Do it to me!" she begged.

Gloria moved even closer. She felt Tom's belly heaving with intense passion as she continued to rake her tongue all over his balls. She pressed her cheek down into his belly even harder and thrilled to the feelings of arousal pulsing through the man's body.

But she couldn't get enough of the cock or the pussy being fucked. The woman was slowly going wild with desire and Jennifer was the one receiving most of the thrill of the fucking. She had to have more – and she was determined to get it!

Heaving her leg up and over Tom's face, she straddled the man's chest and faced Jennifer. Straightening, she could reach out and take hold of the other woman's tits. They fit perfectly into the palms of her hands. The way they throbbed and hummed with vibrant life was what Gloria sought. She wanted this more than anything else.

But she didn't yet have the full satisfaction of having her cunt filled with cock. And as long as Jennifer insisted on fucking herself on Tom's prick, there didn't seem like much chance she would ever get what she wanted.

Tom came to her rescue. He called out, "I love looking at that sexy ass of yours, Gloria, but I'd prefer it if you would lift your butt just enough so you could sit on my face. I want to eat your pussy out!"

"Yes!" she cried, hastening to obey. She kept her hands moving restlessly all over the other woman's tits as she lifted up and thrust her hips back into the man's face.

The response was immediate. She felt his rough, pink tongue shoving erotically between her pussy lips. For a moment, she hung suspended in the air, frozen by the immensity of the feeling inside her belly. Then she went berserk. She screamed and rammed her ass down onto the man's face for him to fully eat her out.

He did. He licked and sucked and kissed and tongued her until her entire twat was bathed in liquid fire. The lightest of touches sent her off into wild flights of joy. She couldn't believe that only his breath could sear and delight her like it did.

"More!" she moaned. "Give me all you can. I need it. My poor little pussy needs it!"

"Little is right!" laughed Tom. "Shit, your pussy is so damned tight, it's squeezing the hell out of my tongue. This is great!"

Gloria moaned softly as she felt the man's tongue begin to probe deeper and deeper into her cunt. The way it slid in and out made her gasp.

And when Jennifer reached out and grabbed onto her naked, jiggling tits, everything was perfect. The other woman's slow up-and-down motion as she fucked herself on Tom's prick was so stimulating that Gloria felt the sexual tensions mounting faster inside her than ever before.

She came, her breath shuddering in and out with almost painful blasts.

"Ungh!" she grunted, her face formed into a mask of stark carnal desire. "I love it!"

"And so do I!" said Tom, his tongue slipping out of her well-oiled cunt for a moment. But he didn't waste time talking. He used his tongue for better things. He slithered along her puffy cunt lips and went backwards until he found her puckered asshole.

"No! Not there, Tom, please. Not… ohhhhhh!"

He screwed his tongue into her asshole. When he had it warmly sheathed, he began to wiggle it around. The woman felt as if her guts would melt from the action. She couldn't hold her hips steady any longer. She fucked herself up and down with the same rhythm that Jennifer used. The only difference was that Gloria was getting tongue shoved up her asshole rather than cock stuffed into her cunt.

Even her empty pussy found a new delight. Jennifer's hands glided down over Gloria's knockers, pressed into her heaving belly and then laced through her pussy fur.

Gloria came again when those questing fingers worked down to the front end of her cunt lips. The finger looped around the tiny spire of her clit and teased it expertly. The other woman stroked from the base all the way up to the pointy tip. And once there, she used a light, feathery stroke that pushed Gloria's passions to the point of no return.

She came.

The tongue fucking up her asshole surged faster and faster. Friction of tongue against delicate anus mounted. The warmth spread. The woman's belly filled with molten lead. She heaved her tits up and down as breath came in ragged drafts. She felt the throbbing of Jennifer's nipples under her fingers. She reached down with one hand and began diddling the other woman's clit.

They came together.

Both women almost fainted with the intensity of their climaxes. They leaned forward for mutual support. Their tits rubbed erotically and they continued to finger each other. On impulse, Gloria formed her fingers into a vee and ran them on either side of the man's prick entering and leaving the superheated twat.

Jennifer cried out again as her orgasm smashed more violently through her body. Gloria felt the frothy cunt juices soaking into her hand. She pressed harder into the aroused cunt lips and made the tunnel into the woman's belly even tighter. She didn't know exactly what this would feel like. Maybe it gave the man the idea he was fucking a virgin. A tight pussy was always appreciated. It certainly stimulated Jennifer more than anything else Gloria had done.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" cried. Jennifer over and over. Somehow, the knowledge that she was the one giving the other woman this intense pleasure made her own joy soar all the more. Gloria's vision began to blur as she realized how close she was to coming again.

The tongue fucking into her anus never slowed down. The man's jaws cracked under the strain, but he continued to press his lips closer and closer to her asshole. The woman could hardly believe this was happening to her. All her sexual experimentations had never been this thrilling before.

"Go, man, go!" she sobbed out. She hardly knew what to do or say now. The feel of the other woman's pussy lips pressing into her fingers gave her tiny electric jolts of desire every time her friend drove her pussy down hard around the impaling spike of cock.

And the fingers all over her clit were giving her more than she could cope with. She came like a string of firecrackers going off. She exploded and didn't come back to reality for almost a minute.

When she did, she found that Jennifer had reached the end of her fuse, too. The way her friend was getting off on fucking herself on the throbbingly virile cock was positively lewd. Tits flopping violently, the woman was lost to all else in the world.

The tongue slipped out of her whole. Gloria almost objected, but then she heard Tom's grunts of obscene lust. He was getting ready to come. She saw the way his balls tensed and be lifted his ass off the ground. It didn't seem to be any strain at all the way he lifted both women's weights.

And then his cock spewed forth gallon upon gallon of creamy come. Gloria watched in fascination as he pumped fiercely into Jennifer's gasping cunt. A tiny trickle of the gooey, sticky jism leaked out and ran down the side of his cock. Gloria heaved her leg back over the man's face and lay back down so she could get her mouth onto his prick.

Sucking loudly, she slurped up all the come oozing from Jennifer's cunt. The heaving bodies slowed and then come to a complete halt. Gloria didn't stop licking up the come until Tom's dead cock slipped from the other woman's pussy, limp between his legs.

"Ummm, good," sighed Jennifer. "That's the way I love it!"

"Me, too!" cried Tom. "You two are sensational. If you keep after me like this, though, you're going to wear me to a nubbin. My poor prick can't handle two hot twats like you!"

"I think you did good," said Gloria, lightly fucking her fingertips over his sleeping cock.

"Damn good, in fact. You made me take my mind off all my problems with Larry and…"

She stopped in mid-sentence. She hadn't meant to even mention her nephew's name and now it was out in the open. The fucking had relaxed her so much that her tongue had slipped.

"Larry? Your nephew?" asked Jennifer. She whistled. "I see why you're so uptight. Incest is a pretty heavy trip."

"Yeah," said Tom. "But don't look so forlorn. It's not like it was the end of the world. Besides, the kid's old enough to know what he wants to do. If it's fuck around with his aunt, that's groovy."

"Groovy, Tom?" asked Gloria, shaking her head. "That's old slang. You're way out of date."

"And you're dodging the question. Are you really hung-up on screwing your nephew?"

"Yes," she admitted. "I guess I did want to bring it out in the open. Unconsciously, at least, since I did let it slip out."

"Don't worry so much about it. We know what's going on in that pretty head of yours. We don't judge. Hell, we're the last ones who'd throw stones at anybody's glass house. If you get off on fucking Larry, then keep doing it."

"As long as he's willing, that is," added Jennifer hastily. "He is willing, isn't he?"

"Sure he is," smiled Gloria. "The kid is in-satiable. It's everything I can do to keep up with him. But he's still young and inexperienced. He makes up for it in enthusiasm, though."

The look in Jennifer's eye told Gloria instantly what was on her friend's mind. She hastily said, "No, look, Jen, I doubt if I should get him involved with you two. I mean, Christ, he's only eighteen!"

"And horny," finished Tom. "I remember what it was like being eighteen. All the time this aching feeling in your prick and no way of satisfying it. The way kids go around makes you think it's better today than when we were eighteen. I bet it's not. They're still nervous about fucking and all that."

"Larry admitted that he was," said Gloria. "But to get involved in this group?"

"We're not going to eat him," said Jennifer. "Unless that's what he likes!"

Gloria looked from Tom to Jennifer and then back. She was unsure of what she should do. Getting her nephew involved with these two seemed wrong, and yet incest was totally wrong, too. Her upbringing told her that. But the fun she had with Larry told her differently. She loved the feel of his prick racing up into her pussy. His sex education could be of a lot lower quality if she let him fend for himself out on the street. After all, Tom and Jennifer knew all the tricks. They could teach Larry fifteen years of fucking in such a short time.

But it still seemed wrong to Gloria. She just didn't know what she should do.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Gloria found it difficult to even talk with Larry for the next few days. Every time she opened her mouth, she quickly closed it and turned away. The woman simply didn't know the right things to say. She was growing hornier and hornier being around him, seeing his trim, muscular ass in his tight jeans.

She found herself masturbating several times a day to keep from raping her nephew. The idea that her incestuous relationship might come to an end horrified her. The idea of continuing it seemed almost as bad. Almost.

That was the key word. She couldn't work out the moral question in black and white. It was wrong fucking with her own flesh and blood. If her sister ever discovered it, she would have Gloria locked up as a dangerous pervert. Her sister was a kind person, but very staid and set in her ways – and incredibly prim and proper. True, the night she had seen her sister and brother-in-law fucking, they had been uninhibited, but ask them a question about sex in the daylight and they hemmed and hawed and looked embarrassed.

Gloria simply couldn't find it in her heart to drag Larry on into a continuing fuck fest with Tom and Jennifer. Nor could she continue screwing him.

What was worse, she knew she was going to totally go against her common sense and make sure he joined her swingers' circle. And that meant continued incest.

Whenever Gloria got upset, she went out into the back yard and simply paced around. The back yard was large enough to have several shade trees and rows of shrubs to divide the space up into cozy pockets of greenery. The moon wasn't yet up and the darkness wrapped itself around her like an old, familiar lover.

She shivered a little in the cool breeze whipping through the trees, but the only sharpened her senses. She could think better. Maybe she could even get the dilemma about Larry worked out.

As the woman walked around, she heard soft voices followed by a shrill giggle. Curious, she walked over to the edge of the yard. She saw two sets of naked legs poking out from under one of the bushes. The woman almost reached down, and grabbed hold of one of the ankles and pulled to see what would happen. Then she held back for a second.

She recognized one of the voices, Larry. And the girl he was with was probably his girlfriend, Elaine.

Hating herself for this perverted curiosity, Gloria moved silently along the line of shrubbery and worked her way around so that she could spy on the two teenagers. She sucked in her breath when she saw Elaine. The girl was stunningly beautiful.

All the doubts in her mind returned a hundred times stronger. She couldn't drag Larry away from a chick this pretty. He should be out there knocking off all the young ass he could find. She didn't dare monopolize his time. She was an old woman whose husband was dead. What right did she have to her teenaged nephew's time?

Then she heard what Elaine was saying to Larry.

"Don't touch me there! That's dirty!"

Dirty? Gloria could hardly believe her ears. The two kids were from the free and loose generation. They weren't supposed to think anything dealing with good, clean sex was wrong. And yet the girl seemed to not like Larry's mouth moving lower and lower across her flat belly and heading for her snatch.

"Hell, Elaine, if you don't want to get eaten out, why don't you suck on my cock?" Larry's eyes gleamed brightly in the dim light filtering between the bushes from a distant streetlight. Gloria almost wanted to go to him and take his long, hard prick into her own mouth. But that was for Elaine to savor. She was only an old, used-up woman.

"Suck your penis? God, Larry, where do you get these perverted ideas? You've been unbearable lately. I mean, really!"

"So what do you want to do, just lay out here half naked and catch cold? I want some action!"

"All you men are alike. You just want a woman for her body!"

"So what's wrong with that? You've got one hell of a fine bod. And it's not like you wouldn't be getting anything out of it. You're going to enjoy fucking, too. I'll make sure."

"Don't count on it. I never enjoy making it. Never."

"You're kidding, aren't you, Elaine?" he asked, his voice shaking a bit from emotional strain. "I can get you off. Honest. Just lie back and relax and enjoy this."

He started to go down on her again, but the girl crossed her legs and sat up, her firm tits barely shaking at all from the motion. Dark nipples poked out firmly into the night cresting her snow-white jugs.

"If you want to make it, then go on and do it. But don't expect me to put up with all your perverted new ideas. I just don't, know what's got into you lately, Larry. Wanting to lick and suck and use your mouth in such disgusting ways."

Gloria wanted to cry out that there wasn't anything disgusting about oral sex. It was good. It was fun! But Elaine thought otherwise. The woman wondered how a eighteen-year-old girl could be so misinformed. She hoped that Larry would show her how wrong she was.

"Christ, okay, if that's the way you want it. Get those lovely legs of yours spread apart for me. I want to fuck that tiny cunt of yours all night long!"

"And you don't have to talk dirty. I don't think that's at all nice."

"So who the fuck wants to be nice?" the youth demanded. "I'm horny and I thought you were, too. Do you want to screw or argue?"

For a moment, Gloria thought the teenaged girl was going to get up and flounce off. But she finally, reluctantly, lay back don, her knees drifting slowly apart for the youth to maneuver himself in between her firmly fleshed, satiny thighs.

"This is more like it."

"You animal," said Elaine through clenched teeth. "Take me if you want. I don't have to enjoy it."

"The hell with that!" cried Larry. "You're going to enjoy this if I have to fuck you cross-eyed. You're trying to make out like a frigid bitch, but you're not. I know you're not. Inside you're hot and steaming and want all the cock I can give you. And you're gonna love this!"

He thrust forward. Elaine lay on her back as stiff as a board. Gloria guessed that Larry's thrust forward missed the target. Elaine jerked once and Larry grunted in disgust.

"Put your hand down onto my cock and guide me, damn it. I don't want to stay out in the cold much longer."

"What's the matter, you big stud? Don't you know where everything is?"

"Yeah," Larry said slowly. "And I'm getting around to seeing the truth. I know where everything is – and I doubt if you do."

"I don't have to stay here and be insulted!" the girl flared.

"No, you're going to stay here and get the shit fucked out of you. This is one time when I'm going to make sure you enjoy yourself!"

This time, Larry put his hands around the girl's body and cupped both of her asscheeks. He lifted her buttocks entirely off the ground so that his prick shoved directly into her cunt hole. The girl cried out in surprise as he shoved balls deep into her cunt, but that was all the sound she made. She glared at him as if he had been a complete stranger intent on raping her.

"Well, stud, go on!"

"No, you bitch. You lovely, beautiful cunt! No, I'm going to stay shoved to the hilt in your pussy until you start to feel something."

Gloria knew then what the boy was trying to do. He was going to get Elaine to admit she loved the feel of his prick buried all the way up her twat. The youth's hips began working in a rotary motion. He ground his bush deliberately into the girl's. For a few minutes, nothing seemed to affect Elaine.

Then her hips began to make small jerking motions.

Larry speeded up his corkscrewing motions. He lifted the girl's hips entirely off the ground and worked his fingers down into the humid canyon between her asscheeks. His finger sought and found the tightly held little ring of her asshole. He wormed that finger into the hole and finally penetrated the girl's asshole.

"Don't do that!" she shrieked. "That… that finger of yours is up my…" She stopped speaking, her face covered with sweat. There was a wild look in her eyes like a trapped animal. Gloria guessed that Elaine was beginning to feel real lust deep down inside her young, tender body and it frightened her. That was the girl's real problem. She was afraid of her own sexual response.

"I'll do any damn thing I please with you," said Larry. "But what in particular are you talking about?"

"Your finger. It… it's up my behind."

"Your behind?" he asked. "What's that? Tell me in words I can understand. Tell me so we can both hear it!"

"You animal!" the girl moaned. But her words were slurring now with the true impact of the fucking on her untried body. She was thrusting her cunt up around the thickly impaling spike of cock and didn't even realize it. Her hips were taking control from her mind.

"Tell me!" demanded Larry. "Tell me and I'll take my cock out of your cunt."

"Your Goddamn finger is up my asshole! There, are you satisfied? Now take your thing out of me."

Gloria saw her nephew's hips levering back. For a moment, she could see the gleaming stalk of his prick. He was drenched in thick cunt oils. The girl was more aroused than she was letting on. But only for a second did the spying woman see that cock coming out of the puckered cunt lips. He immediately rammed back into the girl's softly yielding cunt, his balls wetly slapping against her ass.

"Aiieeeee!" moaned Elaine. "Wh-what are you doing? You said you'd take it out of me!"

"I didn't say anything about fucking back into that tight, hot pussy. You've got one hell of a tight cunt and I want to enjoy it all I can. And I want you to enjoy it, too, you stupid bitch. Tell me what I'm doing to you now!"

He began sliding in and out of her tightly clinging cunt, fucking her with easy strokes designed to build up the passion gradually. Gloria smiled. She had taught him to do that. He was in complete control of himself, but Elaine wasn't. She thrashed around, grinding her hips upward in wanton need. There wasn't any way the girl would ever admit she was getting off – perhaps for the first time in her young life.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she begged. "Stop it! Stop doing this! Oh, ohhhhh!"

Larry speeded up the tempo of his fucking. Gloria also guessed that he had begun to wiggle his finger buried all the way up the girl's asshole.

"Tell me what I'm doing. Tell me what you want, bitch!"

"Y-y-you're fucking meeee!" she sobbed, tossing her head from side to side. Her hair spun out in a halo and surrounded her face. Gloria could see the sweat running from the young girl's face and dribbling in a thick river between her ample tits.

"More! Tell me everything I'm doing. Where's my cock? Where's my finger? What am I doing and what do you want?"

"You're f-f-fucking my cunt with your prick! You're fucking me good! Oh, oh, dear God, and you're finger-fucking my ass with your finger. It's too much for me to take!"

"No, it's not," corrected Larry. "You can take more. What's happening now?"

His hips seemed to flow in the dim light. The girl's hips rose off the ground every time her lover drove hard and fast into her wide-spread cunt. Her legs had moved wider and wider as the fucking continued. Gloria doubted if the girl even realized how totally she was loving the fucking.

"My cunt's on fire! You're burning me up inside. It… it's good!"

Gloria realized this was a major admission for the teenager to make. She had come on like a cold bitch, a real cock-teaser out to prove that all men were beasts intent on nothing but fucking. Gloria was happy to see how effectively Larry had dealt with his girlfriend. The youth had learned much. He had grown up and was more sexually knowledgeable and mature than most others his age, she realized.

And she had taught him. His very own aunt. She began to worry about that again. Should she have done the things she had done with him? Her own needs had driven her to seek him out of lust. When she got back together with Tom and Jennifer, her sexual needs were feeding off them. She no longer needed her nephew as a sexual outlet.

And yet she couldn't get him out of her thoughts. She had created a monster, a sexual Frankenstein's monster out to fuck and fuck and fuck. And she was the one responsible for him.

Her own pussy churned with need. Gladly, gratefully, she would have changed places with the young teenaged girl. She would have wantonly spread her long, slender legs and let her nephew fuck her. Her cunt needed that cock ever so much more than Elaine's pussy. The other girl was young and would get all the cock she could take over the years. Gloria felt the press of years on her, even though she wasn't all that old.

"Oh, ohhh, Larrrry!" sobbed Elaine. "Fuck harder. Give me all the cock you can. I'm on fire inside. It… it's scary but it's so nice. And different from anything I've ever felt before. I feel like… like… unnnngghhhhh!"

The young girl arched her back and shoved her snatch up hard onto the youth's driving cock. She exploded in a frenzy of trying to get as much cock into her pussy as she could. It was obvious that she was coming, maybe the very first come she'd ever had.

Gloria watched in envy. Her own fingers pressed fervently into her own feverish cunt but it wasn't the same. Nothing was the same as a man's prick reaming out her yearning, needy twat.

"Aieeee, oh, I love it!" Elaine moaned, her voice trembling and almost at the point of breaking with the powerful emotions still racing through her body. "I never felt like that before. It was super!"

"And it'll get better, bitch. Now tell me – what happened to you!"

"I don't know!"

"Then I'll have to tell you. I shoved my cock into your cunt. I was fucking that tight, hot pussy of yours." He showed her what he meant by demonstration. His hips pistoned. "And then I wiggled my finger up your asshole." The way the girl squirmed showed that he was demonstrating this, too. "And then I felt your cunt tighten all around my cock. That meant you were coming. You had an orgasm."

The girl wasn't able to speak. Her face went rigid as another come smashed through her. She sobbed and made gasping noises. Larry fucked faster. He was sweating profusely now, the rivers of perspiration running into his eyes. He tossed his head and got some of the salty sweat out of his face. But that hardly mattered.

All that counted now was the intense pressure of the girl's cunt around his prick. He was buried in the tightest, hottest pussy he had ever felt. While the girl didn't know how to control her cunt muscles like his aunt, she was a lot tighter. And he was lost.

He felt the rising tide of his come. He fought to keep it from erupting from his piss-slit. He failed. His balls pumped and emptied into the young girl's eagerly awaiting cunt.

Elaine climaxed again. While he fucked her she soared on the fiery winds of orgasm. Just as she was drifting down, still woozy from the feelings ravaging her young body, she felt the hot rush of his jizz blasting into her pussy. The heat and the power of that come sent her rocketing off again.

She shrieked and moaned and thrashed and tried to stuff his prick all the way up into her cunt. She wanted him to fuck her so hard he ripped her apart all the way to the chin. Not quite achieving that, she still got off in a big way.

They collapsed together, arms wrapped around each other. Panting and gasping for breath, it was some time before either could speak.

"Well, Elaine?" asked Larry. "Was it everything I promised?"

"I never thought…" she began, then cut off her words. For a moment, she simply lay under him, catching her breath. She continued at last, "It was the most disgusting thing I ever participated in!"

"What the fuck?"

"Good evening, Mr. Filthy Mouth?" The girl arranged her skirt around her and tried to button her blouse. One of the buttons came off in her haste. She ignored it and stomped off.

Larry watched her go in mute shock.

CHAPTER NINE

The sight of the confusion on her nephew's face wrenched at Gloria's heart. She didn't want him to be this distraught over it. She was immensely surprised when the shock wore off his face and he laughed out loud. And it was a long, hard laugh, one tilled with true amusement. She stood for a moment wondering what she should do. The idea of telling her nephew she had been spying on him didn't appeal to her all that much. A person's privacy should be respected at all costs. She couldn't help if she was weak and had to spy like this. The feelings inside simply didn't allow her the ability to give such courtesies, even to Larry.

But the sight of the youth bathed in the silver moonlight did her in. She couldn't take her eyes off his limply stirring prick. The idea came to her that it wouldn't take too much work to get that cock nice and hard and ready for use again – a better use than it had been employed in with Elaine.

She did something which attracted the youth's attention. She might have brushed against the shrub or stepped on a dry twig. It might even have been semi-intentional on her part. She didn't know and now it was too late to do anything but boldly go forward and face him.

"Good evening, Larry," she said, trying to keep her voice level.

"Hi Aunt Gloria. What're you doing out here?" He didn't seem to mind the fact that he was bare-ass naked and sitting with his prick lightly held in his hand. He had matured a great deal in a few weeks. The sight of him made Gloria's pussy begin to churn and sob with need.

"I heard – laughter," she said lamely. "I… I came out to see what was so funny."

"I'm sure you saw a lot more that was even funnier than me sitting here naked," the youth observed sagely. "I bet you watched Elaine and me fucking, didn't you?"

"Yes, Larry, I did," she said quietly. She discovered that it didn't embarrass her at all. Her nephew's attitude had a lot to do with that. He was so cool and suave, years more mature than his age. And she was the one responsible for bringing him this newfound sophistication. She glowed with pride.

"It was either laugh or cry. And when I had a couple seconds to think it over, I decided it was one of the funniest things that's ever happened. I mean, Christ, think about it. Here's this chick hot for my bod and she can't decide if it's proper to get laid or not. She won't go down on me and she thinks it's dirty when I want to eat her out. She's had her very first orgasm, I'll bet, and now she doesn't know if she's coming or going."

"She certainly was coming," smiled Gloria. She felt more and more relaxed with her nephew as he talked. The youth had it all figured out right. For a teenager, the entire situation could have been highly traumatic. He could have thought that the girl's attitude was due to something he'd done. Properly, he laid all the blame for her reaction squarely on her. Elaine was the one who didn't get off on the fucking and it was her fault. Larry had done all he could – and more than most kids his age – and the girl still refused to simply enjoy the physical act of fucking.

"She's an uptight bitch, that's for sure."

"Are you an up and coming cocksman?" asked Gloria, slowly licking her lips. The action was unconscious on her part but Larry saw it and responded.

"Not at the moment. But if I had some help. Like warm, soft lips all over my prick. Sucking mouth. A tongue lashing all over the head of my cock. Things like that." He stretched like some jungle animal and lay back in the grass so that his groin was exposed to the woman.

She dropped down beside him, her fingers lightly running along the muscled lines of his hips. She quickly pressed her mouth into his flaccid prick, sucking it up into her mouth like a piece of cooked spaghetti. But no spaghetti had ever tasted like this!

Some of Elaine's cunt juices remained. She hastily licked those off, enjoying, the taste. But it was the male musk odor coming up from his prick that really turned the woman on. She couldn't get enough of it. And she wanted that prick long and hard so that it could fill the hollowness between her legs. Her pussy was singing out a song of stark need now. She had to get laid and soon!

Her tongue flashed all over the bell-shaped head of his glans. She found the cleft part and immediately began teasing the tiny flap of skin dangling down. Long ago, Gloria had learned this was the most sensitive portion of a man's prick. It certainly was on her nephew's cock.

The action of her rough, questing tongue across this area brought his hips off the ground. He moaned softly. Gone was the need to laugh. This was good mouth-fucking. Nothing wrong with it. And they both wanted more. Talking would only get in the way.

She batted the knob around a few times and then felt it begin to swell. When the entire knobby end of his cock was pulsing with virile life, she worked her mouth down the side of his shaft. Tender folds of skin still remained. Lightly nipping with her teeth, kissing and sucking as she went, the loose folds of flesh vanished. His cock hardened into a fully usable fuck stick.

The woman wasn't satisfied. She wanted to make sure the youth was hot and ready for her pussy. Her lips brushed across the hairy bag containing his balls. She felt the lurching and churning motion inside. The youth was about on the point of exploding.

This surprised her until she remembered that for all his sophisticated behavior with Elaine, Larry was still relatively inexperienced. She was his teacher. She was the one responsible for getting him to last as long as Tom could.

"Too much?" she asked, pulling her mouth away from his cock with great reluctance.

"Yeah. Just give me a second. And then suck for all you're worth!"

"You couldn't stand that," she boasted.

"Let me be the judge of that. Fasten that sucking mouth of yours around my prick and let's see, Aunt Gloria!"

The youth was craftier than she had given him credit for. He had reminded her subtly that this was incest. She was sucking on her very own nephew's cock. And this gave her an electric thrill that couldn't be denied. She was positively radiant now. The woman's feverish skin glowed and hummed with vitality that hadn't been hers for years and years.

She sucked on his cock as he had demanded. And she made sure that it was the best she could give. Never had head been given better. Her tongue laved and worked all over his cock head until they were moaning in unison at the joys she gave. When she tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit, she thought he was going to lose control.

"Ummm, God, Aunt Gloria, that's super. Just give me a second to get my control back. My balls feel like a pressure cooker. I'm going to explode for sure if you keep that up!"

She didn't want him coming in her mouth. She didn't mind the taste of come – she relished it. But she wanted to feel the hot, hard shaft of his prick pressing erotically into the softly yielding walls of her cunt. That was where it was at. Her horniness knew no bounds. She had to get off with his prick inside her cunt.

She just had to!

"Fuck me, Larry darling, fuck me! I want you so! I want this!" She dipped down again and used her tongue to bat around his prick. There couldn't be any mistaking what she wanted and where she wanted it.

With unseemly haste, she wiggled free of her jeans. She fumbled once or twice getting the tight pants off her legs and then she was naked from the waist down. She didn't believe in wearing panties. There wasn't any real reason to. Resides, the way the rough fabric of her jeans worked against her snatch thrilled her every time she took a step.

"Okay," he said slowly. "I'll fuck you. But not up the cunt. I've done that before. I want to do something new, something different. Like fucking you up the ass. Get on your hands and knees, you sexy bitch!"

The words stunned Gloria. But she obeyed. She had to. She would do anything now to get some action from her nephew. That he had taken over and she no longer seemed to be the one calling the shots didn't matter to her. She was too damned needful of cock to protest.

She waggled her ass in his direction and begged, "Hurry! Fuck me good. I need it so!"

The youth's inexperience became immediately apparent. He worked into the humid canyon between her asscheeks with his cock and then rammed forward just as he would have done if he'd been trying to fuck her cunt. The effect on both of them was instant – and painful.

The head of his prick shot directly into the puckered ring other anus and tried to surge deep into her asshole. He failed. Her tightly clenched anal sphincter wasn't going to easily allow any cock up her tightest passage. And ungreased, his prick stood little chance of sneaking past this puckered guardian of her asshole.

"God, Larry, no! Stuff your prick into my cunt. Get your cock lubricated first. And then slowly, dear God, slowly!"

He shuddered a little. He worked a few inches lower and found the fluid gash of her cunt lips. Thrusting forward with his old enthusiasm, he slid the full length of her gash. He maneuvered around and then she got fed up with waiting. She reached back between her legs and gripped the thick stalk of his cock.

Guiding him into her cunt hole was just the thing they both needed. His hips exploded ma frenzy of movement. He fucked furiously for a few seconds, then slowed the pace and simply gasped for air.

The woman guessed he was drenched in sweat from the fast fucking. She knew she was hot and ready for more. Her insides quivered in anticipation and her breath came in short, ragged pants that rocked her entire body.

"My pussy's on fire!" she cried. "Give it to me good! Fuck me till I can't stand another inch of that big, swollen cock of yours in me. Fuck meeee!"

She almost came. The sexual tensions threatened to snap but the woman held them in check. She wanted her come to be potent, to be a huge one. She hoped that she could get some of the intense longing for cock out of her system with the biggest, best come ever.

He stroked in and out of her cunt a few more times, but he had gotten his prick well enough oiled. He still had it in his mind to screw her up the ass. The gently curving mounds of her fleshy asscheeks beckoned to him. And that tight little asshole drew his prick like a magnet pulls iron. He simply had to screw her up the butt to see what buggering was like.

There came a tiny, wet little "plop!" as he pulled out of her sucking cunt.

She started to protest, then found her voice strangled and locked in her throat. The emotions ripping through her entire body weren't to be denied. She sobbed and shuddered and whined like a whipped dog. His cock head pressed firmly into the ring of her anus.

This time he didn't try to dive right in. He applied a light pressure at first and, finding this didn't work, he increased the pressure until she wanted to die. The frustration she felt was immense. She wanted his prick up her ass. She wanted him butt-fucking her more than anything else in the world. Anything, as long as she could get his prick inside her!

But her asshole had other ideas. It refused to give in and relax. She tried to force herself to relax but that wasn't possible. She was too keyed up over the entire incestuous cornholing by her nephew.

"God, I feel it slipping in!" he cried.

She felt it, too. The ring of muscle slowly relaxed and the head of his prick was inside her asshole. For a moment, both of them stayed totally motionless. Then he moved. Slowly. He remembered the sudden jab of pain when he had tried to force his way up her asshole before.

Inch by slow, agonizing inch, he entered her asshole. He felt her asscheeks clutching madly at his cock. He ignored them. The heat boiling out of her rectum drew him. He wanted to thrust his fleshy sword of cock all the way up into her and temper that mighty prick in her inner fires. He wanted to savor the warmth and tightness of a real woman's asshole.

"Shit, you're like a hangman's noose around my cock," he moaned. "I don't know if I'm going to be able to hang on much longer. It… it's like you're sucking the jizz out of my balls."

"You better hang in there, you scum-sucker!" she cried. "I want to feel you fucking my ass. Really feel it, damn you! Ohhhhh!"

His balls wetly slapped against her cunt lips. For the moment, they were frozen solid again. The youth simply allowed her inner fires to burn away at his prick. The frantic jerking that told her he wasn't far off from coming died down a little. He got his rampaging emotions wider control. And then he really liked the feel of her tight bowels clutching fiercely at his prick!

This was better than any cunt he'd ever fucked. Elaine had been tight, damned tight. A virgin. But this was even better. If her asshole tightened much more, it would be like a guillotine on his prick. He would lose his cock inside her superheated blast furnace ass. But what a way to go!

"Gotta fuck," he muttered, more to himself than to his aunt. "Just gotta move around."

He began grinding his bush into the soft asschceks pressing into his thighs. The rotary motion stirred his prick inside her tight ass tunnel like a spoon in a mixing bowl. The woman went berserk, she couldn't take the feel of his cock moving inside her like this.

Everything came together for her. The roughness of his hairy thighs against her naked ass thrilled her. The feel of his cock swelling and moving inside her tightest passage gave her a delight she had been hungering for too long.

"Fuck hard! Give it all to me! Make my shit chute burn with your huge cock, damn you!"

He fucked. Slowly, gradually, gently at first. Then he built up speed as his confidence soared. He loved the heat boiling out of her seething interior. The way her rectum clutched and clung to his cock, trying to hold it firmly lodged in her hole, made him feel lusty, virile, more a man than he ever had before.

The teenager was soon fucking as hard and fast and deep as he could. His prick raced into the impossible tight passage. The friction of that fucking mounted. He could hardly control his runaway emotions. He felt his prick begin to swell even more, pressing lasciviously into the walls of her bowels. The woman moaned constantly, her hips thrusting back to get even, more of his turgid, blood-engorged cock into her ass.

"I… aaaaaieeeee!" she shrieked, her entire body shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. She gasped and ground her hips backwards in a vain attempt to suck his prick all the way up into her body. But the feel of his prick warming her insides with the friction of his furious fucking was good enough. It had been too long since she'd had her butt fucked this well. She was overdue. And the full impact of the come smashed hard into her brain.

Just as she drifted down from her sexual high, she felt his cock give a convulsive jerk. This was immediately followed by the sexiest enema she had ever received. His cock erupted and spewed out gallon after gallon of his jism. He whitewashed her back passage until his prick went entirely limp.

Gasping for air, he rocked back, supporting himself on his hands. He looked, down at his aunt and her well-fucked ass. A tiny tingle passed through his dead prick, but there simply was no way in hell he could get it up again. Not this soon.

The warmth in his cock slowly vanished as the cool night air blew around it. But the youth was happy. He had screwed his aunt up the ass for the very first time. And it was good.

Damned good.

CHAPTER TEN

"I'm still on fire inside my asshole," said the woman, rolling over in the cool grass and idly stroking along the youth's prick. The cock jerked and bobbed under her touch, but not enough to promise that anything interesting would happen for some time yet.

"I loved it, Aunt Gloria," Larry said. "I wish I hadn't wasted so much time with Elaine. You're super. She's nothing but a frightened little girl. I really prefer women – like you."

She shuddered a little as his hand worked over her ample tits. His fingers began unbuttoning her blouse and working inside the fabric to stroke over her unfettered jugs. The simple motion of his hand pressing warmly against her snowy-white tits was enough to make her come alive again.

The woman hated herself for getting so turned on by her very own nephew. It was morally wrong and she knew it. But she couldn't help herself. The needs down deep inside were too intense for her to do anything but give in to them. She lusted after this teenager's hard prick and would do anything to get more of it.

Anything.

"Hmmm," he said softly, "your nipple's getting all excited, isn't it? Maybe I can do some more. With my mouth."

She felt his hot breath gusting from his nostrils. His warm, soft, eager lips moved across the broad expanse of her belly and into the deep canyon between her tits. He began licking slowly, sucking up all the sweat and salt from her perspiration. Every single fuck of his tongue made her quiver as if she had been struck by a whip.

"Keep going, Larry. I love it when you tongue my titties."

"Wouldn't stop for anything in the world, Aunt Gloria. After all, you're the one who showed me where it's at."

She didn't bother to ask what "it" was. She knew. He had been blundering along like millions of other teenaged kids when she had taken him under her power and shown him how to get real, adult satisfaction from fucking. The woman realized that in his new sophistication that Larry would never be able to return to Elaine or any other eighteen-year-old girl.

They simply weren't good enough for him. He had advanced beyond his years. He was a real stud, the type the girls always talked about in giggly voices in the locker room after PE class. Gloria knew that the real studs didn't really exist in high schools, at least not among the teenagers.

Not till now. She had created one by creative instruction. The careful, tormenting way his tongue worked up one white slope of tit told her that he had learned well. He was teasing her, promising more and more to come and giving her only enough to make that promise seem real. He was stringing her out sexually and building her desires to the breaking point. When he actually got his hard-on back, it would make the fucking all the more thrilling for her.

He had turned out well, her nephew had. And she was the one responsible for teaching him all the tricks he had learned.

"A nice nipple," he said, his tongue worrying the hard nubbin cresting the mountain of titflesh. He rolled the nipple around until the woman struggled passionately under the oral onslaught.

He left behind a trail of glistening saliva that quickly cooled. This gave her an alternating hot and cold sensation on her delicate nipples. More and more excited blood hammered into the tiny nubbin until her nipple pointed directly up at the sky, a red pointing finger of incredible sensitivity.

The teenager used that sensitivity to get his aunt off. He lightly nipped at the glowing bud and then gnawed on it, using his back teeth.

This was more than she could take. She exploded inside. Coming hard, she thrashed around on the ground. The youth's mouth followed her no matter where she went. It was like a missile honing in on its target. The more she squirmed, the harder he sucked and tongued her tits.

"Good, Larry," she sobbed. "It's so damned good. But I want more! Give me your cock again. Fuck me with it."

"I want you to suck on it, Aunt Gloria. I want to feel your tongue working on it. And this time I want to come in your mouth."

She knew she should have been shocked at the boy's language. He hadn't talked like this before she had shown him how much fucking added to life. But she responded to his demands. Her pussy watered almost as much as her mouth at the idea. To have his pearly-white come blasting across her taste buds and spattering onto her tonsils sounded like heaven on earth to her.

She began clawing wildly at him, trying to get closer to his crotch. That was where the real action was. That was where his prick slept. She was just the one to awaken it into a hard, virile fuck stick. "And I'll eat you out while you're sucking," he solemnly declared. The idea of mutual oral fix turned her on even more. She loved the feel of a tongue worming all the way up and into her hot little cunt. To have cock in her mouth while she was being eaten out only added to her arousal.

"Yes, Larry, yes, I'll love that!" She spread her legs wantonly wide for him. She didn't warn him to leave her, ever. And when his tongue pushed aside the pussy cunt lips and plunged all the way up into her cunt she came again.

She opened her eyes and saw the limp snake of his cock dangling down just inches from her mouth. She almost laughed at it. The cock looked so useless in this state – and it was. She mentally corrected herself, this wasn't a cock. A cock was hard and thrusting and throbbingly alive. This was a penis, good for nothing more than pissing.

She would change that in a hurry. She sucked hard and managed to snare the end of his prick. Pulling it between her lips, she began running her tongue all over the hooded glans. The purple knob began to pulse with power. Sucking harder, running her tongue faster and faster over the slowly stiffening prick, she found she couldn't get enough of it into her mouth to satisfy her.

The entire limp prick finally fit into her lips. She felt the hammering pulse through the tip of her tongue. And as the cock hardened it filled her mouth completely. She twisted her head and straightened out her windpipe to get the entire length of her nephew's cock into her throat. It lodged securely, warmly, pressing into her esophagus.

"God, Aunt Gloria, I can hardly control myself!" the youth called out. "This is super!"

She swallowed several times to let him know what was in store for him. Then the woman had to reluctantly allow the cock to slip out of her throat. She needed the air to breathe. As the air rushed into her lungs, she gasped and arched her back.

He had begun licking around her clit, teasing the meek little organ into full erection. The spire of super-sensitive flesh was the center of all her pleasure. He could play with her using the simple fuck of his tongue. And he did.

She came hard and almost took his prick off as she cried out. Her teeth raked along the sensitive underside of his cock, not quite cutting it but definitely gouging it. The ragged welts left by her teeth, though, added to his pleasure. The streaks of red burned brightly and filled his groin with new heat. The excitement almost brought him off.

The youth had to work hard to restrain himself. His cock throbbed with a might that he hadn't thought possible. He was still young but he had assumed one erection was like any other. This was different. He could feel the power radiating throughout his body. Male power. The power of his cock.

Without even thinking, he thrust downward, spearing his prick into the woman's eagerly awaiting mouth. Slowly at first, then with more authority, he began face-fucking his aunt.

"Ummm, yes, yes," she muttered around the thick plug of his fuck stick. "I want more! Give me mooooore!"

He was bunching up and down, using all the power locked up inside to give her what she wanted. Then he realized he wasn't eating her pussy. He was too busy concentrating on what was going on with his cock.

Bending forward, he ran his tongue along the oozing gash of her pussy. He wiggled his tongue into the area between her puffed-up cunt lips and then plunged down into the cunt hole. She writhed around and sucked even harder on his prick. He maintained his fucking rhythm, keeping his prick moving smoothly against his aunt's lips. This sent shivers of desire racing along his cock to burst inside his balls.

It took more and more will power to keep from shooting his load of jism. The way his balls tumbled around in the tight pressure cooker of his scrotum, he wondered how he could keep up the face-fucking much longer. But this was too good to stop now! He wanted more, lots more!

The way he felt now, he wanted this to continue for ever and ever! He reapplied his mouth to her gash and began slipping his tongue in and out with the same rhythm he used to shove his cock into her mouth. The action was easier for him to handle this way.

In went his tongue. In went his prick. For a moment he would stir both around, his tongue in her hot cunt and his cock in her equally hot mouth. Then a slow-motion withdrawal to tease her, to build her up for the next thrust. Over and over he repeated this pattern until it began to take a mighty toll on his control.

He fought down the tide of his come. It inched along his hard prick, threatening to erupt at any second. He wanted to keep fucking. This was too soon!

The taste of her cunt oils coated his tongue and made his mouth water in joy. He rolled the fuck sauce around to get the full effect. His taste buds came alive as the salty, slightly acrid taste penetrated. He rolled his tongue against the soft, yielding walls of her cunt, stroking until his jaws ached. It felt as if his tongue would fall out from the strain.

But still he continued. He loved this. And he was only flesh and blood. His prick jerked hard and then spewed forth its first gob of come. The spurt arched through the woman's mouth and spattered against her tonsils. She didn't want that. She wanted to taste it. She pressed her tongue firmly against the end of his prick and smeared the next spurt of come all over her tongue. She was lost in ecstasy!

She came even while his prick was still going off. The feel of his tongue against her velvety cunt walls, the hot breath gusting into her asshole so recently fucked, the pressure of his chin against her clit, all those got her off in a big way.

Locked together, mouth to genitals, they rolled over and over and over in the soft grass.

When they had returned to their senses and gotten some of the sex-fog out of their brains, they quietly moved so that they could lie in one another's arms. Tits mashed firmly into broad, muscular chest, Gloria had never felt more content in her life.

"Are you sorry you've taken up with an old woman?" she asked her nephew.

"Hell, no!" he cried. "This is the thing all the guys talk about and none of them get. They talk pussy-pussy-pussy all the time and they're just mouthing off. They're not getting any action. Shit, I bet I've seen more ass in the past week than a whole bunch of them together."

Gloria didn't say anything for a few minutes. The feel of her nephew's body pressing warmly, sensually, against hers was enough.

Finally, she said, "I've ruined you in one way, you know. You'll never be satisfied with chicks your own age. Elaine is going to seem dull to you now."

"She seemed dull to me the first time I got into her pants," the youth said. "And after what all you showed me she's even more a little girl than I thought."

"She wouldn't go down on you," said Gloria. "And all she really wanted was a quickie. She had no idea how much fun fucking can be."

"I know now," said Larry, moving his hand between his aunt's legs and finding the damp patch of her pussy.

"It can be even better," she said, almost hating herself for what she was going to say. "A lot better."

CHAPTER ELEVEN

"How?" he demanded. "I think you're pulling my leg."

"Your short leg, at any rate," she said, running her nimble fingers over his dead cock. The feel of it almost turned her off. It had gotten cold from the chill in the air. Her spit had dried quickly and shrunk his cock to a tiny little worm.

"Tell me," he demanded.

"Have you ever made it with more than one chick at a time?" she asked slowly, trying to figure out how to phrase this just right. She didn't want to scare him off. After all, he was young and might not take too well to the idea of swinging. She hadn't, when she and Henry had begun. But with such sexy friends as Tom and Jennifer, she had quickly gotten over her reluctance.

"No," he admitted. "But I don't need more than one when I have you."

"There are women who are even better lays than I am. They have more natural aptitude. But it wouldn't be without me. It would be me plus another. A friend of mine."

"Who?" The youth seemed to consider the question for a moment, then stiffened and said, "Tom and Jennifer Larkin! You and Uncle Henry swapped with them!"

Gloria was surprised that he didn't seem the least bit bent out of shape over it. He spoke in terms of awe.

"You knew?"

"I sort of suspected. God, is that Jennifer ever a hot piece. I could get off on her in a big way. Hell, I used to…" His voice trailed off and Gloria saw a flush rising to his cheeks.

"Go on, tell Aunt Gloria. What were you going to say about Jennifer?"

"I used to jerk off thinking about her. God, just watching the way she walks is enough to give me a hard-on."

"You don't have one now," she accused. "If you saw her tonight, would you get another boner?"

"Sure!"

"Then lot's go see Tom and Jennifer. I'm freezing my ass off. And neither of us want that, do we?"

Gloria still felt a little uneasy about this. She didn't really know if she wanted to get Larry involved in the swapping routine. A bit greedy on her own part, she didn't want to share the youth with Jennifer. Still, she pushed the button on the doorbell and heard it chime inside.

In less than a minute, Jennifer came to the door. She must have been getting ready for bed because all she wore was a thin negligee.

"Christ, Jen, you could get raped answering the door undressed like that," said Gloria.

"That's what I keep hoping. So far, all I've done is scare off the paperboy and a delivery man who looked as if he should have known batter. I think Tom's being here ran him off."

Larry swallowed hard when he saw the woman. The backlighting outlined her perfect body. Every movement was pure grace. And every part of her was enough to give him back his harden. He had jerked off dreaming about her. Now the sight of naked tits capped with big nipples was almost enough to get him hard. The sight of her dark little bush moving sexily between her firm thighs did get him herd. His prick tried to turn somersaults in his pains.

"My, what have we here?" the woman said, moving out onto the step to press hard against Larry's body. She stroked her hand along his side and lightly brushed over the bulge growing at his crotch.

"I'm Gloria's nephew. I… I came over with her."

"Do come in!" the woman laughed.

Tom entered the living room and said, "Don't mind her, Larry. That bitch is always in heat. She's like some jungle animal on the prowl for fresh meat."

"Like yours," she said, slowly moving her body against Larry's for effect. Her ample hip pressed lasciviously into his hard-on. The youth swallowed hard and tried not to cream in his pants. It was difficult not to respond fully to her.

"Get comfortable," said Tom, laughing at the way the teenager swallowed constantly and then licked dried lips. "You're going to get along fine with my wife, I think."

"Cool it, Jen," said Gloria. "The boy's not sure if he should even be here or not. You don't want to frighten him off, do you?"

"Such a hunk of man? Frighten him off with a little offer of pussy? My, my, Gloria, you're getting staid and stodgy in your old age."

"As long as I continue getting laid, what do I care?" Gloria retorted.

Jennifer contrived to have the front of her negligee come open. A swirl of beige nylon and beneath was nothing but naked skin, all being offered to the teenager. He obviously didn't know what to do with his hands and he kept shifting his weight from foot to foot.

"Here, let me help you," Jennifer said. "Put those lovely hands here and here." His hands covered her tits. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Good. Now squeeze, damn you, squeeze for all you're worth. Hurt me, bruise me, but don't you dare take those hands away!"

"While they're getting to know each other, Gloria," said Tom, "allow me to show you something that's come up." He pulled at the zipper of his pants and his cock leaped out, ready for hot and heavy action.

"Ummm, nice. But it's so ugly out there on its own," said Gloria. "Let me sheath that mighty sword in the best place possible."

Quickly she stripped off her jeans and presented her naked, flowing gash to him. He moved into position, his prick aimed directly up into her cunt. He straightened his legs and they both gasped as he penetrated her cunt.

"Urnmm, you always fill me to overflowing Tom. I love the feel of your cock pressing hot and hard against my cunt walls. Butt-fuck me. Make me burn inside. Give it all to me, even if you have to rip me apart all the way to the chin!"

"You got it, babe."

And he tried to do just that. She gasped and moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck for support. The woman soon found herself wrapping one leg around the man's waist. This opened up her cunt even more and gave him the best target possible for burying his prick repeatedly.

They fucked together like that for several minutes. Tom would get overexcited and have to stop to catch his breath, but he always came back stronger than before. The woman felt her cunt begin to glow white-hot from the fucking. The friction of his huge prick, against her pussy walls did the trick. She came, her entire body shaking with lust.

Then she felt someone moving behind her naked ass. A meaty cock thrust between her asscheeks and entered her asshole. This took her completely by surprise.

"Wh…?" she started.

"It's me, Aunt Gloria. I saw this wonderful ass wiggling away and I couldn't help but want to fuck it. So I am!"

He thrust into her asshole and drove his manly cock balls deep in her bowels. For a second, both cocks were inside her. She screamed and almost fainted. Both men were hung like elephants. And both pricks were separated by only her thin inner membrane.

When Tom pulled out, she felt a little relief and could talk again. She moaned out, "Why, Larry? Why's Jennifer allowing you to fuck me? She was so hot for you, she was about ready to bust a gut."

"I saw he wanted you. At least this time around, Gloria," came a voice from down on the floor. "So I figured let him fuck a familiar hole. He had butt-fucked you earlier, hadn't he? I could tell by the way you walked sort of funny. But I'm not going to abandon his lovely set of balls. No way!"

Gloria felt her friend moving under her. She still had one leg wrapped around Tom's waist. This allowed Jennifer to move up so that she could lick all over the other woman's snatch.

Gloria felt that eager tongue press hard into her cunt lips, mashing them into Tom's prick. As the other woman licked back along the fluid gash, she stroked and pinched the woman's thighs. The pain contrasted marvelously with the joy of having two pricks so close. Gloria couldn't restrain herself. She had to come again. And again and again.

By the time she cooled off from her repeated climaxes, she felt the two men beginning to work in unison. As Tom fucked upward, Larry pulled out. As Larry surged back all the way up her shit chute, Tom would retreat from her clinging pussy. She soon caught on to the tempo of the fucking and thrust her ass backwards to take the full length of her nephew's cock. As he pulled out, she rammed her hips forward to power Tom's prick fully up her cunt.

And Jennifer!

The woman's tongue sought and found the most sensitive places on all three of the lovers' genitals. Every time Larry was buried balls deep up his aunt's ass, the licking tongue bounced from his hairy bag of balls and raced along the cunt lips to Tom's prick. Jennifer's tongue circled around Tom's cock and then wormed its way across the top until it found the little spire of clit.

The wetness and the slithering touch of tongue set Gloria off again. She came as the other woman stroked her tongue against her tiny, pea-sized clit. And then Larry would pull out of her asshole, making her feel as if all her guts were being pulled after the end of his prick.

This was the signal for Tom's inward stroke. And Jennifer's tongue worked against her puffy cunt lips, pressing them hard against her husband's cock so that the friction mounted steadily.

Gloria came again. And this set off both men. She knew her insides were rippling and convulsing with the power of her orgasm. The walls of her pussy collapsed around the man's prick, trying to hold it firmly lodged in her guts. Her asscheeks tightened, too, and smashed down hard on her nephew's cock.

Both men began fucking into her climaxing body at the same time. This was enough to lift her up on tiptoe. She screamed and moaned and begged them for more. And they gave it to her. Their pricks squished and dived deeper and deeper into her frothy, seething depths until Tom got his rocks off.

He shot his creamy load into her eagerly awaiting cunt. She tried to milk every last drop of jism from his balls, using her cuntal muscles. Tensing and relaxing, she stroked and massaged his hard-fucking cock. And then, when his cock started to melt inside her humid cunt, she turned her attentions to her nephew's prick.

"God, Aunt Gloria, stop that! You're gonna… oh, shiiit, nooooo!"

And she got another enema from the tip of her nephew's prick. He surged hot and deep into her bowels, creaming as only a young teenaged stud can.

"Goodie!" cried Jennifer. "Now that the two of them are finished with you, it's my turn!"

The other woman lapped and licked and sucked mightily at Gloria's jizz-filled pussy. The tongue reamed her out. The woman felt her knees growing weak and rubbery. She had to sink down to the carpet. Jennifer followed her down, her mouth never leaving the sweetly flowing cunt.

Gloria felt another come building up inside. She idly wondered if she had done the right thing bringing Larry into this. It might frighten the youth seeing his aunt in such a blatant lesbian lovemaking as this. She shouldn't have done it. She should have followed the strict, if outmoded, morality of his parents. Her sister might be a prude but she knew how to raise her own son.

Then the woman heard Larry laughing and joking with Tom. Her nephew's words warmed her, thrilled her, excited her even more than anything she had done so far.

"She's the best Goddamn lay I ever found!" Larry was saying. "I want to try Jennifer, of course, but I'm not promising that she'll excite me more."

"Your aunt's an exciting woman, Larry. I'll grant you that. But Jen knows this trick she picked up from a French whore. She lifts her legs and…"

Gloria didn't hear any more of Tom's boasting about Jennifer. Jennifer's mouth was too demanding for that. Gloria came, her entire body thrashing around on the floor. She really let herself go this time, knowing that Larry was going to fit in just fine with this group.

Content

Robert Vickers
Swinging aunt

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN