Alfred C. Kinsey reported that, "there is not an inconsiderable group of cases ... in which the husbands had encouraged their wives to engage in extramarital activities. This represented a notable break with the centuries-old cultural tradition. In some instances it represented a deliberate effort to extend the wife's opportunity to find satisfaction in sexual relations. In not a few instances the husband's attitude had originated in his desire to find an excuse for his own extramarital activity. What is sometimes known as swapping usually involves this situation. In another group of cases, the husband had encouraged extramarital relations in order to secure the opportunity for the sort of group activity in which he desired to participate."
The woman who has been exposed to a variety of sexual experiences may find sexual intercourse with a new partner can become a compulsion.
And when the "compulsion" knows no bounds, the woman can find herself seeking sexual partners in young people. This poses a tragic and difficult problem, for "molestation" is where sexual freedom must end. An adult has no right to take advantage of the youth and immaturity of a minor.
As so often happens, the minor is a son, a daughter or a relative, such as the case in our story of the passionate aunt, whose sexual feelings focused on her young, but virile nephew.
The forbidden sexual desires suddenly become the ones most sought after. And, in the perversity of the act, comes sexual-psychic satisfaction for the warped.
While sexual freedom is to be cherished, the limits of sexual encounter must also be recognized. Otherwise, sexual confusion, and chaos replace the pleasure and satisfaction, that should follow sexual intercourse.
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER ONE
Ellen Keller would miss her husband Duane. However, she couldn't be happy with him. He was always playing around with his secretaries at the office, and this she couldn't tolerate.
Finally, when her husband's last secretary, told her she was no good as a lover and frigid, she decided it was high time for a divorce.
"Duane, dear," she said, "I've taken the last of the insults that I intend to take. When Sally told me that I was frigid, it could only come from one source."
"Do you mean me?" he asked.
"Who else, honey?" she said. "I've got a file on you a mile long of women that you've had sex with. And, if this is the type of life you desire, I don't blame you. It's just that you can't have your cake and eat it too."
"Oh honey," Duane begged, "I haven't been such a bad boy. I've confined my activities during the last three years to Sally."
"I know it," Ellen told him flatly. "And that is why I've been so lonely. Now, I hope that you will move out."
"You're going to miss me like the devil," he said.
"That's right," she said. "Just like the devil."
It was an easy divorce trial and Duane did not dare contest it. He had too much to lose in the courts. Ellen was left alone in her beautiful home, and when summer time rolled around, she felt lonely and sad.
She thought it might be nice for her fourteen-year-old nephew, Ronnie Simon to visit her. He had never been to her home and so she decided that the sensible thing to do would be to contact his parents to see if they would let him visit.
She contacted them, and they seemed delighted over the prospect. They had planned a trip to Europe, and they simply didn't care to be bothered with Ronnie. So it worked out beautifully.
Ellen met Ronnie at the airport, and she got a big surprise. For Ronnie was no longer the little boy that she remembered him to be. He had grown considerably.
"Well, hi, Ellen," the young boy beamed as he saw his aunt.
"Well, hello honey," she said. "My, how we've grown."
"I'm fifteen years old now," he said, "and going on sixteen."
"Maybe we should go downtown," she said, "and have something to eat before we head back to my place."
"That would be neat," he said.
"I know of a fantastic restaurant," she said.
Her car was parked at the train station, and the first thing she observed was that Ronnie wanted to drive it.
"Are you sure you know how to drive?" she asked him.
"Of course I know how to drive a car," he said. "Do you think I'm a kid or something?"
"You aren't very old," she said.
"Well, I'm old enough to drive and do a lot of other things," he winked suggestively.
That worried Ellen. If there was one thing she thought was ruining the present generation, it was their preoccupation with sex. And she decided that she would speak to Ronnie about it later in the evening.
She was amazed that Ronnie did drive well. When she gave him the directions to her place, she was proud indeed that he found it easily.
"I've got to hand it to you, Ronnie," she said, "you are a very good driver."
She helped him with his luggage, and when they got into the sprawling home, she showed him to his room.
"My, but you've got a big place here," he told her.
"Yes dear, I have," she said. "And I have to have a lot of help to keep it going."
"Oh, it's a beautiful place," he said enthusiastically. "It really is."
It was becoming easier and easier for her to see that she really didn't have much to worry about. For Ronnie was a very intelligent young boy.
However, something later that day surprised her. When it came time for an afternoon dip, she saw him streak into the house with no clothes on.
"What on earth are you doing, Ronnie?" she asked.
"I'm streaking out to the ocean," he said.
Before she could say another word, she saw him slipping out to the ocean naked. This distressed her. She always had high moral scruples, and to see a naked boy dashing out to the ocean and, worst of all, with a hard-on, upset her.
It didn't take her long to strip and slip into a swim suit. Then she joined him.
"Oh, the water is just fine," he said. "Let's go swimming."
He was enjoying it now and so was she.
"Oh beautiful," he said. "I am so happy I came to visit you."
"Judging from your streaking to the house with no clothes on," she said, "I don't know whether I am happy or not."
"Well, they streak all the time at school," he laughed.
"I am not used to anybody streaking around here," she said.
When they lay on a couple of beach towels, she observed that he seemed completely unembarrassed by the fact that he was naked. He was lying on his stomach, and she could see his round bottom.
"You have a nice smooth body," she told him. "And you're well developed for your age.
"Well, you haven't seen anything yet," he chuckled, as he flipped over and suddenly exposed his gigantic cock.
When she took a look at his huge penis, she was flabbergasted.
"I didn't know you were that grown up," she said.
"Yes, I am," he said. "And I've had sex with some of the chicks at school. I get them to go down on me."
"I don't exactly know what you mean," Ellen told him.
"I mean they blow my cock," he said. "And they suck the stuff out and swallow it too."
"I find that a little revolting," she told him bluntly. "I would never do a thing like that."
"How do you know you wouldn't enjoy it?" he asked. "Well, you might have a point there," she said. "I will admit that I was a little narrow-minded when it came to sex."
Seizing the opportunity, young Ronnie suggested that they go into the house.
When they went in the house, he sat on the sofa with his cock still hard.
"You see, we shouldn't have started talking about sex," he told her. "Now I've got a great big hard-on and I don't know what to do to make it go down."
"Use your hand, honey," she told him. "That's what my kid brother used to do."
"Why should I use my hand when I've got yours?" he said.
"You embarrass me," Ellen told him. "Talking to me like this. If I didn't think you were joking, I'd be furious."
"Who's joking?" he asked.
It was obvious to her that she did indeed have a problem.
"I don't know what I'm going to do about you," she said.
"Well I know what I'd like to have you do about me," he said. "I'd like to have you suck me."
"I couldn't," she insisted.
Reaching for her hand, he placed it on his huge male member. It was a long time since Ellen had a penis in her hand, and she enjoyed it. "Squeeze it, baby," he told her, "and pull it."
She began pulling on his penis, and to her surprise she was enjoying it. It was getting harder every moment. Suddenly she saw a drop of crystal cum surface at the small slit at the crown of his cock.
"Use your other hand on the balls," he advised her.
Hypnotized by his words, she let her other hand reach down and cup his balls.
"Just don't hold them," he told her. "Massage them."
Now she was massaging his balls.
"Oh, does that ever feel good," he told her, "real good."
With a firm wrist, she pumped vigorously. He loved the sensations that she was creating.
"Oh, that's fantastic," he told her. "Keep that up. Yes, I like that. Keep it up."
She continued pumping vigorously, and he became more and more excited.
"Oh, wild," he told her. "That is beautiful, baby."
"Do you like that?" she asked.
"Pull it out," he told her. "That will be an improvement."
She pulled the penis forward, and indeed it did send new thrills shooting through his cock.
"Oh," he gasped, "keep that up, Aunt Ellen. I really like it."
Now Ellen was tempted to go down on his cock. But she didn't. She thought if he begged her or forced her, it would be his responsibility.
She recognized that he was fifteen years old, and she was an adult.
"You'd better go down on it quick," he said, reaching for her neck and guiding her.
This was what she had been waiting for, and she made no offer of resistance.
"Oh, suck my cock off," he panted, "suck my cock."
Her mouth moved over the head of the shaft, and soon she was indeed sucking with vigorous movements.
He was indeed delighted to be able to create such excitement.
"Suck me," he begged. "Suck me."
She massaged his balls while she sucked his cock vigorously. He thrust forward, and then she let her hands grip his ass. She loved the feel of his ass-cheeks as he fucked away.
He threw his legs around her shoulders, and continued jabbing into her face with feverish anxiety.
"Oh," he moaned in delight. "Oh, yes, yes, eat me, baby."
The creamy hot sperm gushed into her mouth. She vigorously sucked him off.
When she pulled away from him, she looked at his young appealing body. She liked the curly pubic hairs and the big balls. She liked to see the crack in his ass, and was tempted to lick it too.
Now, as she pulled away, she realized he still had not gone down.
"You see, Aunt Ellen," he exclaimed, "when my cock gets hard, it just won't go down. I don't know what to do about it."
"You have what we might term a problem penis," she said. "It requires more than the average amount of action, I'm afraid."
"Well, if you would just slip off your swimming suit," he told her, "and slide your pussy over my cock, maybe I could get it taken care of."
The thought of having her vagina filled with a throbbing male member once more fully appealed to her.
"Oh, I couldn't do that," she said.
She was hoping he would continue insisting. Then once again she could mentally lie to herself and shift all of the responsibility to him. "But I've got to have it," he said. She began slipping out of her swimsuit. As she did so, he looked at her bosoms with delight.
"Hey, let me suck on those," he said, pulling her over to him before she had her bikini bottoms off.
She moved tighter to him, and he reached up to grope her bosoms. He began licking on them vigorously.
"Oh, baby," she moaned in delight as she felt him nibbling at her nipples.
Her nipples were becoming erect now. Reaching down, he let his hand slip under the elastic band of her bikini bottoms. He was feeling of her ass now, letting his hands slide down between the crack in her ass. He was feeling of her pussy from behind.
"You really like to do this a lot, don't you?" she asked him.
"When I'm horny, sure I do," he said. "I've got to have it."
Now, as he went on using his mouth on one breast, he reached down with both hands and pulled her bikini bottom off.
When she was bare ass naked, she let one leg slip over him, until she was in line with his cock.
"Move back a little," he said, "so I can fuck you."
It didn't take him long now to stab his dick into her.
As his penis slid into her, he began ramming away with hard, regular thrusts.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck me."
With vigorous fucking movements now, they were enjoying themselves more every moment.
He slid it into her, and she let her breasts bounce over his chest as she fucked vigorously. Ronnie was amazed at how much action she could put into her pussy. She didn't just lie on top of him, she put fire into her pussy, grasping it tightly.
"Fuck," he panted, "fuck it."
His hands gripped her ass-cheeks as he held her in place. Now he was really ramming it into her.
"Oh, Ronnie," Ellen panted, "I haven't had sex like this in ages. You don't know how good it feels to me."
"We're going to have a nice summer," he smiled as he went on slamming into her.
CHAPTER TWO
The pleasurable sensations that were being generated between Ronnie and Ellen let them both know they were nearing a climax.
Their bodies were trembling and sweating as he pushed his pulsating penis rapidly in and out of her snatch.
"Oh, honey," she panted, "you sure have a big one. You're even bigger than your uncle was."
"Didn't Uncle Duane have a dick this big?" he smiled proudly.
"He certainly didn't, darling," she said. "If he had had, we might still be together. You see, he couldn't satisfy me in bed."
"That's not the way my mother told it to me," he corrected her. "She said that you were a frigid gal and he was stepping out."
"Would you say I was frigid?" she asked as she seized his penis tighter in her cunt and massaged it vigorously.
"I'd say you were a ball of fire," he said. "You're a good fuck. I'm glad old Uncle Duane is gone."
She was delighted to see that he was enjoying himself. It was almost as if she was getting even with her husband, who felt she wasn't good enough.
Now he wanted to roll over.
"Let me get on top now," he said. "So I can finish it."
Clinging to his body, they rolled over on the sofa. Ronnie was on top, slamming into her. With hard, driving jabs, he continued slamming into her pussy.
"Fuck hard," she said. "All the way up there. I want to feel it, reaching way in me.
He pushed it farther, probing her insides.
"I've got it right up there, baby," he said. "It can't get much farther."
He was enjoying himself now, ramming away with final jabs.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed. "I'm cuming!"
The hot juice flooded her vagina. She felt his orgasm, triggering her own. Seconds later she was juicing with him.
He loved to slip around inside her vagina, with the slippery juice helping.
Finally, he withdrew.
There was one thing she missed. There was little affection in him. He never bothered to kiss her once. All he wanted was to get his rocks off. However, she figured that before the summer was over, she would teach him a thing or two about emotion.
"Well, aren't you glad I went streaking through the house?" he chuckled.
Slapping his bare bottom, she nodded.
"Yes, lover," she said. "It sort of put us in the mood for sex."
"That's what they say at school."
"How many girls have you fucked at school?" she asked him.
"I'd just say enough," he said.
"Don't you know how many?" she asked.
"That's really personal," he exclaimed. "I wouldn't tell anybody about screwing you, Aunt Ellen, and I don't think it's good for me to t;ik about the chicks at school I fucked."
She had to agree that she wouldn't be happy if he did talk about their affair. Therefore, it was difficult for her to get angry at the thought of him not wanting to talk.
He told her he was starved, and she began slipping into her swimsuit.
"Why don't we just run around here naked?" he said. "I would like to look at you while you're fixing the food."
"Why, certainly, Ronnie," she said. "I just hope my ex-husband Duane doesn't pay me a visit."
"Well, pull the shades down and lock the doors," he said.
"You know, I'll have to get some new locks on the doors," she exclaimed, "because he can get in any time he wants to."
"Well, I don't want him bursting in on us," he said. "He might be one of those voyeurs who gets his kicks that way. That would be sick."
"You know an awful lot about sex, don't you?" Ellen asked him.
"Well, I've done some reading, he said, "and I guess I do know quite a bit about it."
"One thing for sure, honey," she said, "you know how to satisfy a woman."
Ronnie's eyes beamed with delight as she said this.
"Do you really think I know how?" he asked her eagerly.
"Certainly I do," she said. "You give a marvelous fuck. Why, if Duane had ever given me half as much satisfaction as you have given me this afternoon, I wouldn't have gotten rid of him."
It made him extremely happy and he wanted to know every detail of why he was so good at it.
"Why would you say I do it better than he did it?" he asked.
"For one thing, it's your size," she explained. "You have an enormous penis. How long does it measure?"
"I've been too busy fucking," he said, "to take time out to check how long it is."
"Well, it just goes to show," she said. "You were doing such a good job of it, that you didn't bother with details. But I'm curious to know just how long it is."
Ellen proceeded to get a tape measure.
She was curious to know how long his cock was.
Returning with the tape measure, she measured from the top side.
"You're not getting a good measurement that way," he warned her. "You should begin from the bottom side."
From underneath, she measured eight inches.
"Eight inches!" he smiled. "That's what I'd call a pretty good size cock, wouldn't you?"
"Yes," she said. "That is a very good size, I'll have to admit."
"I've got to hand it to you," he said. "You are not afraid to be yourself."
"What do you mean?" Ellen asked.
"Well, I'll tell you," Ronnie explained. "A lot of people want to fuck. But they're afraid to love."
"Maybe that's what was wrong with our marriage," she said. "I really did have a miserable time of it with Duane. Maybe I was afraid to make love to him."
As the young boy spread out, all sorts of strange ideas were whirling through her mind.
"Well, we could do anything we want to do," he told her.
"That sounds like fun," she admitted. "But the important thing is that your folks don't find out. You know what they would think of me, if they knew about us."
"Oh, my folks are real ancient," he said. "They think a guy has to be eighteen to smoke pot."
At this point, Ellen was frightened.
"You mean you're on dope at fifteen?" she demanded.
"Pot isn't much different from booze," he told her.
"That's what you think," she said. "It's a helluva lot different. I've heard plenty stories about people who got involved smoking pot. And I don't ever want to be involved with it."
"Maybe you're right," he said. "But I don't think it hurts to have a little pot now and then."
He stretched out on the sofa in a most comfortable position.
"Well, well," he said quietly. "I tell you, Ellen, if you would try a lot of different things, you could really enjoy yourself."
Raising a leg up on the sofa, she got a good view of his ass, his balls, and his huge cock. He reached down, and began gently stroking his ass-cheeks.
"Are you trying to tell me something?" Ellen asked with a smile.
"You picked up my message," he grinned.
"What do you want?" she asked the young fifteen-year-old boy bluntly.
"I want you to suck my ass out," he said.
"Oh, Ronnie," she told him, "I've never done that before."
"There's nothing to it," he smiled. "But it does feel awfully good."
"Well, I suppose I could," she said nervously.
With his legs still spread out and one leg high on the back of the sofa, she had good access to him there.
"Just massage it a little," he said, "and play with the balls, pull on the prick, and then let your tongue lick around there. I don't know why, Aunt Ellen, but it really turns me on."
"Young man," she said, "if we're going to be lovers, there's something you've got to get straight right now."
As she sat on the edge of the sofa, he opened his eyes innocently and asked her what.
"Well, I will tell you what," she said, "I want you never to call me your aunt. I'm simply Ellen."
"All right, Ellen," he smiled, "I want you to eat my ass out."
CHAPTER THREE
Ellen didn't have to wait for the second invitation. She wanted to please her young lover, and so, clasping his ass-cheeks in her hands, she moved her face closer to his behind.
All the time that she was becoming intimate with him in this manner, he was becoming more amd more fascinated with the whole idea.
"Oh, lick me" he demanded. "Lick me, baby. Yes, that's what I want."
She let her tongue sweep around his behind. While she would lick one ass-cheek, she would massage the other.
He was enjoying the sensation now, and seized his penis away from her. He wanted to pump on it himself, while she licked him.
As the hot tongue swept around his anus, he got more and more excited.
"Oh, stick your tongue in my ass-hole," he begged her. "I want it real bad."
"It didn't take her long to pick up on his request. Her tongue stabbed up his ass-hole and excited her immensely.
As Ellen's tongue worked its way energetically in and out of his ass-hole, he pulled on his pecker.
She kept her tongue swinging until she was determined she was going to have more action.
Ellen was stimulated, and she felt the urge in her vagina for the cock to stab in and out. She slid her tongue out of his ass-hole, and swung herself over him.
Now she let her pussy slip over his pecker. Riding him, she smiled down at him.
Immediately, he cupped his hands over her buttocks. She loved the feeling of his hands on her behind. She twisted about, and looked into his eyes. A smile was forming on his face, as he proudly stabbed his cock into her.
"You're quite a man, you know," she smiled.
Even as she spoke, she could feel the huge cock thrusting farther and farther into her.
His hands played with her ass-cheeks, and then he reached behind and began letting his finger slip up her ass-hole.
She twitched nervously now, as she pressed down hard on his throbbing cock.
A deliberate little smile was playing on his lips as he stabbed his finger up her ass-hole. As he thrust his finger deeper into her tight ass-hole, she was enjoying the sensation.
"You're enjoying it, aren't you?" he smiled.
As he went on doing this, he thought to himself how much fun it would be to slide his cock up her ass-hole too.
"How would you like to have my cock sliding up there?" he asked her.
While he talked to her about sliding his cock up there, he was frantically fucking her cunt.
"Oh, baby," she groaned in delight. "Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want it."
Her cunt was clutching his cock as he continued stabbing. It wouldn't be much longer now.
Suddenly the rock hard cock exploded in her vagina. As the same instant, she found herself cuming too.
Ronnie continued thrusting his finger up her ass-hole and finished fucking her cunt.
Slowly he eased out of her. Then, she got off him.
"Honey," she suggested, "it's time we got some rest. We've had enough action, if you know what I mean."
"No, I don't know what you mean," he said. "I want some more fun."
"I don't want anymore," she protested. "I'm going to bed."
Saying no more, Ellen went to bed. She left Ronnie alone in the living room.
Finally, Ronnie did decide to go to bed.
After Ellen was in bed alone, she had plenty of time to think. And as she thought, she realized the mess she had made of things. She knew she couldn't continue having sex with a fifteen-year-old boy, and yet she didn't know how she was going to get out of it.
If she could say that he had raped her, then it would be his fault. But would anybody believe it? That was the problem.
Thoughts like this made it very difficult for sleep to come to her. Finally, she did get to sleep.
The next morning, she figured she would get up bright and early and fix him a good breakfast.
Over breakfast, perhaps she could talk to him about the fact that they shouldn't have any more to do with each other sexually. Maybe she could convince him that this was not the way to love. One way or another, she knew she would have to get the point across. She could not go on as she had been.
When Ronnie came to breakfast, he smiled at her.
"Good morning, beautiful," he grinned.
"Good morning, Ronnie," she said. "Are you hungry?"
"I could eat a horse," he told her.
"Well," she said, "I'm not serving a horse. I'm serving bacon, eggs and toast. I hope that will satisfy your hunger."
Ronnie gulped down his breakfast.
"Let's go for a morning dip," she said. 'The sun has been out real early this morning. And the sea looks calm and beautiful."
"All right," he agreed.
He was not overly eager to go swimming this morning. He was still disturbed over the fact that he had wanted to have anal sex with her and she had refused to have anything more to do with him.
This time, he did put on a swimsuit. That made Ellen feel much more relaxed.
"I'm glad you're wearing your swimsuit, dear," she said. "If you go streaking around the neighborhood, I don't know what would happen."
"How far out can you go?" he asked her.
"Well, we shouldn't go farther than that second dock over there," she warned him.
"All right," he agreed.
They began swimming, and got as far as the first dock and Ellen was out of breath. But not Ronnie. He continued plowing through the water.
"Aren't you going to catch up with me?" he asked her.
"I'm exhausted," she told him.
"I'm not," he told her.
"Oh, give me a break," she said. "I'm going to get out and sun on this dock for a while. Then later I'll join you down at the second dock."
Ellen pulled out of the water relaxed in the beautiful sunshine on the dock. As she lay there, she was thinking of ways in which to get out of having anything more to do with him.
There was a young girl who was about seventeen who lived down the way. She had heard plenty about her sexual activity. Even though she wasn't exactly eager to introduce him to the girl, she figured it might be a very good way to get rid of him.
At last, the time came when Ellen was ready to make the swim down to the second dock.
She did so, and when she finally pulled herself out, there he was, stark naked, lying on the dock.
"What are you doing without your swim-suit on?" she asked.
"Going to get a sun tan all over," he told her.
"Really," she exclaimed, "you are too much."
She was beginning to get disgusted. However, she didn't want to make too big a fuss about anything."
"You have a good shape," he said, "and you'd get in even better shape if you did more swimming, Aunt Ellen."
"That's a nice thing to say to a woman, Ronnie," she said. "Where did you learn to give your compliments?"
"I'm not in the business of giving compliments," he said. "I tell it like it is."
"Well, maybe I don't want to hear it like it is," she said nervously.
Now, Ronnie was determined to have her strip too.
"Why are you tugging at this swimsuit?" she demanded.
"Because I want you bare ass naked." He smiled back at her.
"Well, what if I don't want to be naked?" she demanded.
"Now, don't be difficult," he told her. "I want you naked, and I want you naked now."
She was beginning to realize what a difficult problem boy she had on her hands.
He kept tugging at her bikini swimsuit until he had the top off.
"Well, now that I'm topless, are you satisfied?" she asked, as he gazed fondly at her bosoms.
"I won't be satisfied until I get your bikini bottom off," he told her. "That's the part I'm interested in."
Saying that, he took both hands and pulled off her bikini bottom and let her stand there stark naked.
She was worried now.
"Well, I'm going to lie down," she said. "I don't want anyone around here to see me, or you, for that matter."
CHAPTER FOUR
"Well, let's go back to the house," Ellen insisted. "We certainly can't stay out here. I see our neighbor coming by in his speed boat. Put your swim suit on, and fast!"
It didn't take Ronnie long to slip into his swim suit, and she was grateful when he finally jumped into the water and began swimming for the next dock.
Ellen didn't get her swimsuit on any too quickly either. For her neighbor zipped by in his speed boat and waved at her.
"Hi Ellen," he called out.
"Hi there, Clark," she called out to him.
She jumped into the water and followed young Ronnie to the next dock. He was on the next dock and was sunning himself when she came there. He was bursting his sides with laughter.
"So what's funny?" she demanded.
"You are," he said. "You got so uptight over that guy coming by."
"I had a good reason to get uptight," she said nervously. "We'd be in a pack of trouble if he ever saw us both naked."
"Oh, forget it," he said. "He would never catch us."
Ronnie jumped in the water and swam for the house.
When she got back to her beach, she was delighted to lie there and relax. She was breathing heavily as it had been quite a long swim for her.
"We had a good time, didn't we?" he asked her.
"Yes," she said, "we did have a good time. But I really think we had better be having some lunch."
"All right," he told her.
They went into the house and began fixing lunch.
"I'm having the lock man come over this afternoon," she said, "so I can have all new locks put on these doors. I'm not risking my husband coming here and finding us."
"You mean your ex-husband, don't you?" Ronnie winked.
"Yes," she said.
After lunch, sure enough the lock man came, and as the lock man finished his work, she felt a wave of relief go through her. She paid him, and then she went back to the living room where Ronnie was watching television.
"Get your clothes off," he said.
"You are rather quick about it, aren't you?" she said.
"Well, now we've got the place locked up, honey," he said, "we can do anything we want to. Right now I would like to fuck your ass."
When she saw Ronnie unzip his fly and take out his massive male member, the last thing she wanted was that huge cock up her ass-hole.
The frustration that she felt threatened to bring tears to her eyes.
"Honey," she said, "I would be sore there if you tried putting that big thing up my ass-hole."
Ellen's light blue eyes looked upon Ronnie's handsomely dark face, but he wasn't looking at her. He was staring down at the huge cock that he held in his hands.
"You will get used to it," he assured her. "Once it is in you, you will love it and you will want it."
She thought of one last diversionary tactic.
"Look," she told Ronnie, "Let me suck it off for you. Okay? I want to. I really want to suck you. Then I'll be ready for you to do anything you want. I'll suck you so good, Ronnie, that maybe you won't want anything else."
Maybe it would work, she thought. Ronnie did like her sucking him off. She knew she was good at it. She had done it plenty of times for her husband, and he had always enjoyed it.
"I love sucking you, Ronnie," she said. "I like feeling your cock in my mouth."
She diverted him for a moment as she dropped to her knees and pulled his penis to her mouth. She teased it as she rubbed her lips over it.
"It does feel good," he told her as he felt the pleasure generating in his penis as she let her tongue slip over the head of his cock.
All the time, he was determined he was going to get it his way or else.
When they were in the bedroom, Ellen began undressing. When she bent over, and he got a good look at her ass-cheeks through her sheer panties, he was more determined than ever he was going to fuck her ass-hole.
He slapped it, and told her:
"You've got a beautiful ass."
"And you've got a fantastic cock," she said as she swiftly turned around.
He pulled her panties off, and then he put his arms around her. As he held her in his arms, she wished for a kiss. Letting her lips brush across the side of his face, she finally pulled his lips to her mouth.
Opening her mouth, she let him slip his tongue inside her mouth. Then, he pulled his tongue out, and said: "Now baby, let's have that cocksuck. Then I'm going to ride the hell out of that beautiful ass of yours."
She was determined that she was going to suck so much juice out of his cock that he wouldn't want the ass fuck.
She glanced down at his cock and it was getting harder and harder every second.
She let her fingers play with his balls while she sucked him.
At the same time, Ronnie was reaching down slipping his hands over her head as he guided her.
She felt pressure at the back of her throat as he stabbed into her.
Now he was ramming with slow, rhythmic thrusts.
She used her hands to lift the sac of his balls, and she squeezed them, calculating to hurry his orgasm.
She was enjoying it now as she sucked. And he loved the sensation of being sucked and licked. She was rubbing her pussy against the sheets as her mind drifted back to the times when she used to love her husband when they were first married.
They had enjoyed a blissful relationship. Yet, as this young boy's huge shaft pushed into her mouth, she loved it.
It wasn't so much the way Ronnie fucked her, but it was the size of the male organ. She tongued the underside of his prick, tickling the sensitive glans portion of the penis.
Sparks of desire flared through him as he shoved and groaned to make his endless cock slide further down her now willing throat.
The huge cock was slipping farther and farther down her throat. They were enjoying it now, as they went to town with hot lusty desire.
She took her hands off his balls, and felt his ass.
She enjoyed gripping his soft cringing ass. And, she let her hands follow between the white cheeks. At this point, she let her finger slide up his tiny ass-hole. He loved it as she fucked his ass-hole and sucked his cock.
"You like sucking cock, don't you honey?" he smiled as he moved forward faster.
She was closing her eyes now, enjoying it very much. She felt the head of his shaft touch the back of her throat, and then he was sliding down farther. The real fun was about to begin.
She pulled her finger out of his ass, and clutched his buttocks.
The combined action of her mouth over his shaft and her hands playing on his behind pleased him no end. He was about ready to juice, but he wanted to make it last a moment more. He was enjoying it so much.
He wasn't going to stop now. He was determined to give her his juice, and just as soon as he was finished fucking her face, he was still determined he was going to slide his cock up her ass-hole.
Ramming it forward, he suddenly juiced. As the hot creamy juice shot down her throat, she pulled off so she could taste it in her mouth. Then she gulped and swallowed his delicious sperm.
Her fingernails clawed into his ass now, as the intense pleasure came with his climax.
Finishing him, she figured that he was satisfied for a while. She looked up at him when she slid her mouth off his cock and asked him confidentially:
"Do you feel satisfied now?"
"Well no," he said, "I need a little more action."
"Well, I was afraid you'd say that," she told him.
He was flipping his great big cock in front of her face.
"Look honey," she said, "it looks like that big massive head of yours will never go down."
He grabbed his prick and aimed it at her rectum.
"You still want to fuck my ass-hole?" she asked him frankly.
"Yes, I do baby," he said. "And you're going to love it."
"Let me get something to put on it," she said. "I've got some oil that we can use."
She went into the bathroom, but couldn't find anything but some beauty oil. Returning she used the lanolin oil on his cock. Then she used some on her rectum.
She lay on her stomach and young Ronnie began letting his hands roam over her behind. As he felt of her ass, he began getting more and more excited every moment, and so was he.
"Now baby," he said, "I'll just use a little bit more of that oil to finger your ass-hole."
CHAPTER FIVE
It was the last thing she wanted, and she didn't know what she could do to stop him.
With a hard, driving thrust he suddenly stabbed his cock into her ass-hole. He moaned in ecstasy as the huge penis slammed into her.
It seemed as if his balls were pounding back and forth upon her, as his huge cock slid in and out.
It didn't matter that she was moaning as he plunged into her. The tight walls of her rectum gave way to the sudden pressure of his cock.
The young boy's thrusts were violent. He slammed his loins against her flattening buttocks as he filled her hot, tight ass with his cock. Then he pulled it out and pushed it in.
She twisted and turned, wishing that she could get away from him. It felt as if he was going to split her apart.
It was impossible for Ronnie to stop now. His whole body was pulsating with the force of the explosion about to take place in his balls. He hardly heard her protest as he was enjoying himself too much.
The voluptuous, erotic sensations which were rushing through his body outweighed any pain that she might feel.
He was pushing it into her hard now, as the exciting sensations built.
He knew it wouldn't be much longer before the burning lava in his balls shot into her ass.
Sighing, she gave up her ass to him, lifting her hips and holding still. She hoped that with her cooperation it would speed him to orgasm.
She rolled her hips and she thought this might bring him closer to orgasm. But it didn't. It only whetted his appetite, and now his rock hard cock was pounding into her, his balls bouncing on her smooth behind.
Shivers of excitement flooded through her as she felt him getting closer.
The pleasure had replaced pain. She was enjoying it. Realizing that he had brought her around, Ronnie was pleased with himself. He bent over and gripped her bosoms. He massaged them, pinching the nipples.
He was so stimulated now he could hardly stand it.
Finally, his penis exploded. The hot creamy juices shot into her ass-hole. She twisted around, enjoying the sensations of the creamy juice spurting up her rectum.
"It feels so good," she told him.
He was pleased that he could excite her this much.
Slowly he eased his penis dripping with cum out of her.
She stretched out and lay there.
"How did you enjoy your ass fuck?" he asked her bluntly.
"Ronnie," she told him, "I've never been fucked like this before. This was really a lot of fun for me."
"Well, it's been a lot of fun for me too," he told her. "We've fucked everything, haven't we?"
He looked at her and smiled.
"I'd like to use a french tickler some time too," he smiled.
"My husband just happens to have some," she said, "that he left behind."
Noticing that Ronnie's cock looked like it could take another fuck, she was determined to get all the action out of him that she could.
She felt a bit guilty about wanting so much from him. Then she thought to herself that he would be getting it one way or the other, and she might as well be the one who was on the receiving end.
"Go ahead and look for it," he said.
As she got off the bed and went over to the dresser to make the search, he watched her every movement. He enjoyed the sight of her ass, as she bent over the drawer to look for the French tickler. Finding it, she turned around.
"Oh, I'd just like for you to smother my face with those bosoms," he said. "Why don't you do that first?"
She enjoyed the fact that he seemed to get so stimulated by every part of her body. Bending over, she brushed her bosoms over his face. He loved the sensations that this created.
He was becoming more and more excited every moment.
Now she was pressing her bosoms tightly to his mouth, so he would open up and nibble at the nipples.
He did this with each bosom, and at the same time he was feeling her backside.
At this point she was eager to slip the French tickler on the head of his cock. As she looked at his penis and his balls, she couldn't help admiring him a lot. He didn't seem like a boy at all. He seemed like a very well developed, mature man who was in great need of sexual satisfaction.
He looked at her and felt one thing, the urge to fuck.
"Roll over on your back, sweetheart," he said. "We'll try this French tickler out."
With a solid, hard jab he thrust forward. She felt him moving in, French tickler and all. It did feel good to have the added delight of the rubber nodules on the French tickler exciting the sensitive lining of her vagina.
"Fuck me, honey," she told him, "fuck me real good."
He was giving her a good screwing now, and her hands were all over him now. She was massaging his back, playing with his ass-cheeks and pressing her fingers against his prostate gland as he slammed into her cunt.
He was slamming into her with a smooth, even tempo. It was just the way she liked being fucked.
He lunged into her with lusty desire. He was enjoying it more every moment.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "Let's fuck."
The pleasure that he was deriving at this point was increasing. With every cock stab he was enjoying it more.
To add to his pleasure, she figured that she would brush her bosoms over his chest. But she had to have him closer to do it.
"Move down farther, honey," she panted.
When he moved his chest down farther, she began wiggling her bosoms over him. He loved the sensation it was creating.
Reluctantly, Ronnie finally managed to press his lips against hers. She loved the sensation of his lips touching hers. Then, opening her mouth, she let her tongue slip up to his lips. Soon her tongue was plunging into his mouth.
Realizing how much pleasure could be derived from French kissing, he joined her in this action. Now he was pumping into her in hard driving thrusts.
"Oh yes," he told her. "I like that. Fuck me. Grab my ass. Oh yes, baby, this is fantastic."
He was learning plenty about sex. He figured that learning how to use a French tickler was a most sophisticated way of making it, and he was delighted at her eagerness to teach him. He planned to launch out during the summer and find other women around who needed sexual satisfaction.
Ellen threw her legs around her young lover's legs. Then, pressing her pelvis forward, she gripped his sliding penis tight in her twat and massaged it.
The two of them now were pumping against each other 'with new found enthusiasm and desire.
Soon their bodies were sweating and the slap of their sweaty bodies continued.
He continued pounding into her, and the pleasure was almost more than she could stand.
Their bodies were building together, in a special rhythm, and soon they both would be juicing. Yet they were enjoying it so much they both wanted it to last.
"I'm cuming," he panted excitedly, "I'm cuming."
Their bodies clasped together as their juices merged.
"So am I, darling," she panted as she patted his buttocks.
When he had finished shooting and withdrew the penis from her, she couldn't help but break out into a laughing jag.
"What are you laughing at?" the young boy asked, hoping that she hadn't flipped out.
"I was just thinking," she said, "that my husband used to say I wasn't sexy. Isn't it a riot? I'm sexy as hell, honey, and it was just that he didn't know how to treat me. You bet your ass I'm sexy."
The young boy listened to her, and it bothered him.
"You are," he said, "but you shouldn't laugh like that."
Sobering up, Ellen sat up and looked at Ronnie.
"Why do you say that Ronnie?" she asked.
"Well," he said, "you just have a wild look about you."
"Don't worry about me, Ronnie," she said. "I wouldn't think of confining your sex life to me. There are women around here who might appreciate a little action. When I go to the bridge club this week, I'm going to keep my ears open."
"What do you mean?" he asked her.
"Simply this, dear," she said. "I think that I should spread some of the joy around. There are women who are sex starved. Widows, divorcees, women who need and crave what you have to offer so much of."
"Oh that sounds great," he said. "I sure would enjoy having some more adventures. I realize I'm growing up and I want to mature as quick as I can."
CHAPTER SIX
A meeting was arranged by Ellen between Cynthia and Ronnie. And it got her excited just to think about it. She figured that perhaps she could join in the party.
Cynthia was one of Ellen's bridge friends.
Everything was going smoothly in Ellen's plans for Saturday night when Clark Winston, Ellen's neighbor, phoned to complain that he had not seen enough of her lately. Ellen had to set up a date with Clark for Friday night just to keep him happy, since he had indicated that he was jealous of the young kid that was staying with her.
She drove to Clark Winston's place and he greeted her with open arms. "Well, well," he said. "It's been a long time."
"Have you really missed me?" she asked him.
"Yes, I have," he said. "I've thought of you many times."
"Ever since the divorce," she said, "I haven't been going out much."
It didn't take long for Clark to get his point across.
"I don't see any reason wasting time in small talk, honey," he said. "Why don't we go into the bedroom first?"
A delicious shiver of excitement made her twinge.
She was trembling as she reached for his thick cock. She felt of it through his pants, and it excited him as he got harder and harder.
"Well, honey," he said, "I see you're just as sexy as you always were."
"Yes, baby," she told him, "and now I'm dying to have you take care of me."
She unzipped his fly and pulled out his thick cock. She stroked it, while he watched her carefully.
"Honey," he told her, "you'd better not do too much more or I'll shoot."
"I don't want you to shoot quite yet," she said.
While she was undressing, she began imagining all sorts of things. When Clark came out with a little machine, she flipped. She recognized instantly that it was a penis that was propelled with batteries.
"Why, Clark," she asked him, "what are you doing with that?"
"It just turns me on when I use this to fuck a woman," he said. "I don't know why, but it excites me."
"Well, if it excites you, honey," she said, "I suppose that's what you've got to do. Everybody has their hang-ups, right?"
"Right," he assured her.
Now she was completely nude, and Clark gazed at her beautiful fur-trimmed triangle.
He put his arms around her now, and he whispered in her ear:
"I guess I'm just a sex kook. But don't mind me, honey."
She got to her knees and looked at him as he pulled off his shorts.
"I like that big cock of yours," she said. "And when you finish doing with me what you want to, I'm going to do a few things to you. Is that a deal?"
"It sounds like a pretty fair deal to me," he assured her.
He began shaving her first with an electric razor.
"Easy does it," she said as she felt the shaver pulling too hard at her pussy hairs.
After he was through, he looked admiringly: "It sure looks good enough to eat," he said. "But first I want to do a few things with it, if you don't mind."
His voice was trembling now, at the idea of having the opportunity to do anything he wanted to with her.
Spreading her thighs slightly, he decided that he would go to work with the vibrator.
First Clark opened a tube of surgical jelly. Then he spread it all over the head of the huge vibrating penis. Spreading her thighs slightly, Ellen brought the well lubricated vibrator cock to her pussy.
"Go ahead and push it in," he said.
She gave a hard shove.
Now the vibrator moved inside her. To her surprise, Clark was sporting a tremendous erection. Reaching for his cock, he slowly began pumping as he watched.
"So this is your hang-up," she laughed.
"I enjoy it," he admitted.
It was obvious to her that he did. For, as the vibrator slipped in and out of her pussy, he became more and more intrigued.
The smooth tip of the vibrator was buried in her cunt, and she gripped it tightly.
She pushed and pulled it in and out and he watched eagerly.
Glancing in the mirror, she saw herself performing. This seemed to intensify her pleasure. He could not remove his eyes from her body.
Watching her heightened his excitement. And, to her delight, she realized that pushing it in and out while he was pumping his penis, added to her pleasure.
She continued pumping back and forth with the vibrator. And, he was enjoying himself too. Shock after shock of pleasure went through her body now.
She pulled the vibrator out, and tossed it on the floor. Then he reached up and captured her full breasts in his cupped palms.
He squeezed them roughly. Reaching down, she knew what to do. She pulled the huge long cock into her cunt.
Her body was on fire now as he slid his cock in and out of her. She clasped it tightly in her vagina, enjoying it more every moment.
He was pumping it to her now with enthusiastic thrusts, and every moment she was becoming more and more excited.
He was thrusting hard now and his hands were on her back. He was grasping her ass-cheeks.
"Look in the mirror," he said, "and watch my dick sliding in and out of you."
Glancing in the mirror, he could see the huge shaft slipping rhythmically in and out of her grasping cunt. He loved the sight of the shaved box. It made it easy for him to see the penis slipping in and out of her.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me. I want it all, baby, every inch of it."
Inch by inch the throbbing male member pushed into her. He was becoming more and more excited every moment.
He continued driving into her with hard stabbing movements. Every moment becoming more exciting, more stimulating.
"Oh, baby," she gasped excitedly, "you don't know how much this means to me."
Her hungry cunt gripped his huge sliding tool. She was milking it now.
"Oh, keep that motion up, baby," he panted. "That's the way I like it. Yes, baby. Look at my balls bouncing on your pussy.
Glancing down, she could see his huge balls slapping against her vagina. She loved the sight of it.
"Fuck me, baby," he begged. "Fuck me hard."
She continued pushing against him, and now he was ready to explode.
"Oh, honey, I can't stand it," he gasped excitedly. "I'm almost there."
With animal lust, he lunged forward. His huge throbbing male member shot its wad. At the same instant, Ellen felt herself juicing.
"Oh," she groaned in delight, "I'm cuming, I'm cuming too."
Their lips merged as they kissed.
"Oh, keep fucking me," he panted. "You can milk some more juice out of it, baby."
"I want to suck the rest of it out of you, Clark, honey," she said. "I've got my hang-ups too."
She was speaking softly now. and it excited him.
"All right, baby," he told her. "I'll slip it out."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Clark and Ellen quickly took a shower and decided to have a drink. After a short conversation Ellen suggested:
"Let me massage you."
"Well, sure, honey," he said. "You can use rubbing alcohol or you can use some oil I have in there."
She went into the bathroom and decided that she would use the oil.
"Oh, your hands feel so good, honey," he told her.
Ellen continued massaging his back all the way to his buttocks.
Her hands began massaging down around his prostate gland. He parted his ass-cheeks, and told her quite boldly.
"Why don't you kiss my ass and do some licking, too?"
She kissed his buttocks, and then began licking. He loved the sensation of her tongue lashing around there.
"Now, sweetheart," he said. "I've got an idea."
"What, baby?" she asked him. "Use that vibrator in my ass-hole," he told her.
Ellen reached for the vibrator on the other side of the bed. She added some oil to it, and slowly guided it up Clark's tender ass-hole.
"Ouch!" he said as the vibrator slid up his tight anal opening.
"Doesn't it feel good?" she asked.
"In a way," he said. "That gives me an idea, baby. When you finish sucking me off, I want to fuck your ass-hole."
"You do want to do everything," Ellen exclaimed.
She pulled the vibrator out of his ass-hole, and then she let her tongue slip up there and do a little licking. He turned over, flipping his penis in her face. She gripped it and let her tongue sweep over the head of it.
The huge cock slid into her mouth. As she let her tongue sweep over the head of it, she became very good at what she was doing. And Clark became more and more excited.
He was pumping it to her now with hard, even thrusts. Reaching down, he gripped her head. With both hands on her head, he stabbed away vigorously.
Clark was pumping away now, watching in the mirror. He liked the sight of her head bobbing up and down on his dick.
The sight of her cheeks sucking in appealed to him, and the moment of climax was what he wanted now more than anything.
He continued pumping, and as he felt her mouth he got more and more excited. Beads of perspiration were building up on his forehead, as she sucked away.
Her hands began pulling on his balls, and he loved it as her fingers played with him. He threw his head back, and his mouth opened.
He knew it wouldn't be long before she would be drawing the juice from his cock. Never before had Clark felt such intense sensations. He was shaking violently, wanting to cum. But he knew that when he did, the ecstasy would be over. And he wanted to make it last.
Her urgent fingers were kneading his balls, and her hot mouth was sucking and licking his cock as he had never been loved before. He knew he had a tremendous load to pour into her, and he was hot to let her suck it up, but he wanted to hold back, he was enjoying it too much.
He felt himself shooting into her, and she sucked him up and swallowed every drop of it. Then she licked his balls and got the juice that she had missed as it slipped over the head of his penis.
Then she sat up and looked at Clark. She was licking her tongue over her lips, savoring every drop of his sperm.
He wanted to wrap his arms around her and hold her close to him and kiss her.
She moved up to Clark's arms, and he patted her.
Ellen was very satisfied with her date with Clark. They made arrangements to see each other very soon.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next day Ellen and her young nephew had a marvelous swim. She insisted, however, that he keep his swimsuit on.
"We've got to look a little conventional," she told him.
That evening she fixed him a good steak dinner and at eight o'clock, Cynthia arrived as planned for a visit with Ronnie and Ellen.
The moment that Ronnie took a look at beautiful Cynthia, his cock got hard. She was more than he could have ever imagined a goddess to look like.
She had beautiful big bosoms, a slim waist, and a fresh exciting manner that made him gasp.
"You know," Cynthia began, "I never expected to meet such a mature young man."
It was all he could do to keep his fingers off her beautiful breasts. He wanted to explore them with his tongue as quickly as he could, but he knew he had to control himself.
Ronnie went over to the bar and began asking her what she wanted to drink.
"Don't tell me you drink at your age?" she asked him.
"Why not?" he said. "I'm mature for my age.
"Well, I didn't say you weren't," she said. "I just didn't think you were old enough to drink.
Instantly, Ellen picked up the ball.
"If he's old enough to fuck, he's old enough to have a drink, right?"
"Right," Cynthia said shyly.
Cynthia stroked her blonde hair, and it was obvious to Ronnie that she was becoming nervous and almost ready to back out of the whole thing.
He moved quickly to make sure she didn't.
"There. Take your pick. Vodka, bourbon, or rum," he said.
"Rum makes me sick to my stomach," Cynthia said.
"Well then, you ought to have bourbon," he said, "mixed with something sweet like Seven. That is a nice drink."
He mixed the drink for her and soon they were drinking.
"Now I suggest we begin stripping," Ronnie said as he unzipped his fly and pulled out his penis and displayed himself to her.
"My, but you are big," Cynthia said.
"Yes," he said, "we've measured it. And it measures about eight inches."
"That's long," she said. "And it looks thick."
"It is," he said. "And now why don't you take off your clothes? You look very attractive to me."
"I have noticed that you've been looking at my bosoms all evening," she said.
"I'm what you might call a bosom man," he said. "I like to see them. Do you want me to help you undress?"
"Oh no," Cynthia said quickly. "I'm quite capable of undressing myself."
Cynthia got to her feet and began unbuttoning her blouse. As she did so, she couldn't help notice his cock jerk and quiver.
"Honey," she said, "you haven't even seen them yet and you're almost dripping."
"I think he's oversexed," Ellen confided.
"Must be," Cynthia said as she pulled off her blouse.
She was wearing a half-cup black lace bra that really excited him. He could see everything but the nipples, and this got him so stimulated he could control himself no longer.
Going over to her, he helped her remove the bra.
"Well aren't these beautiful," he smiled. "Yes, really pretty."
He pulled off the bra, and her huge bosoms jutted out to attention. The nipples became erect as his fingers began playing with them. Then he was suddenly sucking on them.
It was true. Cynthia did feel it was a very natural thing. And the warmth of his mouth sucking on her bosoms pleased her no end.
"It does feel good," she said. "But I just don't know."
She was still being a bit reluctant, and Ellen figured that it was time they had another drink. Ellen had wasted no time in taking off her clothes. She was down to her skimpy panties and bra and was walking about the room barefoot.
Going over to the bar, she quickly poured more liquor for them all. Then, returning, she looked at Cynthia.
"Dear, would you like something more to drink?"
"I don't think I could go on," Cynthia said, "if I didn't have something to drink."
Cynthia sipped her drink, and her young, hot-blooded lover pulled his tongue off her nipples for a moment. He stood back and she looked at him.
"Aren't you going to finish undressing?" she asked him softly.
"Sure baby," he told her, "right now."
He wasted no time in removing his pants. And as she looked at him, she was indeed eager to have sex with him. He had a handsome body, muscular and vigorous. And the huge throbbing male member appealed to her most of all.
She could feel it slipping into her hole, and she wanted to seize it with her cunt muscles and massage it vigorously.
"Do you like?" he said, seizing his penis and holding it up proudly.
"Well, I must say it's a remarkable cock." She nodded.
Now he was looking at Cynthia's moistening pussy.
"Why don't you take those panties off before you get them all wet?" he asked.
"I might as well," she said.
Sliding gingerly out of her panties, she looked at him.
"Well, now you see what I have," she said, turning around.
"And I like what you've got," he said. "You're a beautiful lady."
At this moment, Ellen was ready and eager for the unveiling. Her young nephew Ronnie had not seen her shaved box, and she was proud to let him see the change that she had made.
Slipping out of her panties, and tossing the bra aside, she looked at Ronnie.
"Do you see anything new?" she asked.
"Why, you shaved your pussy," he observed.
"Yes, I did," she said, "I thought it might be a little more sexy."
Suddenly Cynthia felt the sting of competition.
"I could shave mine too," Cynthia cut in quickly.
"Of course you could, dear," Ellen said, "and it might be an improvement too."
"I like her cunt just like it is," Ronnie said.
Ronnie had instantly seen that the women were competing for him. He delighted in this, and he didn't want Ellen to think she had the upper hand. He was eager to try a variety of things with this honey-haired beauty with the innocent blue eyes. He imagined she would be considerably older, but was delighted to find she was only twenty-five years of age.
Slapping her on the ass, he told her quietly:
"To the bedroom, baby. That's where we'll fuck."
CHAPTER NINE
Ellen led the way to the bedroom, carrying a couple of bottles with her.
"Isn't it wonderful,"-she said, "that we can be so free about sex, that we can take it out of the Dark Ages and bring it into a new era of pleasure."
Once in the bedroom, Ellen decided on positions.
"Now Cynthia," she confided, "Ronnie has the most marvelous tongue. You really ought to have him eat your pussy."
"I was looking forward to that," she confided.
"Of course you were," she said. "And you won't be disappointed either."
At this point, young Ronnie was eager to do anything to get the party going.
Cynthia got on the bed and she straddled his young face.
"Push your muff to my mouth," he said, as he began massaging her bosoms and licking at her slit.
"That's sensational," Cynthia said. "I love it when you use your tongue like that. You've got a magic tongue."
"I'm just a confirmed pussy eater," he laughed. "Ever since grade school."
Cynthia was delighted and excited that at last she was getting intimate love like this. She enjoyed the connection of his tongue with her twat.
In the meantime, Ellen was determined to get her kicks too.
"Now, sweetheart," she said, "just spread your legs a little farther so I can get in there and do some good licking."
He spread his legs for her and she went down there and let her tongue press against his ass-cheeks.
Now, she let her tongue slip against the tight crack of his ass. He loved it.
"Go right ahead, sweetheart," he told her. "Kiss my ass and lick it, love it, do anything you want with it."
In the meantime, Cynthia was moving forward.
"I've got an idea," he said. "I can eat your ass out while Ellen is eating mine out."
"Oh, that sounds juicy," Cynthia confided.
Lifting herself up, she moved forward. Then she spread her ass-cheeks a little so he would have easy access to her ass-hole.
Grasping her there, he let his tongue slip all around her tight anal opening.
"Oh," she groaned, "I can't stand it. This is too much. Oh wow! This is super!"
She was indeed enjoying herself immensely, and he was enjoying himself too.
His tongue pumped up her ass-hole, while at the same time Ellen was slipping her tongue in and out of the crack in his ass.
"Stab it up there," Ronnie insisted.
Stiffening her tongue, she stabbed it in there.
"Yes," he exclaimed, "that's what I like." The hot tongue stabbed into his ass-hole.
And, he wiggled about the bed. At the same instant, he was stabbing his tongue into Cynthia's tight anal opening.
Cynthia had never imagined anyone could love like this, and the sensations were flooding her body at this point and driving her up a wall.
"Oh Ronnie," she panted, "I can't stand it. Oh Ronnie, you're killing me."
Ronnie was indeed enjoying it. The double pleasure of sucking her ass out while his own ass was being sucked by Ellen was exciting to him.
Ellen had a way of stiffening her tongue and stabbing it up there as if it were a small penis. And he loved the sensation.
Duplicating Ellen's actions, he stiffened his tongue and stabbed it vigorously in and out of Cynthia's behind.
Glancing at Cynthia's thatch, he could see that she was moistening even more. And he realized that he didn't dare wait much longer to eat her pussy.
Sliding his tongue out of her ass-hole, he waited for her to move her cunt over his face tighter. When she didn't understand exactly the position that he wanted, he told her: "Push your pussy right up to my mouth."
Then, gripping her ass-cheeks, he began licking.
She loved the feel of his hands on her behind, as his hot tongue began stabbing into her vagina.
In the meantime, Ellen seized his cock and began licking. Her mouth went over the head of it, and she was vigorously sucking.
"Oh, suck my cock," he told her. "Suck it."
He slid deeply into her mouth now, as she gladly sucked him inside.
It was an exciting moment for her, and she was eager to eat his sperm.
He always dug sex, but he liked it this way. Something different, where the tongue was connecting with the sex organs. And she was just as eager to satisfy him this way.
The hard cock was slipping farther and farther into her. Now the head of the penis was rubbing against the back of her throat. He was enjoying it, and so was she. His penis now exploded every part of her mouth, sliding into the little pocket where the upper lip joined the gum, then along the gum and over the front teeth.
Next, he moved over the lower teeth to the pocket there, and to the underside of her tongue. He rolled around it and under the tip. She barely moved her tongue as his cock explored her mouth.
It was all he could do to keep his cock from spurting and it was all that Ellen could do to keep her jaw muscles from biting down on the warm, wet penis.
Now she began playing with his balls.
Her mouth was so completely filled with his penis that it was difficult for her to draw a breath. She had to breathe through her nose as he stabbed it down her throat.
At the same instant that she was sucking him vigorously, he was licking at Cynthia's cunt. His tongue was exploring inside of her, probing, licking and whipping around.
Cynthia had never had anything like it, and as the stimulating sensations built, her body began vibrating. Soon, he was letting his tongue flip on either side of her slit. He enjoyed moving it back and forth in a circular motion.
He continued letting his tongue sweep around her slit, and she was soaking now.
He knew it wouldn't be much longer till she juiced. He went to work on her clit, nibbling. At the same time, he reached up to her great bosoms and squeezed them.
Cynthia loved the feel of his hot hands on her bosoms, particularly his fingertips pressing against her nipples.
"Eat my pussy," Cynthia panted excitedly. "Eat my pussy."
She was so stimulated, that her heart was pounding quickly, and her body continued vibrating as his hot tongue licked the soft flesh of her vagina.
She pushed down harder now on him, as his tongue flipped around inside of her at an increased pace. He was letting his tongue circle around her pussy. She was pushing down to him, and he was flipping his tongue in and out in various positions.
She was rolling her hips and getting so excited she was starting to juice. As soon as she would juice, his hot tongue would lick her vagina walls.
It wasn't going to be much longer before he shot his wad into Ellen's mouth. She was letting her tongue flip across the top of it. Now, he was thrusting forward.
The cock was stabbing in viciously now, slipping down her throat. She loved the feel of his penis pumping in and out of her mouth, as if he was fucking her cunt. She pulled back so she could build up a sensational suction. She wanted to suck him to climax, and feel him juice. This was the moment that she was waiting for. The moment when she could suck the sperm out of his huge cock.
She varied her movements, however, letting her mouth travel from the head of his penis to the base of his cock. She loved to pull on his balls, and he enjoyed having his ball bag massaged.
At the same time, he was flipping his tongue around inside Cynthia until she could stand it no longer. Finally she juiced. He continued letting his hot tongue sweep around inside of her until he had licked her clean. Then he shot his gun off in Ellen's mouth.
Pulling his tongue out of Cynthia's pussy, he gasped excitedly:
"Suck my cock, suck it."
She sucked vigorously and his penis spurted sperm into her mouth. She enjoyed the taste of it, and swallowed. Turning around, Cynthia watched. She wanted the opportunity to give him head too. She resented the fact that they couldn't have had a sixty-nine. She was disgusted that it had to be a three-way.
At this point, she was so hot for action that she pushed Ellen off him as she turned around. Then, she grabbed his cock desperately and began sucking him herself.
He realized that he was getting some fantastic head and didn't complain. Thrusting hard down her throat, he began fucking furiously.
"Oh that's good, Cynthia," he told her. "Real good."
She realized that she knew what to do with her mouth, and she sucked vigorously knowing that it wouldn't be much longer until his dick would shoot into her mouth.
It was a bit surprising to Ellen to see how strong Cynthia could come on. However, she just watched and said nothing.
She combined a jerking movement with her sucking. She was pulling at the center of his penis and sucking at the head. She knew how to get him to shoot a big load.
At the same moment, Ellen felt she might well help him shoot a good load into Cynthia's eager mouth.
"Oh, suck me," he panted. "Suck. Yes, that's what I want. Suck it."
Cynthia was grabbing hold of his cock with earnest movements now as her head moved up and down. She started to taste him as he got his rocks off again. The sensation of his slippery cock in her mouth was wonderful.
She explored the ridges, and sucked and tongued him as he shot her a good load.
He felt himself spurting like crazy into her as she sucked vigorously.
When she had finished, she pulled off him proudly.
"Well, I guess that was a pretty good blow job, wasn't it?" she said. "And you sure did a good job on my pussy too."
"And now, why not try my shaved box?" Ellen smiled.
Ellen angled her body so she was pressing her pussy over young Ronnie's mouth.
Ronnie grabbed her ass and let his hot tongue stab into her. He wasted no time in licking quickly. It was an unusual experience for him to mouth a shaved box. But he enjoyed it. His hot tongue whirled around inside her there. He nibbled on her clit, then alternated his actions by probing with his tongue and stimulating her labia.
"Oh, eat my pussy," she panted. "Eat me."
His cock was getting harder and he became more and more stimulated. Cynthia grabbed his cock and began jerking vigorously as he ate Ellen's cunt.
Once more it was a triple play, and she knew that she would be spasming her love juices into his mouth soon. But she was holding back so she could save it for the last moment.
Finally, she juiced. As he sucked her cunt, she groaned in delight. There she was, spurting and her young lover was eating her.
It was as if she couldn't get enough release.
"Eat my pussy," she panted. "Eat my pussy. Yes, baby, eat me."
Young Ronnie was thrilled to eat her. He loved the taste of the hot white spray, and he enjoyed massaging her ass-cheeks while he sucked.
Now, the two women had both had him eat them, and he had a rock hard cock on again. Instantly, Ellen thought of something. She thought what a nice idea it would be for him to have a nice ass fuck. Only, she thought, it was Cynthia's turn to get fucked in the ass-hole.
CHAPTER TEN
"How would you like an ass fuck?" Ellen smiled at young Ronnie.
"Oh sure," he said. "Fd like to fuck your ass."
"I was thinking of Cynthia," Ellen said smugly.
"Well, no one has ever fucked my ass-hole," Cynthia said innocently.
"Then it's about time someone did," Ellen said.
"Well, you're a virgin ass," young Ronnie smiled. "That's the best kind. It's very tight. It takes a big cock like mine to loosen it up."
"That's just it," Cynthia said. "Your cock is too big for anything like that."
"No it isn't," he told her. "Let me do it."
"I don't know," Cynthia said. "I really don't."
"Look, baby," he said, "all we've got to do is get some good lube job action down there, and I can shove it in there and you'll love it."
"I don't know whether I'll love it or not," she said. "But I'll let you try it."
"Good," he told her, "because I know you're going to enjoy this."
She was far more doubtful of whether or not she would enjoy it more than he was. Nevertheless, he got down there and began licking around her ass-hole.
While he was doing this, she bent over. At the same moment, Ellen decided it was time to get some oil so the ass could be lubricated.
Hurrying to the bathroom, she found the oil. Returning, she handed it to Ronnie.
"Put some of this in your hand, honey," she said. "Then stab your finger up her ass-hole. Use plenty on your prick too."
"Yes," Cynthia said, "use plenty on your prick."
Cynthia was on her haunches now, while he was slipping a well oiled finger up her ass-hole.
Grasping her ass-cheeks, he mounted her.
"I'm going to give you a real good fucking," he said. "Real good, baby."
He slowly eased his cock up her tight anus. When it didn't go in, Cynthia was against the whole idea.
"Look," she complained, "that big prick of yours is too big for the small hole of my anus. No insult intended, but it just won't work. It's like trying to put a square peg in a round hole, or a round hole in a square peg. It just won't work."
She was almost to the point of hysteria, and Ellen couldn't help see the humor of the situation.
"Now if you would just relax, dear," she said, "it won't hurt at all."
"I wish you were here where I am," Cynthia said. "It's easy for you to say that, when you just stand there and watch. You're both a couple of sadists, getting your kicks."
"Well, I like that," Ellen said. "I bring you here for a good time, then I must be subjected to criticism like this."
It didn't take Ronnie long to get his cock in there. With a lunge forward, he stopped the ridiculous conversation and stabbed her ass-hole.
As Cynthia felt a pang of pain go through her body, she wondered if he had split her in half. However, once he had it in there, she enjoyed it.
"Fuck it," he panted. "Fuck good, baby. Come on, fuck."
He was driving it in there hard, and with even thrusts. And, now that it was in there, she was enjoying it.
"Well it isn't too bad," she said. "It really does feel good."
"Just keep pulling it in," he said. "That's it."
The twitching head of his cock stabbed up there farther. He was trembling with delight, as his huge prick thrust forward.
"Oh that feels good," she said, "real good."
He grasped her ass-cheeks as he stabbed forward.
"That's it," he said. "Grind your hips around."
She ground her hips around and he derived more pleasure from the ass fuck.
"Oh baby," he said as he plowed in as far as he could make it, "it sure feels good."
When he got it in there as far as it would go, he enjoyed seeing his balls bouncing on her behind.
"Fuck it," he told her. "Fuck."
Skillfully, he was riding into her.
Then he reached around, and began parting the soft flesh of her cunt. He let his finger slip in there, and he rubbed harder. Now he was giving her double pleasure.
With the penis stabbing up her ass-hole and his finger slipping into her cunt, she was enjoying herself.
"Oh Ronnie," she panted, "I like that. Keep doing it."
He continued exploring her pussy with his fingers while his hot cock continued stabbing into her ass-hole.
At this point, Ellen felt herself heating up. She wished for Ronnie to do it to her. She wished in a way that she had insisted he fuck her instead of Cynthia. Cynthia apparently was enjoying it, for she was twisting her hips around and moaning softly.
"Do you like it, Cynthia?" Ellen ventured to ask
"Oh it's a wild fuck," she said. "I like it. He knows just how to play with my pussy and he sure can fuck my ass-hole good."
I'm glad," Ellen said.
Of course she wasn't glad. She resented every moment of it. If he got hung up on her, then perhaps he wouldn't be giving her the fucks that she wanted. This bothered her.
"Fuck it," he panted. "Oh fuck it fuck it good."
He was stabbing into her with vigorous movements. Suddenly, his huge penis exploded. The hot white cum flashed up her rectum. She twisted around, enjoying it as she juiced herself.
"Oh, keep playing with my pussy," she panted. "Keep playing with it, baby."
He didn't pull his finger out of her snatch until she had finished juicing. Then, proudly he pulled his slippery penis out of her ass-hole, and his finger out of her snatch.
He rolled over on the bed and lay there. His legs were spread, and a grin was across his face.
"How was that?" he asked proudly. "That was the best fuck I ever had," she said. "You're quite a man. Ellen, I've got to thank you for inviting me over. I envy you having a big prick like this to take care of all your needs all the time."
"We are only too glad to have you here, dear," Ellen said quickly. "Would you like another drink?"
It was Ellen's idea to get Cynthia so stoned she would pass out. And she would then be able to take over the rest of the evening, and what action was left in his throbbing cock, she would get.
"Oh, how sweet of you," Cynthia said. "I would enjoy another drink. I feel as if I'm on cloud nine, and I never want to come down from there."
I'll try to help you stay up there, honey," Ellen smiled as she went over to the dresser and poured a double shot of bourbon, and only mixed a little water with it.
"That's a strong drink," Cynthia observed.
"I'm never stingy with my alcohol," Ellen said.
It worked. In a moment or two, Cynthia was out like a flash.
"Well, what happened to her?" Ronnie asked.
"Some people just can't hold their liquor, dear," Ellen commented. "Apparently, Cynthia is one of those persons."
"That's too bad," Ronnie said, "because I planned to fuck her some more."
"Well, don't let it worry you, dear," she said. "I can take care of all your fucks."
She reached over to his throbbing male member and began slowly pumping on it. As it began swelling, her eyes glowed with delight. She played with the testicles, and looked at him admiringly.
"My, that's a big cock you have got," she said. "There are so many wonderful things we can do. How would you like to fuck my ass next?"
"Well, sure," he said. "I guess I could take you for a good ride."
"Do it to me, like you did to her," she said. "I like double action. You know, when you slip your finger in the cunt and you fuck up the ass at the same time."
"Sure," he said, "but give me another drink."
That did it. Ellen didn't want to get him drunk. If she got him too drunk, she realized that his cock might not be as hard as she wanted it to be. And, for a good ass fuck she had to have his cock as hard as she could get it.
"Maybe we could have the drink later," she suggested.
"No, I'm thirsty now," he complained.
"All right," she said, "that's no problem."
She went over to the dresser, and mixed him a light drink. Returning, she handed it to him, hoping that he wouldn't notice the difference. Fortunately, he didn't, and thanked her.
"Say, that was a great drink you fixed me," he told her.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Ellen wanted to outrank Cynthia for her ass fuck.
She got on the floor and crawled around like an animal. It was obvious to Ronnie what she was trying to do, but he didn't say a word.
"Come on and fuck me, honey," she called out to Ronnie.
"Well, if you'll hold still long enough, I will," he said, as he ran around the floor trying to mount her ass-hole.
When he finally did get her in position, he slowly eased his slippery penis between her ass-cheeks.
"Now baby," he told her, "I want a real good fuck. Twist your tail for me. That's it. I haven't gotten it in yet."
Ellen had not made it easy for him. Therefore, he had to grasp her ass-cheeks and hold firmly to get a good grip on her.
"That's it, now we've got it," he told her.
He drove in there with a sudden jab.
"Ouch!" Ellen gasped.
Cynthia woke up and applauded when she heard Ellen howling with pain.
"Why, you're doing it real good, Ronnie," she congratulated him.
At this point the pain had ceased and the pleasure had begun. Ellen looked back and told her young nephew how much she enjoyed it.
"Ronnie honey," she said, "you're doing it just right. Keep stabbing it up there."
Ronnie was proud of himself. He was giving her just exactly what she had asked for, and bending over, he gripped her bosoms and began massaging the nipples.
"Oh, keep that up," she panted. "Yes, baby, I like that."
Observing, Cynthia wondered if he had put as much into the fuck that she got as the screw that he was giving Ellen.
"Oh honey," Ellen panted, "put your fingers in my pussy quick before I juice, baby."
Swiftly his fingers jabbed into her vagina. He flipped them back and forth and tried to bring her there. He didn't have far to go as she was almost juicing when his fingers first slid into her mound.
Now he rode in there with hard jabbing thrusts.
"Oh, fuck me," Ellen begged him. "Fuck me, baby. I love this two-way fuck."
Indeed she did, for her ass was churning around, as he stabbed it.
"Oh that feels good," he told her. "Real good."
Suddenly his penis exploded in her rectum. She twisted her hips around, squeezing and milking his cock as he stabbed her.
"I'm cuming," he cried. "Oh, baby, I made it."
He was pleased with himself that he could give her so much pleasure.
He didn't pull his cock out of her until he had finished shooting.
Slowly he withdrew.
She got to her feet and bent over to smile at Cynthia with a certain sense of satisfaction.
"Oh I had the most wonderful fuck," she told Cynthia.
"Well, good for you, darling," Cynthia said. "It's nice we could have such a good time together."
Lying there, Ronnie looked at both women. He couldn't help admire Cynthia. She had such a beautiful body, and her honey colored hair appealed to him. Most of all, the innocent blue eyes.
"Where are you from, Ronnie?" she asked.
"Does it matter?" Ellen cut in quickly, hoping Ronnie wouldn't reveal he was a relative.
"Well, I was just curious where Ellen found you," she said. "I thought maybe I could find a boy to service me too."
"Now Cynthia," Ellen laughed, "you know how you can find a boy to take care of you. All you have to do is advertise for help. You tell him you want him to wash walls, water the lawn, or mow it, and then it leads to this."
"Just like that?" Cynthia said.
"Well, with a little help on your part," Ellen explained. "You have to wear a bikini or sashay around in a negligee. Anything, to get them hot for your body."
"It wouldn't take much for a fellow to get hot for your body," Ronnie told Cynthia. "You really think so?" Cynthia asked. "Well of course," he said, "you're just a natural. Your body would turn any man on.
"Don't believe everything Ronnie says," Ellen laughed. "He used to tell me a lot of things like that too. I had to discount most of them."
It was burning Ronnie up to see how his jealous aunt was making it next to impossible for him to offer a compliment to a woman he happened to find quite fascinating. He determined he would have to go out on the beach and find his own women. But he decided to keep his decision to himself.
When his aunt was busy, he would have to make it a point to have some fun. He would have to find a spot down at the beach where she wouldn't be eatching him every moment.
"What are you thinking of, Ronnie?" she smiled. "Are you still thinking of that fabulous ass fuck we just had?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah," he said. "That was real good. I really enjoyed it."
"I'm so glad you did, darling," she said. "Maybe we could have one more get-together before we part tonight."
"I was hoping he would fuck my pussy," she said. "I would really enjoy that."
"That's a great idea," Ellen said. "And while he's driving is dick up your cunt, maybe I can suck his ass out. Maybe he would enjoy that."
"It does sound like fun," he said.
Ellen spread her legs.
"Honey," she said, "why don't you lick it first and then stick your dick in it?"
"Sure, Cynthia," he said.
Ronnie bent over and gripped Cynthia's buttocks. He pulled her pussy to his mouth and let his tongue slide along her slit.
"You don't know how good that feels to me," she said. "You have no idea."
The hot tongue slipping along her slit excited him enormously. Now he was getting more and more turned on.
"Oh, fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me, baby."
He straddled her, and suddenly she grasped his penis and pushed forward.
Now the cock slipped inside of her. As she felt it entering her body, she threw her legs around him.
It was a little disturbing to Ellen with Cynthia's legs around Ronnie. That made it hard for her to eat his ass out, while he was fucking her. Nevertheless, Ellen was determined to do everything in her power to make it exciting.
Bending over, she started with an ass massage. Then brushing her tongue over it, she finally let her tongue slide between the cheeks.
"Say, that feels good, Ellen," he complimented her.
When Ronnie told her he was enjoying it, that was all she needed to propel her into continuing.
She thrust forward, and let her tongue stab up his tight ass-hole. Now, he pounded into Cynthia with a fury.
"Fuck it, baby," he panted. "Come on, baby, fuck."
As the penis stabbed in there with vigorous urgency, he became more and more excited.
It wasn't going to be much longer now, he knew. Nevertheless, he wanted to make it last. For he was enjoying this moment. He liked the slippery tongue sliding up his ass-hole, and at the same time he enjoyed Cynthia's legs wrapped around his as she pumped her pelvis forward so he could gain deeper entrance into her hot vagina.
Looking into her blue eyes, he smiled at her.
"Oh, it feels so good to me," he said softly.
Now he was becoming more vigorous in his thrusts. It was an interesting way for Ellen to discover a new dimension of sex. She was able from his ass movements to determine just how excited he was becoming. As he became more excited, his cock stabs became more intense.
"Suck ass," he told her. "Oh yes, eat my ass out, that feels fantastic. Keep sliding that tongue up there."
It pleased Ellen no end that she could distract him momentarily from Cynthia's cunt. Even though eating ass wasn't her favorite way to indulge in sexual excitement, nevertheless at this moment it was achieving the end she wanted.
"Suck ass," he said. "Suck ass."
Her hot tongue stabbed in there with piston precision movements, and his ass wiggled about. no
She knew she was providing him with electrical thrills down his tingling spine as he jabbed forward.
Now his balls were ready to explode.
"Give it to me," Cynthia said. "Give it to me. I want it."
"You're going to get it," he said. "My balls are going to explode in a minute, baby, and you're going to get all my juice."
It disgusted Ellen to hear him tell Cynthia that he was going to give her all his juice. Here she was doing so much to contribute.
"Suck it." He looked back to her, "suck it, baby."
Then he shot. She could tell when he was going to do it, for he moved forward with a final, hard thrust.
The white sperm exploded in Cynthia's cunt. She twisted around in sexual frenzy as he shot his wad.
It was a moment of triumph for Cynthia, who ground her hips around. She was delighted.
He didn't pull out of Cynthia until he had finished shooting. Then slowly Ellen pulled her tongue out of his ass-hole.
The three of them lay on the bed, with their arms around him. Both women were pressing their bosoms to his chest.
"I guess I'm a pretty lucky stud," he said quietly.
"How nice of you to say that," Cynthia said. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was lots of fun, wasn't it, Ellen?"
"Of course it was," Ellen said. "I told you he was a remarkable young man."
"Yes, you did," she agreed.
Cynthia could hardly leave him alone, and this worried Ellen.
"Do you think we could get together again some time?" Cynthia asked Ronnie.
"Well, maybe we can," he smiled. "We sure had a good time. I guess Ellen can handle all of the arrangements, can't you Ellen?"
It did make Ellen happy that he turned to ask her.
"Of course, dear," she said. "When it's convenient, we'll have to get together again. Maybe at your place next time. Cynthia has a lovely home for entertaining."
"Yeah," Ronnie said. "That would be a lot of fun to fuck at your place. I'd like to see it."
CHAPTER TWELVE
When Cynthia left, Ellen and Ronnie were alone.
"My, she's a fucking nympho," Ellen commented.
"Oh I wouldn't call her a nympho," he said. "She just enjoys a good balling."
"Well, did you see the way she went after you?" Ellen asked.
"She was just hungry to be fucked," he said.
Ellen realized she didn't dare to make any more digs. For it was obvious to her that Ronnie was not about to criticize Cynthia. Apparently he had enjoyed her too much.
"Well, we had a lot of fun anyway," Ellen said. "Goodnight, dear."
She kissed Ronnie goodnight and went to her bedroom alone. But during the night she had plenty of time to think as she tossed and turned as sleep came very difficult.
Finally, she did get to sleep.
The next morning Ronnie's mind was full of ideas of how he could find young girls along the beach and have a good time with them. The important thing was not to have his passionate aunt know every move he made.
"I want to go for a beach walk," he told her.
"Oh, how nice," Ellen said. "I'll join you, dear. A walk would do me a world of good."
"I want to walk by myself," he said.
"Well, all right, if you don't want me along," she said. "I guess I can take a hint. Are you meeting anyone in particular? Maybe you and Cynthia are going to get together for lunch or eating time or something."
"Now don't get bitchy, Ellen," he said. "Can't a guy be alone when he wants to?"
"I'm sorry," she said. "Maybe that did sound a bit jealous. I'm really not jealous of Cynthia at all. Why would I be jealous of Cynthia? I have everything she has and more of it."
He laughed as he slipped into his swim trunks and went for a walk.
As she saw him slip into his trunks, she couldn't help observing that he had an erection. It was amazing how that cock never seemed to go down. It bothered her as she realized that this hard penis of his would get him into a lot of trouble if he didn't watch himself.
As she stood on her front porch at her beach house and watched him walk down the beach, she worried about him. She wondered what he would find.
When he was out of sight, he made it a point to do some looking. There had to be some nice young chicks around that he could make it with, and he was determined to find some and fuck them.
It wasn't that he didn't enjoy fucking older women, it was just that he felt some girl his age would be fun to fuck too.
Finally he did see a cute little brunette that turned him on. She had snapping brown eyes, lustrous brown hair, and a body that wouldn't quit. As he looked at her standing there in a white bikini swimsuit, he decided he would go up and talk to her.
"Hi gorgeous," he smiled at her.
"Does that line get you results?" the girl asked.
"Well I haven't used it before," he said, "so how would I know. I haven't met any girl as beautiful as you on this beach."
"Well that's better," she said. "My name is Tamra. I haven't seen you around here. What's your name?"
"I'm Ronnie," he said, "and I'm here for the summer. I'm from Los Angeles."
"Los Angeles," Tamra exclaimed. "They say it's a swinging place, but I've never been there."
"It isn't half as swinging as you are," he said in a low, husky voice.
"Would you like to go swimming?" she smiled as she looked out at the blue shining sea.
"I'd love to," he said, following her as she ran for the ocean.
She plunged in ahead of him, and he followed. Tamra was a remarkably good swimmer, and he had some difficulty keeping up with her.
When they were out quite a distance in the ocean, she relaxed and looked at him.
"It's nice out here, isn't it?" she smiled at him.
"Yes," he said, "it is. You feel so free, so alone and away from everything and everyone."
As he looked at her, realizing that her bosoms were almost popping out of her white bikini bra he said:
"You're giving that bra there problems," he chuckled.
She glanced down at her bosoms bulging in the white nylon material and smiled.
"You know honey," he said, "I like to swim in the nude. I often do."
"Are you a streaker, too?" she smiled. "I've often wondered what a streaker looked like. I've never seen one close up."
"I'll streak down the beach if you want me to," he said, "but I want you to streak with me."
"Oh, I couldn't do that," Tamra said. "You would immediately think I was an easy make."
"No I wouldn't," he laughed. "Let's find a place and just streak. For the hell of it."
"All right," she agreed. "Just for the hell of it, I will."
They swam back to the beach and then it didn't take long to slip out of his swimsuit. He began streaking down the beach slowly, waiting for her to slip out of her bikini. She did, and together, with their swim clothes in their hands, they dashed down the beach.
Soon they came to a cove. He headed for the cove, and she followed. At this moment, they looked at each other.
"Oh Tamra," he said, "you're so beautiful. Won't you just let me touch you?"
"I don't want to have sex with you," she said abruptly.
"I didn't ask you to have sex with me," he reminded her.
"Well, I just wanted to get that straight," she said.
Moving forward, he gently let his forefinger touch her nipple. As Tamra felt his finger on her nipple, she became erect. He touched her other nipple, and then her eyes swept up to his.
"Oh baby," she said, "you do turn me on. I can't help it."
"Are you feeling what I'm feeling?" he smiled at her.
She nodded. Glancing down at his huge penis, she could see he was getting harder and harder. Her curiosity made her want to reach out and touch him.
"Go ahead," he said, "grab it. Play with it."
Tamra knew better, but there was some-thing about it that appealed to her. Reaching out, she felt for his cock. She massaged it slowly in her hand.
"Oh, it feels so good," she said.
Playing with it, she became more and more stimulated.
"Yes, baby," she said, "that feels real good."
Tamra suddenly seized his cock in her hands.
"Oh that's good," he said, as he reached for her vagina and slid a finger in.
Immediately she responded to his stabbing action. Her vagina muscles gripped his finger tightly.
"Sweetheart," he told her, "you know what I'd like you to do?"
"No," she said.
"I wish you'd go down there and suck me off," he told her. "I don't know whether I should or not," she said. "I've only done it once before."
"Did you enjoy it?" he asked her.
"My older brother forced me to do it," she said. "It was terrible. He held my head down there and made me suck his cum. Then, when I wanted to spit it out, he made me swallow it."
"You don't have to swallow mine if you don't want to," he said. "Just go down there and start licking."
She dropped to her knees and pulled his huge penis to her mouth. She looked at his curly pubic hair, and at his big balls. Suddenly, she did feel a desire to suck. Wave after wave of erotic delight swept over her as she slid her mouth over the head of his meaty shaft.
She watched his balls swell while she sucked. His hand went down to her head and he guided it there.
"Suck it," he begged her. "Suck."
Now she was really enjoying it as he stabbed into her mouth.
"Oh yes, Tamra," he gasped. "That's the way I like it. Oh, honey, don't stop now."
He was pressing forward as her cheeks sucked in. He was determined that she was going to suck his sperm and swallow it. He wanted to make her like it so much, that she would gladly do it for him.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Keep doing it."
Her fingers began massaging his balls.
"Oh, I like that ball action," he told her. "That feels real good."
He enjoyed the sight of his huge penis pushing against her cheeks.
"Oh, Tamra," he told her, "it won't be much longer now."
Tamra was eager to get the sperm at this point. She could taste him starting to cum, and she was eager for it.
"Come on, baby," he panted, "keep sucking."
She continued sucking, and then he jabbed forward with a hard, sudden thrust, and stabbed it down her throat. Furiously, he rode it into her. It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it.
"Come on," he told her. "Oh yes."
The beautiful brown-haired girl with the big brown eyes was working effectively now on his balls. She was tugging on them lightly, as his penis pumped down her throat. Savagely he was stabbing it to her and he knew he had to pull out before he shot his wad. He wanted to shoot into her mouth where he could have the sensation of her sucking his juice out of him.
Pulling out just at the moment of climax, he gasped: "I'm cuming! I'm cuming!"
Both hands gripped her and held her in place while she sucked.
With a hard, sudden jab he pushed forward. Waves of sperm shot out of his cock into her mouth. She pulled on his balls as she sucked the juice out of his penis. He didn't have to tell her to swallow it, because she was eager to gulp him.
"Oh, eat me," he panted. "Eat my sperm, baby."
He felt himself being sucked in.
"Oh baby," he panted, "that's what I like. Suck all the juice out.
He was proud of her ability to eat him. Sliding off him, she got to her feet and threw her arms around him lovingly. She let her hands glide down to his ass-cheeks, and she pulled him tightly to her.
"Oh I love that kind of action," she told him. "It was wonderful having you in my mouth. It was exciting tasting you."
It made him happy that he had given her what she wanted. Now he wanted to return the favor and lick her cunt clean.
"Let me eat your pussy, sweetheart," he said. "Just stretch out there on the beach, baby, and let me look at you and love you."
She spread out, and he got down over her. Looking at her vagina, he pried the pussy lips apart. He looked at the quivering moist pink flesh. The sight of the pubic hair and the fresh pink pussy drove him out of his mind. He let his nose sweep inside of her slit. He sniffed, and licked. The aroma was wonderful to him. More than that, the taste of her was delightful.
It tortured him not to stick his cock in there too. He wanted to do everything to her all at once, but he couldn't. He decided that he would lick her first and fuck her next.
He let his tongue sweep inside her velvety vagina. He licked the walls gently as her hand reached for his head. He loved, the feel of her hands guiding him.
"Oh, Ronnie," Tamra panted as she wiggled about in the sand. "You don't know how good that feels to me. Oh, eat my pussy, eat my pussy."
Her eager desires whetted his appetite for more sex. Stiffening his tongue, he stabbed into her mound. She loved the sensation of his tongue stiffening, then stabbing.
"Yes, baby," she panted. "Yes, baby, I'm going to give it to you."
His hot tongue stabbed in there. He probed with his tongue and sniffed. With his hands, he gripped her ass-cheeks and squeezed. She loved the feeling of his tongue licking up and down her love button. Then, he fastened his mouth on her love button suddenly and sucked.
This was more than she could stand. She threw her legs up in the air and reaching down, gripped his head and gasped: "I can't stand it. I'm cuming, baby, I'm juicing."
Indeed she was cuming, and he was more excited than ever before.
As the hot juice gushed into his mouth, he sucked.
Finishing her off, he knew he had to fuck. His cock was hard as he got to his feet.
"Don't move, baby," he told her. "Just keep your legs spread. I want to give you a good hard fucking."
He guided his huge cock into her cunt, and as he slid in there, her cunt muscles fastened on his penis.
"That's it," he told Tamra. "Hang on to my cock. Oh yes, baby, just like that, grab it with your pussy muscles."
Tamra was proud of herself, that she could use her pussy muscles effectively.
Gripping his penis quickly, she massaged.
"Oh yes," he said, "that's a great fuck."
Soon she was matching his rhythm. He was fucking her hard.
"Keep it up," he told her. "Oh yes, that's what I want. Keep fucking."
He was getting more and more excited now as her body moved in time to his own sex rhythm. They rolled over in the sand and Tamra was on top.
Tamra gripped his penis tightly, using her muscles effectively. She brushed her bosoms over his chest, and smiled down at him.
He reached up and played with her bosoms while he fucked her hard.
Tamra seemed just as eager for sex as he was.
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he could hardly wait. She wiggled hard and then he rolled over once more and got on top. With savage thrusts, he stabbed it in.
She ground her hips around, and then he shot his wad.
As the juice spurted from his cock into her pussy, she felt herself cuming too, right on target.
She gasped as she felt him cuming.
"Oh baby," she groaned in delight, "that feels fantastic."
The hot pleasure they were experiencing now had them both clasping each other. Her hands were on his buttocks, as she gripped tightly.
"Oh Ronnie," Tamra panted, "we've got to fuck like this again. This has really been fun."
Indeed it was fun, and before Ronnie slipped out of her, he covered her face with kisses.
They then took a dip in the ocean. When they came back, to let the sun dry them off, they lay there naked and talking.
"Tamra," he said, "can I come over to your place and fuck you sometime?"
"Daddy would kill you if you ever did," she said. "You don't know my father. I'm supposed to be something special, his little virgin."
"But you're not a virgin," he reminded her.
"No. I know I'm not," she said. "But Daddy still thinks I am. It's too bad, baby, because I do want to be loyal to him but I've got to be loyal to myself."
"I understand," he told her.
As Ronnie looked at her, he realized she couldn't be very old.
"How old are you, beautiful?" Ronnie finally asked her.
"Does it make any difference?" she smiled.
"A little," he said. "I'm just curious."
"I'm seventeen," she said. "How old are you?"
"Does it make any difference?" he laughed, giving her back the same question she had given him when he asked her age.
"No I guess not," she said.
"I'm fifteen, going on eighteen," he said.
"Oh, you're a remarkable man for fifteen," she said. "You really are. You fuck like an older guy. Maybe a college age guy."
"Have you been screwing around with some college guys?" he asked her bluntly.
"How did you guess that?" she marveled. "ESP?"
"It wasn't too difficult," he said. "You said I fucked like college age guys. It's the only way I figured you'd know how college guys fucked, if you screwed one."
"Oh I see," she said. "A person has to watch what they say."
"Look, Tamra," he said, "I'm going to be here this summer, and I'd like to have a lot of fun with you. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course I don't mind," she said. "I would love to have a good time with you."
It was obvious to her that she needed to have someone to love, and it was equally obvious to her that she would do well if she had Ronnie all summer.
As they continued talking, it became obvious to him that her father was very particular.
"So your father would really kill me if he caught me, eh?" he said.
"Yes," she said. "Father is from the old school."
"Yeah, I understand."
Ronnie put his arms around her and kissed her passionately. He knew he had found something real with Tamra, something beautiful that made his heart pound quickly and his pulse race rapidly.
Pulling away from him, she made him promise:
"We're going to get together again. Please, baby."
"Yes," he promised. "We will get together."
They made a date to get together the following Saturday night at eight o'clock. They picked the place where they had met to meet again.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
When Ronnie got home that afternoon, his Aunt Ellen knew that he had met someone.
"My, but you were gone a long time, dear," she said. "I kept lunch waiting for you, and you never came. I fixed a lovely shrimp salad. I put it in the refrigerator or it would have spoiled."
"Thanks," he told her.
"Ronnie dear," she said, "you can confide in me. Did you meet someone on the beach?"
He thought about it a long moment before he replied.
"Well dear, did you?" she demanded.
"What if I did?" he asked.
"I'd be very happy for you, dear, of course," she said. "I never expected to confine you in any way."
"Are you sure you didn't?" he asked.
"Of course, dear. What kind of an aunt do you think I am?"
"I'm going to find out before too long," he said, "because I'm afraid I could get you awfully uptight."
"Oh that's absurd," she said. "You'd never get me uptight, dear, would you?"
He looked at her and she looked at him.
"Sweetheart," he smiled at her, "it really makes me feel bad to have you get this way. You know damned well you're jealous, really jealous."
Ellen paced the floor back and forth.
"Jealous of what?" she stammered. "Do you think I'd lie to you?"
"No," he said, "I don't think you would lie."
As they looked at each other it was obvious that she was hot for some more sex, but he wanted to put it off.
"You know I haven't been in town," he said. "Why don't we drive out in the country?"
"Well it's just lucky for you I have a full tank," she said, "otherwise we couldn't go. But I guess I can."
They got into her car and drove out in the country. After they found a roadside cafe and had hamburgers he said, "My, it was a lot of fun today."
"Yes, it was," she told him. "I enjoyed it an awful lot. I'm glad you did too."
They went to bed and didn't say one word about sex. However, two days later she was hot for him and she made no bones about it.
"I'd like to give you some lessons today," she said. "Maybe something you can use on one of your young girl friends."
"That's good," he said. "I found me a young chick that I plan to have a little fun with Saturday night."
At first Ellen was so insanely jealous that it was all she could do to control herself.
"I'm happy for you Ronnie," she said. "Now about those lessons, Aunt Ellen," he smiled, "would you like to give me some good pointers so I could give this chick a good balling?"
"Oh I think it would be a lot of fun," she said, "to teach you a thing or two. I've done a little study on sex myself, and there are so many ways of doing it, you would be surprised."
"Tell me one different way," he said. "I would love to try it."
"I could tell you more than one way," Ellen smiled. "First, let's have a drink. We could unwind a little better if we had a little booze."
After a couple of drinks, they went up to her bedroom. She pulled back the blue sheets which lay there clean and crisp.
"Just think dear," she said, "in a moment you and I will be lying in the middle of that bed, enjoying our bodies."
"It is exciting to think about it, isn't it?" he smiled at her.
"Then why don't you help me undress?" she said. "That's what my ex-husband used to do."
The moment she mentioned her ex-husband, he thought of what Tamra had said about her playing around with different men.
"Why did you say you were divorced from him?" he asked her.
"Because he was playing around," she said. "He was so disloyal, I just couldn't trust him."
"I thought that's what you told me," he said, as he began unfastening her blouse.
When she was out of her blouse, he unzipped her skirt. She slid out of this and then he helped her out of her shoes.
Next, he pulled off the pantyhose and then her bra. Now she stood before him naked and ready.
Seizing it, she pulled him to the bed.
"Now in this fuck, sweetheart," she smiled, "it is a unique position. You sit like this in the middle of the bed. You spread your legs."
"Like on my haunches?" he laughed.
"Yes, Ronnie," she explained. "That's just the way. Then I'll show you what I do."
It seemed a bit awkward when Ellen got on the bed with him. She lay on her belly and then she flung one leg back around his waist, and then the other leg around his waist. Now her ass was facing his face.
"I'm going to slip my cunt down over your cock," she explained, "and you can get a fantastic angle from this position. At the same time you can massage my ass all you want. It's a fabulous fuck, providing you massage the butt just right and fuck straight up."
"Oh, that feels good," he said, as he felt her slipping her pussy down over his pecker.
He gripped her ass-cheeks and massaged them vigorously while he fucked forward. She loved the feel of his feet under her breasts.
"Oh, sweetheart," she said. "Fuck hard. Fuck good."
He rammed it to her, and she loved the sensations that his rock hard cock was generating as he stabbed forward.
She enjoyed the feel of his hot hands on her buttocks and she wiggled about the bed as he stabbed into her.
He was about to release his sperm load when she realized she wanted him to learn some more positions.
It was very difficult for Ronnie not to let his balls explode. However, mustering all of the self-control he could, he stopped just in the nick of time.
He enjoyed watching her slip off his penis, and then she rolled over on her back.
"Now dear," she said, "I'm spreading my legs for a purpose. I want you to get between my legs and stick your cock in me and fuck me."
He got between her legs and she threw her legs around him as he stabbed into her. Then her arms went around him. He felt her feet massaging his ass-cheeks.
"Say that is an unusual fuck," he said. "I enjoy having your legs around me like that. And when you push your legs way back, I can really stab my cock way up your cunt."
"You sure can, honey," she said. "Fuck like this for a while and hold it if you can. If you can't, I will understand."
While he pumped his pecker into her pussy, her feet massaged his buttocks. He loved the feel of her feet on his ass.
As she looked at his sun tanned body, she got hotter and hotter for him. She wanted the juice now. Yet she realized there were other positions she hadn't taught him and she thought that she really owed it to him to give him some good fucking lessons.
"Do you care if I shoot it off?" he asked Ellen.
"Well, it's all right," she agreed.
Now he was really pumping into her. With savage, hard thrusts he rode his cock hard into her cunt. She gripped it tightly and massaged it.
"Fuck me," she panted. "Yes, baby, fuck. That's what I want. Fuck me good."
He was riding hard into her and she was enjoying it more every moment.
"Yes baby," he told her. "I want it. Just like that. Keep fucking."
With hard, driving thrusts he continued until he shot his gun off inside of her.
Certainly it did feel good to her, for with her leg upraised like this he had deep entrance into her pussy hole. When he had finished shooting into her, he pulled out and flopped over on his back and lay there. She looked at him, her eyes glazing with passion.
As he lay there she got another idea of how she would enjoy screwing him.
She reached down and began fondling his balls, and feeling his penis.
Now his penis was standing up. He was looking at her beautiful bosoms and thinking of all sorts of things.
Ellen rolled over on her back, and Ronnie straddled her. He pressed his huge cock and balls between her beautiful bosoms. Then he slowly massaged his penis as he thrust gently back and forth on her chest.
Releasing his grip on her bosoms, he moved forward. Then slowly he eased himself down over Ellen's face. She gripped his thighs as he closed in. Then her tongue lashed out as she began licking and lapping all around his ass-hole.
His body was vibrating with passion and pleasure now as he crushed his balls over her nose.
Opening her mouth, she let her tongue lick along his testicles. Then, opening wider she accepted both balls in her warm mouth.
Next, he wanted to slip his cock into her and he told her so.
"You'd better let me get my cock into your mouth quick, honey," he told her. "I'm almost there. That tremendous ass suck and the way you lick on my balls really got me hot."
She didn't want to miss his sperm load. Opening her mouth, she let him slip his cock in inch by inch. She liked to see the saliva-slickened penis pushing in and out. She enjoyed the sight of his swelling hairy balls, and she liked his pubic hair, curly and wiry.
He let the end of his shaft roll to the back of her throat, and ever so gently he eased it down her throat. Now he was thrusting back and forth in an even, regular motion.
His cock rode into her in sudden, hard movements.
The passionate pleasure that he felt now was increasing. Many more thrusts like this, and he knew that he would be shooting.
She felt his ass, and he loved the feeling of her hands grasping and kneading his buttocks. Then Ellen surprised him by slipping a finger up his ass-hole. She gently pumped the finger back and forth, and this prompted him to fuck fast.
"Oh, I'm cuming," he gasped as he gripped her head and guided himself into her.
The hot sperm load shot into her mouth, and she gulped.
She sucked the creamy load into her mouth, gulping it greedily.
Ellen greedily sucked the sperm out of her young fifteen-year-old boy's pecker. Worst of all, a relative. But passion knew no bounds.
Sliding her finger out of his ass-hole, she let him pull his penis out. But she clasped his body to her tightly, and held him close to her.
"You really enjoy that, don't you?" he asked her.
"Yes," she said, "yes, I do. You'll never know how much."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
It was obvious to Ellen that Ronnie was enjoying himself immensely.
They lay down together, and then she got to talking curiously.
"Tell me who you're going to be meeting," she demanded.
"Does it make any difference?" he asked her.
"To me it doesn't," she said. "I don't want you to get into bad company."
"It's Tamra," he said. "Do you know a girl named Tamra?"
"Yes I do," she said. "Tamra comes from the finest family on the beach."
"Well, she's the girl that I'm crazy about," he told her.
Reaching down, she began stroking on his cock once more.
His hands began playing with her bottom as he contemplated the thought of sticking it up her tight ass-hole.
Now his hands were all over her ass as he decided how much fun it would be to fuck her.
She went to the bathroom and brought back a tube of surgical jelly.
Taking some of the surgical jelly he squeezed some of it into his hand. He marveled at how slick it was. In a moment or two, his entire penis was well oiled and ready.
Grasping her ass-cheeks, he slowly eased his well oiled cock into her ass-hole.
The cock stabbed into her ass-hole. He enjoyed it as she twisted around.
He drove forward with a hard, driving jab.
The cock stabbed in there savagely. He rode in there in vigorous, hard movements. She was enjoying it now more every moment. Bending over, he began playing with her bosoms. He grasped her bosoms with his full hands and squeezed them. She twisted around as she felt the pleasure surfacing in her breasts.
Hank let his pecker stab in there in sudden, urgent drives.
One hand moved from her bosoms down to her vagina. He slipped a couple of fingers up there while he stabbed his cock into her savagely.
She realized that the previous lessons he had had with Cynthia and with her when it came to ass fucking had given him some good information on how to make a woman happy.
She twisted her ass around and he went on stabbing it in there.
He was perspiring and so was she. As their sweaty bodies slapped together, more pleasure was added to their wild, uninhibited fucking.
She kept her tail twisting and her ass muscles clutching at his stabbing cock. She loved the feel of his sweaty balls bouncing on her behind.
He stabbed in there with hard urgency. Suddenly the huge penis exploded. She ground her hips around as s he felt him shooting into her.
The pleasure was almost overpowering now, as she felt herself juicing as his fingers worked on her love button. The hot spray trickled down her inner thigh as he shot his gun off high up in her rectum.
She ground her hips around and squeezed tightly, milking his cock as he finished fucking her ass.
Slipping his fingers out of her vagina, he then eased his penis out of her ass-hole.
He flipped over and lay there on the bed, perfectly relaxed and completely satisfied.
As he lay there, he began reminiscing.
"You've really taught me a lot about screwing, Aunt Ellen."
"Is that good or bad?" she asked him bluntly.
"Well, it's good of course," he told her. "I'm really glad that you had the nerve to teach me. There's nothing wrong for two people enjoying themselves."
"I'm just glad you feel that way, darling," she said.
He took her hand in his and squeezed it. She looked up at him, and a blaze of happiness swept across her face. He spotted it instantly, and asked her confidentially:
"Am I a good fucker?"
"Oh yes, Ronnie," she nodded. "You really are. I've been loved by every man in town. But none of them could hold a candle to the way you fucked me."
"What makes me so good?" he smiled.
"Well, baby," she said, "for one thing you're fresh. You're not jaded or stale like a lot of them are. You put a lot of enthusiasm into it, and you're uninhibited, you want to try everything."
Young Ronnie's lips pressed down hard on her lips. It was not an extreme kiss, as a matter-of-fact it was rather a crude, immature kiss. He pressed so hard it made her teeth hurt. Nevertheless it was a sincere kiss and this was what gave it meaning and beauty. She pressed back. Her arms went around his neck and then her lips opened.
His tongue slipped inside her mouth. And she let her tongue flip gently under his tongue as she taught him how to French kiss.
His chest crushed on her breast and he loved the sensation of her soft flowing breasts pressing against him. And then his arms wrapped around her and he held her tight to his body.
She appreciated the love that he had displayed and spoken to her about. It made her feel good to hear him speak kindly to her. At least he wasn't holding it against her for her passionate desires to engage in sexual intercourse with him in a variety of ways.
For a long moment she thought about Ronnie planning on seeing Tamra. The last thing she wanted to do was tear him away from her. Yet she didn't like the idea of them doing things on the beach at night. It would be dark and dangerous. She knew he had no money to go to a motel, and she was perplexed as to where he would find a place where he could have sex with Tamra.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked her.
"I was thinking about you," she said. "Thinking about you and Tamra. Where are you going to make it with her?"
"We'll find a place," he told her.
"Like where?" she asked seriously.
"Well, I fucked her in the cove this afternoon," he said.
"I know where that is," she said. "It's a dangerous place to do it. Anyone can see you during the day and at night it would be terribly dangerous. Somebody could come in there and kill you both."
"I'm not afraid," he said.
"Well, sometimes it's good to be afraid," she said.
"I don't know where the hell I'll fuck her," he said.
"You could come here," she said. "You could come right here. I'll make it a point to be gone."
"Would you let me, Aunt Ellen?" he asked her eagerly.
"Why not?" she said, looking dreamily off.
"That's mighty big of you," he said. "You could be jealous and not want to help me."
"I could be," she said, "but I really love you, and I want you to be happy. If making Tamra is going to make you happy, I want to help you to be happy."
"You sure got the right attitude," he told her. "I can tell you that."
It was obvious to him that she wished him well.
"Thanks an awful lot," he said. "You don't know how much this means to me."
Bending over, he began sucking on her breast. She loved the feeling of his lips fastened to her nipple.
While he would suck on one breast, he would massage the other. She loved the beautiful sensations his tongue was generating in her.
"Oh, Ronnie honey," she said, "I'll never do anything to stand in your way of happiness. Never. You and Tamra can have a wonderful time here. But you must not let her know that I know. You can simply say that I've gone for the evening. For if it got back to her father that I approve of such a match, he would really read me the riot act. He could be such a bastard."
He move from one breast to the other and then his hands slid all over her body. She loved the silken feeling of his hands sliding over her.
"Oh honey," she told him, "I love you so much."
It was obvious to him that she did indeed love him.
"Don't think I don't think a lot of you," he assured her.
She cradled his head in her hands and they fell asleep in this position.
The next morning, as the dawn streaked the gray horizon the light fell on his face and he looked like such a young child that for a moment she felt guilty over the fact that she had had anything to do with him at all.
She looked at his sensuous young lips and thought about how they had pressed hard against her. Then, she looked at his eyes which were closed now. And she couldn't help wanting to kiss them. Bending over she gently kissed his eyes.
He woke drowsily and looked at her.
"What time is it?" he asked her.
"I don't know baby," she said. "I was just looking at you as the sun came up this morning, and you looked so handsome to me.
He asked her to brush her bosoms over his face and she gladly accommodated him. As she let her breasts sway over his face, he licked at them with his tongue.
"Sweetheart," she smiled, "I love the way you nibble on my breasts. There is something so exciting and thrilling about the way you use your teeth. You have a way of making love like no man I've ever had sex with. It's more gentle, more sensitive."
He was proud to hear her talk this way and he went on licking her breasts, enjoying nibbling. However he made it a point never to bear down too hard with his teeth. She appreciated this fact, for it added to the delight.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Saturday night was the big night that Ronnie looked forward to.
Ellen did her best to conceal her jealousy and disgust over the whole matter.
"Well, I'll be running along now," she said. "I have a date with Clark Winston, and he was telling me he is nuts about me. Now you have a good time."
"Don't worry, Aunt Ellen." Ronnie smiled. "I will."
A few moments later he locked up the house and ran down the beach to where he had promised to meet Tamra. Tamra was ready ar J waiting.
"Hi Tamra," he called out to her.
"Well, hi Ronnie," she called back to him.
When Ronnie explained to her that Ellen had given them the house, Tamra was delighted.
"We should have a good time," she said. "I can't wait to be in that great big house alone with you."
As they neared the house, he admitted: "I just shiver and shake all over inside when I think of having you bare ass naked in that house alone with me."
"I feel the same way," she assured him.
When they got into the house, the first thing he wanted to do was take off all of his clothes and have her take off all of her clothes.
"All right," she said. "I guess I might as well. I hope this doesn't come as a shock to you, but there's nothing I enjoy more than playing around with a man's prick."
"Well, I hope this doesn't come as a shock to you," he laughed, "but there is nothing I enjoy doing more than letting my tongue stick up a woman's pussy."
"Marvelous," Tamra sighed as she began undressing.
"Well let's go up to my bedroom," he told her. "That's a better place to do it."
When they both were naked, she walked over to him.
He went over to the bed and pulling back the bedspread, spread his legs out and let her go down on him and play with his love gun.
She let her mouth slip up and down the huge penis shaft. And she played with the balls at the same time. He threw his legs over her shoulders and let himself push forward.
He was becoming more and more excited every moment and so was she. Tamra's head bobbed up and down as she sucked on him. She was making loud slurping noises that excited him all the more.
He enjoyed seeing her sucking like this, but realized he had to get some other action going.
Tamra threw her legs around him. Then, she began going up and down with vigorous movements. He loved the feel of her glove-tight cunt over his cock at this angle. At the same time, he had easy access to her bottom, so he could massage it and play with it.
Skillfully he fucked forward. Looking in the mirror, he loved the sight of her legs spread around him like this.
Tamra was enjoying the action. It was a different way of making it than she had ever fucked before, and she felt like a grown-up lady or a tramp.
Now they were becoming more and more enmeshed in their fuck.
It was a time of sexual fulfillment. He caressed her bosoms and he stabbed her cunt with his cock with vigorous jabs.
She let her ass twist around and he knew he had to fuck it before he was finished with Tamra.
Suddenly his pecker juiced in her. She twisted her hips around, enjoying him.
The hot juice flooded her pussy. She was happy that they could make it so effectively.
Indeed they were enjoying themselves as they never had before. Both of them were giving way to wild sex. He went on patting her ass-cheeks as he finished shooting his wad.
When Tamra pulled off his pecker, he patted her gently. "That's beautiful," he told her. "That was a wild fuck."
"Daddy would kill you if he knew what you're doing to me," she laughed. "He wants to do everything himself but I'm supposed to wear a chastity belt at all times."
They laughed about it as they chatted together.
"I could tell you something you'd never believe," Ronnie chuckled.
"Try me for size," she said.
"No, I don't think I should," he said as he gave it a second thought.
"Go ahead and tell me, she begged.
"Well," he said, "as long you don't tell anybody."
"Then why would I tell anybody?" she said. "Tell me."
"Well," he said, "I've been doing a lot of fucking with my Aunt Ellen."
When she didn't say anything, he said: "Didn't that surprise you?"
"Well, not too much," she said. "From what I've heard, she will fuck anybody."
"Has she had sex with your father yet?" he asked her.
"I don't know," she said. "But I wouldn't be surprised. Dad takes it any way he can, everywhere he can."
As she looked at his cock, she got the urge to suck him again, and she began massaging his balls and fondling his penis. Soon her mouth was back on the head of his cock.
"Tamra," he said as he stroked her bosoms and let his hands wander down to her buttocks, "has anybody ever fucked your sweet little ass-hole?"
"No," she said. "Come to think of it, nobody ever has."
"Well, somebody should break you in there," he told her. "It's a great place to get a fuck."
"I don't know whether I would like that or not," she said.
"Sure you would," he told her. "I know you would."
The whole idea appealed to her so much she could hardly control herself.
"What position do you want me in?" she asked him.
"On all fours, like a fucking animal," he told her.
Tamra got on all fours and then he got behind her. He took some time out to go to Aunt Ellen's bedroom to get the surgical jelly that he could use on his cock for a smooth entrance.
Getting the jelly, he applied it to his pecker and then to her ass-hole.
Grasping her ass-cheeks firmly, he slowly eased his slickened penis up her ass-hole.
Now his cock was in her, and he was giving her a wild workout. She loved the feel of his slippery penis sliding in and out of her ass-hole.
He didn't get a chance to fuck very long, for he was almost there in a matter of seconds.
Bending over, she gave him better access to her ass-hole. At the same time, he bent over and grabbed her bosoms and began massaging them. She loved the feel of his hands caressing her bosoms. At the same time she twisted her ass around for him.
His hands continued grasping her breasts and she had never felt anything quite so thrilling as his fingers playing with the nipples.
Soon his cock exploded in her rectum. She ground her hips around but she wanted more action.
"Pull your pecker out of my ass-hole," she said, "and eat my pussy."
He did as Tamra told him. She threw her legs over his shoulders, and he buried his mouth in her muff. His hot tongue stabbed into her and he licked vigorously. She pushed back and forth as he licked her love button furiously. Then she juiced in his face.
The hot spray was delicious to his taste as his tongue swept inside of her finishing her off. Then the two of them collapsed on a heap on the bed.
As they lay there relaxed, they were oblivious to the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. Suddenly the bedroom door burst open and there they were, caught red handed.
"Get off that fucking bed," Tamra's brother demanded.
"What are you doing here, Bentley?" she demanded.
"Trying to protect my little sister," he said. "I don't want you turning into a slut. Who is this guy?"
"That's Ellen's nephew," she said. "Ronnie."
"Lay off her, Ronnie," Bentley said angrily. "You understand?"
Ronnie was so stunned, he didn't say a word. Tamra obediently got to her feet, slid into her panties, put on her bra and her clothes.
"I'm sorry, Ronnie," she said softly.
"Don't tell him anything," Bentley said. "He's as rotten as his aunt is."
As they walked down the hall, he could hear Bentley tell about fucking Ellen.
Was there anyone she hadn't fucked? he wondered.
When Ellen came home later that night, she thought perhaps she could slip into bed with Ronnie and get some action. However, she got a big surprise.
"Get the hell out of here," Ronnie said.
"Why are you talking that way to me?" she demanded.
"Because you've got a rank reputation around here," he said. "I couldn't even fuck Tamra without her brother coming over here. He figured I was no good because I was related to you."
"How disgusting," she said, "and I've tried to live a moral life. That's the thanks one gets for being a good person."
