Psychologists invariably agree that man has certain needs which are an inherent part of his nature. The most commonly mentioned are the physical needs-the needs for food and shelter. The need for sex-the "reproductive drive" as it is often referred to-is also considered basic to man.
We see this last need demonstrated time and time again. Witness the failure of the early Communist drive to abolish the family structure. Or the contemporary depletion of the priesthood and the institutions of monasteries and convents.
Marie Taylor is a woman whose normal drive for sex has been frustrated by the death of her husband, and her subsequent reluctance to "get involved" with men again for fear of becoming "attached" and then losing her man once more. And when Marie and her fourteen-year-old son Ronnie take a winter vacation with Marie's divorced sister and her two teenage sons, the frustrated woman's problem comes to a head. What begins as an innocent vacation, turns into a night of incestuous lust, and soon both sisters and all three young boys are doing things they would not have believed possible previously.
Horny Aunt Marie-the story of a woman who comes to terms with her own nature and needs. A novel of significance to our ever-changing society.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Marie Taylor rubbed the crystal coating of frost from a pane of the cabin window and looked out across the wide expanse of cleared woods that surrounded it on all four sides. Off in the distance, just before the huge pines rose up from a sea of snow, she could see her fourteen-year-old son Ronnie snowball-fighting with her sister's two boys. Except for the muffled shouts of the rough-housing boys the world outside was silent. She leaned up against the window frame and raised a cup of hot coffee to her lips, luxuriating in the warmth that surrounded her. A warm fire crackled in the hearth behind her, warming her shapely legs, full asscheeks, and her sweater-clad back.
It had been thoughtful of Marie's sister to invite Ronnie and her to spend a few days at her cabin in northern Michigan, but her thoughtfulness was not at all surprising. Thoughtfulness was as much a part of Rhoda's personality as her warmth and easiness with people. Marie considered herself lucky to have a sister like Rhoda, and she knew that her sister shared her feelings of affection. No two sisters had ever been closer, Marie knew. She knew too that their closeness was at least in part the result of their shared suffering. Life had not treated them well, at least not in matters of the heart.
Both sisters had lost their husbands tragically, although in different ways. Marie's husband Mike had been killed in a hunting accident in Canada five years earlier. Rhoda's husband Dave had somehow gotten himself involved with another woman, leading to a stormy and ugly divorce, from which Rhoda had never fully recovered emotionally.
Actually, Marie knew, neither she nor her lovely sister had ever fully recovered from the emotional trauma that had come with such tragic losses in their lives.
Marie had been unable to relate to men since her husband's death. Every time she had allowed herself to get close to a man she was filled with a terrible dread of becoming attached again. She was held back from sexual relationships by the dread of losing her man again. She knew how silly her fears were, but they held her back, nonetheless. Everything in life suddenly seemed so impermanent to her.
She could marry again of course. Men were attracted to her like moths to a flame. Even while she had been married to Mike several men had tried to lure her away for extramarital affairs, but she had resisted their advances, preferring instead the sense of inner satisfaction she felt in knowing that she belonged to one man and one man alone. In a sense, Marie was still married to Mike, married at least to his memory. She could have all the men she wanted as lovers too, she knew, but even that would not satisfy her. She longed for the sense of permanence that her loss of her husband had taken from her life. Lovers were not permanent.
Marie had managed to endure her suffering for five long and nearly sexless years. She had taken three lovers in that time, but they hadn't really satisfied her longings and she had eventually rejected them. It had been two years since her last love affair, and the need for hot fucking was driving her wild with horniness. She knew that her sister was having a similar struggle with her own inner drives, although Rhoda had tried to hide it.
Rhoda would have nothing to do with men anymore, not because she couldn't relate to men but because she refused to do so. Her husband Dave had treated her cruelly, having run around with other women for months before she had discovered his infidelity. It wasn't that she was particularly outraged by his desire for other women. Rhoda was a very open-minded woman. What outraged her was Dave's constant lying and deceit. She had been made to suffer by one man and she was not about to repeat the experience. For the two years since her divorce she had repulsed all of the many men who had tried to get into her pants.
Marie wondered what release, if any, Rhoda had found from the womanly lusts that she knew had to be burning her up inside. Two years without a man had to be driving her wild with hominess. Marie had resorted to pussy-diddling to relieve her sexual tension, although the relief was short lived. She wondered too if her sister was hiding the same dark desires that she was hiding. She hated even to think about it, hated to admit even to herself that she was filled with lust for young boys, lust even for her son.
Marie didn't know exactly when her desires had turned toward young boys, although she was well aware that they had turned in that direction. She wasn't sure what exactly had made her lust after boys, although she had some vague idea of her inner motivations. She knew, for instance, that she had a better chance of feeling comfortable with such a taboo relationship. She knew that she would feel safer in the arms of a teenage lover than in the arms of a mature male. She wanted desperately to hold a boy to her, wanted desperately to teach a young boy about sex and hold him to her with the mystery and seductive power of her femininity. She wanted to hold him to her with a seductive power that would overcome the feeling of impermanence that had made her life miserable for years.
Lately, Marie had been having a great deal of trouble controlling her desires. She knew that her desires had to be controlled. A thirty-six-year-old woman simply didn't seduce boys of fourteen or fifteen in the fair city of Miller, Indiana. Marie was one of the city's leading citizens. Mike had built up an excellent reputation as a realtor and Marie had taken over after his death. She had even been able to expand her business since Mike's death, having devoted much of her considerable energy to her business. It wouldn't do to be exposed as a seducer of innocent teenagers.
She shuddered when she thought of the terrible consequences of such a discovery. The people of Miller were incredibly strait-laced. There was a church on every corner and they were overflowing on Sundays. Sex wasn't even mentioned among the respected adults of Miller, although it certainly was practiced when the lights went out. If anyone ever found out about her desire for young sex partners she would never be able to show her face in town again, which, she was beginning to realize, would be no great tragedy, although it would be terribly inconvenient.
Perhaps it was the restrictions of society, the taboo against sexual relationships between mature women and young boys, that had made Marie's desires turn toward her own fourteen-year-old son. More and more she saw her young son as an object of desire. She had tried to fight the urges that seethed within her, but with no success. Her long-denied desires were simply too powerful to resist. She lusted after her handsome boy with a passion that could only increase with the steady increase in her sexual frustration. She knew how depraved her lust for her son was, knew how taboo incest was, knew how dangerous her desires were, both for her and for her son. Somehow the danger inherent in such a relationship made it seem even more desirable to her.
As she looked out at her son through the lightly falling snow she was filled with desire for him. She watched him jumping and running with athletic grace. He was so much like his father, both in appearance and personality. He had the same anything-goes attitude toward life that his father had had, and Ronnie was only fourteen. She knew that he would be more than successful with girls some day. She knew that his devilishly handsome grin was already attracting girls. That grin had made her warm inside again and again, had made her pussy tingle and her heart flutter.
Her pussy began to tingle even now as she looked out across the snow. She closed her eyes and imagined that her son was standing beside her, imagined that she was looking into his glittering brown eyes. She imagined that she was wearing a soft blue negligee of the finest silk, imagined that she was steaming with desire. She imagined herself reaching behind her and untying her flimsy garment, imagined herself letting it fall from her delicate shoulders, imagined herself standing naked and lusty before her fourteen-year-old son.
Marie imagined seeing the look of amazement and young lust in her son's eyes when he beheld her nakedness. She imagined smiling wantonly and lifting her naked breasts in her hands, offering them to her boy. She imagined feeling her nipples tingling and stiffening with excitement as she held out her breasts to the boy she loved and desired. She imagined his eyes roving over her body, drinking in her womanly perfection. She imagined watching his gaze fall down between her naked legs, imagined watching him staring at his mother's dark-haired cunt with young lust lighting up his face.
The horny woman imagined whispering to her son, telling him to touch her naked tits. She sighed when she imagined feeling his eager hands falling softly on the tingling skin of her yielding globes. She imagined feeling the strength of his young caress as he explored her breasts for the first time. She imagined moving closer to him, imagined offering her nipples for tasting. She imagined seeing some slight hesitation in his young eyes, as if he could not believe what she was suggesting. She imagined the thoroughly exciting tuggings and tinglings that surged through her when the boy bent toward her and pressed his trembling lips against the goose pimpled flesh of her tit-peaks.
Marie imagined the thrill of letting her son suck her tits, imagined the feeling of his trembling hands on her naked skin as his fingers ran up and down her silken sides. She imagined falling to her knees before him, imagined her heart sinking as she stared at the bulge of his young cock and balls. She imagined pressing her lips against her son's penis through his pants, imagined feeling the hotness of his cock against her pretty lips and cheeks as she snuggled up against her son's bulging crotch. She imagined looking up at the handsome young boy with a wicked smile and seeing a growing grin of dirty delight on his face.
Marie imagined unzipping her son's pants and reaching inside to feel his cock and nuts, imagined the shiver that ran through her body and his at the same time when she touched his sensitive prick. She imagined hauling his hardening rod out of his tight pants and grabbing it, pointing it down toward her and staring at the organ. She imagined peeling back the boy's foreskin and pressing her wet tips against the shiny head of her boy's tool. She imagined tasting his salty pre-cum on her tongue, imagined running her eager tongue around the shiny head of his cock, ticking up the rivulets of fluid that ran from his knob.
The horny mother imagined going down on the boy's towering post until the head of it banged against the back of her throat. She imagined sucking and ticking the shaft of her son's jerking dick until she heard him gasp in pleasure-pain. She imagined hearing the boy begging her to stop sucking him so hard. She imagined pulling off reluctantly and smiling at her fourteen-year-old, lust blazing in her cunt.
The hot-assed mother imagined falling to the floor and lying on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. She stared into the flames and imagined spreading her long lithe legs while her boy stared between them in awe and rapt attention. She imagined feeling her twat seething inside with uncontrollable pleasure when she reached between her spread legs and opened the luscious lips of her sex. She imagined feeling shocks of electricity flash in her clit as she exposed her private place to her son's awed gaze. She imagined watching his angry young rod jerking up against his stomach as he stared at his mother's naked treasure.
She imagined telling her son to strip, imagined watching the kid fumbling with his belt buckle and the buttons of his shirt. She imagined giggling girlishly as he nearly tripped over his feet in an effort to remove his shoes and socks. The horny woman seethed between the legs when she imagined beckoning the boy toward her, beckoning her son to fuck her right in the cunt. She imagined whispering all sorts of dirty suggestions to her son as he fell to his knees between her spread legs.
Marie imagined arching her back a bit and raising her ass off the soft bearskin rug, thrusting out her pelvis and presenting her sweet wet cunt to her son. She imagined asking him to kiss her there, imagined asking him to lick her hot wet snatch. She trembled inside when she imagined the dumb gin on her boy's face when he ducked between his mother's legs and began eating her out. She imagined writhing on the rug before the crackling fire as her son licked and sucked at her clit and the rubbery lips of her steaming sex.
She imagined whispering to her son with glistening wet lips, tasting the nasty words on the tip of her tongue. She imagined telling him exactly where to kiss and lick her cunt, exactly what to do with his tongue to drive his mother mad with ecstasy. She imagined feeling her pussy running with the fluids of her womanly passion, wetting her son's chin and cheeks, intoxicating him with heady dew.
Marie imagined asking her son if he liked eating her twat. She imagined smiling wantonly when Ronnie answered affirmatively, imagined the thrill that went through her when she realized that her son really was ready to screw the piss out of her cunt. She imagined asking him if he wanted to stick his cock into her, imagined the dirty grin that came over his young face when he nodded. She imagined watching the boy crawl on his knees toward her, imagined watching him press his arching cock down until it stuck down between her gaping legs. She imagined spreading her legs even farther apart, opening her cunt lewdly for the boy's entry.
She imagined feeling the heat of her son's rampant erection against the wet lips of her twat, knowing that his bulging root was about to be thrust deep inside her seething cunt. She imagined sucking in her breath and preparing for the thrust she had longed for, preparing to be screwed hot and hard by her stiff-dicked young son.
"Ronnie, darling . . . Ronnie . . . Ronnie . . ." she heard herself breathing softly.
"Marie . . . Marie ... are you all right, darling?" she heard someone whisper.
Marie shook out of her lusty daydream and turned around as if she had heard a shot instead of a gentle whisper.
"Oh God! Rhoda! You . . . you frightened me ..." Marie said, her face flushing with shame and embarrassment.
Marie knew that her sister had no idea what wild things she had been imagining, but she felt exposed nonetheless.
"I thought I heard you calling someone, Marie," Rhoda smiled. "It must have been the fire hissing. Those pine logs always do that," the fair-skinned beauty smiled, moving effortlessly toward the fireplace and poking around in the brightly burning coals. "On the other hand," she added, "I may be going quite mad. Being out in the forest without a man is enough to make a girl go whacky!"
"Oh . .. that. . . that's right, Rhoda . . ." Marie muttered, following her sister to the fireplace, kneeling with her before the crackling fire.
The sisters exchanged knowing smiles. It was the first time Rhoda had made any remark about men since her divorce, at least it was the first time she had mentioned her need for a man. Both sisters understood each other immediately and they shared their suffering in a glance.
"Is it getting to you too? I mean . . . well ... it has been a long time!" Marie said with a nervous smile.
"I'm as horny as a mink in heat, darling!" Rhoda admitted, standing and facing the window.
Marie followed her sister and put her hand lovingly on her shoulder.
"It hasn't been easy for you, has it, Rhoda?" Marie smiled.
"It's been terrible! I just can't seem to . . . I . . ." Rhoda struggled, trying in vain to put her sexual suffering into words.
"I understand, Rhoda darling. It just isn't the same any more. Sex just doesn't. . . doesn't ring the bells it used to ring .. . since . . . since Dave ... well... I understand. It's been die same with me. I don't feel comfortable with men any more... after Mike's death. It's just not the same," Marie said, a tear in her voice.
"Well make it, Marie," Rhoda said softly, turning and hugging her sister tightly in a loving embrace. "We have to make it!"
The two sisters held each other for a while, fondling each other gently, comforting each other as much as they could. It was moments of affection like these that made life bearable for Marie. The only time she felt warmth for anyone other than her son was when she held her sister in her arms.
"It's getting colder all the time, Rhoda," Marie said after they had made each other feel a little better with their loving caresses.
"I think you're right, Marie!" Marie's fair-haired sister said with a shiver, rubbing her hands together. "You can feel it right through the glass now."
"The snow seems to be falling faster too, Rhoda," Marie added. "The boys must be freezing out there. I think someone should go out and get them. We don't need three colds on our hands!" she laughed. "I'll get my coat!" she said cheerfully.
"No, no, Marie. Ill do it. It's my fault that we're up here in the middle of nowhere in the first place," Rhoda said with a wave of her hand.
"Don't be silly, dear. You put another log on the fire and let me find the boys. I love the snow!" Marie insisted, running to the closet and throwing on her heavy fur coat.
"If you insist, Marie," Rhoda smiled. "To tell you the truth, I don't much care for all this cold. This cabin in the Black Forest was Dave's idea. But the boys enjoy it and it is a place to go to get away from the world."
"It's that all right! I've never felt so isolated! We must be twenty miles from the nearest house!" Marie said.
"Thirty-five miles!" Rhoda laughed in a low and playfully ominous voice. "I know it's hard to believe, Sister, but that little town you drove through is the nearest human habitation."
"I feel safe anyway, darling! I don't think there are any lust-crazed wood-choppers up here. Are there?" she asked playfully.
"No. Unfortunately!" Rhoda laughed, turning toward the fireplace.
"I'll get the boys," Marie smiled wryly, turning to leave.
Marie shivered when she felt the snow falling against her warm cheeks. A blast of wind hit her when she closed the door behind her. She hadn't realized how cold and windy it had really gotten until a strong gust slammed the door shut behind her. She braced herself against the cold and stepped as daintily as possible through the growing carpet of snow.
"Ronnie! Ronnie! Jeff! Steve! Boys! Where are you?" she called, hearing her words flying aimlessly in the wind.
She saw the torn up snow where the boys had been rough-housing, but no sign of the boys. She raised her hand over her eyes to keep the blowing snow away and peered through the blowing whiteness. She smiled when she saw a half-buried trail of footprints leading off into the forest. She called once again but heard no reply. She knew that the boys were unlikely to hear her calling in the muffling snow and wind.
She turned up her collar and headed into the forest. She walked and walked against the wind and snow, which luckily, was somewhat slowed by the trees that towered all around her. She had walked quite a distance when she saw what looked like a cabin in the woods, a much smaller and cruder copy of her sister's hideaway. She saw the trail of footprints leading up to the small cabin and was seized with the urge to investigate. She could have called out in her loudest voice now. The boys would probably have heard her. She kept her silence and creeped toward the snow-covered cabin.
When she heard young voices inside she walked over to the one window that had been somewhat crudely built into the place. She could have tapped at the window and scared the boys as a joke, but she couldn't bring herself to make any sound at all. The place was obviously a big secret, a secret hideaway where the boys could go to get away from their mother. She giggled inside when she realized that Rhoda probably didn't even know about her sons' cabin. She had to peek in and see what exactly the boys did when they were all by themselves.
When Marie heard what the boys were saying in the privacy of their cabin she almost died of excitement. She put her hand to her lips and sucked in her breath. She could barely stifle her cry of delight. It was like a dream to her. Her pussy began to twitch and tingle deep inside, began to come alive with taboo passion. The three horny young boys were talking about the subject dear to all boys' hearts. They were talking about sex, and her own son was having his say.
"Sure, man, I've seen a cunt! Hell yes!" she heard Ronnie brag.
Marie's heart almost stopped beating when she heard her son claim to have seen a cunt at his tender age. She knew that more than one girl had made eyes at her son, but she had had no idea that he had gone any farther than a few meaningful glances or at most a session or two of petting.
"You're shittin'! You ain't either! He's shittin' us, Steve!" Jeff, Rhoda's fourteen-year-old son, said to his older brother.
"No shit, Jeff! I've seen a cunt. Honest, man!" Ronnie insisted. "Want me to draw you a picture of something"
"Aw shit, Ronnie!" Jeff said with a shrug. "We've all seen pictures of cunts! That's probably where you saw yours!" he laughed.
"Yeah, Ronnie, where did you see this cunt?" Steve asked with a grin.
Being the oldest boy, at fifteen, Steve enjoyed the privilege of having the final say on some things, sex being one of them. He was the only boy who had actually had his dick in a chick's cunt.
"Where did I see it.. . ?" the boy stumbled. "Well. .."
"Who was this chick, man?" Steve asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, Ronnie! Who was it? We know most of the girls you know! Which one, Ronnie?" Jeff insisted, following his older brother's lead "None of your business, you guys! Ronnie said, looking down at his feet and shuffling nervously.
"Shit, man, you brought it up! Who's the unlucky chick?" Steve asked insistently, putting his hand on Ronnie's shoulder and squeezing through his heavy coat. "What the hell, Ronnie! I think you oughta tell us who she is! Come on now, man! Whose cunt did you see? Did she let you stick it to her? Huh? Was she a good fuck, man? How'd it feel? Was she a virgin? Did she scream when you stuck it in?" Steve grinned.
"All right, you guys! I give up!" Ronnie laughed good-naturedly, realizing that there was no other way out of the corner he had backed into. "I didn't fuck her! All right?"
"Sure it's all right, man!" Steve said. "You can't win 'em all! But who was she? You gonna try again?"
"Uh . . . well ... I guess not. . ." Ronnie stumbled.
"What's the matter with you, man? You a chicken shit or somethin'? What's this shit about not tryin' again? She ugly or somethin'?" Steve grinned.
"Shit no, man! She's not ugly! But... well ... I ... I didn't try to fuck her! I mean . . . well . . . aw shit! She was my mom! All right? I saw my mom's cunt!" the boy confessed, looking down at his feet with a sheepish grin on his face.
Marie's heart sank when she heard that her son had seen her cunt. She barely heard her son's protests above the howl that went up in the cabin. Steve and Jeff were roaring wildly at her son's confession. As far as Marie was concerned, his confession was anything but funny. She listened intently.
"How the hell did you see your mom's cunt? She show it to you or somethin'?" Steve asked with a dirty smile.
"Dumb ass!" Ronnie growled.
"What's Aunt Marie's pussy look like, Ronnie?" Jeff laughed.
"Shut your fuckin' mouth!" Ronnie snarled, reaching out to grab Jeff by the arm.
Steve stepped between the two scrappers and held them apart.
"Okay, okay, you kids! Cut this shit!" Steve ordered, and being bigger and stronger than either boy his commands were usually obeyed. "Dumb-ass kids!" he laughed, enjoying his privileged position.
"Your brother's gonna get his ass busted, man!" Ronnie growled, sitting on the edge of a table the boys had dragged through the woods into the cabin.
"Yeah, man, well, I'm kinda curious about how you saw Aunt Marie's pussy in the first place. Our mom wouldn't let us see hers" Steve said. "Wanna tell us about it, Ronnie?" Steve asked, a glimmer of lust in his eyes.
"Oh shit, I guess I can. There's not much to tell though, you guys," Ronnie said weakly, obviously hoping to be let off the hook.
Marie's cunt was heating up faster and faster. She tried to imagine how her son could have seen her pussy. She wasn't the type to parade around the house in the nude in the presence of her son. Even though the things she was hearing in the cabin shocked her, there was something wildly exciting about hearing her son discussing her cunt with her two handsome young nephews. Could he really have seen her secret place? Or was he merely lying in an effort to protect the girl who had really let him see her pussy?
"Well, come on, Ronnie! Tell us all about it! Don't be so fuckin' embarrassed! I told you guys about fuckin' Millie Wainwright didn't I? Come on and spill it! I wanna hear about Aunt Marie's cunt!" Steve insisted.
"Well . . . okay ... I guess it's all right," Ronnie said, looking down at his feet. "But I want you guys to know that it didn't turn me on or anything like that. . . seein' her doin' that, I mean ..." the boy said, looking his cousins in the eye.
"Doin' what?" Jeff asked curiously.
"Yeah, man! What the fuck was she doin'?" Steve asked, his eyes widening.
"Oh shit . . . you know . . . this," Ronnie said.
"You shittin' us?" Steve asked.
Marie couldn't resist rising from her crouching position beneath the window and peeking in at the boys. She gasped out loud when she saw her son grasping his middle finger with his other hand and making masturbating movements up and down on it.
"You mean your mom was playin' with herself?" Jeff asked amazedly. "Do women do that too?" he asked, turning to his older brother, who was supposed to know everything about sex.
"Huh? Well... I dunno ... I mean ... well ... I guess they do . .." Steve stumbled in reply.
Marie's pussy shivered between her legs when she heard what her son had seen. It wasn't possible! It had to be a nightmare! She wondered if she could ever face her boy again. She had diddled herself a thousand times since her husband's death, having had no other way to satisfy her powerful feminine cravings. But she had always been careful not to let Ronnie wander in on her while she was working her fingers away between her legs. In spite of her feeling of shame and embarrassment she couldn't help feeling a depraved feeling of lust when she considered the fact that her son had seen her in the act of masturbating. She had to hear more, and as she listened intently her pussy began to steam with excitement.
"Mom plays with her pussy all the time. I guess that's because she doesn't have a man around to fuck her any more since Dad died. Shit, Steve, I bet your mom does it too," Ronnie said, feeling proud of himself now that he knew that he had some information about sex that even Steve didn't have.
"Oh yeah . . . maybe ..." Steve said thoughtfully.
"Mom doesn't have a boy friend either, Steve," Jeff added. "So maybe she does play with herself!"
Marie was going wild with taboo excitement as she heard the boys saying such obscene things about her sister and her. Ronnie's remarks about her masturbating activities were true enough, and with all probability his remarks about her sister were accurate. Rhoda must have succumbed to the temptation to make her pussy flash off in the solitude of her lonely bedroom. Just thinking about it made Marie's belly quiver. She imagined watching Rhoda spreading the juicy lips of her rosy cunt and whipping her twat into a foamy froth. She shook herself and flushed with embarrassment and shame. She didn't dare think or imagine such things about her own sister!
"Yeah . . . well . . . come on, man, tell us how you caught her at it!" Steve pressed.
"I . . . well ... I was goin' up to the bathroom for a shower one night. . . and . . . uh . . . the door was shut . . . so . . . well ... I dunno, you guys ..." Ronnie struggled, afraid to go on with his dirty story for fear of ridicule.
"Don't stop now, man! Go ahead! We're all guys! You don't have to keep any dumb-assed secrets!" Steve encouraged. "What the fuck happened?"
"Well ... I ... I kinda wanted to see what she was doin'. . ." the boy muttered. "So I kinda got on my knees and ... oh shit, you guys ... I peeked in the fuckin' keyhole!"
"Yeah, so what? That's nothin' to be embarrassed about, Ronnie! Shit, man, I've wanted to peek in and see what my mom was doin' in the toilet too! Nothin' to be ashamed of! I bet all guys think about that sometimes! How 'bout you, Jeff?" Steve asked, shaking his brother's shoulder.
"I guess . . ." Jeff admitted with a boyish grin. "I've tried to peek at her sometimes . . . but she always closes and locks the door . . . and there's no keyhole!" he laughed.
"Well . . . anyway ... I ... I saw her sittin' in the tub with lots of bubbles all around her. She was just layin' there with her eyes closed. I couldn't see her tits or anything 'cause she was all covered up with bubbles. I kept tryin' to catch a glimpse of her but it didn't do any good. I was gettin' ready to leave when she sort of reached her hand down into the bubbles and started rubbin' herself. I wondered what she was doin' at first. It looked like she was just washin' herself, between the legs I mean. But then she started to move kinda funny, like it was feelin' kinda good, you know. When I saw her throw her leg over the edge of the tub and let her foot dangle over the bath mat I knew she wasn't just washin' herself!" the boy explained, knowing that his cousins were hanging on his every word.
"How'd you see her cunt if she was still covered with those bubbles, Ronnie?" Jeff asked.
"Well, she did whatever she was doin' between her legs for a while and then she stood up. Jesus Christ! I couldn't believe it! She stood up and turned on the goddam shower. All the bubbles washed off right away and she was fuckin' naked. She put her hand down between her legs again and started rubbing her goddam twat with the palm of her hand, right between the legs, you know? I though she was gonna close the shower doors. But she didn't! She just kept rubbin' herself like that!"
Ronnie said, getting more and more excited by the minute.
Marie was getting more and more excited by the minute too as she listened to her son's story. She remembered the occasion now. Her pussy burned with the same sex-fire that had melted her cunt that morning in the bathtub. She couldn't resist reaching up under her coat and skirt to tickle the crotch of her dampening panties as she listened. Her cunt seethed with excitement, excitement fed by the sense of danger in what she was doing.
"Mom was facin' me all the time . . . facin' the door, you know? . . . and I could see every fuckin' thing she did to herself! Pretty soon she had both hands between her legs. She was squeezin' her legs together . . . like she was holdin' her hands against her twat... I guess she was pretendin' that some guy had his hands on her!" Ronnie said, his voice rasping in his growing excitement.
Marie shuddered. If only the boy knew that she had been pretending that his hands were between her legs at the time!
"Anyway, you guys, I could see her cunt real good, real damn good! She kinda grabbed hold of the lips of it and pulled out on 'em . . . with the tips of her fingers. Jesus Christ! I never saw anything like it! She started movin' her lips around and kinda makin' her cunt all juicy! There was water runnin' off her tits all the time too, kinda runnin' down between her boobs and into the hair on her cunt! It was wild! And she started makin' funny sounds . .. kinda like cryin'.. . but not exactly!" Ronnie said.
"Yeah, man, I know! Millie does that too! Really turns me on!" Steve put in.
"Anyhow . . . Mom keeps rubbin' her cunt and pulling on the lips and really gettin' herself turned on. Then she surprises the shit out of me! She sits on the side of the fuckin' bathtub! Yeah! Right on the edge of it! Shit, man, I watched her spread her fuckin' legs like she was showin' herself off to me! It was wild! I could see right up her cunt! And then she started spreadin' the damn thing open! I could see how wet it was! It looked awful hot. . . you know . . . sorta like a guy's cock gets when he jacks off! Then she starts pinchin' herself up there between the lips of that thing! That really made her wild! She started movin' her goddam legs and everything! Shit! It was crazy, you guys! Then all of a sudden she cries out loud and goes all limp! It watched her press her hands against her cunt. I guess she came! And I watched her do it! My own mother!" Ronnie said, amazed at himself.
"Wow!" Jeff said, his eyes wide.
"Did you get a hard-on?" Steve asked.
"For my own mom?" the boy gasped.
"Shit yeah, man! What's wrong with that? She's a woman ain't she? A guy watches a woman do somethin' like that and he's gotta get turned on! I would!" Steve encouraged.
"Well. . . okay ... so I guess you're right... I got a hard-on. Man, did I get a hard-on!" Ronnie said.
"Looks like you got one right now, Ronnie!" Jeff said, looking between his cousin's legs at the stiff bulge of his cock.
Marie stared between her son's legs too. She had never seen her fourteen-year-old son with a hard-on before, although she had imagined how he would look in an excited state numerous times in the heat of her masturbation. In fact, it had been a long time since she had even seen the boy naked. She could hardly stand looking at him, her excitement was so intense.
Her fingers worked faster and faster between her legs, scratching at the thin material of her panties. She heard her cunt and her session of masturbation described so excitingly by her son that she was going wild inside. And now the boy had a hard dick, a hard dick inspired by the memory of his experience. It was almost too much for the horny woman to bear.
"I've got a hard-on too, man!" Steve said, reaching down and rubbing the swelling of his hard dick.
"Me too!" Fourteen-year-old Jeff said, grabbing his cock-shaft through the material of his pants.
"Wanna beat off, you guys?" Steve asked, rubbing himself with gusto.
"Yeah! Let's whack it off!'' Jeff said excitedly.
"Aw shit! Okay! I gotta get rid of this before I get back to the cabin!" Ronnie agreed.
Marie nearly fainted when she saw her two handsome young nephews and her only son unzip their pants and haul out their fine young peckers. She couldn't believe her eyes. All three boys' dicks were as hard as rocks, poking up out of their spread flies. She was amazed at the boys' genital development, amazed that their strong young cocks could be so huge.
Steve's rock-hard dick was already almost as big and thick as her husband's had been. Jeff's organ, although not quite as huge as Steve's was a mouth-watering sight for the older woman. Her son's prick, which actually had caught her eye before the others, was dripping with pre-cum. She couldn't help licking her lips with lust. The head of her son's cock was shiny and hard, slippery with fluid. And she had made him that way by her inadvertent display of her naked cunt weeks before!
"That was quite a story, Ronnie! Goddam! Just thinkin' about that makes my nuts ache! Gotta get my fuckin' rocks off! My mom'd shit her pants if she saw me with a hard-on!" Steve said huskily, taking his towering post in his hand and jerking off leisurely.
"My mom's never seen me with a hard-on. I guess she knows I get hard all the time though. She had to clean up some sheets I shot my rocks into during the night a few times. I have wet dreams all the time. Bet she gets embarrassed!" Ronnie said, reaching between his spread legs and taking his arching erection in his strong young hand.
"Moms are supposed to understand wet dreams and all that shit. Wonder if they get turned on by all that sperm?" Jeff said, rubbing his cock against his lean leg, feeling the friction of his pants against the sensitive head of his hard-swollen dick.
"Any of you guys ever cream your jeans?" Ronnie asked, looking down at his cousins' jerking dicks.
"Couple of times," Steve said, rubbing his thumb over the glistening head of - his stiff pecker.
"Now that's damn embarrassing!" Ronnie said. "That happened to me once and Mom had' the funniest look on her face all day after she washed my pants."
"I shot off in my pants once when Millie was strokin' my pecker. That was some feelin'!" Steve said. "Just wait 'til you have a chick rub your goddam cock for you! Drives you wild!"
"This is pretty wild too, man!" Ronnie growled, squeezing his dripping dick-shaft hard and pumping his distended dick at the same time. ,;Nothin' like jackin' off!" fourteen-year-old Jeff rasped, working his fist up and down over his stiff young prick.
"Fuckin's a lot better, man!" Steve said.
"Must be great, Steve!" Ronnie said, feeling his sperm-filled balls swelling between his legs, ready to squirt their seed at any minute.
"It is great! You just wait 'til you feel a chick's cunt squeezin' your hog! It's real tight and wet and hot in there see! You can feel her cunt workin' on you! It's a hell of a lot better than a goddam fist! Wild! Real wild!" the boy said throatily, his eyes flashing around the room at his cousin and his brother as they all beat off together.
Marie's cunt was flowing with sex-juices as she brought herself closer and closer to a cunt-melting climax. She felt her fingers moving wildly against the seething lips of her cunt. She pressed her knuckles hard against the crease of her steaming cunt and thrilled to the pressure and friction on the turgid little bud of her clit. Her eyes blazed with lust. Her cunt was hotter than the glowing old wood stove that kept the cabin warm inside. Her eyes flashed between the three boys' throbbing erections. She tried to catch every stimulating movement of their hands, tried at the same time to catch the grins and grimaces of lust on their young faces as they all moved closer and closer to mind-boggling ejaculations.
"My balls are gonna blow up, you guys!" Jeff gasped, bending over almost double as his balls tightened between his legs.
"I'm gonna shoot the stuff too, Jeff! Here it comes! Jesus Christ!" Ronnie rasped as his balls shivered with excitement.
"All at the same time, you guys! Let's all squirt it off at once! Shoot it! Shoot that fuckin' sperm! Against the wall!" Steve ordered as his balls exploded with hot cum.
Marie gritted her teeth and felt her body shivering, not with the cold but with the heat of her flashing orgasm. She felt rushes arid surges of warmth and sexual electricity inside her as her pussy melted between her legs. She knew that the three boys were about to shoot their rocks off in the cabin, and in a way she had caused their ejaculations herself. She felt her legs clamping against her hands. She opened her eyes even wider now to catch the sight of the three stiff dicks ejaculating. When the three boys turned toward the window at the same time she almost passed out. So did they.
Steve turned around first, pointing his hard-on at the wall. The other boys turned with him, pointing their hard-on toward the same wall, which happened to be the wall behind which Ronnie's mother was standing. The boys all saw her at once. Their mouths fell open and they all stared with the same horrified look. It was too late for any of them to stop the sperm from blasting from their hard cocks, however. The stuff flew through the air, spurting from their sperm-pipes in never-ending streams. It was a sight that Marie would not soon forget.
Marie was as terrified as the boys were at their discovery of her, or at her discovery of them. When the boys realized what was happening, they turned their backs on the window immediately and struggled with their still-shooting rods, trying desperately to control their wild ejaculations, trying desperately to stop the boiling cum that shot from their fuck-sticks.
"Oh shit, man! Shit! Jesus!" Ronnie gasped. "It's Mom!"
"Christ, you guys! What're we gonna do? She saw us!" Jeff almost cried, stuffing his rock-hard prick back into his tight Levi's.
"Fuck it! Jesus fuckin' Christ! What the fuck're we gonna do?" Steve gasped, his voice thick and low.
When the boys had managed to cram their dribbling dicks back into their clothes they ran to the table and grabbed their coats, throwing them on and struggling to get out of the cabin. The only thing they could think about was escape, although they had no idea where they would run.
Marie knew perfectly well that they had seen her watching them at the window, but it was a few seconds before she realized that she really had nothing to be afraid of. They couldn't have seen her hand beneath her dress as she diddled her cunt and made herself flash off. As far as they knew, she might have peered in at the window at the very second they turned around to shoot their rocks off. She was safe enough. It was the boys who had reason to be afraid, although she had plenty of reason to be embarrassed. Everything would be all right if she kept her cool.
Summoning up all her courage, Marie took her hand away from her damp pussy and let her dress down around her shivering legs. She walked briskly through the snow around the cabin and met the boys at the door. For the first time since she had discovered their little hideaway, she became conscious of the freezing cold and the heavily blowing snow. The boys were huddled against the wind, their eyes downcast. Their eyes remained downcast all the way to the warm cabin where Rhoda was waiting. No one said a word.
Chapter Two
"Where on earth have you people been?" Rhoda asked when Marie threw open the cabin door and trudged in, stamping her snow-covered feet and bringing half the snow in with her. "Where were you boys anyway? I was about to send a search party after you! Marie, darling, you've been outside for almost an hour!"
"Was it that long?" Marie asked. "I... I went for a short walk through the woods," she lied.
"You really shouldn't have done that, darling. These woods are so dense that you could easily get lost in them. And where were the boys?" Rhoda asked, looking at her snow-covered sons reprovingly.
"The boys? Oh . . . they were . . . they were out exploring," Marie said with a peculiar smile, looking into their eyes for the first time since their encounter.
Marie couldn't help letting her glance fall down below her son's waist. Ronnie's cock was still big and hard enough after his interrupted jack-off session to make a fairly big bulge in his pants. Marie wondered if her sister had noticed the boys' state of excitement.
"You know, Marie, I think we might be in for one of those freak storms that make life miserable up here. Three years ago we had four feet in a few hours. It was awful! We were snowed in here for three days. I don't think we'd ever have gotten out if Dave hadn't... if he . . ." Rhoda struggled, obviously pained by memories that she would rather have forgotten. "Do you remember that week, boys?" she managed to say with a smile, turning to her sons.
"I ... I remember it!" Jeff said, the first of the boys who had the courage to speak in Marie's presence. "It was really fun! Snow all over the place, all the way up over the windows. The snow drifted real neat! They had to use a big snow thrower to come and meet us out of here! Dad and us guys shoveled a path from the front door out through the drifts but we wouldn't have ever got out if they hadn't come with that snow blower thing! It was really somethin'!" Jeff went on, telling the story in his usual excited manner.
"It makes me shiver just thinking about it!" Rhoda said, wrapping her arms around herself.
"Maybe we'd better turn on the radio and listen to the weather," Marie suggested.
"Good idea, Marie. They always try to give fair warning to dummies like us who are silly enough to be out here in the middle of nowhere in the first place!" she laughed, flicking on the radio. "Let me get you some brandy, Marie. You still look cold. Want something warm, boys?" she smiled. "Something non-alcoholic that is!" she added when she saw their faces lighting up.
Rhoda returned from the kitchen moments later with some hot chocolate for the boys and a shot of warm brandy for herself and her sister. They sat around the fire listening to the broadcast and exchanging meaningless conversation. Their fears about the big blow were soon proved justified. Heavy snow bulletins were out and travelers were being warned away from the area. A big storm was blowing down from Canada and threatening to dump its load of snow on the upper peninsula of Michigan.
"Marie," Rhoda said when the music came back on. "We have to act fast!"
"Act fast? Why? Aren't we safe here, darling? We have plenty of wood for the fire. Surely someone will come and dig us out if necessary!" Marie smiled.
"No! We have plenty of food and plenty of wood, that's true! But no one knows we're here!" Rhoda said excitedly.
"No one?" Marie asked concernedly.
"No one at all! I didn't tell a soul! In case of an emergency I don't know what we'd do! And besides, Marie, there's no telling how long it would be before the snow melted. We could be here for weeks before we had one fairly warm day. We don't have that much food!" Rhoda said.
"Neat!" Jeff and Ronnie said almost in unison.
"What on earth are we going to do then?" Marie asked, rising and looking out the window into the swirling snow.
"The only thing we can do is drive into town and tell someone where we are in case we need to be dug out," Rhoda said.
"But it's thirty-five miles to that town .. . what was it called?" she said.
"Anvil," Steve said.
"Of course we can't all go," Rhoda said thoughtfully.
"Of course we can! We have to!" Marie said with a shudder.
"Out of the question, darling! We can make it in the Jeep, but it's not big enough for all of us. Your car would never make it through the snow that's already fallen, even with your snow chains. It just looks as if I'm going to take a little drive into town!" Rhoda said with a smile.
"You make it sound like a little drive in the country or something!" Marie said with a half-hearted smile. "You can't drive that far in this kind of snow all by yourself! I'll go with you!" Marie said, rushing to the closet to get her coat.
"Don't be silly! You stay right here! It might be a good idea though if Steve went with me. In case we get stuck in the snow or something. In fact I think I should let Steve drive. He's a much better driver than I am. Is that all right with you, darling?" Rhoda asked, going to get her coat and heavy boots.
"Sure, Mom! Sounds like a real neat trip!" Steve said excitedly.
"C-can I go too, Mom?" Ronnie asked Marie.
"I ... I suppose you may if you wish . . ." Marie said. "Is it all right with you, Rhoda?"
"Of course, Marie. In fact it's a good idea. It might take both boys to push us out of the drifts!"
Rhoda said. "I think you'll be safe enough here with Jeff."
"I'm sure I will . . ." Marie said, a peculiar feeling stirring inside her, a feeling that she found difficult to control, a feeling of slowly growing excitement and passion.
"There's a winch on back of the Jeep in case we get off the path too far. We can wrap the chains around a tree and kinda pull ourselves back onto the road," Steve explained to Ronnie as the boys opened the door and headed into the freezing wind.
"Be careful, boys!" Marie said, a bit too loudly.
"Oh yes! I almost forgot!" Rhoda said, halfway through the door. "The walkie-talkies! We have these for just such emergencies. These are good for twenty-five miles. Just push this button and talk your head off if you fell like it, darling! If we have any real trouble we'll call!" Rhoda said, kissing her sister on the cheek. "Take good care of your aunt, Jeff!" she said, hugging her boy.
Marie ran to the door and stared out into the swirling whiteness, watching her sister and her son disappear. A moment or two later she heard the Jeep start and barely saw it lurch out onto the road. She and Jeff watched until the Jeep disappeared from sight completely, and then shut the door hard against the wind.
"How long does it take to make the trip into town, Jeff?" Marie asked, brushing the snow off her dress.
"When it's snowin' kinda hard it takes three or four hours each way . . . that is if they don't go off the road too many times . . . and if the drifts don't get too deep," Jeff said, sitting with his aunt on the sofa.
"Do you think they'll be all right?" she asked gravely.
"Sure they will! The Jeep's real warm and there's a reserve tank of gas. They'll make it okay!" Jeff said comfortingly.
There was something comforting about the tone of Jeff's young voice, something that made the situation seem a bit safer. Perhaps Rhoda and the boys would be all right after all. Marie felt a bit silly now about worrying so much. She realized soon enough that she had been worrying too much about everything lately. She realized too that it was the masculine influence of the young boy who sat next to her that had made her feel suddenly in control of the situation. The presence of a man, even a young man, had always made her feel safer and more sure of herself. The presence of a young man also made her feel another way.
She trembled inside when she realized that she was getting horny already. She had only been alone with young Jeff for a few minutes, and already her twat was beginning to tickle and tremble between her warm legs. She began to realize what an uncomfortable position she had placed herself in. She noticed that the boy had begun to feel uncomfortable too. Only a few minutes before, after all, she had caught him jacking himself off in the company of her son and his brother. Everyone had forgotten the incident, almost, in the emergency that had developed. Now that they were alone in the house, however, there was no forgetting what Marie had seen in the cabin, and no forgetting what the boys had heard about her pussy-diddling activities.
"Well!" she said, standing up and facing Jeff. "Here we are! It could be a long night, couldn't it?" she said with a sly smile.
"I... I guess, Aunt Marie..." Jeff said nervously.
The boy was beginning to feel awfully ashamed of himself again. He was actually sitting before the woman who had caught him beating himself off. It was the first time a woman had ever seen him do that. She had actually seen him shoot his cum all over the place! He was slightly dizzy as all sorts of conflicting feelings and thoughts ran through his head. He didn't know whether or not she had heard the so try about her that Ronnie had told. He also didn't know what she thought about the nasty things she had seen the boys doing. She hadn't said anything about it, and the guys had sort of pretended that nothing had happened. But now she was standing there over him with that strange smile on her face! He couldn't believe that she was looking at him that way.
As Marie stood before the boy something strange came over her. She was suddenly seized with the urge to tease the boy unmercifully, was suddenly seized with the urge to watch his reaction to her teasing. The thrill of lust shivered through her. It would be dangerous, to be sure, dangerous and taboo. She had no way of knowing what would be the eventual outcome of her little evening of fun and games. How far did she dare go with her sister's youngest son? As she stood there smiling down on the nervous-looking young lad all her darkest desires for sex with young boys boiled up inside her.
"I don't remember hearing about your little cabin in the woods, Jeff," she smiled slyly. "Does Rhoda know about it?"
"C-cabin? Oh . . . uh . . . yeah . . . that. . . well . . ." the boy struggled, swallowing hard after every word.
Marie knew perfectly well that the boy was terribly embarrassed and ashamed of the things she had heard and seen in the cabin. She knew that he would rather forget all about it and never hear her even mention the cabin.
"What's the matter, Jeff? Cat got your tongue?" she smiled wickedly, not taking her glittering eyes off his for a second.
"Uh ... I guess, Aunt Marie . . ." the boy stumbled, looking down between his legs at his feet.
"I suppose you've kept the place a big dark secret all this time. Am I right?" she asked.
"Yeah. Dad knew about it though. He kinda helped us build it," Jeff said weakly.
"It looks very comfortable, darling! What on earth do you boys do in there all by yourselves?" she breathed, still standing before him, her hands on her curvaceous hips.
"What do we do? Uh . .. well... uh ... we kinda. . . play cards and talk and stuff like that..." the boy said, his throat as dry as cotton.
"You certainly weren't playing cards today, Jeff!" she said in mock amazement. "If that was a card game I'd certainly like to learn the rules!"
"Gosh Aunt Marie! Don't! I... I mean . . ." the boy rasped, unable to believe that she was actually talking like that to him.
"Don't what, darling?" she said. "Did I do something bad?"
"Don't talk like that... I mean ... gosh . .. I'm sorry ... we're all sorry .. . about what you saw, I mean ..." the boy struggled.
"Am I making you nervous or something, Jeff dear?" she asked sweetly.
The boy nodded weakly.
"You really mustn't be ashamed of yourself . . . not too ashamed anyway. Boys will be boys. I suppose you young men get homy occasionally. Isn't that right?" she breathed seductively, teasingly, wickedly.
"Gosh, Aunt Marie! Don't! Please! I . . . I . . ." Marie's young nephew gasped.
"You're much too self-conscious, darling boy! I don't hold your harmless little activities against you. You got hard and horny and had to jerk yourselves off! I understand these things! I was just a bit upset about the story dear Ronnie told about me! I must admit that it was true though! Imagine my own son telling such secrets about me! You boys must have enjoyed the story, considering the fact that it made your cocks stiff!" she said teasingly, the fire of lust blazing between her legs.
"Oh Jesus! Aunt Marie! Don't! You can't talk like that! You're makin' me . . . you're makin' me . . ." the boy gasped, his dick beginning to get hard in his tight pants.
"Am I making you homy again by any chance, Jeff darling?" Marie crooned, knowing from the way her young nephew squirmed that he was getting excited by her merciless teasing.
Marie knew that she was being lascivious with her nephew. She knew that she was doing something that was against the rules of society. She knew that she would be destroyed if Rhoda ever caught her at it or ever found out from the boy what she had done to him. She knew how wrong it all was, but she had to do it nonetheless. She was alone with the boy and her desires were out of control. She had to have satisfaction and she knew that young Jeff could give it to her. She also knew that she could give him something that he would never forget. She could give him his first taste of flesh-and-blood fucking.
"Is your cock getting big and hard again?" she smiled, watching the boy shifting nervously on the sofa.
"Oh crap! This ain't really happenin'! It can't be, Aunt Marie!" the kid rasped, going wild with fear and ever-growing excitement.
"Silly boy! Silly, silly boy!" the hot-assed woman laughed. "This is really happening all right! I'm making your dick hard just by talking to you! You young boys certainly are responsive!"
"What . . . what am I gonna do?" the boy pleaded, totally confused by his lovely aunt's behavior.
"Well, darling, what do you usually do when you get in such an excited state? You do get hard occasionally don't you'" she asked sweetly.
The boy nodded.
"Don't you usually do what you and your brother and cousin were doing in the cabin? Don't you usually take your cockie out and . . . what do you call that?" she teased. "Let me hear you say it, Jeff."
"J-jackin' off . . ." the boy managed to mutter.
"Don't you usually jack off when you get homy? After all, dear, you have no other way of taking care of yourself out here in the middle of nowhere," she smiled wantonly, sitting down beside her young nephew and staring between the boy's lean young legs at the growing shaft of his hard cock. "Wouldn't you just love to jack off right now, lover?"
"J-jack off? Right now? Jesus! I ... I can't do that! I can't! You're my .. . my aunt! I can't do that with you around!" the boy pleaded, his young balls squirming between his legs.
"You weren't so bashful about it earlier today, darling! I saw everything! I saw you pulling your lovely little thing out and wrapping your fingers around it. I saw you pulling it up and down and making yourself all hot and excited. Do you know what I did outside in the snow, Jeff?" she smiled.
The boy shook his head and stared at her with ever-growing interest. He knew that there was no escaping her, knew that she could do anything she wanted to do to him.
"I masturbated outside the cabin window while you boys did the same inside. Doesn't that make your cock jerk in your pants, Jeff? I played with my pussy and made myself come just like you boys did inside!" she said wantonly, feeling her sensitive pussy seething between her legs, seething with the lust that continued to grow in the nasty situation.
"D-did you?" the boy asked in a barely audible voice.
"Of course, Jeff. You boys had my cunt positively dripping with excitement! I couldn't resist running my fingers up around my pussy and diddling it! You boys have such beautiful cocks! I had no idea that they were so big and hard! I just adore long hard penises, Jeff!" she said, licking her lips lasciviously.
"Do ... do you?" the boy said weakly, staring at his aunt in rapt amazement.
"Of course, lover! All women love cocks! They make us feel so good and warm inside!" she said, feeling her womanly fluids percolating deep in her twat.
"But you're ... you're a woman ... and ... I'm ... Fm just..." Jeff struggled.
"You're just a boy? Is that what you mean, darling?" she said comfortingly, daring to touch her young nephew for the first time.
"Yeah, Aunt Marie! And . . . you're my aunt! We can't do stuff like this! Can we?" the kid asked, his leg flinching when he felt his beautiful aunt's warm hand fall on his knee.
"Things like this? Well, darling, we haven't actually done anything yet! What did you have in mind?" she smiled, making the kid suck in his breath.
"Oh God! I didn't mean ... I didn't mean that! Honest to God! I. . ." the boy nearly bawled.
"Oh, Jeff, I'm sorry! I shouldn't be teasing you so! The fact is that we can do anything we wish as long as no one finds out about it! Your mother is away for the night, poor thing. Your brother won't find out about anything we might do here tonight. I certainly wouldn't tell Ronnie about us. So you see, dear, we have nothing to be afraid of. Anything we do with the evening will be strictly our little secret," she said convincingly. "Wouldn't you like to have some fun tonight? Wouldn't you like to have more fun than you could possibly have all by yourself?"
"Uh . . . sure .. . yeah I would ... but... a guy isn't supposed to do stuff like that with his relatives ... I mean ... a guy's supposed to do stuff like that with his girl!" Jeff said, feeling a little safer but still terribly confused.
"That's true, darling. I can't deny that it's awfully nasty to do things like this with your Aunt Marie, but that makes it even more exciting. Doesn't it?" she cooed, letting her warm hand creep ever-so-slowly up the boy's trembling leg.
"Exciting? Well . . . sure it is . . . but. .. goddam! I wanna do it awful bad, Aunt Marie!" the, boy gasped as he felt her fingers getting closer and closer to his bulging crotch.
"What do you want to do, Jeff?" she asked sweetly.
"Jesus Christ, Aunt Marie! I dunno! Anything ... anything you wanna do!" the boy rasped.
"You don't think I'm too old then?" she smiled.
"Gosh no! I mean .. . gosh, Aunt Marie . . . you're beautiful!" Jeff said, barely able to breathe now, his excitement was so intense.
"You don't think I'm too old and shriveled up, Jeff darling?" she asked.
The horny fourteen-year-old shook his head, his mouth wide open, apparently amazed that she would ask such a thing. Didn't she know that she was beautiful? Didn't she know that she was as beautiful as any naked model he had seen in fuck magazines? Didn't she know that she had the most beautiful and exciting tits he had ever laid eyes on? Didn't she know that he could see her nipples poking up under her sweater? Didn't she know that all her mysterious feminine charms were working together to make his balls ache and his cock throb?
"You like my body then?" she asked, lust flowing like rivers inside her cunt.
"Gosh yeah!" Jeff said huskily, his heart beating hard in his chest, blood beating harder in the head of his stiff dick.
"Would you like to see more?" she asked.
When the excited young kid nodded his head violently she laughed and stood up, taking her hand from his muscular young leg and pulling off her sweater without even a moment's hesitation. She felt bold, felt sexy and totally lascivious in the cunt-melting heat of her taboo lust. She had her hard-cocked young nephew where she wanted him. It was like. a dream come true for her, like a pussy-heating dream of depraved passion.
She threw her sweater at the boy, covering his handsome face. She could tell he was almost afraid to take the sweater off his eyes, almost afraid to look at the tits his sexy aunt had exposed for him. She shook her long auburn hair behind her and held her naked boobs in her hands.
"Oh Jeeeeeez!" the boy whined when he saw Aunt Marie's glorious boobs.
Her knockers were even more beautiful than he had imagined. They were as big as melons, soft and warm-looking. The glowing pink flesh of her tits beckoned him, practically begging him to reach out and stroke her naked skin.
He couldn't help longing to reach out and touch her naked flesh, couldn't help wanting to run his fingers over her silken breasts, couldn't help wanting to touch the tips of her tits. He saw her tit-peaks standing out stiff and warm from her glowing pink globes. Her nipples looked just like the hard little points of flesh that he had stared at so long and hard in his sex magazines. All the sex magazines he and his brother could get their hands on couldn't match the wild thrills that the boy's hot-assed aunt was causing to race through his mind and body.
"You like my breasts?" she asked calmly, knowing perfectly well that he had never seen anything as beautiful. "Would you like to touch them?"
"Touch them? Oh crap! You mean it! You really mean it?" the boy gasped, sitting on the edge of the sofa, ready to fall off at any second.
"Of course I mean it, Jeff! I'd just love to feel a strong young hand on my naked breasts! Come to me, Jeff! Come to me and stroke my tits!" she cooed, crooking one finger playfully.
Jeff tried to stand up but his legs were too weak at first. The only part of his body that didn't feel weak at the time was the bulging pole of his prick. His head swam with lusty sensations. His nuts trembled inside with excitement. He wanted to jump up and bury his face between his Aunt Marie's bulging tit-pillows, wanted to lose himself in her piles of sweet-looking flesh. He wanted to do something to let her know that he really wanted the things she was offering him, but his body would not respond. He was too much in her power even to move of his own free will.
"Don't you want me, lover?" Marie asked, her cunt rushing with sensation.
The boy made some incoherent sound deep in his throat. Marie knew that the boy was too nervous and excited to move a muscle. The knowledge of her feminine power thrilled her deep inside. It had been so long since she had used her natural seductiveness on a male, had been so long since she had hardened up a cock and made a pair of balls ache with tension. The fact that it was her own lovely sister's son whose balls were aching made the experience infinitely more exciting for her. He was so cute, so innocent-looking as he sat there on the edge of the sofa, all tension, all excitement, poised at the first step of his first real sexual experience. She would make it an experience that the boy would never forget.
"Why don't I make you feel a bit more relaxed, darling? You're much too tense! I certainly can't understand why!" she giggled.
Feeling like the temptress she had become, Marie glided over to the sofa and fell on her knees before her stiff-dicked young nephew. She let her tits rest against the boy's trembling knees. She could feel the material of his faded denims against the stiff peaks of her breasts, could feel tinglings darting through her excited nipples. She felt the warmth of the boy's legs soaking into her breasts, filling her eager body.
"Would you like a nice massage?" she smiled. "I used to do this for my husband. It made him relax, Jeff. I think it'll do the same for you," she said, laying her palms on the boy's upper legs.
Jeff tried to say something, anything, but only a dry rasping sound escaped his lips. The feeling of her hands on his legs almost made his cock shoot off in his tight Levi's. Her tits were actually touching his knees! He could feel her close to him, incredibly close to him. He had never been this close to a woman before. And this woman was his aunt, his mother's sister! It was almost too much for him to take. When she started rubbing his legs with those warm gentle hands of hers, he fell back in the sofa and abandoned himself to her. There was nothing else he could do. She had the boy totally in her power now.
"Do you like having your legs rubbed, darling?" she smiled. "I thought you might! Don't my fingers feel good on your muscles, dear? You have such big strong muscles for a boy your age. You'll be a big strong man some day, Jeff. You'll make all the women happy with your big long cock. You'll be able to fuck them until they scream for more, especially after I've shown you a few tricks tonight!" she crooned, her fingers kneading the kid's tight muscles through his denims.
Jeff gritted his teeth and tried desperately to keep his stiff cock from shooting in his pants. She wasn't making him relax, and he thought she knew it. She was just making his dick stiffer and his balls more tense. And yet there was something great about it. He didn't want her to stop rubbing his legs with her soft warm hands, although he was still afraid of what the consequences might be. He somehow knew that she wouldn't like it if he shot off in his jeans.
"Do you mind if I take your shoes off you, lover?" she asked, rapidly untying his shoes and pulling them off. "Are you ticklish, Jeff?" she giggled, pulling off his socks and running her fingers over the bottoms of his bare feet.
Marie watched the boy's body jerk when she tickled him. She didn't know that the bucking of his ass made his dick rub almost too hard against the material of his pants, almost making his dick squirt.
"Aw gosh, Aunt Marie! Don't! Don't! C'mon! You're gonna make my stuff come out!" the boy gasped, his body jerking spasmodically as she tickled his feet without mercy.
"My goodness, darling! Are you that homy?" she asked sweetly.
Jeff nodded weakly and felt relieved when she held his feet in her warm hands and stopped tickling him.
Marie couldn't resist bending down and kissing the boy's feet. It had been so long since her lips had touched the warmth of flesh. She planted warm wet kisses all over the boy's trembling feet, kissing his leg as far up as she could without removing his pants. She nibbled the boy's ankles, ran her tongue over his toes, bit his heels, drove him wild with nasty passion.
"It's so nice to kiss a man after so long, Jeff!" she smiled, raising her head now and reaching out to unbutton the boy's shirt. "It's so nice to lay my hands on a muscular man's body! You don't know how warm it makes me feel inside! Am I making you feel warm inside too, darling?" she asked, knowing perfectly well that she was making him burn up with lust.
"Let me open your shirt and feel the muscles of your chest, Jeff! Would you like that, lover?" she said in a voice as sweet as honey. "I thought so! But don't be afraid, I won't hurt you! I just want to make you feel wonderful inside, Jeff!" she breathed seductively, opening the boy's shirt and putting her hand over his heart. "Your heart is beating awfully fast, Jeff. Something tells me that you're really excited! Do I make you that way, lover?"
"God yeah! I can't help it! You're really turnin' me on!" the boy said, his voice dry and tense.
Marie ran her hand down over the boy's tense stomach, thrilling to the feel of his soft smooth skin. She eased his shirt down around his shoulders and helped him remove it, tossing it behind the sofa.
"You won't be needing your shirt tonal, darling," she smiled. "Is it warm enough for you? If not we can throw a log on the fire," she whispered, playing her fingers over the lean young muscles of the boy's naked shoulders. "Isn't a fireplace cozy on these cold winter nights? Doesn't the fire make you all warm and happy inside?" she asked, knowing that it was more than the fire that was making them feel warm inside.
"Yeah, Aunt Marie, the fire feels good all right! But... I... I don't know what to do ... you know? I mean ... this is the first time I've ... I mean .. . it's the first time a woman . . . well. . . you know ..." the boy struggled.
"It will all come to you in due time, Jeff. Just take your time and try to relax. Enjoy yourself. All boys have to do this for the first time eventually. It might as well be with a woman who appreciates the things a nice young boy can do for her. Don't you agree?" she asked, watching the kid nod his head in agreement.
Marie knew that her nephew would agree with anything she said now. She knew that he would run naked through the snow if she told him to.
"Put your arm around me, Jeff!" she said, snuggling close to the boy, her tits jiggling slightly.
"Jesus! You really mean it?" Jeff asked in a trembling voice.
By way of reply, Marie rubbed up against the kid, making her breast crush up against his shoulder. When he finally summoned up enough courage to wrap his strong young arm around her, she felt her cunt tighten up inside with lust.
"Hold me tight, darling! Hold me! It's been so long since I've been held by a man!" she sighed.
Jeff sighed too when he realized that he had actually managed to throw his arm around his aunt's naked shoulders. Her skin was incredibly soft and warm against his. He could feel her feminine warmth saturating him, driving him wild with passion. He tightened up his muscles when she asked him to hold her tight. He felt suddenly proud of himself. He was actually holding a naked woman in his arms. The fact that the woman was his mother's sister made him feel even bolder. It was a dirty thing to do, he knew, but it sure made his balls ache, and anything that made his nuts feel that good couldn't be too bad.
"Would you like to touch my breasts now, Jeff?" she asked after the boy had held her for a few moments.
"Shit yeah! Can I? Are you sure it's all right?" Jeff asked, taking his arm from her shoulder and facing her, his eyes glittering with excitement.
"You're not afraid any more?" she asked softly.
"Uh . . . no .. . uh-uh! No! Jesus Christ! I'm not scared any more!" the boy said proudly, realizing with some amazement that his hands had stopped shaking and his heart had quieted down a bit.
Marie laughed and kissed the boy on the lips.
"I told you that Aunt Marie could make you relax!" the hot-assed woman said. "But don't relax too much! I don't want you to go to sleep!"
"No way! No fuckin' way!" Jeff rasped.
"Why don't you just reach out and touch my breasts. Don't be afraid, dear! Be brave, lover! Be a man! That's right! Oh God! That feels wonderful, Jeff! Your hands are so strong and warm on my tits! Squeeze them! Squeeze my breasts! That feels wonderful! Feel them all over!" the homy woman cried softly to the boy.
Jeff didn't need to be asked a second time. His hands were all over the luscious woman's freely offered boobs. He had never felt anything so soft and warm before, although he had dreamed of feeling a woman's tits a thousand times. Her breasts were soft and yet firm. He felt her tit-flesh responding to his caresses, felt her tits bouncing back beneath his fingers as he squeezed her resilient globes.
"Kiss them too, Jeff! I want to feel your lips on my tits! I want you to press your lips against my breast? and suck! You're such a darling! Such a brave darling boy!" she cried softly, closing her eyes and abandoning herself to her wild womanly passion.
Marie trembled when she felt the boy touching her gently with his lips. She felt her nipples tingling in anticipation of his sucking. She felt her cunt twitching with depraved excitement.
"Suck! Suck me, Jeff! Suck my tits! Now! I need your lips on my tits!" the luscious woman cried in a voice full of lust.
Jeff wrapped his lips around the older woman's nipples and began sucking and tonguing them with a wild passion. Her nipple-peaks felt stiff and yet soft at the same time inside his mouth. He sucked her tits like a baby at his mother's breast. In fact, the woman was easily old enough to be his mother, he knew. The mere thought of it was enough to keep his dick rock hard in his pants. He was sucking his mother's sister's breasts! It was almost like doing the same thing to his own mother! The longer he sucked her breasts the more wildly that exciting thought raced through his horny mind.
Jeff was sucking Marie's tits and stroking them at the same time now. His warm and eager young hands were all over her, squeezing, fondling, kneading her yielding tit-flesh with total abandon. The boy had warmed up to her now, had overcome much of the fear that had paralyzed him at first. He was ready for the mind-boggling treat she had for him, ready for a night of ball-stirring sex.
Reluctantly, Marie back away from the tit-hungry boy and stood up, looking down on him with a mixture of amusement and pity. The poor boy looked up at her with amazement, as if some delicious morsel had been taken away from him after a first delicious taste.
"Did I do something wrong?" he asked weakly.
"Not at all, darling! It was wonderful!" she smiled. "You're learning fast, Jeff! You're going to make me very happy, very happy indeed!"
"Can I suck your tits some more?" he asked.
"Don't be hasty, darling! I have something else in mind first. Wouldn't you like to take a nice warm shower? Then we can go into the bedroom and . . . enjoy ourselves," she said lustily, tossing her head and throwing her long auburn hair behind her.
Marie felt wonderfully lascivious, standing there in only her soft wool skirt, her enormous boobs lustily exposed, her nipples stiff and tempting.
"A ... a shower? Uh . . . sure . . . sure, Aunt Marie!" the boy choked.
"Well, darling, don't just stand there!" she said after the boy had remained motionless for a long time.
"Huh?" he muttered, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from her swelling pinkish breasts.
"Your clothes, Jeff! Do you always take a shower with your pants on?" she asked with a teasing smile. "I thought not!" she laughed when he shook his head. "Aren't you going to take your pants off then?"
"Here?" he asked in a slightly whining voice. "In front of you?"
"Still bashful, aren't you, Jeff dear?" she said understandingly. "You have no reason to be afraid now."
"I'm not afraid exactly. But. . ." the boy struggled, standing up and feeling his rod rubbing against the tight material of his jeans.
"I understand, Jeff! I understand completely! Let me help you over your embarrassment. I realize that you're horny and your big beautiful dick is as stiff as a board! Let me help you off with your Levi's! My goodness, Jeff, they make you look so manly! Especially with your prick swelling down your leg that way!" she sang, falling to her knees before the hard-cocked boy.
Marie's hands trembled in spite of her show of coolness. Her fingers went cold for a moment as she held them poised an inch or two over the bulge of the boy's cock-shaft. It was a momentous occasion for her as well as for her young nephew. She was about to touch a young boy's hard-on for the first time in her life. She was about to plunge headlong into the whirlpool of her long-denied taboo lusts.
Marie held her breath and let her trembling fingers fall on the hard bulge of Jeff's jerking cock.
She felt the boy's body jerk spasmodically for a minute as he felt her fingers on his most sensitive flesh. She heard the excited kid suck in his breath involuntarily. Her heart almost stopped beating. She had to unzip the boy's tight pants, had to get his cock and balls out into the open, had to see exactly what his cock looked like.
"Do you mind if I open your pants, Jeff darling?" she smiled, rubbing the kid's huge erection with the palm of her hand.
"Mind? Jesus no! I want you to! Will you? Will you really do that for me?" Jeff asked, his voice husky and tense.
"I'd love to, Jeff darling! There's nothing I like better than holding a big hard cock in my little hand!" she hissed, somehow finding the courage to attack the boy's belt buckle.
The wildly excited woman unfastened the boy's belt buckle and let it jangle at his side while she unbuttoned and unzipped. his tight pants. She tugged down his tightly stretched zipper and spread his pants open. The boy stood on his tiptoes now, tense with excitement. She stared into Jeff's opened Levi's and ogled the dark nest of his young groin.
"You're not wearing any underwear, darling, not even on a cold day like this!" the horny woman gasped, obviously far more interested in the sight of the boy's turgid cock than in his dressing habits. "No wonder your darling dick was showing so nicely!"
Marie reached into the boy's tight pants and grasped with eager fingers the swollen root of his youthful cock. She wrapped her long silken fingers around it right where it disappeared into the bush of pubic hair between his legs. She tugged hard on the boy's erection, trying desperately to pull it out of his jeans. She had almost forgotten how unyielding a swollen penis could be, having done without one for far too long. When she pulled too hard on the boy's hard-on he gasped in pain.
"Did I hurt my little darling?" she cooed. "Did I hurt your lovely penis?"
"Not much ..." Jeff said, swallowing hard in his excitement and nervousness.
"Let me just kiss it and make it all better!" Marie said with pursed lips.
Marie skinned the kid's tight denims down his strong young legs and watched with delight as his incredibly hard stick snapped up against his naked belly. His hard whang was slippery with fluid, slippery and ready to be sucked with a passion.
"Brace yourself, darling boy! I'm going to press my lips against the underside of your delicious cockie, that is if I can stop it from jerking so hard!" she smiled wickedly, reaching up and grasping the base of his straight-standing dick near the bulge of his naked balls.
Marie's lips were wet with eagerness as she moved her lovely face toward her nephew's naked young pole of flesh. She glanced down at the pile of clothes at his feet. As she moved closer to him, she felt her huge breasts rubbing softly against his shaking legs. She moved close enough to inhale the youthful masculine scent of his dick and nuts. The scent of the boy's fourteen-year-old genitals intoxicated the homy woman. She had to eat his cock, had to suck it into her face until he cried out in pleasure-pain.
Marie felt the heat of Jeff's jerking organ against her lips now. She couldn't resist the urge to rub her silken cheeks against the bulging head of his hard-on. She snuggled up against the pole of his cock, pressing the long hot thing against his lean stomach. When she was through rubbing her cheek against his cock her beautiful face was wet with slippery pre-cum. Some of the boy's sex-fluid had gotten on her lips. She licked her lips and was immediately driven mad by the sexy taste of his cock-juice. She had to have him, and she had to have him now!
"Oh shit! Jeeeeeez!" she heard Jeff cry when she went down on his arching pole of flesh.
"It's delicious!" Marie gurgled deep in her throat.
Marie felt the silken swollen head of her young nephew's dick sliding into her sucking face and went wild with lust. It had been so long since she had taken a man's cock into her face, so long since she had squeezed a man's balls as she was squeezing young Jeff's now. She felt rivers of pre-cum flowing inside her sweet mouth as the boy's cock filled her face with heat and hardness. Her tongue ran up and down the tightly swollen shaft of Jeff's dick, driving him crazy with excitement.
The boy stood on his tiptoes, as if to escape her sucking mouth. Jeff had never felt anything like it. Her mouth felt like a vacuum cleaner sucking at his cock, a thousand times better than jacking off. Her mouth was hot and wet, just the way he had always imagined it would feel. He had dreamed of having his rod sucked by a beautiful woman, but never by a woman as beautiful and mind-boggling as his Aunt Marie. His young body was alive with wild sensations, tense with sexuality, ready for anything the hot-assed woman might ask him to do. He wasn't afraid of enjoying himself any longer, although he somehow knew that he had some amazing sexual territory ahead of him that had to be explored, and knew that his lascivious aunt would lead him through it.
Marie's responsive pussy was alive with sensation, responding more to her activities with the boy than it ever had. She longed for stimulation, longed to feel a tongue against the wet lips of her twat, longed to feel a hard cock sawing in and out of her cunt-hole. Removing her hand from her young lover's balls and cock for a moment she unhitched her skirt and wriggled out of it in a flash. Wearing only her panties, she attacked the boy's hard organ with renewed dedication.
Jeff looked down at the luscious older woman as she wriggled out of her wool skirt. She was getting more naked all the time. He stared down the slope of her delicately curved back, stared at the curve of her naked thighs. The wispy material of her panties hid little of her ass. The glowing pink flesh of her naked butt showed through the lacy material. Would she actually take her panties off for him? Would she actually let him see her ass and cunt?
Marie gobbled her nephew's fuck-stick until she knew that he could stand no more without spraying his sperm into her face. She felt his cock jerk up stiffly against the roof of her mouth all of a sudden, felt his balls tensing in her hand. She knew that he was about to squirt his load at any second. She longed to taste his cum in her throat, longed to feel blasts of it shooting against the hot wet channel of her throat, longed to feel his body spasming as he shot off.
As much as she wanted to swallow his sperm, she wanted to keep him hard and horny even more. She had ideas for his hard cock, ideas that would drive both of them wild with lust. Just when the kid was about to come for the first time in a woman's mouth she pulled her face off his dick and let it jerk up rigid and ready against his lean hard stomach.
"Was I too late, darling? Are you going to shoot your delicious sperm?" she asked concernedly, hoping that she had delayed his ejaculation.
"I ... I... I don't know! Jesus God! Don't you want me to shoot it, Aunt Marie? I... I don't know how much longer I can hold it in!" the boy rasped.
"I realize how tense your darling balls must feel, lover! I'm awfully sorry about this, darling! Really I am! Your balls must ache awfully!" she said.
"Aren't you gonna let me shoot the stuff?" the boy asked in a begging voice. "I... I gotta come pretty soon! I just gotta!"
"All in due time, lover! All in due time! I have such deliciously dirty ideas for us tonight, Jeff! Would you like to hear some of them?" the hot-assed woman asked, her face twisted into a smile of lust.
"Yeah ... I guess . . . Jesus! You're too fuckin' much!" Jeff rasped.
"Would you like to see my pussy, Jeff? Would you like to kiss it? Would you like to lick it? Would you like to see me spread my cunt open and let you stick your tongue right up my twat? Would you like me to he back on my bed, or even on your mother's bed, and let you bury your cock in my pussy? Would you like me to let you bang your big hard prick in and out of my cunt? Would you like me to let you shoot all that luscious cum right up my belly?" the lascivious older woman asked with a wanton smile.
Marie heard the boy make a low moaning sound deep in his throat when he heard her obscene suggestions.
"If you want to do all of those things to me, darling, you'll simply have to keep your cock hard and huge! I just love your cock that way! Now why don't you go and take your shower, Jeff? When you get back I'll give you a treat you'll not soon forget! We'll fuck and suck all night, Jeff! You'll be a man when I'm done with you!" she said wickedly.
Jeff stumbled backward when the wildly exciting beauty stood up and put her hand against his muscular young chest, pushing him lightly and looking into his eyes all the while. The boy's mouth was wide open in amazement. Was she really going to let him fuck her in the cunt? It was almost too good to be true. He had dreamed about screwing a woman, and now the experience was before him.
"Your shower, darling!" the luscious woman reminded the boy.
Jeff looked like he had just been shot. He turned and stumbled over his pants in a mad rush to get into the bathroom. Marie watched his lean young asscheeks rising and falling as he moved away from her. She could see the shadow of his big balls between, his legs. She was unable to let him go even long enough to take the shower that she knew would relax him and make the night so much easier for the boy to survive.
"And remember, darling, no jacking off! I want you hard!" she called to him as he disappeared into the bathroom.
The hot-assed woman waited until she heard the shower running and then pushed her damp panties down around her statuesque legs.
"Is there room in that shower for two?" she called
Chapter Three
Marie sauntered into the bathroom and threw open the shower door. Jeff seemed surprised to find her there. To Marie, however, there was nothing surprising about taking a shower with her young sex-pupil. She had showered with her husband a thousand times, soaping his body and being soaped in return. Her showers with her husband had usually ended in wild fucks in the shower.
She had often taken his freshly scrubbed cock into her mouth and sucked him until he had filled her sucking face with sperm. She had often wrapped her hand around his soapy cock and jacked him off until he had covered the walls of the shower with rich thick sperm. She had often opened her cunt to him in the shower too, had often bent over and grabbed her ankles, exposing her furry twat and inviting him to plunge his erect prong into her from behind. She had let him screw her in the ass, too, in the shower, had thrilled to the sensations that flowed in her anal region as he banged into her again and again.
Marie had had her twat licked and sucked in the shower too, her husband's face buried between her spread and soapy legs. She had been rubbed between the legs with a soapy washcloth until she flashed wildly in a body-racking orgasm while she masturbated her husband's soapy cock. She had been fucked, sucked, and diddled time and time again while the harsh spray of the shower cascaded over her naked body, tingling her skin and making her come alive with sensation. Mike was gone now, but the memory of the wild fucking she had enjoyed with him remained. As she watched the boy rubbing suds all over his body she was seized with the uncontrollable urge to join him in his shower, to snuggle up against his wet young body and make him crazy with lust for her.
"Aunt Marie! Jesus Christ, Aunt Marie! What are you doin' here! I ... I mean . . ." the boy stuttered, holding a bar of soap in his hand and swallowing nervously.
"I thought you might like me to wash you, Jeff. It's been a long time since I've had the pleasure of washing a boy. Ronnie's a bit too old for that now. A woman just loves to perform such motherly functions for her son. Perhaps you'd let me . . . since we've suddenly become so ... so close," the woman sang, standing stark naked before the boy.
"Would you . . . would you really do that?" the boy asked amazedly.
Was there no limit to Aunt Marie's lewdness? Was there anything she wouldn't do to make his nuts ache? She had to be the sexiest woman in the world, had to be the homiest woman in the world too. And she had chosen him, had chosen him to work her feminine magic on. He was filled with a strange sense of pride.
"I'd do anything for you, Jeff. Let me take that!" she said, stepping into the shower with the boy and taking the soap from his hand. "My goodness!" she exclaimed as she felt the hot spray against her pink-glowing skin. "You certainly like your showers hot! So do I, Jeff! I like my showers hot in a different way! Understand?" she smiled, rubbing the soapy cloth over her nephew's shoulders.
Marie ran her hands over the boy's chest, working up a lather over his naked skin. She pinched his tiny nipples, making them hard like hers.
"Do you like that?" she asked.
"Gosh yeah!" the boy said eagerly.
Marie laughed and bent toward the boy's chest, pressing her lips against his chest and sucking his hard nipples. She couldn't resist kissing his chest along a line all the way down to the boy's stomach, rubbing him with the washcloth while she kissed him.
It wasn't long before she felt the straight-standing pole of his cock bumping against her chin. She planted a quick kiss on the lips of his dick-head and began rubbing the soap into his groin, Working up a thick later. She made a mountain of suds and piled them on the thick head of his rod. The boy looked down and grinned. It was the first time he had really looked relaxed, just the way she wanted to see him.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself now, darling," she said, grabbing the homy kid's balls and kneading them gently.
"And how!" the boy said.
"Something tells me that we're really going to enjoy fucking and sucking in your mother's bed tonight!" she said, rubbing his legs now, letting her soapy hands roam over the cheeks of his muscular hairless ass.
"Would you like to wash me now, darling boy?" she asked.
"Jesus crap! You really mean it?" the kid asked eagerly.
Marie took the boy's hands in hers and placed them on her naked breasts. She shivered when she felt his fingers grasping her swelling breasts and squeezing them with a passion.
"You're supposed to be washing me, Jeff," she laughed.
The boy took his hands away from her tits and waited for her to rub soap all over her wet mammaries. When her knockers were covered with slippery suds Jeff placed his eager young hands on them and rubbed with a passion, raising great mountains of froth on her warm-glowing flesh.
"My cunt!" Marie gasped, her body alive with sensation, her mind alive with lust. "Wash my twat! Wash it hard! Hurry!"
Jeff fell to his knees and held the washcloth in his hands, waiting for the mind-boggling woman to make the first move. Jeff was willing and eager to rub the washcloth over the tempting nest of her beautiful pussy, if only she would do something to let him know that she really wanted him to wash her there.
Marie sensed the boy's feelings and quickly leaned back against the wall of the shower, raising one of her long pink-glowing legs, crooking it playfully and opening her twat to him. She watched with wicked enjoyment as the young lad stared at the dripping gash of her cunt. Water ran in great rivers over her naked tits and down her shiny-wet belly into the fur of her twat, then through the open gash of her juicy cunt and down her leg, carrying islands of suds with it.
"Put the washcloth between my legs and rub me until I scream!" she hissed, mad with depraved lust for the boy.
Jeff pushed the soapy cloth between Marie's naked legs and began rubbing with a passion, working his aunt's eager cunt into a froth. He rubbed up and down the meaty pink crack between her slightly spread legs, rubbed hard against the hot-looking bud of her clit, rubbed the rubbery lips of her delicious-looking twat until her entire body began to shiver and shake. The boy knew that something was happening to her, knew that she was having some kind of wild experience, an experience that he himself had brought on by rubbing her cunt. Was she coming? It seemed to be just like what Ronnie had described in the cabin, just the same shaking of her body that he had described at the moment of her climax.
"My gosh, Aunt Marie! What's happenin' to you?" Jeff gasped.
"Oh God! Keep rubbing me! Keep masturbating my cunt! Hurry! Faster! Do it, lover! Do it to me! Rub my cunt! You're making me come! You're making my pussy flash off! It's so beautiful, so wonderful! Rub me!" Marie cried in pure lust, looking down through half-closed eyes at the boy's young dick, which was sticking up straight against his belly.
"Can I . . . can I jack off now? Can I make my stuff come out?" the boy begged in a throaty young voice.
"No, darling! Not yet! Don't touch your cock! Save it for me! Rub me harder now! Harder!" she screamed. "I ... I ... oh my God, Jeff! I'm coming! I'm coming! COMING!"
Marie felt fireworks exploding one after another in her cunt as her orgasm flashed between her legs. She felt the boy's hand pressed hard against the sensitive flesh of her naked pussy as her cunt spasmed again and again in pure ecstasy. When the hot rush of her orgasm had subsided she opened her lovely brown eyes and looked down at the lad who had brought her such a wild flood of sexual release. She had to do something for him, had to let him squirt his healthy wad into her cunt.
"Jeff, darling, you don't know how wonderful mat was!" she said softly, looking down at him longingly. "You poor dear! I've neglected you! Your cock is as hard as a rock, and it has been all evening! I'll bet it hurts terribly! Would you like to bury it in a nice warm place?" the homy woman asked. "I have a nice warm place between my legs that can make an aching cock feel much better! Why don't we rinse all this soap off our bodies and dry each other? Then we can go into my dear sister's bedroom and fuck! Wouldn't you just love to fuck your aunt, Jeff? Wouldn't you just love to sink that big hard thing into my juicy snatch?"
Jeff swallowed hard and looked into the wildly exciting woman's glittering eyes, eyes still flashing with lust. Jeff watched her reach down and take his hand, helping him to his feet. She put her hands on his naked shoulders and turned him around beneath the shower spray as if he were unable to make a move for himself, which was not far from the truth. When all the suds had flowed from his naked body, she stood him up against the shower wall and let him watch her rinse herself. When she had finished, she bent down quickly and took his shiny cock-head into her mouth and sucked on it for a second or two, letting it leave her lips with a loud popping sound just before his balls unloaded their wad.
"There's nothing like the taste of a freshly scrubbed cockie, darling. You almost came then, didn't you? You must be terribly homy by now! I think you're ready for your first fuck! Come, Jeff, let's dry ourselves and screw up a storm in your mother's bedroom! I can hardly wait!" she smiled, taking her young fucker by the hand and leading him out of the shower.
Marie took a towel in her hands and draped it over the boy's shoulders while she bent down and licked some of the water from his naked chest. She held her dripping wet tits in her hands and offered them temptingly to the boy. He bent toward her and ran his tongue over the goose pimpled flesh of her luscious areolas. She let him suck her nipples for a moment or two.
His hot young body was close to hers, very close. She felt him thrusting his cock out and letting it rub against the silken wet flesh of her thigh, sucking her tits all the while. She felt like hugging him close to her and letting him buck his ass against her, felt like letting him squirt all over her thighs and belly. She knew that his dick would erupt all over her in another second or two if she let him rub it against her. With a wicked giggle, the hot-assed woman pushed him away from her and planted a quick wet kiss on his lips.
"You can't come that way, lover! That's cheating! I know how desperate you are, dear, but you'll just have to hold it in until you get your cock inside my pussy! Now let's dry each other and get down to some serious screwing!" she said, taking the towel and rubbing it briskly all over the kid's body. "There!" she said when she had dried her young lover. "You do the same for me now!"
Marie felt her skin tingling when the boy rubbed her naked breasts, silken belly, glowing thighs and full womanly asscheeks. She let him run his hands up and down her statuesque legs, let him run them all the way up between her legs to the furry crack of her delicious cunt.
"Dry my pussy, darling!" she sang. "Actually, Jeff, I don't think you'll ever be able to dry my pussy, not with all the towels in the world. I'm just dripping with excitement!" she hissed. "That feels wonderful. Dry the crack of my little butt now, darling! That's nice. Spread the cheeks of my ass apart. That feels wonderful. Rub my cunt from behind too, Jeff! Oh yes! Yesssssssss!" she hissed, going wild inside again. "I really must let you fuck me from behind tonight before we're through! They call that 'dog style', Jeff! I think you'll really enjoy sticking your dick into me from behind! Doesn't it just make your cock ache?" she asked wickedly, a shiver of lust running through her naked tingling body.
"Everything makes my cock ache, Aunt Marie!"
"I know, Jeff! I know! You're a horny young stud if ever there was one! You're going to make your aunt very happy tonight! Come with me, Jeff! My cunt needs reaming!" she said wickedly, leading her young fucker by the arm out of the bathroom and through the warm house into her sister's bedroom.
Marie glanced over her shoulder at the heavy snow swirling against the glass of the window. A sudden shiver ran through her. Her sister and the two boys were out in that horrible blow while she was introducing young Jeff to the hot joys of fucking in the nice warm cabin. She felt slightly ashamed of herself for having so much wicked fun while they were all half freezing. She would have to ring them up on the walkie-talkie, but not until after she had had her fill of Jeff's young cock.
"Do you think your mother and the boys will be all right out there?" she asked. "It's really awfully cold out there, Jeff!"
"Who gives a shit!" the boy blurted. "I mean . . . they're gonna be okay!"
Marie laughed and opened the door to her sister's bedroom.
"My goodness, Jeff! There's a fireplace in here too! How cozy! I'd just love to screw in front of a warm crackling fire! Would you start one for me, dear?" she smiled.
Marie sat on the edge of Rhoda's bed and watched her hard-cocked young nephew setting about the task of building a fire for her. She thrilled to the sight of his erect young prong bouncing up and down in front of him as he walked. She watched the boy bend over to touch a match to the kindling and was suddenly filled with the uncontrollable urge to grab the firm young balls that dangled between his legs and showed behind the cheeks of his ass.
"Why don't you just touch your cock to the logs, darling. It looks hot enough!" she said seductively, rising from the bed and crouching down silently behind the boy.
Marie reached up between his smooth young legs and took his hanging nuts in her soft warm hand. She felt him jump when he felt her fingers close around his sensitive sperm-filled eggs. The homy beauty held his balls firmly in her hand and pulled him backward just as the fire caught in the hearth. She pulled the boy backward all the way over the edge of the bed.
"Now, Jeff, I want you to do exactly as I tell you!" she said, releasing her hold on his nuts. "Will you do that?"
"Fuck yeah, Aunt Marie! I'd do anything for you! Any fuckin' thing!" the kid promised.
"Excellent!" she smiled, spreading her long lithe legs and opening her seething wet cunt for the young boy. "See my cunt, lover?"
"God yeah! How could I help it? I even see your cunt when I close my eyes!" the boy gasped, staring wild-eyed between his aunt's spread legs.
"I want you to lie over me and press your cock against my cunt! Be careful not to hurt me though, lover! Your cock is so huge and my cunnie is so tiny!" she teased. "Come to me now! I want you to squirt your semen right into my hot cunt!" Marie cooed, beckoning the boy toward her.
Jeff fell on the wildly exciting woman and rammed his distended dick hard against her snatch. He couldn't hold back his youthful energies, couldn't resist bucking his lean ass and jabbing his hard-on between her silken legs.
"Darling, darling! Not so fast! You'll come before you've even stuck it into me! Slowly!" she said with a giggle.
Jeff slowed his ass-bucking pace enough to allow her to reach between her own legs and guide his swollen pecker between the trembling lips of her hungry sex. He remained fairly motionless while she worked the slippery head of his dong into the creamy wet folds of her pussy. Shivers of intense pleasure ran up and down the sex-hungry boy's spine as she rubbed his naked dick-head against the rosy flesh of her twat. He had never felt anything as warm and wet as her pussy. Her cunt seemed to be sucking at his cock, seemed to be sucking his rod into her with a passion all its own. It was even better than her mouth on his jerking rod.
"Now ease it in slowly! Slowly! My God, Jeff, your cock is huge! It's big enough in my mouth and in my hands, but now that it's squeezing into my pussy it feels twice as big! It's as big as a grown man's! Oh, Jeff! Jeff! This feels so wonderful! Bury it in my cunt! Bury that big long rod between my legs! I need a man so badly! I need you in me!" she whispered with an intensity born of her blazing lust for him.
Jeff felt the shaft of his cock being sucked at somehow, being drawn into the woman's sucking cunt, being drawn into it more and more by the second. He hardly had to move at all. Her cunt was engulfing him, surrounding his sensitive male flesh with creamy warmth.
"Oh God! It's filling me up with hot meat! Such a cock! God! Move it inside me, darling boy! Move it slowly! In and out, lover! Move it in and out in my cunt!" she cried in the heat of lust. "Oh yes! Yesssssssss! I can feel it stretching me, stretching my belly! It's so deep inside me! Oh, Jeff! It's throbbing inside me! I can feel it jerking inside me! It's better than any man's dick! You're such a handsome boy, such a handsome and eager young stud!" she cried, going mad with ecstasy as she felt her cunt being filled with male meat for the first time in years.
Jeff was encouraged, if somewhat awed, by the cries of delight that escaped his beautiful sex-teacher's lips. He was also encouraged by the incredible feelings that her twat caused to swirl inside his cock and balls. He began moving in and out of her just as she had asked, barely moving his dick inside her sucking twat. Her little cries of passion grew more and more intense the more he ran his rod in and out of her. He could feel his heart beating harder and harder all the time. He could hardly breathe, his excitement was so great. She was his aunt, the aunt who had held him on her knee when he had been a baby. And he was fucking her now, fucking her like a man! His homy mind reeled with the depravity and taboo pleasure of it all.
Marie's pussy was almost on fire with sex-heat. The rigid shaft of her homy nephew's poker was moving slowly inside her, teasing the lips of her sex as the hard shaft of it rubbed against them, teasing the inner walls of her stretched pussy as the silken head of his swollen whang stroked her flesh. He moved his cock inside her just as she had told him. It was hard for her to believe that it was the first time the boy had ever had his dick inside a woman. It was as if he had screwed her a thousand times, as if he knew exactly what to do to tease her sensitive cunt and drive her mad with passion.
"Are you sure you've never done this before, Jeff?" Marie asked between cries of pleasure, encouraging the boy and making him feel confident and proud of his masculine prowess.
"No, Aunt Marie. This is the first time. Honest!" the kid gasped, his nuts aching between his tense legs. "Am I . . . am I doing it right?" he asked weakly.
"God yes! You're doing beautifully! You can plunge it in deeper now, Jeff! Let me feel it all the way inside me! Ram it into me all the way to your balls! Do it now, Jeff! Ram that fourteen-year-old dick right up my cunt! Make me scream! Drive it home! Drive it! Hurry!" Marie cried out loud, preparing herself for the shock that was sure to come when the boy rammed his rod into her.
The thirty-six-year-old woman screamed in pleasure when the boy bucked his hard young ass and jabbed his prong into her most sensitive place. His rod felt like a huge post being suddenly buried between her spread and shaking legs. She wrapped her long silken legs around his waist and held him to her, squeezing his body hard against her. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his back, hugging him to her. She felt his hard young chest pressing up against her naked knockers, felt his body crushing her breasts against her, flattening them slightly. She felt his stiff young nipples brushing against hers, felt his flesh making her tits tingle with excitement.
"Did I hurt you, Aunt Marie?" the boy asked, afraid that he had done something terrible to his loving aunt.
"God yes! But I love it! I want it! Fuck me now! Fuck me hard! Move that ass, darling! Ram that fucker in and out of my sucking pussy! Make me flash like lightning! Make my pussy run with juice, Jeff! I want you so badly, sooooo badly! Screw the piss out of my cunt! Hurry! Buck your ass! I love it! I need it in me! Don't be afraid! Don't hold it back now! You deserve to spray your cum inside me! Your balls must hurt awfully! Empty your balls in my cunt!" she hissed, moving her body with his now.
Marie gyrated her ass, grinding her pelvis against the boy, making his impaled organ move in a tight wet circle inside her sucking belly. His rod felt like a hot meaty corkscrew inside her sex, stretching her flesh, making her wild with excitement. She wanted him to fuck her forever, wanted his dick inside her forever, wanted to feel its incredible heat and hardness filling her insides. She felt the juice of her pussy running down the shaft of his rod as he poked in and out of her snatch.
"Christ! This is too much! I'm fucking a woman! I'm screwin'! I'm screwin' my aunt! I'm sere win' the most beautiful woman in the world!" the homy boy gasped.
"And you're the most wonderful boy in the world! You're the hardest, homiest little fucker a woman ever had!" Marie cried out, her pussy seething. "Why didn't we do this before? Why didn't I ask you to fuck me a long time ago? This is just what I've always wanted! Move that dick! Move it!" she screamed.
The bed rocked and bounced wildly as the boy all but jumped up and down on the older woman's naked body. Her tits bounced against his chest. His balls bounced against her wet crotch as he humped up and down on her. He knew that he wouldn't be able to stand much more fucking like this. His balls had been ready to blow up long ago. He felt the woman's pussy sucking the sperm right out of him, felt her coaxing him to shoot his heavy load of fresh young sperm into her wet sex. He had to let his sperm out, had to let it spurt up inside of her.
"C-can I do it now? Can I shoot the stuff? Can I? Please, Aunt Marie!" he begged in a husky breathless voice.
"Yessssssssss! Shoot your sperm into me, Jeff! Let it out! Come inside me! Come hard and fast! I can't stand it any more! It's just too beautiful! Come in me! I'm coming too! I'm flashing again! Oh God! Arrrrrghhhh!" the hot-assed woman hissed as her pussy flashed with bolts of hot lightning.
"I'm squirtin'! I'm comin'! Jesus! This is great!
This is fuckin' great!" the horny boy shouted as his nuts shot off.
The boy felt like he had never felt before. He had held his cum in his balls for what seemed like forever, had held his sperm inside him just as his aunt had ordered. The exercise in self-control was more than worth the suffering. His sperm shot out of his nuts in a never-ending stream, each hot wet spurt of it making his entire body shiver and shake with mind-boggling excitement. He felt his balls spasming wildly as his nuts erupted. He knew that his aunt was feeling the wild rush of her own orgasm. She seemed to feel every spurt of sperm he shot into her too. Her body quaked beneath him as he shot into her. He opened his eyes and stared into hers, seeing the fire of lust blazing within her.
Marie's cunt surged and twitched as her orgasm tore through her like a tornado. She felt the boy's hard-on rubbing hard and fast against her cunt as he continued to piston her even after his orgasm had started. She felt his hot sperm shooting into her belly, spraying against the inner walls of her sex. She felt gallons of jism being poured into her. She accepted the boy's offering of love-juice eagerly, her cunt drinking it up thirstily.
The sounds and scents of fucking filled the air of Rhoda's bedroom. The sighs and cries of Marie's lust were joined by the grunts and groans of the boy's passion. The two homy fuckers lay together after their orgasms, relaxing in the pure peace that their hot-fucking activities had brought them. The warmth of the crackling fire spread over them, the gold-and-orange light spreading over their naked bodies, highlighting them in glowing hues.
"Jeff, Jeff, Jeff," Marie whispered breathlessly after the two had rested awhile. "I do believe we've started something we'll both learn to love. Do you agree?" she smiled sweetly, snuggling up to the boy, lying on her side beside him.
"Jeez yeah!" Jeff said eagerly, his dick dribbling with recently shot cum.
"The fire is so warm and cozy!" she said lazily. "Your cock is warm, too, isn't it, Jeff?"
Marie turned around and put her head between the boy's legs, sucking the soft head of his cock into her mouth, sucking the last slippery traces of his cum right out of his soft dick. She wriggled her ass until her pussy was up against the boy's face.
Jeff got the message quickly enough and began licking the nest of her twat, spitting out her soft brownish pubic hairs from time to time. Her pussy seemed to heat up the more he licked it.
"It's getting hotter and hotter in here all the time!" Marie laughed, removing her lips from the boy's dick, which had stiffened up considerably in the few seconds she had been sucking it. "I have all sorts of nasty ideas for us, darling! We're going to fuck all night!" she said in a voice full of lust.
Chapter Four
At the moment Marie and Jeff were fucking hot and hard in the warmth and softness of Rhoda's bedroom, Rhoda, Steve and Ronnie were pulling into the village of Anvil. The three were half frozen, exhausted after pulling the Jeep out of six snowdrifts. They knew by now at least that the storm wasn't likely to be as bad as they had earlier anticipated. The road to the cabin was fairly passable, at least it was now that the boys and Rhoda had dug through most of the major drifts. The snow was just starting to let up when they reached the village and a news broadcast had informed them that the big snow warning had been cancelled.
Rhoda had thought it rather odd that Marie hadn't tried to call her at least once during their ordeal in the woods. It had occurred to her that perhaps the batteries in Marie's walkie-talkie might have gone dead, otherwise she surely would have called to find out how she and the boys were. Rhoda had no idea that Marie and Jeff had more interesting things on their minds than three relatives fighting snowdrifts.
"I certainly hope the Evergreen Motel has vacancies! We can't possibly make it back to the cabin tonight. We'll just have to stay in town. The road should be passable in the morning," Rhoda said, pulling up in front of the town's only motel. "What a wasted trip this was!"
"I think it was kinda fun!" Steve said, punching his younger cousin on the shoulder.
"Yeah, man!" the boy agreed. "Sure we can't do it again tonight?" he asked his aunt.
"Not a chance, Ronnie! I'm about to die of exhaustion! Wait until tomorrow morning! Then if you're lucky the drifts will have blown over again and you can dig to your hearts' contents! I'll just sit in the nice warm Jeep and watch!" she laughed. "Don't you boys ever get tired!"
The warmth of the office of the Evergreen Motel was a welcome relief for Rhoda.
"Do you have any vacancies?*' she asked, having noticed the vacancy/no vacancy light outside had burned out long ago.
"One," the old man said lazily.
"One? Are you sure you only have one? We really need two, one for the boys and one for me. You see we're from-" Rhoda tried to explain.
"I know who you are. You're Mrs. Everly from that cabin out in the middle of nowhere. Your husband used to stay here once in a while . . ." the old man mumbled.
"I'm sure he did!" Rhoda said with a slightly bitter smile. "Do you have to remind me?" she said under her breath.
"Come to think of it, Mrs. Everly, I don't recall seein' you with him. I recognized the Jeep outside," the old man mumbled.
"Just who was he with then?" she asked. "No! Don't tell me!" she added quickly.
The fact that her husband had been sneaking off to the Evergreen surprised her just a bit. She knew that he had seen innumerable other women before and after she had caught him at it, but seeing a woman at the Evergreen Motel, only a stone's throw from his romantic little hideaway in the woods really took the cake. The familiar hatred of her husband welled up inside her as she thought about the torture he had put her through.
"One room. Well, boys, I guess we'll just have to make do. Are you sure you don't have another?" she asked, a pleading look in her eyes.
"Nope. Some other folks got snowed out too," the old clerk said sleepily. "Can't go throwin' folks out in the snow. Cabin's nice and warm. Think you'll like it. Better than freezin'," he rambled in an expressionless voice.
"How many beds does this cabin have, may I ask?" she asked, more than slightly annoyed at the old codger's lack of concern for her predicament.
"It's got one bed. I get two cots. Bring 'em in for you. I mean the kids can go get 'em," the old man said, pointing to the back room.
"Are you sure it won't put you to too much trouble?" she asked with a smirk.
"No trouble at all. Three bucks extra for each cot," the clerk wheezed.
The old man scooped up Rhoda's money and motioned for the boys to go after the cots.
"Number four," the clerk rattled, dropping the key into Rhoda's hand. "Say, who was that woman your husband was always staying with? She sure was pretty!"
"His mother," Rhoda said flatly. "She was a very good fuck!" * * * "This is terrible. Where on earth are we going to put these cots? There's hardly room enough to move in here as it is!" Rhoda said as she surveyed the room. "At least the place has a shower. I assume it has hot running water too. On second thought I'd better check," she said, turning on the tap. "Wonder of wonders!" she laughed as a cascade of warm water poured out. "I could use a nice warm shower! You boys could do with one too. You're covered in grease and oil from the winch! Obviously we can't take our showers all at once. Why don't I wander around outside while you take yours and then you can do the same for me. Agreed?" she asked.
"Sure, Mom!" Steve said, taking off his coat and starting to remove his clothes.
"I think I saw a stack of magazines in the office. I'll try to amuse myself," she smiled.
Rhoda never made it to the office. She walked in that direction but was stopped in her tracks by the sound of giggling in one of the cabins. She didn't know exactly what made her stop in front of the cabin, but the effect of the giggling on her easily stimulated libido was considerable. She knew perfectly well what was going on inside the cabin, and something told her that she had to see for herself.
She had never done anything so depraved in her life. She knew as she sneaked around to the back of the comer cabin that she was about to become a window-peeper. Her lovely pale face flushed with shame for a moment. She promised herself not to indulge her dark desires for more than a minute of two. She knew how dirty window-peeping was, but she just had to see what was going on inside the nice warm cabin.
Rhoda had longed for sex ever since her husband had been caught in the acts of infidelity. There were times when her cunt was one knot of tension, times when sensations swirled around inside her like whirlpools, swirling at the slightest stimulus. Tonight was just such a time. If she couldn't relate to men any more with, any comfort, perhaps she could at least glimpse vicariously the thrills of fucking, the thrills that she had once enjoyed herself.
Rhoda was lucky that the couple in the cabin had had the decency to leave a crack in the curtain, a crack just wide enough to afford her a perfect view of the interior and all the fun the couple were having. Rhoda's pussy melted when she saw the two young people frolicking in the soft light of the lamp.
Her eyes flashed to the bed, where a man of twenty or so and a woman of the same age were fucking up a storm. She wondered if they were just married and tasting the joys of sex for the first time. Then it occurred to her that they might be lovers sneaking away for a night of fun and games. She stared at the man's big hairy dick as it jutted up from his naked loins. The woman, a girl really, was on her back on the bed, her head between the man's kneeling legs, her pretty young face just beneath her lover's big hairy balls. Her blonde hair surrounded her lovely clear-complected young face like a halo of gold. Her pinkish-glowing lips barely grazed the man's scrotum.
The girl was the picture of fresh natural femininity, not a trace of makeup to be found on her lovely face. Her naked skin was suffused with a healthy pink glow from her face all the way to her perfect feet. Her breasts, although partly hidden by the man's long hairy legs, were big and beautiful, tipped with hard little peaks of golden-brown flesh. Her skim was almost translucent, inviting to the touch. Rhoda shivered when she assessed the girl's considerable feminine attributes. What was the strange thrill that ran through her as she allowed her horny eyes to rove over the girl's exciting body? She was filled with strange desire for the girl as well as natural lust for the man.
Rhoda had never in her life felt attracted to another woman, but then she had never in her life observed another woman in the act of fucking. There was something wicked about her window-peeping activities that stirred up all sorts of mind-boggling emotions and needs in her. Her dark desires would do her no harm, though, she decided. She was just watching while her twat seethed with excitement.
She watched the man wrap his big hand around his mammoth dick and jerk it up and down until a long strand of crystal-clear fluid dripped from the head of his organ onto the girl's forehead. She watched the man reach down and rub his slippery pre-cum into the girl's skin while she giggled uncontrollably. The two seemed to enjoy their teasing of each other. The girl kissed the man's scrotal sac, began nibbling it while Rhoda watched in amazement. The man pushed his distended organ down until it was pressing against the girl's forehead. He moved backward just a bit, still pushing his dick down. When the slippery head of his rod was against the girl's pink and luscious lips, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his dong.
The man's cock filled her mouth completely. Rhoda wondered how the little thing could possibly take that enormous erection all the way into her face. The man's dick was even bigger than her husband's had been, and that had been more than she could take comfortably. The could barely see the girl's cheeks swelling as the swollen flanged head of the man's penis pressed farther and farther into her mouth. She watched the girl reach up and run her little hands over the man's muscular thighs while she sucked his dick.
Rhoda's pussy was coming alive between her legs as she watched the mind-melting spectacle. Her desires were getting out of hand, making her wish that she could somehow climb in through the window and join the couple in their fucking. They looked so homy and comfortable inside, looked so satisfied, more satisfied than Rhoda had been in years.
She was filled with a sudden sadness. She was all alone, at least sexually all alone, having no one at all to fill her cunt with the throbbing cock she longed for. She had tried to submerge her natural womanly desires for far too long, had tried to pour herself completely into her motherly duties, pretending, she now realized, that she could do without the one thing she needed more than anything else, pretending that she could do without hot fucking. She realized now how ridiculously wrong she had been.
"Suck that fucker, baby! Suck that dick! Suck it hard!" Rhoda heard the man growl through the glass, his voice considerably muffled. "I want you to move that head! Move it, baby! Move it! I wanna come in your fuckin' face! I want you to swallow every fuckin' drop of that stuff too! You hear me?" the man rasped.
Rhoda remembered when her former husband Dave had growled at her like that, remembered playing the games that had made their sex life so much fun, at first. She wished that the rough-playing man in the cabin would come out and grab her, wished that he would drag her into bed and make her eat his cock, wished that he would growl at her and cuff her around a bit just to make the fuck more fun. She wished that she could taste his swollen dick in her sweet face, wished that she could run her tongue around the slippery flange of his cock-head. She wished that she could feel the man's hard prick pulsating with hot-pounding blood as she sucked the hell out of it.
Rhoda watched wild-eyed as the woman reached between the man's legs and took his swollen balls in her delicate young hands, squeezing them, caressing them as if they were precious objects of reverence. She watched the girl reach up behind her man and stroke his hard-muscled asscheeks, running her fingers up and down the crack of his hairy butt, tickling his anal opening and driving him wild. Rhoda wished that she could be the one whose hands explored the man's striving body, that she could be the one to feel the warmth of the man's muscular flesh against her eager fingertips.
Rhoda's cunt was wild with excitement now, moistening more and more by the second. She wanted to tear herself away from the window and run back to her own cabin. She was ashamed of her nasty activities, ashamed that she could only watch the couple making love, ashamed that she had no lover "of her own. But in spite of her shame and embarrassment, the hot-assed woman found it impossible to move from the spot. She was homy beyond belief. Her cunt died for a cock to rub against the blazing bud of her little clit. Her soul longed to feel the warmth and hardness of a man against her naked body.
Rhoda watched as the pretty girl began moving her head up and down and back and forth on the man's impaled organ. She watched the girl's pinkish-glowing cheeks stretching as she took his cock deep into her throat. Rhoda gasped when she saw the man reach down between the girl's spread legs and grab the light-blonde nest of her pretty pussy. It was as if he had grabbed Rhoda's pussy instead. She watched the man's fingers kneading the rosy pink flesh of the girl's twat, making her squirm with passion.
Rhoda watched the man insert first one finger, then another, then another and another until his entire hand was buried in his girl's sucking twat. Rhoda thought the sweet young thing looked incredibly innocent for a woman who had a cock in her mouth and a hand in her cunt. She could imagine how wonderfully excited the girl felt, could imagine the thrills that raced around inside her as the man filled her face with his throbbing meat and her cunt with his loving hand. She watched the man moving his hand inside the girl's sucking cunt, twisting it, slightly at first but then with ever-increasing speed and urgency.
Rhoda began to hear little cries and gurgles escaping the girl's lips, little cries that were almost muffled completely by the huge plug of cock that filled her sweet young face. It was no wonder she cried, Rhoda thought. The scratching of the man's fingers against the sensitive flesh of her tight little pussy had to be driving her crazy.
The homy window-peeper watched the bed moving more and more as the man began to move his ass, thrusting his hard pole of flesh in and out of the little girl's sucking face. The blonde beauty began moving too, began responding to her lover's manipulations. Rhoda knew how her cunt felt, being stuffed with her lover's eagerly moving hand, knew how her throat felt too, being filled with incredibly hard male meat. She could almost taste the man's throbbing hard-on herself now, could almost detect the masculine scent of his pendulous nuts, could almost feel the friction of his fingers against her clit.
The man was fucking the girl's lovely face with a passion now, pounding in and out of her hard and fast, making her almost choke with each forward thrust of his distended cock. The air was filled with wet slurpings and gasps of pleasure as the two hot-fucking lovers moved closer and closer to their wild orgasms. Rhoda's lovely face was pressed against the window now as she tried to see every wild thing the lovers did to each other.
"I'm gonna come right in that sweet suckin' mouth of yours, baby! I'm gonna fill that little face with sperm! Keep suckin'! Keep that head movin'!" the man growled, banging his cock in and out of the girl's delicate face.
Rhoda stared hungrily at the man's muscular body and wished that she could be the one lying under him. She stared at the thick hair on his chest and longed to run her fingers over his hard muscles, longed to feel his wiry chest-hair against her fingertips. She stared at the muscles of his stomach, longing to run her hands over his hard male flesh, longing to feel the man's strong muscles rippling beneath her hands. She stared at the flexing muscles of the man's thighs and legs, longing to squeeze his flesh as he worked his fingers against her wet seething cunt-flesh. If only she could join them. If only she could share the joys of their cunt-melting fuck. But it was impossible. She could only watch and feel her twat twitching and stirring between her trembling legs.
"You ready?" she heard the handsome young man ask through gritted teeth. "You ready to suck up all that jizz?"
Rhoda barely heard the blonde beauty moan in reply. She watched the young stud moving his dick in and out of her mouth wildly. She knew that he was about to fill her sucking face with a heavy load of fresh sperm. She knew how the girl had to feel too, knew that she was wondering how she could possibly swallow all of the hot thick sperm that her lover was about to shoot into her throat.
Rhoda gasped when she saw the young man's body go suddenly still as his nut-busting orgasm exploded deep in his young balls. She saw the girl's body stiffen for a second or two and knew that she too was feeling the flash of her climax, feeling it to the depths of her soul. She wished that she could feel the release she longed for, wished that she could feel the sparks of a twat-melting climax flashing deep in her belly.
"I'm comin'! Suck it in! Drink it! Eat that dick! Suck that sperm!" the young man rasped as his balls began spurting his cream into his luscious lover's sucking throat.
Rhoda watched as the man's cock blasted squirt after squirt of cum into her face, watched as the girl's writhing body tensed and suddenly relaxed as her orgasm tore through her body. She saw the man's cock jerk up against the roof of the pretty girl's mouth, saw his muscles flexing as his jism spurted into the girl's face.
"Oh yeah! Yeah! Fuck! Suck that fucker! Suck that meat! Eat that cum! Take that cock! Take that prick! Take that cock all the way, baby! Take it!" the young stud growled as he rammed his meat suddenly all the way down the girl's receptive throat.
Rhoda saw the man's hand continuing to work against the girl's pussy even as his balls blew up between his muscular legs, saw his fingers moving as his hand stimulated his girl's cunt. She opened her eyes even wider and saw the white thick load of the man's cum oozing out of the girl's sucking face. He must have shot more cum into her than she could swallow, she thought, even though she seemed to be trying desperately to drink it all. She wished she could taste the stud's hot thick cum, wished she could try drinking up all the ball-juice he could pump into her.
Rhoda watched the stud's sperm dribbling down over the girl's pinkish-glowing chin, watched his sperm running down over her delicate throat. She stared through the window into the warmth of the cabin, her pussy tense and wet between her legs. She watched the man pull his cock out of the girl's sucking face when his ball-racking orgasm had subsided, watched the girl licking her lips, trying to lick up all the cum that had escaped her lips. Rhoda stared at the man's reddish-purple cock-head when it pulled out of the girl's mouth with a loud sucking sound. She wished she could take his super-sensitive cock into her mouth and suck him until she felt his body shivering and shaking with pleasure.
Rhoda wanted to stand outside the window and look in on the activities inside forever, wanted to feel forever the sensation that swirled deep in her belly as she watched the young lovers writhing in ecstasy. She wanted to stay rooted to the spot forever, but she knew she would be discovered there eventually if she wasn't careful. The young lovers had been too wrapped up in their hot fuck to notice her presence outside. Now that they were beginning to relax, however, she was afraid that their glance might flash to the window.
Her cunt blazing with unfulfilled passion, Rhoda crept stealthily around the cabin and back onto the front walk. She was safe. A pang of loneliness went through her went she realized that she didn't know anything at all about the two homy young people she had been observing. She knew only that they were, at that very moment, wrapped up in each other's arms, luxuriating in the warm glow that their frenzied fuck had spread around them. And Rhoda was trudging back to her cabin all alone.
When she got there she tapped on the door and called in to see if the boys had finished their showers and were in a decent state. Steve was just pulling on his pants when she walked in.
"There! You boys look much better! Nothing like a little soap and water to bring out the handsomeness in my Steve!" she said, rubbing her son's damp hair. "That goes for you too, Ronnie!" she added, smiling at her good-looking young nephew, causing him to blush slightly.
Rhoda couldn't help blushing slightly too. A strange feeling went through her as she watched her son pulling up his pants and putting on his shirt, a feeling of motherly love mingled with something she had never felt before, something akin to lust. What was happening to her? She didn't dare let feelings like that surge through her, especially not in the presence of the two boys.
She was beginning to wish she had minded her own business and had fought off the urge to watch the two young fuckers in the cabin at their fun and games. Her cunt was on fire with raw lust, blazing with a fire that she knew could consume her at any minute. She wondered how she could control the emotions that rushed through her as she looked at her two handsome young charges. She shook herself. She simply had to regain control of herself.
"Boys, it's your turn to venture forth into the snows of Anvil while I take a shower!" she laughed with something less than her usual gusto.
"Sure, Mom!" Steve said. "Come on, Ronnie!" he shouted, bounding out the door, followed by his fourteen-year-old cousin.
Rhoda locked the cabin door and went in to start the water running for her shower. She stood before the dressing table and admired herself in the mirror. Even with her wind-blown hair she was everything she had always been. She was still in the full bloom of femininity, and she knew it. She had the perfect lips that men loved to kiss, and feel on their hard cocks. She had the smooth translucent skin that men loved to stroke, and rub up against in the heat of a wild fuck. She had the beautiful, but not overly large, breasts that men loved to fondle, loved to kiss, and loved to rub their big juicy cocks between. She had the silken thighs that men loved to feel rubbing against their strong hairy legs as she writhed in ecstasy. She had the long lithe legs that men loved to grip in their masculine hands and spread apart, exposing her naked cunt. She had the creamy responsive twat that men loved to lick and suck, had the juicy cunt that men loved to fuck with their stiff rods until she screamed.
And she was wasting all these rare charms, wasting them by refusing to use them. She was suddenly ashamed of herself for holding back her natural instincts for fucking.
The homy thirty-seven-year-old woman stood before the mirror and stripped slowly as she assessed her considerable charms. She pulled off her sweater and unfastened her bra, letting it slip off her tits and fall into her waiting hands. She held her luscious mammaries in her warm gentle hands and lifted them slightly. She rubbed her thumbs over the peaks of her tits and made them instantly hard. She imagined showing her beautiful globes to a man for the first time in years, imagined the thrill that would have coursed through her under such circumstances. Her imaginary thrill was short-lived however. Rhoda knew perfectly well deep down inside that she would soon have felt revulsion for any man she allowed to approach her. After her horrible experience in losing her husband she could only see men as grunting sweating animals bent on her humiliation. And yet she knew perfectly well that she needed a man as she needed nothing else in her life.
Rhoda was so homy and unfulfilled that she thought for a moment that she saw a man in her mirror. As she stared into the mirror, her imagination running away with her, she felt a shiver run up her spine. As she stared at the imaginary image in her mirror it began to change from that of a man to that of her young nephew. She felt terribly ashamed of herself. She didn't dare let her imagination run in that direction, didn't dare let her pussy respond to such depraved stimuli. Ronnie was only fourteen, a year younger than her own Steve! She didn't dare let herself get the hots for a boy so young, and a relative at that.
Rhoda blinked her eyes and the image in the mirror faded, but not from her imagination. She shivered when she realized that her pussy was steaming, and the more she thought about Ronnie the more it steamed. Her young nephew was incredibly cute, she knew. But there was something about him that affected her much more than cuteness. There was something about his sometimes nasty, sometimes innocent grin and the twinkle in his blue eyes that drove her wild inside.
She had run her fingers through Ronnie's blond hair dozens of times, but she had never felt the thrill that just thinking about the boy stirred up inside her now. She had kissed the boy's soft warm cheek a hundred times too, but her kiss had never melted her heart and her cunt the way the mere thought of kissing him did now.
Ronnie was the spitting image of his handsome father, the spitting image of her sister's lover and fucker. She had always envied her sister in a way, although her feelings for her went deeper than the rather base emotion of envy. She had envied her because her husband had remained true to her until the hunting accident had claimed his life. She was filled with a sudden sorrow now that she considered her sister's tragic loss. She knew, however, that young Ronnie perpetuated his father's memory for Marie just as Steve and Jeff perpetuated the memory of Dave's good qualities, few though they were, for Rhoda.
Perhaps it was Rhoda's lingering love for Dave, for she felt it in spite of herself, mingled with her natural womanly instincts for her sons, who were the spitting image of Dave, that made her thoughts and feelings turn toward her own son. Perhaps it was the experience outside in the snow, the experience of watching the lovers in the cabin make love, that drove her beyond the bounds of human endurance of sexual tension. Perhaps it was her depraved desire for her young nephew, for her lovely sister's handsome young son, that had stirred her up so wildly inside. Or perhaps it was her feeling of isolation and loneliness that drove her to step beyond the bounds of acceptable social conduct. Whatever the cause of her swirling sexual sensations and conflicting emotions, she felt herself coming alive with all sorts of depraved desires. She suddenly wanted her young nephew, her own two boys, and her own lovely sister. The hot-assed woman was suddenly filled with the urge to ball everyone in her family] Rhoda told herself to regain her self-control, told herself that she didn't dare let feelings so depraved well up inside her. But it was too late. The hot itching in her cunt had gotten control of her. She nearly tore off her wool skirt and pushed down her steamy panties. She felt lascivious as the heat in her twat blazed within her. S]he kicked off her shoes and peeled her nylons down over her curvy legs. When she was stark naked and flowing with sex-heat, she raised one leg and let her foot rest on the edge of the dresser. Her pussy opened and her heart fluttered as she stared at the mirror, looking into the rosy gash of her own hot cunt.
Rhoda's creamy flesh tingled with excitement, itched with lust, twitched with sexual electricity. She was homy beyond belief. She closed her eyes now and gave herself up to images of her family and the mind-bending things she could do with them. She thought of crawling into bed with young Ronnie. She thought of wriggling into a sixty-nine position with her young nephew and taking his hard prong into her eager mouth, and sucking his boner until the boy began to squirm in her bed.
She thought of having him press his trembling young lips against the wet gash of her tasty twat, thought of giving the young lad his first taste of fucking and sucking in her warm bed. She thought of taking his pole between her eager legs, thought of letting Ronnie ream and pound her twat with that big hard post she knew he had between his lean young legs. She thought of letting him shoot his cum into her sucking face, thought of letting it drip down over her chin and run over her throat and between her silken tits. She thought of letting him empty his balls between her spread and eager legs, thought of letting his nut-juice fill her pussy with its creamy balm.
The hot-assed woman put her fingers between her legs and thought of her own two sons, whose bodies she knew more perfectly, having held them in her womb. She thought of letting her homy young son Steve stick his big hard dick between her legs and fill her twat with hard meat. She knew how big and hard his cock got when he was excited, having caught a glimpse of the boy in a stiff state at least once. When she thought of having her own son's big hard rod buried between her legs, she almost flashed off. She imagined his hands all over her warm and willing body as he explored her secret places. She imagined feeling his lean young body rubbing up against her curvy flesh, imagined feeling her son's hot breath against her cheeks as he beat away at her sucking twat.
Rhoda's fingers began working wildly between her legs when she thought of taking her other boy into bed with her too. She thought of beckoning young Jeff into her bed, thought of inviting him to share her with his older brother. She imagined taking the boy's tool into her face while his brother pounded her cunt. She thought of sucking Jeff's big hard dick and taking all the cum his balls could spurt into her. She could almost taste the sperm that her son could pump into her mouth and throat. She knew how rich her son's balls were with cum, having had to clean up the sheets that they had messed with the stuff during their numerous wet dreams.
Rhoda imagined flashing off in ecstasy as the boys came into her, imagined coming wildly as the kids spurted cream into her cunt and face. She imagined screaming as her pussy-melting orgasm flashed through her, imagined hearing the grunts and groans of the boys' passion fill the air along with her own cries of delight and the wet slurping sounds of hot sex.
Rhoda buried her hand in her cunt and thought about her sister, thought about trying something wild with her, something that no two sisters dared try together. She thought about snuggling up to her and grabbing her breasts, thought about taking her sister's mammaries in her warm hands and kneading them while the girl went mad. She thought about touching the hard peaks of her sister's naked tits, thought about feeling her hard goose pimpled flesh with the sensitive tips of her warm fingers. She imagined feeling Marie's eager hands on her naked boobs, imagined her fingers stroking her flesh, driving her wild with lust. She imagined feeling Marie's warm silken tit-flesh rubbing up against her as the two homy sisters caressed and hugged each other in a depraved lesbian embrace.
Rhoda imagined feeling her sister's lips and tongue between her striving legs, imagined being eaten out by the luscious woman while she did the same in return. She imagined taking her sister's cuntlips between her lips and tugging gently at them, letting the resilient flesh snap back a bit and then taking it into her mouth again. She imagined taking her sister's swollen clitoris between her warm lips and sucking on it with a passion, making Marie shiver with excitement. She imagined running her wet tongue up and down the crack between Marie's long lithe legs and lapping up her cunt-juice. She imagined feeling Marie's lips and tongue running- wildly between the lips of her pussy, imagined the electric thrills that would race around inside her, imagined the maddening excitement that their taboo embrace would bring them.
As if her lust-crazed imagination hadn't gone far enough into the taboo world of depraved sex, she began to imagine sharing her favors with the three boys and Marie at the same time! She thought of beckoning the hard-cocked young lads toward her, thought of beckoning them into bed with their mother and aunt. She thought of taking her sons' cocks into her mouth, thought of trying to suck both big dicks at once while Marie did the same for her own young boy.
Rhoda's cunt was sopping wet between her legs as she diddled herself wildly in front of the mirror. She knew how bad her wild imaginings were, but she could not resist them. She had gone without fucking for too long, had let her desires push her over the edge of the abyss of host. There was no telling now where her runaway desires might carry her. She opened her eyes and stared at the hot wet gash of her flaming twat. Her fingers worked wildly against the bright-pink bud of her turgid little clit. Sensations ran through her entire body as she brought herself closer and closer to a mind-bending pussy-flash. She was excited beyond belief. Little did she know that she wasn't the only one who was? getting wildly excited at the Evergreen Motel at that moment.
Steve and Ronnie had gotten off the beaten path and had somehow managed to find themselves pressed eagerly against the same window that Rhoda had peeked through. Neither boy had had any desire to read stupid magazines in the office while Rhoda took her shower. They had decided to snoop around the motel instead, and when they had discovered a trail of footprints leading around the back of one of the cabins, things really got interesting.
The boys had noticed with some surprise that the footprints led right up to the rear window. A light had been softly glowing in the cabin and the boys had been unable to resist the urge to see what someone had been so interested in inside. When they had seen what was going on inside they had almost shit their pants. They were still watching wide-eyed while the two young fuckers inside went at it.
The girl had already sucked her lover's cock into full erection again by the time the boys had taken Rhoda's place outside the window. She was kneeling on the bed now, her pretty wet pussy upturned and beckoning her hard-cocked lover. Her face was against the sheets, her ass stark naked and exposed for her lover's delight. Steve and Ronnie watched eagerly as the man bent down and kissed her hot gaping gash. His ardent kisses soon became thirsty slurps as his tongue began racing up and down over his woman's rosy sex. The boys were shivering in the snow, but their cocks were far from cold. They had hardened up immediately and their balls were on fire with lust.
Steve and Ronnie watched the man grab his hard-on and stroke it a few times. They watched too as he positioned his big hairy dick against the gash of the beautiful blonde's sexy snatch. The man's dick was dripping with pre-cum already. The girl's cunt was dripping with hot musky sex-juices. Steve, who had actually fucked a girl once, but who hadn't been able to persuade her to let him eat her cunt, wondered how the blonde's pussy tasted. He knew how it felt to have his cock surrounded by hot cunt-flesh, although he had never tried it from the rear. His dick was going crazy in his pants.
Ronnie was drinking in the spectacle like intoxicating liquor, his mind reeling with the effect of his first glimpse of hot fucking. He wished that he could sink his hard cock into a girl's pussy like that, wished he could lap up the juice of her cunt. He almost felt like opening the window and joining them. The only thing he could do was grit his teeth and feel the hot surges that shot through his dick and balls as he felt his cock-shaft rubbing against the tight material of his pants.
"Shit, Ronnie, I gotta jack off! This is too fuckin' much!" Steve whispered excitedly.
Steve reached down to his crotch and unzipped his pants, reaching inside and dragging out his big hard cock. He wrapped his fist eagerly around the post of his cock and began jerking himself off, making his nuts bounce between his legs. He had never done anything so wild in his young life. The two young lovers were fucking up a storm in the cabin, and they were watching the whole damn thing!
The girl squealed when the man shove his big poker all the way up her open pussy. The boys watched the guy ram his fucker in and out of her until the bed began to rock beneath them. They watched the girl's pendulous tits shaking and bouncing up and down as he banged against her naked body. They watched the guy's big hanging balls slapping up against her wet crotch as he screwed the piss out of her.
"Hey, man, I gotta beat off too! I can't stand this shit!" Ronnie gasped.
"Go ahead, Ronnie! Get it out and whack off with me! This is somethin' else, man!" Steve growled, his balls on fire.
Ronnie whipped out his hard-on and began beating it off with a wild passion, watching the fucking couple go at it all the while. Neither boy blinked any more than necessary for fear of missing any of the action. The more they watched the more excited they became, and the less cautious.
"Look at that bitch's tits, man! Just look at them fuckers shake! Wow! I'd sure as fuck like to get my hands on them! Jesus! And get a load of that fuckin' twat! Jesus! It's fuckin' wet and juicy! Makes my goddam dick ache!" Steve groaned.
"Yeah, man! Yeah! Look at that fuckin' stud screwin' that chick! I wonder if they're married! Look at that bed bounce, man! He's really fuckin' her! Wow is he fuckin' her! I bet that feels wild, man! Sure wish I had a juicy twat like that to sink this fuckin' thing into!" Ronnie rasped, his nuts tense and swelling with male power.
"Yeah! Beat it! Beat that fucker! Fuck that chick! Fuck her!" Steve said, his voice getting louder and louder, as was Ronnie's.
The boys' hands raced up and down over their slippery cocks. They growled out dirtier and dirtier comments as they got homier and homier. Their voices grew louder and louder in the heat of their youthful lust. Neither boy really knew how loud they were talking outside any more, so wrapped up were they in their wild masturbation session. They realized quickly enough how loud their voices had become when the two horny fuckers on the bed suddenly stopped in the middle of their wild antics and stared out the window at them.
Ronnie and Steve almost pissed when the two fuckers saw them. The man jumped up and turned off the light, his hard prick bobbing up and down in front of him. The girl fell on her face and screamed a loud shrill cry. The boys knew that they were in big trouble.
"Oh shit! Oh shit, man! We gotta get outta here!" Steve gasped, stuffing his hard-on back into his pants and zipping up nervously.
"What the fuck are we gonna do now, man?" young Ronnie asked weakly, ducking down with his cousin and poking his cock back into his pants. "They saw us, Steve! They saw us! That guy's gonna kill us!"
"Get the fuck outta here! Fast! Here the fucker comes!" Steve whispered, hearing the man's boots cracking against the cold snow.
The terrified boys ducked around the opposite side of the cabin and ran as fast as their young legs could carry them. They stopped outside their cabin and took a few deep breaths, looking over their shoulders to see if the angry man was still behind them.
"That's twice in one day, man!" Steve said breathlessly, remembering how they had been caught in the act of jacking off by Ronnie's mother.
"We're gonna get it yet, Steve!" Ronnie managed to laugh softly.
The boys had quite a surprise in store for them inside their cabin.
Chapter Five
Rhoda screamed at the top of her voice when Steve and Ronnie burst into the room and found her working the lips of her cunt with wildly dancing fingers. She thought she would die of shock when she realized the full horror of her predicament. She thought she had locked the door before she had started diddling her wet cunt, but the old lock had failed to catch. She stared at the boys, who stared back at her with wide-open mouths. She leg was still raised before her, her foot resting on the edge of the dresser, her naked cunt gaped, her pussy seethed with wild lust. She had involuntarily turned toward the boys the instant they had burst in on her, opening her twat even more in the process.
With a shrill cry, she tore her hand away from her sopping wet sex and jumped away from the dresser, turning her back on the boys and trying to hide her pussy by clamping her naked legs together. She knew that the boys could still see the downy tuft of hair between her asscheeks, knew that they were getting an eyeful of her full ass.
"Jeez, Mom! I . . . Goddam! I . . . I'm sorry, Mom!" Steve almost cried, unable for some strange reason to tear his eyes away from her naked ass.
"Yeah, Aunt Rhoda! We didn't know! We . . . we couldn't help it, Aunt Rhoda! God! What do you want us to do?" her nephew gasped.
Rhoda heard the boys' tearful voices and suddenly realized that they were as upset about their discovery of her as she was. In fact, she thought, the boys sounded even more frightened than she was. She suddenly became conscious once again of the wild sensations that blazed in her wet cunt. Only moments before her mind and body were seething with depraved thought of the two boys and her pretty sister. And now Steve and Ronnie were standing there in the tiny motel room with her. They had to know what she had been doing to herself. They might have been young, but there wasn't total innocence. In fact, the woman knew, both boys could be pretty devilish at times. They knew that she had been masturbating. At least they didn't know what wild thoughts had been racing around in her head.
Rhoda's state of self-inspired excitement was gripping her even now, even though she was shivering with fear and trying desperately to hide her pussy. She didn't know exactly what was happening to her, but she did know that something was about to happen inside her that would change her life and the lives of her son and nephew. She had the depraved urge to seduce both boys, no matter how taboo the act.
The hot-assed thirty-seven-year-old woman summoned all her courage and all her natural seductiveness. She somehow managed to stop herself from shivering and turned around to face Steve and Ronnie. She took her hands away from the sexy nest of her pussy and let the boys feast their eyes. She saw both boys stare wildly between her legs for a moment. She smiled when she saw them start blinking nervously and trying to look away, as if deathly afraid to stare at the part of her naked body that they apparently longed to see.
"D-do you want us t-to leave or somethin'?" Steve asked hoarsely, afraid to look into his mother's eyes.
"I don't think so, Steve. It's too cold outside, isn't it?" she smiled.
"Gosh, Mom! We'll go out if you want us to!" Steve said, suddenly remembering that they didn't dare go outside now that the man from the other cabin was out there looking for them.
"I think you boys have been out in the cold enough for tonight. I can't have you catching cold. After all, Ronnie, Marie trusted me with you, didn't she? I can't bring you back to her in the morning with sniffles," she said calmly. "What on earth are you boys staring at?" she said with a wicked little smile, watching the boys wince suddenly.
"Uh . . . golly, Mom! You're . . . well. . . gee whiz! You're . . ." the woman's son stumbled, his voice tied in knots.
"Of course I am, Steve! Aren't you naked when you take a shower?" she asked with a casual wave of her hand. "You boys get ready for bed while I take my shower. And no more silliness. You act like you've never seen a naked woman before!" she said in a low, controlled voice, sauntering into the bathroom.
Rhoda closed the door behind her but changed her mind at the last minute and opened it again. She suddenly felt that there was no need for privacy in the cozy little cabin, not tonight. She stepped into the warm shower and began soaping herself, luxuriating in the warmth of the suds and the skin-tingling massage of the falling spray.
She was also luxuriating in the feeling of satisfaction that coursed through her. She had taken the right step, she knew, had taken the step that would lead to the night of depraved lust that she longed for so desperately. By putting on the guise of cool femininity even in the heat that burned inside her, she had started teasing the boys. She intended to continue teasing them all night, intended teasing them until they could not resist her womanly charms, intended to have the boys even if they were her fifteen-year-old son and her fourteen-year-old nephew.
Rhoda ran the soapy cloth all over her naked body, thrilling to the silky smoothness of her naked flesh. She knew how confused the boys were as they got ready for bed, knew that all sorts of wild thoughts had to be racing through their impressionable young minds.
She had never before exposed herself to her son, and certainly not to her nephew. Apart from her initial reaction to her discovery, she had acted with amazing coolness. She had been on the brink of panic herself at the time, but she knew that her show of f*\m had seemed to the boys to be natural. She hoped that she had struck them as lascivious. Just to be sure that they got the message, she started talking to them through the open door, rubbing her soapy cloth over the gash of her seething cunt all the while, thrilling to the tingles and twitches that her self-manipulation inspired deep in her blazing pussy.
"Steve, did you like what you saw?" she called, just loudly enough to make her voice carry over the sound of the shower spray.
Steve and Ronnie looked at each other dumbly. Neither boy could believe what was happening to them. Could she possibly be referring to the wild fucking they had witnessed in the cabin? How could she possibly know about that? She couldn't be talking about seeing her naked! That was too much to believe! How could a woman ask a question like that of her own son and her nephew?
It wasn't bad enough that the boys had caught her naked like that. She had actually been playing with her twat! She had been masturbating just the way Ronnie had said his mother had been when he had peeked in on her in the bathroom! And apart from one scream, she hadn't seemed a bit embarrassed. In fact she had allowed the boys to look at her without even trying to hide her nakedness! What was she up to? Steve had never known her to behave like that. Ronnie had never known his aunt to behave with such calm lewdness either.
Ronnie and Steve, in addition to their confusion over Rhoda's behavior, had another problem to contend with. Their young responsive dicks were still as hard as rocks from their interrupted masturbation session outside the cabin window. Their firm young hard-ons made big stiff bulges down the legs of their pants. Their sperm-filled nuts ached with tension, and Rhoda wasn't making things any easier for them with her teasing. In fact, both boys were already starting to have wicked thoughts about her.
Steve could still see her spread cunt all exposed to him as she diddled her pussy in front of the mirror. Ronnie couldn't banish from his memory the sight of her naked ass, all sleek and firm, the downy tuft of her cunt peeking out at him from between her naked asscheeks. Both boys knew that it was awfully nasty to think such things about her, considering that she was so closely related to them, but they couldn't help themselves. When she really started pouring it on, they were beyond hope.
"Steve? Are you boys still there?" she asked calmly.
"Uh .. . yeah, Mom . . . we're out here . . ." the fifteen-year-old replied, looking down at the bulge of his dick.
The boys knew they would have to undress for bed eventually, although they had no idea how they could in their homy state. They looked at each other desperately, each hoping that the other could think of a way out, or at least an explanation of what was happening to them.
"Then why don't you answer your mother, Steve?" she called. "Did you like what you saw this evening?"
"Uh ... you . .. you mean . . ." the boy said weakly, shaking his head in disbelief.
"My body, silly!" she said, pressing her clit with the soapy washcloth, making a wicked thrill race through her body. "Did you like your mother's body?"
"I . . . Jesus Christ, Mom! I ... I don't know what to say! Did I . . . like your body?" the kid asked nervously, his cock jerking between his tense legs.
"Yes, Steve. Did you like seeing me naked for the first time?" she asked coolly.
Rhoda didn't hear a reply, but then she hadn't really expected to. What could her own son possibly say to such a dirty question?
"How about you, Ronnie? Did you like my tits?" she said, feeling wanton and increasingly depraved.
"Did I what?" the boy said in a squeaky voice. "Did you like my little titties? And how was my ass?" she asked wantonly, her cunt blazing with sex-heat.
Once again the boys were silent. It was time, she decided, to launch in earnest her attack on their youthful libidos. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, toweling herself dry quickly and rubbing her naked skin until she tingled all over. She stopped before the bathroom mirror for just a moment, admiring her naked form. She could do it. She could reduce her two young relatives to sex-slaves. She had to try.
"There! That feels much better!" she said crisply, stepping out into the crowded motel room in naked splendor.
The boys were sitting on the edges of their respective cots, still fully clothed, still afraid to undress in Rhoda's presence for fear that she might see their stiff rods. She watched the boys stare at her as she entered the room, watched their young eyes flash between her naked breasts and the fuzzy nest of her luscious pussy. She leaned up against the wall for a moment or two and let the frightened kids have a good look at her naked charms.
"You boys are just all eyes, aren't you?" she said at length, giggling inside when they both turned their backs to her in deference to her nakedness. "You know, boys, you still haven't answered my question. Do you like my body?" she asked, refusing to let her son and nephew off the hook. "Do you think I'm well preserved for an old lady of thirty-seven?"
"Gosh yeah!" Ronnie said, his mouth falling open. "I ... I mean ... I didn't mean you're well preserved for an old lady ... I mean . . ." the boy stammered, still afraid to look at his lovely naked aunt.
"Just exactly what do you mean, Ronnie dear?" she smiled playfully. "Am I well preserved for an old lady?"
"Gosh no, Aunt Rhoda! I... I mean . . . you're not an old lady! Jesus! You're beautiful!" Ronnie blurted, a shiver running through him when he heard what he had said.
"That's more like it, darling boy! A girl likes to hear things like that about herself, especially from a handsome boy like my nephew!" Rhoda said sweetly, moving closer to the boy. "Why don't you turn around and look at me, Ronnie? There's nothing to be afraid of! I'm just standing here as naked as the day I was born! That surely isn't anything to be ashamed of! Is it, Ronnie?" she asked in a seductive and cool voice.
"I ... I guess not, Aunt Rhoda . . . but . . . gosh . . ." the boy struggled, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Why . . . why are you doin' this? I mean . . . uh . . . why are you naked?" the boy asked, his voice quavering.
"Yeah, Mom! I've never . . . seen you like that!" Steve said throatily, looking down at his feet.
"I think it's high time that you learned what a woman looks like under all her clothes, Steve dear. And what an excellent opportunity this is to show you. We're here all alone in this nice cozy little motel room. There's nobody to interrupt us. We could do all sorts of things together!" she smiled. "That Is if you boys are interested. But I'm not sure you are. You seem to be more interested in looking at your own shoes than at me!" she said with a pout.
"What kind of things, Aunt Rhoda?" Ronnie asked huskily, daring to look his naked aunt in the eye.
"Oh, I don't know, Ronnie . . . whatever comes into our heads. Is anything coming into your head right now?" she smiled, her lovely lips curling in a wicked smile, a smile that quickly caused Ronnie's eyes to fall to the floor.
"You're awfully shy, Ronnie! You too, Steve!" Rhoda said. "I can't believe that you boys are so innocent! You must have some idea of what I have in mind for us tonight!" she said. "You must have some idea what wonderful ideas I have for the evening, otherwise you wouldn't be so embarrassed. Isn't that right, boys?"
"God, Mom! I don't get it! What's goin' on?" Steve gasped.
"If I have to put it to you more bluntly, boys . . ." she said, pausing for a moment while the boys listened intently to her every word. "I'm as horny as a bitch in heat and I need two hot cocks!"
Rhoda was silent for a moment. She heard the sharp intake of breath from both boys when they heard her speak so wantonly. She saw their backs tense suddenly, saw their bodies go stiff with tension.
"Something tells me you get the message now!" she laughed. "You seem nervous all of a sudden, boys! Am I frightening you? You really mustn't be afraid of me, lovers! I'm just homier than usual and you darling boys are the only men around! I hope you don't mind if I take advantage of you for one night!" she smiled.
"But what are you gonna do to us?" Ronnie gasped.
"Silly! Do to you? I'm not going to do anything to you, Ronnie! I'm going to do things for you! And you're going to do things for me! You boys don't know how I'm suffering! My pussy feels like it's on fire! I've been horny for months! You surely don't want me to suffer! Especially not when you can help me so easily! Now aren't you two strong young studs willing to help me feel better?" Rhoda asked, feeling lascivious beyond belief.
"But you're my Mom! I can't do anything! Jesus Christ! You can't... we can't.. ." Steve rasped, turning and staring at his naked mother.
Steve had never seen a woman look so wanton, so hot with lust. The only girl he had fucked had been afraid of him, afraid that he might hurt her. She had only let him sink his dick into her after weeks of begging on his part. But his mother was begging him for it. But her begging wasn't really begging in desperation. She was telling him to make her feel better just as if she were telling him to take out the garbage. She was his mother, after all, and he knew that he had to do anything she asked of him, even this!
"We can do anything we wish. Who's going to find out about it? You boys act as if this is all completely new to you. Tell me the truth, boys, haven't you wanted to see what I look like under my clothes?" she asked. "Be honest now! Steve, haven't you wondered what my tits look like? Haven't you thought of seeing my little cunnie? And you, Ronnie, haven't you wondered what your own mother was like in her birthday suit? Marie has an awfully pretty birthday suit, I can assure you! Do you like mine, boys?"
Rhoda sat down next to Steve and rested her hand on the boy's broad shoulder. She felt his muscles responding to her loving touch. She squeezed his shoulder and kissed him gently behind the ear.
"Steve, darling, why don't you sit over there with Ronnie? I have something to show you, something that I think you might like," she said in a half-whisper, pointing to the cot opposite Steve's. "You don't mind if I show you my body do you?"
Steve jumped up on her order and sat next to Ronnie. Steve's luscious naked mother was sitting directly opposite him, her breasts and furry cunt just begging to be looked at. Neither boy could bear to raise his eyes to drink in her perfection. She was driving both boys wild inside, making their cocks kick between their legs like frisky colts. There was no more doubting what she wanted of them. She had told them plainly that she wanted them for sexual purposes and although neither boy could quite believe it, there was no resisting her strange desires.
"Steve, darling, haven't you always wanted to look at me?" she asked in an earnest whisper.
"Yeah," Steve said almost inaudibly, shame apparent in his young voice.
"It's good to hear you admit it, Steve. I've always wanted to see you too, Steve, when you're sexually excited that is . . . when you have a hard-on," Rhoda hissed, her cunt steaming with sex-heat. "Don't be surprised, darling. I'm quite certain that most mothers entertain such nasty ideas about their sons, especially if they've gone without sex as long as I have. I just can't help myself. You know, Steve, I haven't had a really satisfying screw since your father . . . well . . . you know. My pussy simply itches for fucking and sucking!" the hot-assed woman said, opening her legs.
The cot on which the boys sat nervously was just far enough away from Rhoda to afford them a good look at the treasures she was about to offer them. They could hardly avoid seeing her naked flesh. She attracted their attention like a magnet, drawing their eves to her naked body.
"Your daddy used to fuck me beautifully! It's a shame he had to have more than one woman, Steve. I was really quite happy with him. You remind me so much of him, darling! You have the same grin, and your body is so much like his. You're so strong and handsome. Sometimes my cunt gets all hot and wet when I think about you, dear. I've dreamed of having you in bed with me! Have you ever thought of fucking me, Steve?" she asked sweetly, spreading her legs still wider.
"Sometimes," Steve whispered, knowing that there was no way to keep his deep desires a secret now.
"That's my boy! Be brave, darling! And how about you, Ronnie? Have you ever thought of having sex with your mother?" she smiled, catching the boy's eyes and holding them as if in a trance.
"Uh-huh . . ." Ronnie nodded nervously.
"Has Marie ever done anything like this for you, Ronnie? Has she ever let you look at her body?" Rhoda asked, her heart fluttering when she thought of her lovely sister.
"Gosh no! Uh-uh!" Ronnie rasped.
"Have you ever seen a woman before . . . naked I mean?" she asked, her twat twitching between her spread legs.
"No, Aunt Rhoda," the boy swallowed.
"And you, Steve? Something tells me that you're not quite as innocent as you sometimes seem, darling!" she said with a wicked smile.
"Uh . . . yeah . . . I've seen ... a girl . . ." the boy said deep in his tense throat.
"Wonderful! Have you touched a girl's body?" Rhoda asked, feeling a nasty shiver through every fiber of her being as she pried into her son's private affairs.
"Yeah . . ." the boy choked.
"Have you . . . have you fucked a girl, Steve?" Rhoda asked breathlessly, her body on fire with passion.
"Just once . . . gosh ... do I have to tell you?" the boy stumbled.
"You already have, Steve darling. My God, Steve! I didn't realize you were so bold. Who was the lucky girl?" she asked, barely able to keep herself from tearing off her son's clothes and pulling him into bed with her.
"Millie Wainwright," Steve replied weakly.
"Millie Wainwright," Rhoda said thoughtfully. "Millie's a very pretty little girl. You couldn't have done better for yourself, darling. Is she as sexy as I am?" she asked teasingly.
"Uh . . . gosh, Mom! I ... I don't know ... I mean ... I guess not. . ." the boy stammered, not really knowing who was the more beautiful of the two women in his life.
"Did you enjoy fucking her, son?" she asked mercilessly.
"Uh-huh," the boy rasped, his throat as dry as dust.
"Was she hot? Did she like having your cock in her pussy?" the hot-assed mother asked, watching the boy squirm on the cot before her. "Did she beg for more?"
"Uh . . . well... I don't know, Mom ... I mean ... well... she was kinda ... kinda scared at first..." the boy stumbled, remembering how Millie had tried to repulse his eager advances.
"She must have been a virgin then, Steve! Was she afraid of your big hard cock, son?" Rhoda asked in a voice brimming with lust.
"Yeah," the boy admitted, hoping against hope that his mother hadn't noticed how huge and hard his dick was.
"My goodness, darling! I certainly don't blame the girl! Your penis must be enormous. I think you take after your father, Steve. Dave had a cock like a baseball bat, and just as hard!" she smiled, enjoying the way she was torturing her son.
"Mom, don't! Please don't talk like that! I ... I can't take it! Don't!" Steve begged, his cock throbbing in his jeans.
"What's the matter, Steve? Am I making my darling boy homy? I should be ashamed of myself! Doing such a thing to my own son! You must hurt terribly between those big strong legs of yours! Your nuts must be crammed into your pants down there! There isn't much room in your pants for your big beautiful balls and that big cock of yours, especially when it swells up and gets that big!" the homy mother said in a voice full of lust.
Rhoda watched the boy wince when she pointed to the long thick bulge of his hard dick. She watched young Ronnie staring at his cousin's hard dick out of the comer of his eye. A glance down at Ronnie's pants told her that he was just as homy as Steve was. Things were working out beautifully for her. She was thrilled at the ease with which she had taken her first step into wild incest. She knew that she would thoroughly enjoy her exploration of the world of depraved fucking with her son and nephew, knew that she would enjoy fucking the two boys in spite of all the social taboos involved.
"Ronnie, darling, am I making you horny too?" she asked in mock amazement, staring at the long bulge of the fourteen-year-old boy's throbbing prick. "Imagine getting such a hard-on for your own aunt! Shame on you, Ronnie! I should tell your mother!" she said in fake seriousness.
"I can't help it, Aunt Rhoda! Honest! You won't tell Mom will you?" the boy begged, his rod throbbing.
"I don't think so, Ronnie. I won't tell her if you promise to keep this evening a secret. Agreed?" she asked.
"Uh-huh . . ." the boy said barely audibly.
"You boys are really terribly nervous! Why don't you both relax while I let you examine my body. Would you like to look at my tits, boys? You don't mind sharing me do you?" she asked, smiling when she saw the boys look at each other and shake their heads negatively in reply. "Wonderful! We should have great fun! Just try to relax, boys!" she smiled, lifting her fine globes in her hands and offering them to the boys with the wantonness of a slut.
Rhoda watched with wicked joy as the boys -stared uncontrollably at her offered tits. She watched their young eyes widen as they drank in her womanly perfection. She knew that she had them where she wanted them now, knew that they were firmly caught in her web of seduction. With a shiver she rubbed her thumbs over her areolas and made her tit-peaks stiffen and stand out temptingly- "See how hard my nipples are getting, boys? I'm getting hotter by the second! Just being near you two young studs is making me hot all over! I see you like my breasts. Do you like my belly too?" she asked, running her hands over her silken belly, arching her back slightly.
The boys stared in rapt attention as Rhoda's hands smoothed down over her beautiful belly all the way to her naked thighs. Their young eyes blazed with excitement. Their cocks throbbed in their pants. Their sperm-filled nuts churned with pent-up excitement. Their eyes almost popped out when she let her silken hands caress the downy nest of her seething pussy. They watched wide-eyed as the hot-assed woman spread her legs even farther apart and opened her sex to them.
Rhoda trembled inside as she looked down between her legs and framed the warm nest of her twat between her thumbs and forefingers. She wiggled her thumbs for a moment in the down of her sex-nest. The boys were glued to her every move. She slowly opened her legs wider and wider and wider, opened them until they were almost at right angles to her body. Her rosy gash opened all by itself, the hot lips of her musky cunt stretched and tempting. She knew that the boys could see all the way inside her with a little effort.
"I gather that you darlings approve of my pussy too," she smiled coolly. "It makes me all warm inside to know that you two handsome young men find my cunt interesting enough to hold your attention! Feast your eyes! Don't be ashamed! I just love showing you my cunt!" she hissed.
Wild with depraved incestuous lust, Rhoda reached between her spread legs and grasped the ragged lips of her twat. She tugged gently at her twat-lips, opening her cunt obscenely. Her gash was wet with pussy-juice, wet and seething with a life of its own. She could almost feel her cunt moving inside her, driving her wild with excitement. She had to feel a warm hand on her naked cunt-flesh, had to feel her own son's hand on her most private place.
"Steve, darling, why don't you and I teach Ronnie a few things about fucking? You know much more about the subject than Ronnie does since you've already screwed a girl. Wouldn't you like to learn a few secrets the easy way, Ronnie dear?" the wild-assed older woman asked.
"But I only did it once ... I ... I mean . . ." Steve gasped. "I can't do anything like that. . . not to you ... I mean .. . gosh, Mom ... you're my mom!"
"Ronnie, darling, wouldn't you like to learn a few things?" she asked, ignoring her son's protests.
Rhoda laughed when she saw Ronnie nod in agreement. She looked at her son and watched him glance over at his cousin.
"What're you doin', Ronnie?" Steve whined. "I ... I can't... .not to my mom! It. . . it wouldn't be right!"
"I know, Steve darling! It wouldn't be 'right'! It would be dirty and taboo! But I think we'll enjoy it all the more because it's so dirty! The nasty things are always the most fun! I think you know that by now, Steve!" she cooed.
Steve looked down sheepishly. He had to admit she was right. The bad things were always more fun. She had a way of convincing him of things. She seemed to know him better than he did. There was no resisting her advances. His nuts were going wild for her, and he thought she knew it.
"Watch and listen for a while, Ronnie. You'll learn a few things you won't soon forget. You'll learn a few things too, Steve," she smiled.
Steve grinned sheepishly and Rhoda felt her cunt melting. It was the first time her son had expressed anything but his natural fear and reluctance. His mischievous nature and his usual daring were beginning to show themselves. Rhoda knew that things would be easier for her now. Steve would learn fast to enjoy her charms, and Ronnie was sure to follow his cousin's lead.
"Show Ronnie where my clit it, Son," she breathed softly, giving her son a look of encouragement.
Steve couldn't quite believe that his mother was really asking him to show his younger cousin her clitoris, but he felt his hand reaching out for her pussy anyway.
"It's right there," he said in a hoarse voice, pointing to the upper part of her split cunt.
"Don't just tell him, Steve! Show him! Don't be afraid! Touch me there, Steve! Touch my clit like a good boy!" she smiled, dying to feel her boy's nervous finger on the blazing bud of her clit.
Rhoda trembled deep inside when she felt her son's fingertips against the hot spot between her legs. It was a thrill she would never forget. She felt her cunt twitching, felt it seething inside when the warmth of the boy's finger saturated it. His finger was only against her clitoris for a second at first. He jerked his hand back as if he had been shocked.
"Don't be afraid, Steve! I want you to do something for me, darling. I want you to put your finger right up against my clitty and rub it for me while Ronnie watches. I want Ronnie to see what happens to a woman when a boy does that for her. Do you understand, Steve?" she smiled sweetly, looking into her son's glittering eyes.
"Gosh, Mom! You really mean it?" Steve asked in wonderment.
"I mean it, Steve! Watch closely, Ronnie! I may ask you to do the same for me later!" she said, falling back on the cot, letting her legs hang over the edge, opening her cunt lewdly for the boys' inspection. "Rub my clit! I'm dying for it!" she hissed.
Rhoda shook suddenly when she felt her son's finger on her sensitive feminine flesh. This time he left his finger in place, pressing it against her bud but not moving it, at least not at first. Rhoda could almost feel the hot juices percolating inside her snatch, could almost feel her musky twat getting wetter and wetter by the second in response to her son's nervous manipulations.
"Move your finger, Steve! I want you to rub my clit until I tell you to stop! Stroke it! Gently, son! God! That's perfect! You don't know how that makes my pussy feel, darling! Oh but you do that beautifully! Keep doing it for me, lover! You are my lover, you know! You're my lover and my son! Doesn't it drive you wild inside, Steve! You're my fifteen-year-old son and you're playing with your mother's cunt!" she hissed, her cunt boiling over with excitement. "You wonderful, handsome, willing young stud! You're driving me crazy!" she cried.
Steve moved his nervous finger over the silken flesh of his mother's pussy. The slightly swollen bud of her clit seemed to be on fire, seemed to be glowing with sex-heat. Every time the tip of his finger passed over the jiggling little finger of flesh between his mother's legs, he felt her body shake slightly. He knew that her clit was as sensitive as the head of his cock, knew that she had to be going wild inside, knew that she had to be feeling at least as hot as he would if she touched the head of his hard dick. Just the thought of having her finger on the hard end of his rod made it throb with renewed vigor between his tense young legs.
"Put your finger in my cunt now, Steve! Stick your finger in your mother's pussy! Watch, Ronnie! Doesn't it make your dick hot, Ronnie! You're watching your cousin finger-fuck his mother! Put it in, darling! Put your finger in my juicy snatch! Oh Jesus! That's beautiful! I love it! Stick it in farther! Oh God! It feels like a small prick in my pussy! Watch it, Ronnie! Watch his finger go in and out of my twat! Move it, Steve! Please! Move it in and out! Oh Steve! Steve! I can feel your knuckles banging up against my cunt! My cunt is sucking your finger right inside it! It's making my pussy hot! Put two fingers inside me now! Two! That's right, Steve! Now three! Jesus! You're stretching my cunt! I'll bet Millie Wainwright wouldn't let you do this to her! Her pussy couldn't stand it! I can stand it, Steve! I can take your whole strong hand inside me! Fuck me with your fingers! Fuck me with your whole hand! Shove your hand inside me!" the wild mother cried, her cunt dying for stimulation as it never had before.
Steve by now had moved closer to his mother's naked body. He was getting bolder now, much bolder. The scent and sight of his mother's naked sex and the ball-stirring sound of her seductive voice all worked together to intoxicate him. At first he had been ashamed of doing anything to her, not only because he had thought it was wrong but because his younger cousin was sitting close by. Now, however, he was beyond questions of morality, beyond embarrassment too. He was beginning to enjoy letting Ronnie see what he was doing to his horny mother. It was the dirtiest thing the boy had ever done, and it was making him homy beyond belief.
Steve had slowly inserted first one finger, then two, then three, and so on until his entire hand was buried between his mother's striving legs. Her legs moved in and out as he stretched her pussy, moved with some mysterious and seductive rhythm, moved with the mind-bending rhythm of hot fuck-lust.
"Move your whole hand in and out of my cunt! Slowly, Steve! It's so big! I don't want you to hurt me! God! It's stretching my pussy beautifully! In and out! Yes! Yesssssssss!" the homy woman hissed in the heat of her lust. "Fuck me! Fist-fuck the piss out of me! Fuck me, Son!" she cried.
Steve moved his hand in and out of her sucking cunt with a passion. He didn't know how she could possibly take his big hand inside her like that, but he knew that she was enjoying the sensation. He had never felt anything so strangely exciting. Her inner cunt worked against his fist just like Millie's cunt had worked against his cock. He felt her pussy sucking at his hand, seeming to draw it into her deeper and deeper. It wasn't long before part of his arm was buried in her pussy. His fist-fucking pace grew faster and faster the more she encouraged him. Before too long his fist was going in and out of her musky channel so fast that it made wet slurping sounds.
Ronnie was going nuts with excitement as he watched Steve fuck the piss out of his mother with his hand. He had never seen anything as wild as that. The scent of her musky cunt was driving him wild. He couldn't help wanting to bury his young face between her legs and taste her cunt to see if it tasted as good as it smelled. He had leaned closer and closer to her open pussy as he watched with ever-increasing excitement his cousin's fist-fucking manipulations. By now his face was very close to her creamy snatch. His head touched his cousin's arm as he rammed his fist in and out of his mother's fuck-hole.
"Oh boys! Boys! You're making me so homy! I've never been this hot in my life! Why didn't I think of this before?" Rhoda cried, holding her naked breasts in her hands and kneading them gently while she thrilled to the cunt-melting sensations between her legs.
Steve began twisting his hand inside his mother's steaming cunt. She hadn't told him to move his hand that way inside her, but he somehow got the feeling that she might enjoy the sensation. When he realized how right he was, he felt suddenly proud of himself. He had done something on his own that she seemed to enjoy. He looked down at Ronnie and grinned a dirty grin.
"My God, Steve! What are you doing?" the hot-assed mother cried. "Oh Lord! That feels wonderful inside me! Do that some more! Twist your fist inside me! Oh Steve! I can feel your knuckles rubbing against the inside of my pussy! It's so beautiful! So very beautiful!" she gasped. "Keep doing it to me! I think I'm going to flash in a moment! I think your hand is making my cunt flash, darling! I'm coming! Oh God! Keep fist-fucking me! Hard! Harder! Faster! Faster! Do it to me, Steve! Screw me with your hand, Son! Oh Christ! I'm coming! Coming! Oh Steve! STEVE!" Rhoda cried as her pussy flashed off in the wildest climax of her life.
"Are ... are you ... are you really comin'?" Steve asked, his mouth wide open. "Did I really do that to you?" her son gasped.
"Oh yes! Yessssssss! You did it to me!" she hissed through gritted teeth as her body tensed suddenly. "You did it to me, Steve! And you'll do it to me again and again! Oh Christ! This is so beautiful!"
Steve and Ronnie looked at the lovely woman and watched her luscious body relax as suddenly as it had tensed. Her body seemed to melt into one continuous curve of warm feminine flesh. She lay there on the cot panting softly, her eyes lightly closed, her long hair surrounding her head like a fluffy cloud. All the energy seemed to be drained from her naked body. The boys were almost afraid to touch her for some mysterious reason.
Steve felt her pussy loosening its grasp on his impaled hand. He slowly withdrew his hand from his mother's relaxing cunt. The boys were almost afraid to breathe for fear of waking her from the strange half-sleep that seemed to have come over her. Steve looked at his wet hand when he had withdrawn it from her snatch. His arm was wet with sex-juice. He couldn't resist the urge to raise his hand to his mouth and flick out his tongue to taste her cunt-fluids.
"Are ... are you all right, Aunt Rhoda?" Ronnie asked weakly.
"I'm all right, Ronnie," she said softly. "In fact, darlings, I've never felt better in my life!" she added, raising her head and looking at her son as he licked his wet hand. "I think it's time I made you boys as happy as you've made me!" she smiled. "I'm going to suck your dicks!"
Chapter Six
"Jesus, Mom! You really mean it?" Steve asked amazedly. "You really gonna suck us off?"
"You want me to, don't you?" she asked with wet lips.
"Gosh yeah!" Ronnie piped up.
"I thought you might like the idea! You boys are becoming more and more lecherous by the minute!" Rhoda laughed, the warmth of her recent orgasm still flooding her naked body.
The boys' eyes roved over her naked form, twinkling with youthful lust as they drank in her beauty. Her recent sex-flash seemed to have made her body glow with a deep pink freshness. Her skin begged to be stroked. Her softly swelling breasts begged to be fondled. Her asscheeks begged to be squeezed and caressed. She was all lascivious seductiveness from head to toe.
"Stand up, boys!" she cooed. "I have a treat for you! Stand in front of me, darlings! That's right. Hold on now, boys! I'm going to feel your hard cocks through your pants!" she said wickedly, reaching between the boys' legs and placing a palm over each kid's throbbing organ.
Rhoda felt their bodies stiffen when she laid her warm hands on their young cocks. The heat of their jerking irons almost burned her hand. She had noticed how big and hard their cocks looked in their pants, but when she felt them with her own two hands she was thoroughly amazed at their length and thickness. They were exactly what she needed to fill her cunt-longed-for cock-flesh. She could hardly wait to get their dicks out of their tight pants and plunge down on them, could hardly wait to take their meat-sticks into her mouth and suck on them until they could stand no more.
"Your cocks must feel terribly cramped in your pants, boys! Would you like me to take them out for you?" she smiled.
"God yeah!" Steve rasped.
"Gosh yeah, Aunt Rhoda! Will you?" Ronnie said excitedly, his cock beating hard beneath the lovely woman's warm hand.
"I'll take them out for you and do lots of other nasty things for you, boys. I'll do almost anything for you...just because I love you both!" she smiled. "My goodness, boys, your crotches are swelling so much that your zippers are ready to tear open all by themselves."
Alive with passion for her son and her young nephew, Rhoda tugged down their tightly stretched zippers, unzipping both boys' pants at the same time. She didn't try to hide her obvious hunger for their young dicks and balls as she slowly opened their pants. She stared at each boy's crotch in turn, her eyes flashing from one to the other, trying desperately to keep her eyes on both cocks at once. Her eyes wild with lust, the horny woman reached into their pants and grabbed the hard roots of their cocks right near their furry groins.
"Do you boys like that?" she asked, hearing their sharp intake of breath. "If you like that, I'm sure you'll just love having your dicks sucked!" she breathed softly, taking her hands away from their hard rods just long enough to unbuckle their belts and unsnap their pants.
The horny woman pushed the boys' pants down around their knees and stared hungrily at the hard dicks that jerked free of their pant legs and snapped up against their lean stomachs. Without touching their rods, fighting off the urge to wrap her lips around them, she began unbuttoning their shirts in turn. When she had succeeded in baring the fronts of their young bodies, she told them to take off their shirts. The boys obeyed eagerly, no longer embarrassed about their nakedness in her seductive presence. She held their shirts in her hands and smiled up at them.
"You won't be needing these any more, boys!" she laughed, throwing their shirts over her shoulder. "You will be needing these, however!" she added with a giggle, wrapping her warm fingers around the boys' turgid cocks and squeezing hard, making their bodies stiffen. "Come closer to me, boys! I want to suck your darling cocks! You don't mind, do you?" she asked, pulling them even closer to her.
"God no, Aunt Rhoda! This is wild! Wow!" Ronnie gasped.
"Yeah, Mom! I can't believe this is really happenin'!" Steve said in a throaty voice.
"Perhaps this will convince you that you're not dreaming!" she said, bending her lovely head toward her son's rampant erection and pressing her lips against the head of his dick.
"Oh shit! Shit! Sheeeeeeeit!" Steve gasped when he felt his mother's warm wet lips on his most sensitive place.
"You like?" she asked, looking up at her boy with glittering eyes.
"Oh shit yeah!" Steve said breathlessly.
"Your turn, Ronnie!" she said, turning to her young nephew, whose mouth was wide open in amazement. "Hold on!" she added just before she wrapped her lips around the bulging shaft of his erect cock.
"Jeeeeeeeez!" Ronnie cried in a high whining voice. "I didn't know it'd be like that!" the boy gasped as shocks of sexual electricity shot through his tense young testicles.
"We haven't even started yet, lover!" she said, taking her mouth away from her nephew's towering rod. "I don't know how to go about this fairly, boys. I want to suck both of you but I can hardly do it for both of you at once! I could never in all the world get both of those monstrous cocks into my little mouth! Steve, darling, do you mind if I start with Ronnie, since he hasn't had all the experience with this sort of thing that you have?" she asked playfully.
"Sure, Mom! Gosh! Anything you wanna do is just fine with me!" Steve replied, his balls squirming in his slightly hairy scrotal sac.
"Are you really gonna do that to me first?
Wow!" Ronnie gasped, his dick jerking hard and fast against his naked stomach.
Rhoda traced a line with her fingernail down the boy's cock from the underside of the purplish head to the root of his tool. She felt his body shiver as she stimulated his aching erection.
"Steve, darling, would you do anything in the world for me? Anything at all?" she asked, smiling up at her handsome young son.
"Yeah, Mom! Anything! Honest!" the boy said eagerly.
"Then I want you to sit between my legs while I suck Ronnie's dick, Steve. And I want you to lick my cunt!" she said, her voice ringing with lustiness.
"L-lick your . . . your cunt. . . ?" Steve choked.
"That's right, Steve! I want you to run that tongue of yours up and down the crack between my legs and make my pussy all hot and wet! I want you to drink up my pussy-juices until I scream!" the homy and depraved mother told her son. "Get between my legs, Steve! Hurry, lover! I don't think I can wait another second!"
Steve scrambled into position between his mother's spread legs. The fifteen-year-old boy sat between his mother's legs cross-legged and stared into the open gash of her wet seething cunt. He had never seen anything so wet and pink-looking in his life. He wanted to press his lips against the wet flesh of her hot-pink cunt, wanted to bury his face between her naked legs and rub his cheeks against the wet crack of her cunt, wanted to bury his eager tongue between the ragged lips of her sex and slurp up her cunt-juices until they filled his mouth.
"Are you ready, Steve?" Rhoda asked, feeling her pussy tensing strangely.
The boy looked up and nodded, his young eyes afire with incestuous lust for his mother and the depraved pleasures she was about to bring him.
"Suck me then, Steve! Don't be afraid! I want your head between my legs. I want your tongue in my twat! I want your lips on my clit! I want your nose up against the lips of my pussy! I want you! I want you eating out my cunt! I'm so hot for it! I'm so goddam hot and homy tonight, Steve! Eat me! Eat my fucking cunt!" Rhoda cried.
The homy thirty-seven-year-old wanton cried out in a shrill voice when she felt her son's warm and loving face suddenly go between her naked legs. The feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Dave had licked her pussy again and again. Other men had sucked her cunt too. But nothing could compare to the thrill her own son's face between her legs brought her. There was something dirty and taboo about the act that made her belly squirm and her mind swim with all sorts of wild thoughts and feelings. The depravity of letting her teenage son slurp at her twat was making her hotter and hotter by the second.
"Jesus! Oh Steve! Steve! What are you doing to me? Oh God! This is beautiful, Steve! This is so beautiful! Lick me! Oh yes! Oh yes, Son!" she cried as she felt the boy's tongue darting wildly all over the flesh of her sex. "Don't ever stop eating me! Don't you ever stop!" she cried, plunging down suddenly over the hard shaft of Ronnie's young cock.
Steve was intoxicated by the scent and taste of his mother's seething pussy. He was overcome with lust, overcome with the strangest feelings he had ever felt. He loved her as a mother of course, but suddenly he lusted after her as a woman, lusted after her as the most seductive woman who could ever be. He felt as if he were drowning in a sea of lust. He held onto his mother's legs as if to keep himself from being washing out to sea.
Steve wasn't the only boy who was going crazy with excitement, excitement that ran through every muscle and nerve of his youthful body. Ronnie too was being sucked into a whirlpool of depraved lust. When he felt Aunt Rhoda's wet warm lips wrap around the head of his slippery dick he thought his balls would blow up into her mouth in a second or two. Ronnie had never even felt a girl's hand on his cock before, much less a wet warm mouth sucking at his sperm-pipe.
Rhoda tasted the salty slipperiness of her nephew's hard dick and immediately felt like eating him forever. She sucked the thick head of the boy's tightly swollen prick until his rod snapped up against the roof of her wet mouth. She knew by the tension in the boy's dick and the straining of his muscles that she would be taking a mouthful of hot young sperm into her mouth in no time. She wanted to delay the boy's ejaculation as long as possible to increase his pleasure, but she knew the boy was too excited to hold back his wad much longer.
When she felt the sudden stiffening of the boy's rod, the hot-assed woman stopped sucking his erection for a minute. She flicked her wet tongue over the slippery head of it instead, being careful not to neglect the sensitive underside of the boy's cock-head. The head of his prick felt as soft as silk and as hard as rubber at the same time. Her tongue slid effortlessly over his flesh. She could almost feel deep inside her the wild electrical sensations that the boy felt deep in his squirming nuts.
Rhoda knew that the boy's natural instinct was to rock back and forth on his heels and fuck her face with his rock-hard plug of male flesh. She wondered how much longer it would take the fourteen-year-old kid to realize that he could do anything to her, anything at all. When she felt his cock beginning to move in the hot wet channel of her sucking throat she knew that he had gotten the message of her lust.
Rhoda soon felt Ronnie's stiff rod moving in and out of her face all by itself. She had only to suck at his rod and move her tongue over the shaft and head of it. His asscheeks flexed with raw young male' power as he drove his rod in and out of her eager face, slowly at first, but with ever-increasing speed and urgency.
Rhoda reached around behind the boy and grabbed the cheeks of his lean muscular ass, squeezing his meaty buttocks while he face-fucked her with an ever-growing passion. She pulled the boy to her, forcing his cock even deeper into her throat. She felt the kid's hard-headed cock banging against the back of her wet throat, threatening to choke her with each inward thrust of his mighty organ.
Tingles and twitches ran through Rhoda's receptive twat as her own boy lapped up the juices running inside her. Her son's tongue felt like a thousand tongues darting over the naked lips of her luscious sex. The warmth of her young son's face between her legs was melting her twat as surely as the heat of her own raging lust. He was her own fifteen-year-old boy! And he was sitting there between her naked legs sucking and lapping at the gash of her hot cunt! Just the thought of it all made her dizzy with excitement.
"Can I . . . can I jack off, Mom?" Steve rasped, his voice tense with youthful eagerness and excitement.
"Yes, Steve, yes! Jack yourself off! But don't let your sperm shoot out! Keep your sperm in your lovely balls, darling! I want you hard and horny! Be careful, Steve! Do you understand, dear?" the hot-assed woman asked, pulling away from Ronnie just long enough to give her son permission to beat himself off and caution him against letting his masturbating activity go too far.
Rhoda plunged down on Ronnie's cock again and began sucking with a wild passion, preparing herself for the deluge of hot sperm that she knew would soon flood her mouth and throat.
"Do you want me to keep my stuff in there too, Aunt Rhoda?" the boy asked in a husky voice. " 'Cause if you don't stop suckin' my thing like that I don't think I can help squirtin' it!"
Rhoda looked up at her nephew and conveyed the message that he could come in her face any time he wanted to. He wanted to in a hurry. She hardly looked down again before she felt his arching young cock snap up against the roof of her sucking mouth.
"I can't help it, Aunt Rhoda! I'm gonna do it! The stuff's gonna shoot out! I can't hold it back!" the boy gasped.
Rhoda almost choked when blast after blast of cum shot into her thirsty mouth. She thought the boy would never stop squirting into her. She tasted his young cum and swallowed greedily. She wanted to take every drop of his cum into her, wanted to suck the kid's jerking dick until she had drawn the last drop of his sperm out of him. She could imagine the wild thrills racing through her nephew's balls, darting about through his entire body as his nuts unloaded their pent-up charge into her face. And all the while Steve was licking and sucking the bud of her clit and the ragged lips of her twat.
Rhoda felt the cum dribbling out of her mouth, running down her cheeks, dripping off her chin. His ejaculation was too much for her, too hot, too thick, too fast and too powerful.
"Oh God, Ronnie!" the woman said, her voice wet with sperm. "That was delicious! I've never tasted anything so wonderful!" she said, pulling her face off the boy's big prick and smiling up at him wickedly.
"It sure felt good!" the boy said. "Oh shit!" he added when she grasped his super-sensitive cock and squeezed until he jumped. "It still feels good!"
"Of course it does, Ronnie! I'll make you feel good all night! Are you having fun jacking off, Steve?" she asked, looking down at her boy's head between her legs.
Steve grunted his reply, unable to tear himself away from the delicious treat that rested between his mother's spread legs.
"You're making my cunnie feel warm and tingly, Steve! I just love your tongue between my legs! You suck my pussy better than your daddy did, Steve!" Rhoda cried. "I must do something for you now, Steve! Would you like me to suck you for a while?"
Steve looked up from between his mother's legs and beamed with joy.
"You've been a very good boy, Steve darling! You deserve some fun, some real fun! Stand up now, Son! Stand up and let me eat your prick!" she hissed lasciviously, taking her son's hand and drawing him to his feet before her. "Ronnie, you take my son's place and lick my pussy while I suck his cock. All right, dear?" she asked, knowing perfectly well that it would be more than all right with the boy.
"Gosh yeah! I wanna do that! Jeeeez! You're gonna let me lick you down there! That's awful dirty!" he said with a young grin.
"It's awfully nasty, darling! That's true! Doesn't that just make it more fun?" she said.
"Sure does!" Ronnie said, reaching down and taking his own sperm-covered cock and balls in his hands.
Rhoda felt a shiver of pleasure inside her when she realized fully how effective her magical transformation of her son and nephew into young lovers had been. There were feeling the power of their own untapped young lust now, feeling a power that would make them do anything and everything for her. They would fuck her and suck her with a passion as long as she wanted them, and she wanted them forever.
"Lick my cunt, Ronnie! Lick your aunt's pussy! Lick me until I come!" she cried.
"You really want me to make you . . . make you do that?" Ronnie asked, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Like Steve did with his hand? Wow!"
"It won't take long now, Ronnie darling! Just a few licks in the right place, lover! I'm so homy now that I could come at the drop of a hat! Right here! Lick me right here!" she cried, pointing to her blazing red clitoris.
Ronnie did as he was told, and did it with youthful eagerness, burying his young face against the hot wet flesh of his aunt's incredibly fragrant twat, licking at the tiny bud of her clit until she shivered visibly. The boy felt her ass moving, felt her grinding her pussy against his licking mouth as the heat of her womanly passion steadily increased.
Steve grabbed the hard post of-his dick and held it out for her, pushing it down from its straight-up position and pointing it at her eager lips. She wrapped her lips around the flanged head of her fifteen-year-old boy's cock and began sucking with a wild passion. She licked up and down the shaft of his incredibly thick tool while she sucked expertly. He was one knot of male tension from head to toe. She grabbed his legs and held him close to her. He began ramming his dick into his mother's face almost immediately, driving the hard thing deeper and deeper into her by the second.
Steve could feel his nuts slapping up hard against his mother's chin as he face-fucked her passionately. He could feel her teeth scraping gently against the super-sensitive underside of his cock-head as he alternately pulled and pushed it in and out of her mouth. His dick felt like a hot poker, his balls like hand grenades ready to explode at any minute. He knew he couldn't hold back his explosion another minute, knew that he would soon shoot all his sperm into his lovely mother's sucking mouth.
"I hope you really want me to do this, Mom, 'cause I'm gonna in a minute!" the boy said, feeling his jism boiling in his nuts.
When she heard her son's warning, Rhoda began sucking wildly, sucking his cock harder than she had ever sucked a cock, forcing his ejaculation. Ronnie's lips and tongue were working passionately between her legs at the same time, driving her crazy with excitement. She knew that her pussy-flash was only seconds away. She felt rivers suddenly running inside her, threatening to wash her out to sea in their wake. She had to bring her boy off at the moment her cunt flashed, and that moment was upon her.
"Oh shit! Mom! Mom! I'm . . . I'm shootin'! The stuff's comin'! It's comin'! Get ready, Mom! There's gonna be lots of it!" the boy growled as his balls blew up between his straining legs.
The kid felt shot after shot of thick rich sperm blasting out of his balls through the stiff pipe of flesh that was impaling his mother's face. With each shot into her sucking mouth, the boy's balls spasmed and his dick jerked, driving him mad with excitement. The pleasure of his mind-bending ejaculation was made all the more intense by his knowledge of the depravity of the situation. He was actually creaming in his mother's mouth! He was actually shooting his ball-juice into his own lovely mother's face! And she was sucking it up wildly as if afraid to miss a drop of the stuff! His mind reeled with the nastiness and ultimate pleasure of the act.
A shrill cry escaped the lovely woman's lips, a p cry muffled by the dripping hard-on that was still stuck deep into her face. She was coming wildly, and her cry let both boys know it. As if in response to her cry, Steve began pummeling her face with his still-stiff whang, making- wet slurping sounds as his wet dick banged in and out of her sperm-filled mouth.
Ronnie began licking her flashing cunt harder and faster when he heard her cry and realized what was happening to his lovely naked aunt. He sucked her freely flowing cunt-juices into his mouth, thirstily drinking up the hot musky fluids of her sex.
"Oh God! Wonderful! Beautiful! I've never felt so ... so ... so free in my life!" Rhoda cried in a voice full of joy.
The homy thirty-seven-year-old woman fell back on the cot, her two boys at her feet, kneeling before her as if worshiping her charms. She looked down at her son's half-hard cock, watched it drip sperm onto the floor. She saw Ronnie's handsome face wet with her own pussy-juices. They looked incredibly innocent kneeling there between her legs like that, both boys staring into the open gash of her hot-pink twat.
"You boys are really learning fast! You'll know all there is to know about satisfying a woman like me in no time! Ronnie, darling, no one, and I do mean no one, has ever sucked my little cunnie as well as you just did! My God, Ronnie, I can still feel your tongue working away between the lips of my pussy! Steve, your cock was just delicious! And your sperm! My god! I could drink your cum all day! I can feel my pussy warming up already!" the wildly excited older woman cooed at the eager young boys.
"Did we really do it that good?" Ronnie asked, a twinkle in his young eyes.
"Yeah, Mom! Did you really like the way my dick tasted?" Steve asked eagerly, his dick tingling between his legs.
"Steve, darling, we should have done this long ago. And I'll bet Marie doesn't know what she's missing by not taking you to bed with her, Ronnie!" she smiled, seeing a blush come over Ronnie's young face.
"She wouldn't do anything like that!" Ronnie said, looking down between his legs. "Would she?"
"We could find out!" Rhoda said with a girlish giggle. "I'm just dying to try Jeff out! Steve, is Jeff's cock as big and long as yours is? I've never seen his cock hard!" Rhoda asked, her mind swimming.
"Uh . . . well . . . yeah . . . it's kinda big . . . not as big as mine though!" the fifteen-year-old said proudly, taking his big thick plug of half-hard male flesh in his fist and squeezing it.
"Ronnie, would you be willing to fuck and suck your own mother if she was agreeable to such activities?" Rhoda asked her young nephew.
"Gosh! I ... I guess! I ... I mean . . . hell, why not? Steve did it to you! And you're his mom! But I don't think she'd go along with anything like that!" the boy replied, shaking his head in doubt.
"Don't be so sure, Ronnie! I happen to know that your darling mother is as homy as a bitch in heat too! Marie and I have several things in common, boys, and one of those things is an insatiable itch between our legs. It's been rather hard on us these last few years, boys, what with my divorce and your father's death, Ronnie. We haven't had anyone to satisfy our natural urges! I think Marie might be willing to try something out of the ordinary, at least if she knows that I've already broken the ice with you boys. I think she might like the idea of fucking you, Ronnie! Are you boys willing to try? Are you ready for some real family fucking?" she asked lewdly, reaching between her spread and luscious legs and opening her hot cunt even farther for their eager inspection.
"You mean all of us?" Ronnie gasped in amazement.
"You mean Ronnie and me and Jeff?" the fifteen-year-old asked. "You mean all us guys are gonna do stuff with you and Aunt Marie?"
"That's right, boys! We're all going to screw and suck like crazy!" she said with wet lips. "Are you game?"
"Gosh yeah!" Steve said, his dick beginning to rise to erection already.
"Wow! I'll do it!" Ronnie gasped, his cock stiff and ready for more fun with his Aunt Rhoda.
"Wonderful! We'll see what we can work out with Marie and Jeff tomorrow, boys! But first I want you boys to screw the shit out of me! Come and get it! I want your cock in my cunt first! Then I want you to screw me in the ass!" she hissed,
Chapter Seven
"Will you suck my dick this morning, Aunt Marie?" fourteen-year-old Jeff asked eagerly, coming into Marie's bedroom after taking his morning shower, his dick making a tent beneath the towel he wore around his lean young waist.
"I don't think we dare get started this morning, Jeff! I don't think I could stop once we got started, and your mother and the boys should be here any time, darling! Can you control yourself until we have time to arrange to be alone?" Marie asked sweetly, reaching out and touching the hard pole of his dick through the damp material of the towel.
"Gosh, Aunt Marie, I guess I can wait. .. but . .. but my cock's awful hard and my balls ache somethin' awful!" the boy said.
"I know, poor darling, but we don't dare start anything now. I'm glad you like what we've been doing together, Jeff! You've become quite a stud overnight! It's hard to believe you were so nervous and embarrassed at first! I almost had to rape you, darling! When I think of the way you screwed me last night my cunnie itches! And the way you jabbed that delightful prick of yours right up my asshole! My God, Jeff, I didn't even have to tell you what to do!" the lovely older woman said, her cunt burning.
"I guess it just came natural after a while, Aunt Marie!" Jeff said proudly, his young poker jerking under his towel as his horny aunt moved her fingers over it.
"I'll bet you have all sorts of new ideas for fucking, haven't you, darling?" she smiled at her hard-cocked young nephew.
"Uh-huh!" Jeff said excitedly, nodding his head and feeling his nuts squirming between his legs, squirming with the excitement his free-fucking aunt brought him.
"Have you ever considered the possibilities of bringing more people into our little fuck-fest?" she asked, her finger to her lips.
"Gosh, Aunt Marie! What do you mean? More people? Wow!" the young boy said amazedly, his cock jerking hot and hard beneath his towel.
Marie motioned for the boy to move closer to her. When he stood with his knees up against the side of the bed, she reached under his towel and found the balls that she loved to fondle. Taking his swollen testicles in her gentle hand, the hot-assed older woman began kneading his genitals, rolling his sperm-filled eggs around in her hand, tugging at his balls gently, making him more and more excited by the second.
"Wouldn't it be fun to share this house, and our bodies, with other people, Jeff darling?" she smiled, her pussy melting at the idea.
Actually, Marie had been toying with the idea of sharing her body, and Jeff's with other people all night, but not with just anyone. She had been playing with the taboo idea of sharing her young nephew with his own mother, his brother, and his cousin. The mere thought of such a wild act of depravity made Marie's pussy twitch with excitement and run with moisture.
If only there were some way of approaching Rhoda with the suggestion. She knew that her sister was horny beyond belief just as she was. She knew somehow that her sister had to have felt some attraction for her son, and perhaps even for Steve and Jeff. The sisters were very much alike in so many ways, she knew. Perhaps they shared the depraved desire for sex with young boys, a desire born of their years of self-denial. Marie had no idea in the world that her lovely sister had taken the same path she had taken toward the very thing she desired.
"Jeff, darling, would you be averse to sharing this big soft bed with the rest of our little snowbound family?" the hot-assed woman smiled, her twat seething with lust.
"Would I what?" the boy gasped, feeling her warm hand squeeze his nuts a bit too tightly.
"Would you mind fucking your mother, Jeff darling? Would you mind letting Steve and Ronnie fuck me? Would you like to watch Rhoda and me make it on this very bed?" she hissed, moving her hand from the boy's nuts up along the hard shaft of his concealed rod.
"God! You don't really mean that! You can't! I ... I don't get it, Aunt Marie! How could we do that?" the boy gasped in total amazement.
"Never mind how we could do it, darling! Do you like the idea? Does it make you hot? Does it make your balls ache? Does it make your heart pound?" the homy woman asked her nephew. ' "Gosh yeah! It makes me homy! But how? I mean . . . well . . . shit. . . Mom would never go along with that!" he said, unable to believe that his lovely aunt could be serious.
"We don't know that, lover! Rhoda might just be as homy as you and I are! She's been without a man even longer than I have, darling! Would you be willing to try something for me, Jeff?" she smiled.
"Uh . . . well . . . yeah . . . sure ... if you think it's all right!" the boy agreed, his tense young dick throbbing in his aunt's warm and loving hand.
"Anything is all right, lover! We've become completely free today, haven't we Jeff? We've broken all sorts of taboos, haven't we? We've fucked and sucked and gone wild in this bed! How could anything be beyond us now?" Marie said, bubbling over with enthusiasm.
"I ... I guess you're right!" Jeff said, feeling his aunt's fingers moving faster and faster over the shaft of his young dick, making him squirm with pleasure, making his balls go wild between his legs.
"I have an idea, darling. It's rather daring and dangerous, but it might just work!" the homy aunt smiled. "They should be here before very long, darling. Why don't we simply be as lewd and lascivious as we possibly can. Let's let them know exactly what we have in mind. Let's tease them until they can't stand it any more! You work on your mother and I'll work on the boys!" Marie smiled. "If our darling Rhoda is as horny and frustrated as I think she is, I don't think she could resist such an onslaught for very long! And I know the boys are horny! You boys are always horny!" she smiled.
"Must run in the family, Aunt Marie!" Jeff said, his balls ready to blow up between his tense naked legs.
"You're willing to help me then, Jeff?" she asked, her eyes glittering with lust.
"Sure, Aunt Marie! I'd do anything for you!" the boy said, closing his eyes and waiting for the nut-busting discharge that he so desperately needed.
"Wonderful! This will be a day none of us will ever forget!" she said excitedly, her cunt melting with passion.
Jeff was more than a bit disappointed when Marie took her hand off the hard pole of his cock and left the rod jerking uncontrollably beneath his towel. The boy almost pissed when he realized that she wasn't going to bring him off just yet.
"I gotta shoot it, Aunt Marie!" the boy begged. "Come on, Aunt Marie! Let me squirt!"
"Don't be silly, Jeff! We need you hard and excited when we spring our little sex trap on Rhoda, Steve and Ronnie! Just try to control yourself until then!" she said, floating out of bed and walking bare-assed into the cozy living room of the snowbound cabin.
Young Jeff followed his naked aunt, walking as if in a trance. Indeed, the boy was in a trance, spellbound by her incredible beauty and her willingness to do anything and everything to satisfy her desires and his. - Marie sauntered over to the window and parted the curtains, peering out into the lightly falling snow. She thought she heard the creaking of cold snow now in the drive. It was the Jeep. She felt a shudder of doubt pass through her. Did she dare do it? Did she dare suck her sister, her own son, and her sister's sons into the whirlpool of her lusts? It was now or never, and she knew it.
She was about to change her mind when she turned about and saw young Jeff standing in the center of the room, his hard dick jutting out beneath the towel he still wore. The sight of the fourteen-year-old boy standing there hard and lusty made her realize that she had to go through with her depraved plan. She had to possess her sister and the boys, had to draw them into her web of depravity.
"Hurry, Jeff! They're here! Come with me!" she cried, grabbing her nephew by the hand and leading him back into the bedroom.
Marie waited for what seemed like forever before she heard Rhoda's voice in the living room. She wondered why the boys hadn't made any noise. Usually when they came home they tore into the house like an army. It almost seemed as if they had sneaked in.
"Marie, darling! It's us!" she heard Rhoda's silken voice calling. "We made it back without a scratch!"
"Here, Jeff, take this off! Let your dick stick right up! There! That looks delicious! I don't think Rhoda will be able to resist that!" Marie whispered, pulling off her nephew's damp towel and letting his big hard-on jerk up tight against his belly. "Make it drip, darling!" she said, quickly grabbing his arching cock and jerking it up and down until a droplet or two of preseminal fluid dripped from the head of it.
"What're we gonna do, Aunt Marie?" the boy asked wide-eyed.
"We're going to walk into that living room arm in arm! Be brave, darling! We have to do this! We simply have to!" she said intensely, taking the boy's hand and dropping her hand to the doorknob.
"Marie, darling, we have something to show you!" she heard Rhoda sing.
Marie detected something unusual in the sweetness of her sister's voice, detected something playful, detected something sexy too. She threw open the door and walked out into the cozy room, her eyes tightly closed, stark naked, the stiff-dicked boy walking nervously beside her. When she opened her eyes she had the shock of her life.
Sitting together on the sofa, stark naked and ready for fucking, were Rhoda and the two boys! Marie stared in total amazement. Rhoda stared back, equally amazed. Cries of shock escaped both women's lips. The boys on the sofa were hard as rocks, their healthy erections jutting up from their laps, dripping with pre-cum and ready to work on the horny women. All the boys gasped when they realized that they all seemed to have the same thing in mind.
"My God, Rhoda! What. . . I . :. I don't understand . .." Marie gasped.
"Understand? Jesus Christ, Marie . . . what.. . what's going on here anyway?" Rhoda asked breathlessly.
"Why are you sitting there with Steve and my little boy?" Marie asked. "My God! You're naked and they've both got hard-ons!"
"I could ask the same of you, Marie! Jeff's cock is positively dripping with excitement!" Rhoda said, her heart fluttering as she stared at Jeff's rigid young prong and the cum that dripped from the head of it.
"Something tells me you've been a bad girl, Rhoda!" Marie managed to giggle.
"Something tells me we've both been bad girls!" Rhoda giggled back.
"I just couldn't resist the urge to have him, Rhoda!" Marie said. "Can you ever forgive me?"
"I might have to, Marie darling! As you can see I succumbed to temptation myself!" Rhoda laughed, pointing to the hard cocks of the boys who sat on both sides of her.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Rhoda?" Marie asked. "Are you and the boys ready for some fucking and sucking?"
"Damn right!" Steve blurted.
"Me too!" Ronnie added.
"Oh yeah! Yeah! Let's fuck!" Jeff said, staring at his mother's naked body, staring between her slightly spread legs at the luscious-looking nest of her twat.
Rhoda parted her long lithe legs even more when she saw her son staring at her secret treasure. She beckoned for young Jeff to come toward her. The boy obeyed eagerly and kneeled between her knees. In a rash of emotion the young kid buried his face against his mother's warm naked belly, planting kisses all over her silken feminine flesh. His tongue licked at the smooth skin of her slightly outcurved belly, running down around her navel into the furry nest of pubic hair between her widely spread legs.
"You've taught Jeff well, Marie!" Rhoda smiled wantonly, thrilling to the feel of her son's wildly flicking tongue as it descended ever closer "to the gash of her hot wet pussy.
"Did Ronnie learn his lessons well too?" Marie asked with a glimmer in her eyes.
"My God, Marie! You wouldn't believe how well this boy fucks! I've never been fucked so beautifully in my life! Your son puts my former husband to shame!" Rhoda said, her lips glistening, her eyes blazing with sex-heat.
"Does Ronnie's cock feel as good as it looks?" Marie asked, looking her young son in the eye.
"Better!" Rhoda said wickedly. "Of course his prick isn't quite as big and fat as Steve's. But then Steve is a year older," Rhoda smiled.
"Jeff, darling, why don't you keep licking your mother's pussy while I get between my son's legs and suck his dick. Steve, why don't you put that delicious-looking dick of yours right between your mother's lips while your brother sucks her cunt?" Marie smiled, going wild with excitement.
"That sounds just wonderful, Marie! There's plenty of room on this sofa for all sorts of fun and games. Doesn't that fire in the hearth just make you all warm inside?" Rhoda said softly.
"The only things I need to make me warm inside are tongues and cocks!" the hot-assed woman replied, falling to her knees before her own fourteen-year-old son and wrapping her lovely lips around the head of the kid's pecker.
"Come and let me suck your darling dick, Steve!" Rhoda said eagerly. "The head of it seems to be all wet with your delicious cum, darling! Let me lick it off for you! I just love the taste of your cock!"
Marie went wild between young Ronnie's legs. She engulfed her son's hot cock with her wet and eager mouth and began sucking with a passion, making the kid's "nuts squirm in their nearly hairless sac. She could feel his body tensing. She put her warm loving hands on his legs and stroked his firm young flesh. She thrilled to the feel of her boy's muscles as they moved beneath his pink-glowing skin. Her cunt blazed as she engaged in the ultimate act of depravity, an act with her son. She could feel what seemed like gallons of slippery fluid running from the tiny slit of his cock-head, filling her sucking mouth with fluid.
Rhoda's cheeks stretched as she tried in vain to suck the hard head of her fifteen-year-old's rod. The tall young stud stood behind the sofa, thrusting out his hips and sticking out his dick as far as he could. The hot-assed mother turned her head and opened her mouth wide, sucking his cock as well as possible in such a position. Her twat was on fire with electrical sensations as her fourteen-year-old son licked and sucked her sex-flesh. Rivers of cunt-fluids ran from her pussy, wetting the boy's cheeks and chin, filling his sucking mouth with tasty cunt-honey, making the boy wilder by the minute.
Ronnie had never felt anything as wild in his life as having his itching dick sucked hard and fast by his lovely mother. He had the craziest dizzying feelings imaginable as he realized that it was no dream, that the woman who was eating his hard dick was his own mother. The cunt that nestled between her legs was the one from which he had been born. The tits that jiggled slightly before him were the tits he had sucked as a baby. The lips that wrapped around his slippery jerking organ were the lips that had kissed his cheeks so gently as a child. Ronnie didn't feel much like a kid any more. He was beginning to feel like a real man now, and he knew that it was his Aunt Rhoda and his lovely mother who had made him grow up so fast. He wished his mother would never stop sucking his cock.
After Marie had sucked her son's pecker until she thought he was ready to squirt his cum into her face, she pulled off and smiled up at the boy.
"Did you like my lips around your cock, Son?" Marie smiled, licking her wet glistening lips.
"Damn yeah!" Ronnie gasped, his nuts seething in their sac. "Do it some more, Mom! Will ya?"
"In due time, lover! But first I'd like to try Steve's big hard-on! You don't mind if I suck your cousin's cock, do you, Ronnie?" she asked sweetly, rising to her feet.
"Gosh no, Mom! Go ahead!" Ronnie replied, his dick snapping up against his hairless belly, running with pre-cum and ready for all the fucking and sucking his aunt and mother could dream up.
"Wonderful, darling! Why don't you jack yourself off for a while and I'll eat Steve's dick! But don't waste your sperm yet, Ronnie! We must save that for later! Just play with yourself and watch!" she smiled, kneeling next to her sister on the sofa.
"Wow, Aunt Marie! You gonna suck me too?" Steve said deep in his throat.
"If it's all right with your mother! Do you mind, Rhoda dear? Do you mind if I share that big long prick with you?" Marie asked, her twat on fire with lust.
"I think there's plenty of cock for both of us, darling!" Rhoda said, letting her boy's hard-on jerk from her mouth.
Steve was going nuts with excitement as he stood behind the sofa, his cock sticking out over the back of it, bobbing against the women's cheeks as they prepared to work on the massive organ. Steve shivered all over when he felt two pairs of warm wet lips pressing against the slippery shaft of his dick. They were both going to suck him off! His aunt and his mother were about to suck the root of his dick and drive him wild! He could hardly stand to look down at their lovely faces, his excitement was so intense.
Marie flicked out her tongue and let it graze the shaft of her nephew's hard cock. Her eyes glittered as she looked into the lovely sparkling eyes of her homy sister. She was on one side of her nephew's cock and Rhoda was on the other. As she looked into Rhoda's eyes she knew that her sister was filled with the same lesbian lust that had stirred her own responsive body. She had to have her sister, had to plunge into the whirlpool of depraved lust that swirled around them.
Marie's lips ran up and down the shaft of her nephew's dick, ran over the bulging head of the swollen thing, ran up the shaft all the way to the hair of his scrotum. Her tongue laved the shiny purplish head of his cock, lifting droplet after droplet of pre-cum into her mouth. Rhoda's tongue worked eagerly over her son's cock too, and it was inevitable that their lips and tongue would eventually come into contact with each other. When Marie's tongue touched her sister's, she knew that their confrontation with lesbian sex was inevitable.
Steve seethed with excitement, his nuts tensing wildly, when he felt his mother and his aunt wrap their lips around his cock-head at the same time. His hot-assed mother sucked one side of his bulging cock-head while his aunt sucked the other. Shocks of sexual electricity ran up and down the pulsating shaft of his dick as the two wildly excited women worked together on the kid's hard organ.
"Will you guys look at that!" Steve growled, pointing at his cock and the two lovely women who were sucking at it. "They're both suckin' me!"
Jeff looked up from the wet nest between his mother's spread legs and watched his brother getting his for a moment. His mother's juicy cunt was too tempting to resist for very long, however, and the boy was back between her legs in no time, licking up his mother's free-flowing cunt-honey. The fourteen-year-old reached down between his own tense kneeling legs and wrapped his fingers around the shaft of his cock, beating himself off slowly while he ate out his mother's creamy cunt. Her tasty pussy was a feast fit for a king.
It wasn't long before Marie and Rhoda were more interested, at least temporarily, in each other than in the boy's cock. Steve was amazed to watch their lips move from the head of his cock and press together in a kiss of lesbian lust. The two horny sisters let Steve's dick snap up against his lean young stomach as they concentrated their attention on each other.
Marie slipped her tongue into her sister's lovely warm wet mouth and tickled the roof of it. Rhoda eagerly responded in kind, letting her tongue tangle with her sister's inside her warm mouth. Both women were dizzy with emotion as they explored each other sexually for the first time. Both women were filled with a sense of the nastiness of their act, filled with lust a: they made love while all their hard-cocked young children watched.
"Oh God! Marie! I ... I didn't know I felt this-way about you!" Rhoda cried.
"I've wanted you ever since I made love to your son, Rhoda!" Marie said softly. "You're so beautiful and soft!"
The sisters' hands roved over each other's bodies as they whispered sweet nothings in each other's ears. Both homy women were amazed at how stimulating it was to feel each other in the heat of their lust. Marie's skin tingled as her sister's warm gentle fingers traced a line along her naked throat down between the glowing pink globes of her naked breasts. She felt Rhoda's fingers stroking the responsive flesh of her tits, making her little nipples stiffen with excitement. She felt Rhoda's fingers gently pinching the hardening flesh of her nipples, making little shocks of sexual electricity dart about inside her.
Steve walked around in front of the sofa to watch his mother make love to his aunt. Jeff was still busily sucking the dripping gash of Rhoda's pussy. Young Ronnie was sitting on the arm of the sofa, leisurely beating himself off while he watched the wild goings-on between his mother and his aunt.
"Goddam, Mom! What're you and Aunt Rhoda gonna do anyway?" Ronnie asked eagerly.
"Rhoda and I are going to make love right in front of you darling boys!" Marie replied, her twat twitching with lust, her hands roving over her sister's naked back.
"Yes, boys! Marie and I are going to let you watch us do all sorts of nasty things to each other!" Rhoda smile, her hand dipping between her sister's silken legs.
"Oh God!" Marie cried out loud when she felt Rhoda's fingers against the hot flesh of her twat. "I've never felt anything so exciting!"
"Neither have I, Marie! Why couldn't we have done this years ago?" Rhoda whispered in her sister's ear.
Both naked women curled their legs under their pretty asses and kneeled on the sofa, pressing their bodies up against each other. Marie shivered when she felt her naked nipples brushing against her sister's hard tit-peaks. Her breasts tingled wildly as her feminine flesh came into contact with her sister's silken warmth. Marie ran her hand over the curve of her sister's thigh, moving her hand slowly toward the damp nest of her lovely cunt. Marie felt Rhoda's fingers working against the silken lips of her sex, driving her wild. Rhoda's gently scratching fingers made the wildest imaginable sexual sensations shoot through her naked body. She had to bring her sister the same maddening delights. She had to feel her sister's seething pussy.
Marie dipped her hand between Rhoda's soft legs and let her fingers stray over the downy patch of hair above her cunt. It wasn't long before her exploring fingers found the secret lips of her warm wet twat. Rhoda gasped when she felt her sister's fingers touching her where no woman was supposed to touch her, where no sister dared put her fingers. Marie was encouraged by her sister's soft little gasp of pleasure. Her fingers opened Rhoda's beautiful cunt and sneaked inside gently while Rhoda's fingers did exactly the same for her.
"Rhoda! Rhoda, darling! Your pussy feels so warm, so wet, so delicious! I have to taste you! I have to taste your delicious cunt! Do you mind? Do you mind if I lie between your legs and lick your pussy?" Marie asked, her voice intense and brimming with lust.
"Oh yes! Yesssssss!" Rhoda hissed. "You must lick me! I'll go mad if you don't!" she cried. "I want your tongue between my legs! I want to eat your pussy too, darling! I must have you! I want you! I need you! Come with me, Sister! Please!"
Rhoda and Marie rose effortlessly from the sofa, as if they were floating on a cloud, and glided over to the big soft bearskin rug before the roaring fire.
They watched the boys stand nearby in a row, each boy masturbating while they all watched their sex-teachers making love. The boys' cocks dripped with lusty excitement just as the women's pussies did.
The two homy sisters fell together on the silky bearskin rug, their naked arms and legs intertwining, their silken lust-warmed bodies rubbing together wildly. Marie's lips ran madly over her sister's striving body, kissing the silky flesh of her breasts, sucking the tiny nipples that were already hard and tingling with excitement. Her lips made wet sucking sounds as her sister's nipples pulled from them and snapped back against her breasts. Neither woman could long resist ducking between the other's legs and pressing her face against the other's cunt.
In a sixty-nine position the two homy sisters began giving each other head with wild abandon. Rhoda flicked her tongue over Marie's naked cunt-lips, making her pussy seethe with lust. Marie rubbed her soft cheeks against her sister's steamy twat until her face was wet with dew. She touched the tip of her tongue to the blazing little bud of Rhoda's steaming twat and felt her hot-assed sister's naked body stiffen with excitement. Rhoda's hot pussy ran with cunt-honey, ran with the luscious fluids that Marie loved to drink up.
Rhoda began lapping at Marie's cunt wildly, making her pussy come alive as never before. Her tongue ran up and down the gash between Marie's striving legs, ran between the parted lips of her sister's musky cunt. Rhoda felt the hot wet silk of her sister's fragrant cunt-lips against her tongue. She pressed the hot bud of her turgid little clitoris with her eager lips and felt her body shiver with excitement.
"Oh Marie, you're making me so hot inside!" Rhoda cried, her lips still up against the creamy flesh of her sister's cunt. "Keep licking my pussy! Don't ever stop! I've never felt so wonderful inside! I feel butterflies in my belly!" Rhoda cried softly.
"I love it, darling!" Marie gasped, her lips wet with her luscious sister's hot pussy-juices. "I just love eating your cunt! You're so delicious!" the wildly excited woman said in a voice smoldering with lust.
The two hot-assed sisters wrapped their long lithe legs around each other's shoulders and writhed in the heat of lesbian ecstasy. The three horny boys stood over them, pounding their young dicks wildly, making their sperm-filled testicles bounce between their legs as they came closer and closer to climaxing.
"I'm gonna come, Mom!" Steve gasped as his nuts tightened suddenly between his strong young legs.
"Me too, Mom!" Jeff rasped. "I can't help it!"
"Yeah, Mom!" Ronnie grunted. "I gotta shoot it! I keep jackin' off real slow so it won't come out, but I can't help it! It's gonna squirt anyway!" the boy gasped, his cum boiling up thick and hot inside his nuts.
"You poor darling!" Marie said sweetly, looking up for a moment from her position between her sister's legs.
"We've been neglecting the boys!" Rhoda said, a wicked smile on her lovely face. "Just look at those delicious cocks! Come here and fuck me, Steve! Stick that big hard prick right up my twat! Come in me, Steve! Come in my twat while my sister licks me!" she said, crooking her finger "playfully and beckoning her fifteen-year-old boy toward her.
The homy kid walked toward her, taking his hand off his rod for fear of shooting his sperm all over the floor. The boy's man-sized dick bobbed up and down in front of him as he moved toward his mother, preseminal fluid dripping from the bulging head of his organ. He looked over to his brother and his cousin and grinned a dirty grin.
"You too, Ronnie! Come over here and fuck me in the twat!" Marie breathed. "Fill my belly up with that delicious hot cum!"
"Gosh, Mom! You really mean it! You want me to do that to you?" her stiff-dicked fourteen-year-old gasped, moving toward his naked mother's luscious body.
"Come and stick it to me! Hurry!" Marie cried, reaching between her legs and rubbing her steaming pussy.
"How about me?" Jeff asked in a husky voice, walking with his brother and cousin toward the rug on which the hot hot-assed women lay.
"God yes, Jeff! We want you too! We need all your cocks! Come here and rub it against my face while I lick my sister's pussy!" Marie cried.
The boys did as they had been told, and did it eagerly. Steve positioned himself between his mother's luscious legs and poked the hard head of his whang between the lips of her pussy. Marie reached between her sister's legs and guided the fifteen-year-old stud's tool into the tight wet receptacle of her cunt. The boy grunted and rammed the big pecker home. Rhoda squealed with delight and began grinding her twat against the stiff organ. The homy boy's young heart beat harder and harder as he began screwing his mother with a hot passion.
Marie managed to sneak her lovely face between the two wildly fucking bodies. Her warm lips were at the juncture of Steve's dripping cock and Rhoda's seething twat. Marie stared greedily at the big hard poker that slurped in and out of her sister's wet pussy, whipping the juice of her passion into a foamy froth. She stuck out her tongue and touched the shaft of her nephew's swollen whang. Hot with depraved lust, Marie began eagerly licking the juncture of the boy's cock and her sister's cunt while the kid fucked her hard and fast. She lapped up the honey from her sister's pussy and the pre-cum from her nephew's cock. She went wild inside, driven mad by the intoxicating scent of her sister's twat and the young boy's cock and balls.
Marie cried out when she felt her son's hands on her naked legs. Ronnie had managed somehow to roll her naked body over just far enough to allow himself room between her legs. The boy positioned his big hard dick between the wet lips of her sucking cunt and pressed the head of his cock into her until she cried out in ecstasy. Her cunnie ran with pure passion as she sucked the head of Ronnie's bulging cock into her. In no time at all the boy's hard-on was buried in her all the way to the balls. When Ronnie began moving against her, the hot-assed woman thought she was in heaven.
Marie suddenly felt another warm male organ against her cheek. She looked up and saw Jeff's dripping fuck-stick rubbing against her lovely face. The boy was half crouching over her and half straddling her naked body. She saw him reach down and push his unyielding cock down until it rubbed against her face. The crystal-clear fluid from the shiny purplish-blue head of his excited dick covered her cheeks. The boy rubbed her face with his pulsating prick, driving himself wild with excitement. The friction of her lovely silken cheeks against the super-sensitive underside of his bulging cock-head was driving him crazy. He had to shoot his rocks off in another minute.
"Gosh, Mom! Gosh, Aunt Marie!" Jeff rasped. "I can't hold the stuff back any more! I'm gonna squirt the shit!"
"Me too, Mom!" Steve grunted, still ramming his rod in and out of his homy mother's sucking cunt. "Can I really shoot it up your cunt?"
"Me too, Mom?" Ronnie begged. "I could shoot right now!"
"Keep fucking us!" Rhoda cried, her voice thick with lust. "Fuck us hard! Keep jamming that cock into my twat! Fuck us, boys! Fuck us hard! We'll all come at the same time!"
"Yesssssssss!" Marie hissed, her cunt steaming with lust. "Keep screwing the piss out of us! We need you boys! We need your hard dicks in our cunts! We need young lips on our pussies! Keep fucking and sucking us, darlings! Keep us hot and homy! Fuck ussssssss! Make us all come together!"
The boys did as they were told, pulling out all the stops and fucking the two hot-assed women with a mad passion. The air was full of the sounds and scents of ball-busting sex. The five naked bodies writhed before the fireplace, each hot with passion. Every muscle in the boys' bodies tensed as they rammed their hard cocks against soft eager feminine flesh. The homy women's tits shook and their silken bodies trembled as they received the fucking of their lives.
"Shit! Shit! Fuck! I'm comin'! I'm shootin'! I can't hold it back!" Steve gasped as his rocks shot off into his mother's seething twat.
"Yesssssss!" Rhoda cried, wild inside, her orgasm tearing through her like a tornado. "Come! Everyone! Everyone come at once! Now! Now!"
"Oh God! Rhoda! Ronnie! I'm coming! Cominggggggg!" Marie cried at the top of her lovely voice. "Squirt your sperm right up my cunt!" she cried.
Ronnie obeyed eagerly. In fact, he had no choice. His hot young cum shot out of his stiff rod and blasted straight into his mother's cunt.
Marie writhed in mind-boggling delight as she felt her cunt being filled with her son's hot sperm. The kid seemed to shoot gallons of it into her pussy. She was suddenly conscious too of thick warm cum against her cheeks. Jeff cried out in pleasure when his dick erupted, spewing boiling cum all over his aunt's beautiful face. She felt the boy's sperm rolling down over her cheeks and covering her sweet lips. She opened her mouth and sucked his semen into her face. She was also suddenly aware of the hot cum that oozed out between her sister's cunt-lips and the shaft of Steve's prong. She pressed her face against the juncture of her nephew's dick and her sister's twat and sucked up the wildly exciting mixture of the boy's jism and her sister's cunt-juice.
The five homy fuckers fell together and relaxed suddenly, their bodies intertwining, their souls melting together in perfect peace. Everyone who sprawled before the roaring fire knew that there would be many more such wild fucks and many more days of lust in the cabin in the woods.
