It must come as a shock to many young widows when disposition of a late husband's effects must be made. The assumption that impending death is far in the future for most of us leads us to be careless in matters which we consider secret and private even from a beloved spouse. This is borne out by the occasional news-item, usually in small local papers, where a widow has turned over an interesting pornographic collection "she never knew about" to local authorities upon a husband's demise and subsequent cleaning of the attic or garage.
Such is the case with twenty-nine-year-old Shela Boynton, a widow of two weeks. Her pillar-of-the-community husband has unwittingly left a most-interesting collection of films, along with labeled soiled panties from nearly every girl in the neighborhood.
Driven by frustration (he never was that exciting or considerate) and, possibly, a slight motive for belated revenge and a desire to live now, Shela is ready for action, and action she gets, for her sister, encountering marital problems because of her son's and her activities with her husband, is sending the boy to stay with Shela. And Shela, a hot-blooded twenty-nine, is more than eager to take the boy in.
The "boy" however, proves more than a pleasant surprise to Shela, and their relationship soon goes beyond cookies and milk as the eager aunt and fresh young lad explore the sinful pleasures and byways of incest,. . .
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
If anyone could have seen Shela Boynton right then, they'd never have believed she was a widow of less than two weeks. A woman grieving over the loss of her husband would hardly be sitting there completely naked, one hand caressing her tit, while the other was between her thighs, fingering her pussy as she watched a porno movie on her home screen.
The film showed a beautiful young woman sucking on the big hard cock of a handsome eighteen-year-old boy, while he buried his face in her pussy. That was what the film was about, a college girl, home for the summer, having sex with her younger brother, while her mother was out shopping.
The movie, like the other two she had watched, was from her late husband's secret collection, which she never suspected he had. Not until she went through his belongings in his den a few days after the funeral.
The movie began with the girl and her brother waving to their mother as she backed the car out of the driveway. Then they were on the couch together, fooling around with each other. The boy raised his sister's dress to reveal her beautiful thighs. His hand caressed her smooth firm flesh, then moved up to the crotch of her panties that clung snugly against her cunt.
The color, sound and photography of the film were superb. Shela could even hear the excited breathing of the couple and thrilled to the words of the boy telling his sister how much he had missed her and low long it had been since he had fucked her last.
It wasn't long until he had her dress off and the boy moaned at the sight of his sister's lush figure in her panties and bra. She urged him on and he fondled her, kissed her and caressed her titties. Then she undid his zipper and pulled out his huge stiffly erect cock.
Oh God! Look at the cock that kid has on him! Shela moaned to herself. Jesus, I'd like to have a boy that age in bed with me. . . with a cock like that!
The girl in the movie smiled as she played with her brother's cock lovingly, then kissed and licked around the head, before she took it into her mouth and gave it a good sucking.
It was then that Shela had her orgasm and she squirmed and jerked about in the thickly upholstered easy chair, while spasms rippled through her. leaving her gasping and glowing.
When her vision cleared and she looked at the screen again, the boy was naked and the girl made a production out of having him unfasten her bra and take if off her. Then he was playing with her tits and the girl moaned in response to what he did with his hands and with his mouth. Shela watched the girl's nipples stiffen and elongate as her brother tongued them and rolled them between his lips. Then he filled his mouth with her tit and sucked on it while he fondled and squeezed the other one.
As the boy on the screen finished devouring his sister's tits, Shela was into her second orgasm and it was even more ass-shaking than the first one had been. In need of a breather, she flicked off the machine, poured herself a drink, and sat sipping it, while she enjoyed the erotic tingling sensations in her body, that gradually faded into a relaxed pleasant feeling. After a while she turned the projector on again and resumed viewing the attractive young woman being hotly worked over by her eager brother.
The girl was standing now, her ass almost in her brother's face. As the boy knelt behind his sister, he seemed fascinated by the way her thin bikini panties packaged her trim shapely ass and the mystery of her crotch. His sister was delighted at the way he fondled her firm buttocks through and around her panties, kissing both nylon and flesh. Then she turned to face him, her legs apart and he sucked the crotch of her panties while he felt the nicely rounded globes of her ass.
Oh God Shela thought. What a thrill it would he to have a boy like him, doing all that to me, sucking my pussy through my panties, then eagerly taking them down to get his mouth right onto my cunt!
Then the boy on the screen was doing just that, peeling his sister's panties down with trembling fingers, his hugely erect cock twitching in its urgent need to get at her. Shela was stunned at the size of the boy's cock. Close to seven inches, if she was any judge, and that increased her excitement even more.
I can take a seven-inch cock, Shela told herself. It's a tight fit, but lean get it all in me. My first fuck was with a seven-inch cock. Oh that was so good, that night when I was eighteen and I lost my cherry. She smiled at the happy memory. God, what a chance we were taking. Mom and Dad sleeping just across the hall and my brother in bed with me, shoving his big dick into me!
She let the machine continue running the next time her climax swept over her, while the boy on the screen eagerly licked and sucked his sister's clitty. She kept watching, her orgasm coinciding with the young woman's on the screen. Sighing in her afterglow, she saw the boy on the screen climb on top of his sister. Her hand guided hard cock into her slit and it soon disappeared. Then he shot his load and her jerked and panted and sighed until the movie ended with the boy sprawled on top of his smiling sister, his cock still buried deeply in her cunt.
Being fucked by an eighteen-year-old boy had long been Shela's private fantasy. How shocked her husband would have been, had he known that, all through their nine years of marriage. But much as she wanted it, she had never actually attempted to turn her fantasy into a reality. In fact, she had been a faithful wife to him. Unless you considered her intimacies with her dearest friend Gloria Hughes as being unfaithful.
Bert Hughes was frequently out of town on extended business trips, which left Gloria in a state of neglect where sex was concerned. When her need became urgent, she'd phone Shela and invite her over for the afternoon while her kids were in school.
Shela and Gloria would kiss, caress and undress each other, then get onto the bed together. Cuddled in each other's arms they did erotic things to each other that brought both of them off again and again. Shela was always amazed that she could enjoy another woman as much as she did.
That would have shocked her late husband, had he known about it, even more than if he'd known about her fantasy.
Shela's husband was so prim and proper. A pillar of the community. Respectable and highly moral. Never the type to have an illicit affair. What a jolt she got when she found those films in his den, along with the other things that were hidden away.
Shela couldn't believe what she was seeing, when she opened the carton containing all those girls' panties, each one stained with the owner's pussy secretions. Each garment had a label attached to it, giving the girl's name and a date. Shela assumed the date was when her husband acquired the garment for his collection. Looking over the names on the labels, several were girls she knew. One was an eighteen-year-old redhead who lived up the street.
Another was a nineteen-year-old blonde two doors down. Then, to Shela's surprise, there was Cynthia Boland, a bride of four months who lived next door.
Later, in her husband's effects, Shela came upon the brown envelope with all those love notes from Cynthia. Cynthia foolishly wrote them and Shela's husband just as foolishly kept them, as though he'd always be around to guard them. The note that really impressed Shela was where Cynthia told him how much she enjoyed the way his big hard cock took such good care of her while her husband was way.
Well, George, you sneaky, two-timing bastard, thought Shela, it looks like you had a real thing for young pussy, just like I have an itch for an eighteen-year-old cock. Gotta hand it to you, though. You had the guts to go after what you wanted, while I just sat around and dreamed about what I yearned for. I'm going to change that, though, dear departed husband. I'm going to have an eighteen-year-old boy ramming his dick into me, you just watch . . .from wherever in hell you are!
Now that she knew about her husband's panty collection, his love notes and his films, Shela couldn't help but laugh at the way he died. George had passed away quite suddenly when confronted by an outraged husband who caught him with his dick up his wife's ass! Not that the irate husband did him in. He didn't lay a hand on him. George was so terrified at being suddenly discovered, he had a massive heart attack. He passed away in an instant, with no thought for the woman bending over, giving him pleasure, without the decency to first take his cock out of her ass before departing for the unknown.
Shela burned his panty collection the Board of Health would have appreciated that and his love notes. But she kept the movies. All fourteen of them. She couldn't bring herself to part with them. Most of them she hadn't seen yet.
Two days later, while she was watching another film and working her way to a hot orgasm, the phone rang. Shela switched off the projector, turned on the lamp and answered it. It was her sister, calling long distance.
"Rial" said Shela with surprise. "It's good to hear from you. How are you?"
They talked for several minutes before Ria confessed that all was not going smoothly at her home..
"What's the matter?" asked Shela.
"Well, it's Fred. And my son Blair. They aren't getting along at all," said Ria unhappily.
"Oh?"
"I don't like to discuss our personal problems, Shela. But I had to talk to someone ... "
"I'm glad you decided to call me, dear," said Shela. "What you tell me won't go further. You know that."
"Yes, I know. That's why I called."
"Good."
"It sounds silly, I know," said Ria, "but Fred is jealous of Blair." "He is?"
"Yes. It's my fault. I make too much of the boy, I know. But we're very close and, I just love him so!" "Of course."
"He's eighteen now, and such a fine young man. So tall and handsome..."
Eighteen! thought Shela. Tall and handsome. Indeed? Of course. I haven't seen the boy in three years. I'll just bet he is. Well, what do you know? Shela's fantasy flared up as though fresh fuel had been thrown on it.
"Why should Fred be jealous?" asked Shela.
"No reason. No reason at all ... really," replied Ria. "I guess he thinks I'm giving Blair more affection than I'm giving him. And maybe he's right. But if he was as nice to me as my son is, maybe I'd be more affectionate toward him."
"I see. Well what happened that touched Fred off?"
"Yesterday, I was in my bedroom ... and Blair came in. I was in my bra and panties, but that was all right. After all, he is my son," said Ria. "He put his arms around me and held me close. He often does that. I didn't hear Fred come up the stairs. He walked into the bedroom while I was hugging and kissing Blair, and he got mad."
Shela pictured the incident and smiled. There's more to it than that. There's nothing wrong with a mother and son kissing and hugging each other, not enough to get Fred upset. If Fred got mad, there was more going on than what you're telling me, darling sister.
"Well, is Fred still mad?" asked Shela.
"Oh yes! And it looks like Blair will have to go away somewhere. At least for a while. Maybe for the summer. Fred might get over it by then. I hope so. I hate the thought of my son not being with me ... but I guess he's old enough to be out on his own."
"Well, if he has to go away, to keep peace in the family," said Shela, "don't let him go to strangers. Buy him a plane ticket and send him here to me. We'll be good company for each other. And God knows I'm not at all that happy about being in this house alone. Although my dear departed husband left me alone in it so much, I should be used to it by now."
Ria let out a shriek of delight over the phone that made Shela's ear drum flutter. "Oh Shela, you darling! That's so sweet of you. I won't worry about him if he's with you. Oh I know you two will get along beautifully. You've made me so happy!"
"Ria, calm down," Shela laughed. "It's no big deal. When can I expect him? I mean, when should I be at the airport, to pick him up?"
"Oh, I don't know," said Ria. "I'll have to explain it to Blair. That won't take long, and I know he'll be delighted to come. Then I'll phone the ticket agency and take some money out of the bank for him. I'll call you back. Okay?"
"Fine," said Shela. "Except for his plane ticket, you don't need any money. When he gets here, he's my responsibility. I'll see that he has money ... and everything else he needs."
And I do mean everything, sweet sister. I just hope that the first thing he needs is a hot naked woman underneath him. If your son and I hit it off like I think we're going to, he won't even get to sleep in the guest bedroom. He'll be in bed with me!
Ria had no way of knowing that her sister was naked while she talked on the phone to her. If she could have seen her then, her legs spread wide apart as she sat on one end of the couch, her finger teasing her clitty, while she thought of the fun and games she'd enjoy with her eighteen-year-old nephew ... perhaps Ria wouldn't have been so eager to get her son onto the next plane out.
"I can't thank you enough, Shela," said Ria. "This means so much to me."
"Forget it," replied Shela. "I'll take good care of Blair. You concentrate on getting things settled between you and Fred. I know you won't have any trouble getting him to see that his attitude is a little bit ridiculous, and he'll come around."
"Er ... yes. I'll do my best, Shela."
CHAPTER TWO
"Hi, Aunt Shela."
Shela turned and stared at him. She'd been watching the exit door closely from the time the plane landed. She had seen him come through with the other passengers, gave him a warm flirtatious smile and regretted that she had to meet her nephew. She could let this dream of a guy pick her up, then she'd bring him home with her and long before it was bedtime she'd have him in bed with her. Maybe their first fuck would be on the couch, then they'd go upstairs together ... naked. This certainly wasn't her nephew. He looked older than eighteen. Then he spoke to her.
"You're not ... Blair?"
"Uh-huh."
"My God! Have you ever grown! I didn't know you."
He laughed. "I sure knew you. You're just like I remembered you. Really beautiful. And what a wicked-looking body!"
"Well? Don't just stand there. Kiss me!" said Shela.
Her arms tightened around his neck as he slipped his hands around her waist and put his mouth onto hers. Shela found to her delight that his nephew of hers went in for French kissing, as his tongue darted into her mouth in search of hers. Her tongue and his found each other and their kissing grew hotter and hotter. People passing by were watching them, seeing his hand move down onto her ass. To hell with them, thought Shela. The way she felt about this young stud, he could put his hand on her cunt while they stood on the City Hall steps at high noon. She was a stranger in this city and at this airport. The town in which she lived was forty miles away.
"Ooohh..." she moaned against his mouth.
She felt his cock inside his trousers stiffen and rise a menacing club-sized shape, pressing against her pussy mound. Shela rubbed against it to see if he got the message. He did and pressed it more firmly against her. His hand tightened on her ass.
"Uuummm ... Now I know you're grown up," she whispered, letting her lips brush against his. Whether she meant his kiss, his hand on her ass, or his cock pressing against her, she would let him figure out.
"Jesus, Aunt Shela," he said, breathing heavily. "You're luscious!"
"You're quite a surprise to me, too. I didn't expect your kiss to turn me on like this."
He caught her meaning and smiled knowingly. "I didn't expect that meeting my aunt would affect me this way either." He gave her pubic mound a sharp nudge with his hard-on to emphasize his words. "I just didn't expect that."
"It's been three years since the last time you kissed me. You have a lot of catching up to do. And as soon as we get home, I'm going to start collecting. You probably didn't expect that, either."
He grinned happily. "I can hardly wait."
"Come on. Let's collect your luggage and get out of here. The way these people are looking at us, they expect us to do something naughty."
"Aren't we?" he asked, pretending to be joking.
"Maybe ... but not here!"
It was going to be one of those days when everything was going to go right, Shela felt certain. She could tell that when Blair picked up his luggage and it was all there. Nothing had gone on to Philadelphia, Miami, or Boise, Idaho. A very encouraging sign.
"Gosh, this is a beautiful car, Aunt Shela," said Blair on their way home. "I really appreciate you letting me drive it."
"It has a few years on it," said Shela, "but I like comfort and plenty of room. It's been kept in excellent condition and the new paint job is the best available."
"It's like it just came out of the showroom," said Blair
"And it's going to stay that way," Shela said. "At least for a few years more. I don't look forward to having to get one of those papier mache models they're turning out now."
"I agree with you."
"You do? I thought a young man like you would be hot for a jazzy, two-seater sports job, low to the ground and you have to lie down to drive it."
"Heck no. I'd have been happy to be born back in the days when cars were cars," said Blair. "And what about you? You like this car, and you're young."
"Me? Young?"
"Sure. Even Mom is only thirty-six, and you're seven years younger than her, her baby sitter. So that makes you ... twenty-nine."
"My. You do keep track of people, don't you?"
"You, I do," he said, taking his eyes off the road for a moment to grin at her. "You were only twenty-five or-six, and I was fifteen when I had a real case of the hots for you."
Shela laughed. "You did?" "I still do."
She glanced at his crotch and observed the bulge there that poked his trousers up like a tent. Impulsively she put her hand on it.
"Uuummm ... I believe you do."
"Did you doubt me?"
"I don't now. That feels like a good size. You must be well equipped." "I think I am. It's big enough to get the job done." "Are you a willing worker?" "Try me."
"What hours do you prefer? Night shift? or the day"
"For you I'll work around the clock. I'll be on call at all times."
"You sound pretty eager."
"You look pretty darn good."
"If your mother knew we were talking like this," Shela said, "she'd make me put you on the next plane back home."
"No she wouldn't," said Blair grinning. "She probably expects that we will." "Will what?"
"Talk like this."
"Oh..."
"Mom and I talk like this all the time." "You do?"
"Sure. Our conversation gets really hot and sexy sometimes. Mom--likes it. But she makes me cool it when Dad is around," said Blair.
"I can see why."
"I haven't really opened up and said what I want to say to you. Because we just met." "Thank you. You're very considerate." "Just careful."
"But not careful enough. Or you wouldn't be leaving your mother and coming to stay with me."
Blair laughed. "Luckily we weren't saying much when Dad walked in on us."
"Ria said you and she were kissing ... "
"Yeah. And other things."
"Oh?"
"Is this the road I get onto to get to your town?" "Oh! Yes ... Turn right."
Forty-five minutes later, they pulled into Shela's driveway. Blair cut the motor and looked at the large house with its well kept lawn and attractive landscaping.
"That's a beautiful home," said Blair.
"Thank you. I'll enjoy it even more now that I can share it with someone."
"A beautiful home and a beautiful woman ... You'll have a hard time getting rid of me," Blair said to her.
"Who wants to get rid of you? Do you think I'm crazy?"
"And a beautiful car," he added.
"I was really impressed on the way here from the airport, Blair," said Shela. "You are a very good driver. You'll be a handy guy to have around here."
He grinned. "You might be surprised at how handy I'll be. I'll take care of your every need."
"My every need?"
He looked at her meaningfully. "Yes. All your needs."
"Yes. Well, what I appreciate most is not having to be alone in this house, especially at night," Shela told him.
"You won't be. Not now that I'm here."
"Now don't get the idea that I expect you to stay in every night. I want you to have a good time while you are here," Shela said. "You'll find girl friends here, I'm sure."
"Who needs girl friends? I have you! And I'll sure as hell have a good time if you're with me."
"That's very sweet, Blair," said Shela coyly. She was delighted. This stud was coming on so strong she wouldn't have to make any advances at all. She'd make a pretense at being hard to get, then slowly give in to him. And he'd think it was all his doing. "But really now..."
"You don't have a boy friend, do you?"
"Good heavens! I've been a widow less than two weeks. Of course I don't have a boyfriend."
"Good. You don't need one," he told her. "You have me. Any place you want to go, I'll take you. Anything you want to do, we'll do it together."
"You're ... you're very persuasive," said Shela.
"Anything a boyfriend can do for you, I can do!" Blair gave her another meaningful look.
"Yes. I don't doubt that."
"I'm glad that's settled," he grinned.
Sheila laughed. "Well, if I had a boyfriend, I'd expect him to haul that luggage into the house."
"Right," said Blair, opening his door. "After I run around the car first and open the door for you!"
A moment later, with her door opened, Blair took her hand as she stepped from the car. "My. You're so sweet and thoughtful."
"That's because you're wearing a dress and when you step out of the car, it slides up around your thighs and I get a chance to check out your legs. Aunt Shela, I'm happy to report you have a great pair of legs. Really superb. Very sexy looking."
"Thank God for that. Here's the key to the front door."
When Blair set his luggage down in the hall, Shela had no sooner closed the door than he took her in his arms and held her close.
"If I have to make up for the three years I haven't kissed you, I'd better get started," he told her.
As soon as his mouth touched hers and their tongues entwined, Shela's arms-went up around his neck. This time Blair put both hands on her ass.
"Oh, honey," Shela moaned several minutes later. "That's enough ... for now. My legs are so weak they can hardly hold me up. You've got me so hot now, it's all I can do to resist you."
"Aw, just one more," Blair coaxed.
"No," she said firmly. "I have to remember I'm your aunt. If I let you kiss me like that again, I may give in and let you do naughty things with me."
"That's what I was hoping," said Blair, grinning at her.
"I'm sure you were," Shela said, taking a deep breath. "Leave your luggage here for the time being, and I'll show you around the house."
She took him upstairs first and led him from one room to another. When he saw the king-size bed in the master bedroom, her room, he was quite interested.
"We could sure have fun on that!" he said with enthusiasm.
"Well, you haven't been having much fun on it by yourself, have you?"
"Nor with my husband, either, for that matter," she told him. "Yeah? Why not?"
"I bought it thinking it would add new zest to our lovemaking. Stir his imagination, so to speak," said Shela. "I might as well have saved my money, for all the good it did."
"Didn't work, huh?"
"No."
"Why not?'
"My husband's imagination didn't extend as far as the bedroom. Not our bedroom, anyway."
"Somebody else's bedroom?"
"I'll tell you about that sometime," said Shela. "Let's go downstairs."
She showed him through the living room, the dining room where she kept her collection of crystal, then the kitchen and the library. He looked into her late husband's den, then they wandered through the glass enclosed family room that stretched across the back of the house.
"Hey! You have a swimming pool!" Blair exclaimed.
"Yes ... and a high wall around the yard for privacy," said Shela. "There's a door that opens onto the side yard that I keep locked."
"Do you mind if I use it?" he asked.
"Do you need to ask? You use it whenever you want to."
'Right now?"
"If you want. I'll start fixing something to eat."
A few moments later, Shela was in the kitchen when she caught sight of a naked figure slip past the doorway toward the rear of the house. Quickly she went to the doorway and looked down the hall. Blair was walking toward the family room.
"What's the idea" she called to him."
"I'm streaking to the pool," he said, grinning back at her.
Before she could say anything more, he went through the family room and dived into the pool. Shela forgot about preparing anything to eat. She hurried upstairs, stripped herself naked and put on her bikini. She raced down the stairs, out through the family room and joined him in the pool.
"That didn't take long," said Blair.
"What happened! Couldn't you find where you packed your swim trunks?" she asked.
"Didn't look for them," said Blair. "Back home when I'm at my girlfriend's house and her folks aren't around, she and I go in naked."
"How convenient."
He grinned. "Sure is."
"What about your pool at home?"
"If Dad isn't there, Mom and I go in naked."
"You ... you do?"
"Sure. Mom and I do a lot of things together ... naked."
"What's that supposed to mean?" "Guess."
"I'd rather not. I presume your father doesn't know about it?"
Blair laughed. "He'd froth at the mouth if he did."
"I see," said Shela. "Well frankly, I'm not accustomed to anybody running around here naked."
"You're practically naked yourself," Blair told her. "That little piece of cloth hardly covers your cunt." " Blair!"
"Well it's true." He stared down through the crystal clear water. Shela was standing on the bottom, the water lapping at her shoulders. "Look! I can see your pussy hair peeking over the top of it."
He reached down and plucked one of the hairs.
"Ouch! Damn you, Blair!" she said angrily. "That's indecent. You might just as well put your hand on my ... my..."
Blair's hand moved down again and took a firm grip on her pussy mound. "You mean this?"
"Oh! You "
His mouth pressed onto hers. His one arm pulled her close. His other hand stayed on her crotch and gently rubbed it. Shela practically melted in his arms as she leaned against him.
Shela kissed him hotly, trying her best to swallow his tongue. She moaned and pressed herself against him, her arms about his neck holding him in a vise-like grip. Suddenly she was writhing and jerking, thrusting her pussy into his hand so forcefully she knew he couldn't help but realize she was having her orgasm.
"Oh, God, Blair," she sighed weakly, as the intense sensations began to subside. "Ooohhh..."
"You're sure hot when you get going, Aunt Shela," he said, still holding her cunt. She drew away from him. "How could you take advantage of me like that? What an obscene thing to do ... to your own aunt!"
"Didn't you like it?"
"Certainly I liked it. I'm human, you know. But nevertheless ... "
"Mom doesn't mind me doing it to her."
"You ... you do that, to your mother?"
He grinned at her. "Why not. She loves. Only with Mom I don't have a bikini getting in my way. I can get my fingers into her pussy and on her clit."
"Well my bikini is staying on," she told him emphatically. "And I'm getting out of the pool!"
She dried herself off, then spread two large beach towels on the lawn, side by side and stretched out on one. She hoped she hadn't been too hard on him. She didn't want to discourage him at all. She liked the attention he was giving her. It was just that she didn't want to make it too easy for him. He would appreciate it more if he had to work for it a little.
Blair dried himself off and settled face down on the beach towel beside her. Shela was relieved to see that he didn't look at all put down. This kid had an inexhaustible reservoir of confidence. And he wasn't at all inhibited. He seemed not in the least embarrassed by the fact that he was naked, lying there on his stomach. Shela couldn't take her eyes off him.
"You have a very handsome body," she told him, giving him a sharp smack on the ass as an excuse to get her hands on him.
"Aunt Shela, would you rub my back?" he asked.
"Of course, darling," she replied, almost leaping at the opportunity he gave her.
Getting up on her knees, she began with his neck and shoulders, moving her hands around in a gentle firm massage.
"Oooh, that feels nice," Blair murmured. "You sure know how to please a guy with your hands. Aunt Shela.
You don't know the half, kid, Shela said to herself. Just wait until I get a hold of that cock of yours. Then you'll really see what my hands can do!
"Well, in that case ... " Shela flung her leg over him and straddled him, resting the cheeks of her ass on his. "I'll do it from here, where I can do a more thorough job of it."
At the moment, she was wishing she wasn't wearing a bikini. She'd love to feel her bare ass rubbing against his.
She began rubbing him the special way she had massaged her husband, when he'd climb into bed with her, thinking he was going right to sleep, while she was in hot need of a stiff cock in her pussy. She seldom failed. She didn't always get a great fuck, but by God she did get a hard dick where she wanted it.
"Oh God, Aunt Shela. You've no idea how good that feels," Blair purred.
She gave a soft chuckle. "That's what you think, honey. I know exactly how good I'm making you feel." Her hands moved lower on his back and she maliciously wriggled her rear end on his.
Her long red hair hanging in soft waves fell over her face. She stopped her hand movements on Blair's back a moment, to sweep it back from her eyes. Then she went to work on the small of his back.
Soon she got off of him, kneeling beside him again. Her hands, instead of massaging his back now, were playing with his firm muscled ass.
"I don't want to give you a swelled head, or anything," said Shela, "but you have a magnificent body!"
"You're only looking at it from the back," he chuckled. Suddenly he flipped over onto his back. His dick stood straight up, thick and long and extremely rigid. "How's this?"
"How's what?"
"Well, my cock for one thing. A full seven inches!" "You measured it? Shame on you." "What do you mean?" asked Blair. "What about you women? You're always measuring yourselves." "We are not"
"Sure you do. You measure your tits, your waist and your ass. Every time you pick up a paper, you see a picture of some babe who's tits are 38, waist 24, hips 36" said Blair.
"That's different. Men who read the paper like to know those things."
"And women like to know the size of a guy's cock," Blair replied.
"You're sure of that? I've never seen it in the paper."
"But you women talk about it when you get together as a group," Blair insisted. "I'll bet you've told your sorority group how big your husband's cock is ... or was."
"Not me," said Shela. "They might have laughed. His wasn't that great, that I wanted to brag about it. Now if he'd had one like yours..."
Blair grinned at her. "Would you brag about mine?"
"I would not! I'd keep it a secret," said Shela. "I know those girls. Pretty soon I'd have competition."
"I wish you had some competition right now," he told her. "My cock thrives on a good-looking woman making a fuss over it. And you don't even seem interested."
"That shows how little you know," Shela told him. "That hard dick turns me on more than I'd like to admit."
"It does?"
"Yes it does. It's immense. I think it's gorgeous. I'll bet there are some girls who have already told you that."
"Yes, they have," Blair replied. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you how many girls back home have sucked on it."
"I'm not sure I know what you mean," Shela said, sounding very innocent.
"I mean they've gone down on me and licked and sucked on it until I shot my load into their mouths."
"My God!" Shela gasped. "That's revolting."
"You mean you've never done that?"
"No!" she replied bluntly. "I'd never do a thing like that."
"Why not?"
"I just couldn't," Shela lied.
"You'd really enjoy it if you did," Blair assured her. "You don't know what you're missing."
"You may be right about that," she admitted. "Being married to George for nine years wasn't exactly sex education."
"I'll broaden your education," he told her. "If you'll let me."
"I'm going into the house now," said Shela. "I've had enough sun for a while."
"Me, too," said Blair, gathering up the beach towels and following her.
As they passed through the family room, Blair tossed the towels onto a chair and walked with her down the hall. He slipped his arm around her waist and guided her past the doorway leading to the kitchen, where she was heading. "Let's sit together in the living room for a while, Aunt Shela, and talk."
She settled herself onto the couch and Blair sat down close beside her. His cock never wavered in its upright position.
"Okay, young man," she said, smiling. "What would you like to talk about?"
"Take a guess."
"Well, let me see. It's got something to do with your cock."
"How did you know?"
"Just a shot in the dark," she replied. "Is your cock really seven inches long?" "Doesn't it look it?" "You measured it yourself?" "Not the last time..." "Who did?"
"Mom did. With her tape measure." "Your...? "
He grinned at her and nodded. "She said it was seven and one-eighth inches, to be exact. She measured it around, too, but I can't remember what she said it was."
"It sounds to me like you and your mother had some pretty good times together," said Shela.
"We sure did. right now I miss her something fierce," Blair told her.
"You do? You aren't homesick already?"
"No. It's my cock. It's really bothering me, Aunt Shela. We have to do something about it.
"What do you mean ... WE?" she asked. "It's YOUR cock! YOU do something about it!"
"What do you suggest?"
"Use your hand. like I'm sure you have, many times before this. You're probably very good at it. Only don't splatter my carpet."
He grinned lewdly. I have a better idea. Let's use YOUR hand!"
"Blair! You embarrass me when you talk like that. I know you're kidding, but. . . "
"What gives you the idea I'm kidding?" he asked.
Shela shook her head. "I just don't know what I'm going to do about you."
"I know what I'd like you to do about me," Blair replied. "I'd like you to put your head down here in my lap and suck my cock."
"No. I couldn't," she insisted.
Blair took her hand and placed it on his prick, which was just what Shela wanted him to do.
God! At last! thought Shela. I've got my fingers wrapped around this gorgeous cock. Oh this is just what I wanted three days ago, when I watched that eighteen-year-old boy in that movie, fucking his sister.
Blair's face glowed with happiness when he realized his Aunt Shela wasn't going to pull her hand away. Her fingers caressed his dick lovingly, stroking it gently.
"That's it, Aunt Shela," he murmured. "Oh, you do that so nice."
"I ... I really shouldn't ... "
He opened his legs wide. "Put your other hand on my balls," he suggested.
Shela reached down and cupped them. She couldn't think of a reason not to, since her other hand was already pulling on his cock.
"Oooh, nice. Very nice," he sighed.
"You like that?"
"Yesss..." He reached up and held her face gently in his hands. "Just keep doing that. . . while I kiss you!"
"Uuummm ... " Shela murmured against his eager mouth, pressing against hers. Her hand moved faster on his cock. Her other hand tightened on his balls.
"That's it, Aunt Shela..."
"Blair ... what are you...? " she mumbled against his lips, trying to lick his tongue with hers at the same time.
"Taking off your halter..."
Suddenly her tits were bare and she felt his hand take a firm grip on one of them. She kissed him harder.
"Nice tits..."
Shela stroked his cock faster.
After a moment, he pulled his mouth from hers. breathing heavily. His hand slipped around to the back of her neck.
"You'd better go down on me quick!" He didn't wait for her reply before he began guiding her head toward his cock.
This was what Shela had been waiting for and she made no attempt to resist. She wanted to go down on his cock so bad she could hardly stand it, but she was determined to hold off until he begged her to do it, or forced her to. Now he was forcing her, though he was doing it very gently. The hand on the back of her head was very insistent.
Her mouth moved over the head of his cock and she began licking it. She soon had him so worked up he couldn't sit still. His hands caressed her back lovingly, all the way down to the crack of her ass. They moved under her and took a firm grasp on her full round tits. Shela licked and sucked, her head moving up and down on his cock. Her lips slid over it, from the head down almost to the base. She took it in deep, again and again, the swollen head touching the back of her throat each time.
"Jesus, Aunt Shela!" he gasped. "You really do know how!"
His words pleased her. Of course she knew how. She'd show this stud a thing or two. She could suck a cock just as well as her sister could. This kid would soon find out that she could work his dick over just as expertly as his mother had been doing.
With one hand around the thick shaft and the other playing with his balls, Shela kissed the head of his prick a few times, then slipped it back into her mouth. She lifted her mouth off it again and blew her hot breath over it.
"Oh God...! " Blair gasped.
She swirled her tongue around the head and gave it a good licking. It pleased her to know that her nephew realized by now she was a very gifted cock-sucker and he was getting the blow job of his life.
While she bathed his cock in her mouth, she caressed his balls and the length of his shaft that wasn't in her mouth. His balls quivered as she continued to run her fingers over them.
It wasn't long until Blair was moaning loudly and his head was rolling from side to side on the back of the couch. She had her nephew in a state of ecstasy.
She braced herself for the rush of cum that would shoot into her mouth any second, and she sucked vigorously. " Aaauugggghhh!"
Blair shot off like a cannon. The first spurt jetted into her mouth and hit the back of her throat. Shela swallowed quickly and kept sucking. She wanted this to be a perfect orgasm for her nephew, one he'd always remember. Several more spurts came, all in quick succession. It kept her busy swallowing the almost steady stream of fluid, until at last the flow stopped and Blair dropped back against the couch, completely spent.
"Oh Aunt Shela!" he panted, trying to get his breath. "That was the best blow job ever! I never realized I could cum like that. That was great!"
She sat up and smiled at him. "As good as your mother gives you?"
His face went blank. "I ... I never told you..."
"Didn't you? You told me a lot more than you thought you did."
"I told you Mom sucked me off?" he asked.
Shela laughed. "You didn't have to, I could read between the words. I'm not stupid, you know. The way your mother lets you fool around with her, she wouldn't settle just for that. And neither would you. You'd both be nervous wrecks if you didn't finish each other off."
"Yeah. I guess I did shoot my mouth off," said Blair.
She put her arms around him and hugged him. "As long as I'm the only one you've told, you haven't a thing to worry about. And neither has your mother."
"Gosh, nobody else knows."
"Good. And I hope you keep our secret, too."
"I will, Aunt Shela."
"I wouldn't want the word to get out that I'm doing naughty things with my nephew, while he's staying with me."
"Sure."
She kissed him affectionately. "But since I know about you and your mother anyway, it's okay to tell me."
He grinned at her. "You're sure?" "Yes. I want to hear it."
"Well, if you're sure it's all right."
She kissed him again. "Tonight, when we're in bed, we'll cuddle up together and you can tell me all about it. It'll be exciting to hear everything you and your mother did together. I want to hear how you coaxed her into letting you fuck her. Or did she lure you into it?"
CHAPTER THREE
"You've sure got great tits, Aunt Shela," he told her. "I'd like to bury my face in them and stay there all day long."
"Well, go ahead, honey," said Shela, pleased with his words. "We aren't pressed for time."
He put his arms around her and they kissed. When his mouth drew away from hers, several moments later, he looked down at her naked boobs, the stiff nipples brushing against his chest.
"You have freckles all over your tits," he said. "Just like Mom has."
"Yes. I guess because we're both redheads."
"I like freckles on a girl," he told her. "Especially on her tits. That really turns me on."
She glanced down at his cock and gave a little squeal of delight. "It really does, doesn't it? Look at it stretching and starting to rise. Now that's what turns me on!"
"Your tits are beautiful, they're a nice handful, yet they don't sag. So nice and firm." He brought his hands up to them and caressed them tenderly. His fingers teased the erect nipples while the weight of her tits rested on his palms.
Shela leaned back with her eyes closed as she murmured quietly to him, "Oh, Blair darling, that feels so good. Oh, sweetheart, I love to have my tits looked after this way. Ooohhh!"
Blair lowered he head and kissed her neck just under her chin. Then his tongue licked its way down to the top of her cleavage between the full round soft mounds he held in his hands. Turning his head he rubbed his cheek softly over the warm smooth flesh. As he moved his face over one breast, her nipple slipped into his mouth and he sucked on it lustfully.
"Oh, Blair! Yes ... suck it!"
Thus encouraged, he sucked even harder, nipping the tit-flesh lightly with his teeth and taking a good portion of it into his mouth.
The tip of his tongue licked around the bulging aureole, then onto the nipple itself. He pushed on it with his tongue, pressing it into the pillow of soft tit, then letting it thrust back out.
"God, Blair, you're a true artist, the way you play with them," Shela said with a happy sigh.
While his mouth sucked on one tit, his hands held and fondled the other one. His other hand moved up and down over her exposed body, his fingers skimming the smooth flesh lightly. And while he was doing that, Shela massaged the firm muscles in his neck and shoulders.
While he continued with his vigorous tit-sucking.
Blair grasped Shela's panties and began pulling them down. Shela raised her ass up from the couch, and he peeled the thin fragile garment down past her hips.
He watched her red-haired pussy come into view as he moved the panties down to her knees. Blair felt a wild urge to bury his face in there and search for her cunt with his tongue. Pulling the handkerchief-sized garment from her feet, he tossed it, sending it fluttering across the room and onto the floor.
Shela looked at him with adoration in her eyes. Her hand snaked its way down to his now fully stiffened cock. She just couldn't keep her fingers off it.
She was thrilled with the heat and power of that prick she held in her hand. Their mouths came together again, this time with even more hunger. Blair's hand felt over her belly and thighs.
Her nephew kissed his way down over her body again. Taking his time, he sucked on both her tits until Shela was so hot and excited her bare ass was writhing and squirming on the couch. When it was obvious she was ready to be kissed further down, her eighteen-year-old lover moved off in that direction. He paused at her navel, probing and teasing it with his tongue, then he continued his journey to her steaming crotch.
Rubbing his lips and nose in the triangle of her red-haired muff, he got his first whiff on her delicate female scent. The faint exciting fragrance of a woman in heat made him eager, and it was all he could do to control his approach to her cunt, to move onto it slowly and provocatively.
"Oh Jesus, Blair!"
Shela's hips were squirming and writhing lasciviously. She spread her thighs to encourage him to get his head down where she wanted it. Blair got onto his knees on the carpeted floor and placed his body between her legs. Shela lost no time in sliding her ass up to the edge of the seat cushion, laying her pussy right out there before him. Her nephew lowered his face to the growth of soft hair already wet with the moisture that seeped from her excited cunt.
Inhaling deeply of her delicious scent that rose from her pussy was intoxicating to him. It filled him with sexual longing as his tongue explored her crotch. Licking his way up and down the puffy lips of her slit, he had Shela on the verge of screaming. When his tongue stopped at her cunt-hole and thrust its way in, she shrieked and pressed her hands to the back of his head. Her fingers combed through his wavy brown hair and she gripped it tight, each time she felt something that was really intense. Giving him better access by lifting her knees, she rubbed his face firmly into her hot, moist twat.
"Oh lick me, honey," she moaned. "Oh God, eat meee!"
Lapping her cunt with long exciting swipes of his tongue, Blair gave Shela a going-over the like of which she'd never had before. This time she did scream.
He followed the contours within her juicy gash. His tongue licked and teased the inner lips up to Shela's throbbing clitty. When his tongue hit that, she went wild. He moved back down along the Wet tender walls to the entrance where he would soon have his cock. He thrust his tongue in as far as he could and savored the pleasant flavor of her fresh pussy secretions.
Shela's trembling thighs held his head in place as she felt her orgasm stirring deep in her crotch.
"Oh God, sweetheart! I'm ready to cum!"
Blair responded to that news with an even greater effort to please her. Shela thought that if he pleased her any more than this, she wouldn't be able to stand it.
Tremors shook her body as her nephew tormented her clit with the tip of his tongue. Shela's voice rose to a crescendo of shrieks and gasps as her orgasm became more intense. Blair reached up and grabbed her tits, one in each hand, and he continued to lick over her clit.
Shela was almost overcome with the wave of pleasure that washed over her. Every muscle in her body was trembling and she shook with the jolts of sensation that shot through her, in response to her nephew's sensational cunt-lapping. Her nephew's face was buried to his ears between her thighs and slippery cunt-juice from her climaxing snatch coated his cheeks and chin.
"Blair! Darling! Oh sweetheart," Shela babbled when she could finally speak. "God, I could keep you here between my legs forever!"
Her nephew took this as a discreet invitation to keep right on doing what he was doing, which he did. Shela was thrilled that he could read her needs so well. She was a lusty woman who wasn't about to settle for one orgasm without trying for more. She moaned happily as he returned to the more leisurely licks with which he began. Shela felt grateful to him, knowing how much he wanted to get his cock into her, that he was willing to delay his pleasure, to continue eating her heated pussy.
She was half lying, half sitting, sprawled limply with her legs over his shoulders. "That's sooo sweet, darling," she cooed. "You're wonderful ... "
Her nephew brought her through three more fantastic orgasms and was quite willing, even eager, to lap at her pussy until she had another one. But Shela lifted his face from her tingling snatch. His face was wet as he smiled at her.
"What a fantastic lover you are," she said with a deep sigh, as he moved up over her and kissed her. "Oooh ... do you ever taste of pussy!"
She stretched out on the couch and pulled him down beside her. The slipped their arms about each other and their bodies came together in an embrace that soon became hotly passionate. Shela felt sexual need growing in her once again. She kissed her nephew, putting all she had into it, to let him know she was turned on and ready for him.
Her fingers closed around his solid cock while his hand caressed her pussy. "Oh, sweetheart, this is going to be such a wonderful summer, having you here with me like this!"
"It sure will be," agreed Blair. "For me, anyway. When Mom told me she wanted me to come here and stay with you, I didn't expect you and I would end up like this."
"Didn't you?"
"Well, I thought about it, but I wasn't sure it would happen."
"Have you and your mother cuddled together on the couch like this, naked?"
He grinned. "As a matter-of-fact, after I told her I'd come here and stay, while she got Dad cooled down, we took off our clothes and snuggled up together on the couch. Just like this!"
"Did you eat her pussy, like you did me?"
"How did you know?"
Shela laughed. "I'm getting to know your technique. Once you get your head between a woman's legs, she'd never refuse you anything. Not even your mother!"
"Mom and I couldn't be as relaxed about it as you and I are now."
"Why not?"
"Dad started coming home early from the office," said Blair. "We could never be sure just when he'd come through the door. We had to be real careful."
"How nerve-wracking."
"Sure was. Mom and I were cuddled up on the couch. She'd explained to me how she'd like me to come here and stay with you for the summer, to get out of Dad's sight for a while. I agreed and this was our last chance to make it together, before I started packing. We were just getting it on. She was as hot for it as I was and I had my cock partway in, working it in deeper, when she heard Dad's car pull up in the driveway!"
"Oh, shit!"
"We sure got dressed in a hurry," said Blair. "We just made it, too. I was sitting there reading and Mom had just dashed out into the kitchen when he came through the door."
"Good heavens! If that was what you and Ria had to put up with, it's no wonder she was so overjoyed when I offered to have you stay here with me."
"Yeah," said Blair. "I was sure glad to get away from the old man for a while. Much more of that and Mom and I would have been nervous wrecks."
She tightened her arms around him and kissed him. "Well you can relax now, darling. Nobody is going to bust in on us while we're having fun."
Shela and her nephew were lying on their sides, facing each other and Blair put his long hard dick between her open thighs and rubbed the head of it against the warm moist opening of her cunt. The helmet shaped knob touched her clitoris and Shela crooned with delight. The pleasant sensations, caused by his cock rubbing against her clit drove them both into a frenzy of excitement.
"Yes, darling. Right there," Shela muttered in Blair's ear. "Oh you really know your way around a woman's pussy. God. I feel sorry for my sister, having to let you go."
"It was just as well," Blair murmured against her lips. "Mom was neglecting her housework. And we were getting careless. We'd have been caught for sure if I hadn't left when I did."
The head of his dick slipped in past the warm lips of her pussy. "Ooooh yesss.... Now a little deeper. Oh, that's nice!"
She took his hand and placed it on the warm cheeks of her ass. Keeping the head of his cock in her pussy, Blair maneuvered between her legs and mounted her as she slid over on the couch and settled on her back. His thick cock moved deeper into her cunt and Shela cried out excitedly.
She could feel the huge solid head of his prick move up farther into her slippery tight channel. Then as he brought his hips forward and down, she felt the lips of her cunt slip along his shaft and hold it like a snug-fitting glove. Her pussy was hot and wet and held her nephew's big dick tightly but gently.
It was the most beautiful feeling Shela had experienced in quite some time. With her nephew's chest pressing down on her tits, her arms encircled his neck and their mouths came together. She found herself at last in the wonderful situation she had planned to get into when she invited her sister to send her son to stay with her.
Her nephew moved his hips in a rhythmic fucking motion and his cock slid back and forth in Shela's cunt. God, he was doing it so well. The feeling of having her hot tender pussy massaged, caressed and worked over by her nephew's eager prick, was even better than she dreamed it would be.
Shela moaned again, joining her nephew in his grunts of pleasure. Through "the incredible waves of erotic sensation that flowed through her body from the pounding effects of her nephew's cock, she noted the thrill of feeling his hands grasping the cheeks of her bobbing ass. She could even feel his big hairy balls slap against the crack of her ass with every thrust.
Before long, her being was overflowing with ecstasy as her eighteen-year-old lover fucked her into orgasm. At the peak of her sensations, while she writhed and twisted beneath him, arching her back and thrusting her pussy at him, she felt his hot liquid charge jetting into her. She fell back limply onto the couch, while his cum flooded her cunt in spurt after spurt.
She closed her eyes with a deep sigh and felt him go limp on top of her. They lay there, cuddled together, gasping for breath.
"Darling, that was beautiful," Shela sighed when their lust for each other had, for the time being, been appeased.
"Aunt Shela," he murmured between his kisses on her neck, shoulders and boobs, "I can't believe how great it was."
Shela smiled up at her nephew and stroked his head. It was a gentle loving touch, the way a devoted aunt would touch her nephew, and it seemed strange, considering he was on top of her with his long dick buried in her cunt.
"You're quite a man..."
He grinned broadly.
"What are you grinning at?"
"I was thinking of Mom. Wouldn't she be surprised if she could see us now? She hoped we'd get along well together, but she didn't expect us to fuck. And not the same day I got here!"
"But it seems to me, darling, that what we're doing is only practical," said Shela.
"What do you mean, Aunt Shela?"
"Well, I think we should get to know each other, to understand and appreciate each other. Wouldn't your mother want that?"
"Sure."
"But the thing is," said Shela, "that we're two normal, healthy people. You need a woman and I need a man. We need to fuck. Right?"
"Right!" said Blair, grinning.
"Now, if you're out all the time, looking for girls to screw, and I'm dating a man or men, because I need to get laid ... when are you and I going to get to know each other?"
"Yeah. How about that?" Blair agreed.
Shela entwined her arms and legs about him and kissed him. "Isn't this much better? Being together like this? Whenever you need a woman, I'm right here to lay down with you." She looked into his eyes with an adoring smile. "And when I need a man, I sure don't have to look very far."
"Aunt Shela," he said, with a big smile. "I think we got it made!"
"We're going to have a wonderful summer together, honey," she said before she kissed him.
"The long hot summer," laughed Blair.
"But one thing to remember, darling," said Shela. "People would be very shocked and outraged about an aunt letting her nephew fuck her. The same as if they found out a boy was fucking his mother. It doesn't matter that it's none of their business. They'd make it their business. I don't need to remind you, I'm sure, that you and I must keep this a secret between us."
"Don't worry. Aunt Shela. Mom was just as concerned as you about anyone finding out. I'm not stupid enough to brag about it to anyone."
"I know you aren't, sweetheart," said Shela, hugging him tightly.
They lay there still and quiet for a while. Shela was thinking now nice it was going to be to have a young stud there who would fuck her whenever she wanted it. She thought about all the other things she would want to try with her nephew in the days ahead. Not to mention the nights. As she let her imagination run, she realized Blair must be having similar thoughts. She could feel his prick growing again, stretching and filling her cunt.
She sighed happily as she began moving it back and forth. Before long they were moaning and groaning and clutching at each other. They rolled together and Shela came up on top. Grunting and sweating, they writhed and squirmed through their second fuck. Shela sailed into her orgasm and ground her pussy on his cock until he filled her with another spurting charge of cum. It was even better than the first one had been.
"I don't think I'm going to give you the guest room after all," she said with a warm smile, snuggling against him as they gasped for breath. "Except to use the closet for your clothes. I think you'll be more comfortable in my bed ... with me."
CHAPTER FOUR
"What really happened at your home that got your father so upset?" asked Shela. "Or would you rather not tell me."
They had been in bed together for three hours. After spending the afternoon together on the couch, Shela and her nephew took a shower together, then dressed and went out to dinner. When they returned neither was interested in anything except going to bed ... with each other. Now, after an evening of strenuous erotic activity on the kind-size bed, they were content to relax in each other's arms and talk.
"I don't mind telling you. Aunt Shela," said Blair. "Heck you've already guessed most of it anyway, what went on between Mom and me. Just what did Mom tell you when she phoned you?"
"She told me she was in her bedroom, in her bra and panties. You came in and put your arms around her. Your father came upstairs and into the bedroom while you and your mother were hugging and kissing each other. And your father got angry."
Blair grinned at her. "Mom left out a couple of details," he said. "The really good parts."
"What details?"
"Well, for one thing, I was bare-assed naked when I went in her bedroom, and I had a really solid hard-on. It was standing straight up when I put my arms around her. Mom wasn't shy about putting her hand on my cock, and she had a real grip on it when Dad came in and saw us. It sure pissed him off."
"My God! No wonder!" Shela gasped.
"Yeah. It wouldn't have been so bad if Mom and I were just kissing," Blair agreed. "Dad would have given me shit for running around in front of Mom without any clothes on, and that might have been the end of it."
"Yes. He could have handled that."
"But when he came in. Mom was moaning softly while I was kissing her. She had one hand on my balls and her other hand wasn't just holding my cock, she was pumping it!"
"Oooh..."
"And while we were kissing she was rubbing her tits against my chest. . . "
"Quite a picture for your father to see."
"I didn't help matters any," Blair told her. "I had both hands on her rear end. One hand was inside her panties with my finger moving along the crack of her ass. I don't know how much Dad had seen, but that's when he let out a roar and scared the shit out of both of us."
"You really made him mad, didn't you?" "He was so mad he'd have belted me, I guess, except that I'm taller and heavier."
"You're lucky."
Both Mom and I were lucky he caught us when he did," said Blair. "In another minute Mom would have been on her knees in front of me, with my cock in her mouth!"
Jesus!"
Well that's what I went into her room for," Blair said. "Mom often gives me a blow job while Dad has his ass parked in front of the TV tube."
"She does?"
"Yeah. Often it's in the kitchen, while Dad is watching one of those stupid game shows Mom and I are supposedly doing the dishes."
"If he only knew..."
"Thank God he doesn't."
"You mother must really enjoy your cock."
"Sure. And not just in her mouth, either." He grinned at her. "Mom is a normal, healthy woman. She's also hot and sexy. Why wouldn't she?"
Shela stared at him without replying.
"But even so, things will work out okay," said Blair.
"They will? How?"
"After Dad cools down, Mom will convince him she just got carried away for a moment, that she just couldn't resist touching a cock that was right there in front of her. She'll point out to him that he'd do more than that to a teenage pussy if it was thrust right up in his face. Mom will soon have him believing there was nothing to it, that nothing really happened, or would have happened."
"You're probably right," said Shela. "That sister of mine could always talk her way out of anything."
"Sure hope she talks her way out of this one."
"She will. But your father will most--likely always have some doubts whenever you and your mother are alone with each other."
"Yeah, damn it. And Mom and I had a real hot thing going."
"You should have been more careful."
"But I wanted Mom to blow me; and it looked safe enough," said Blair. "Dad was downstairs, watching TV. How was I to know he'd leave it and come upstairs ... in the middle of a ball game?"
"Must have been during a station break."
"Yeah. He'd never get his ass out of the chair during a game."
"I'm amazed at Ria doing that to you. She's your mother."
He gave her a lewd grin. "You did ... and you're my aunt. Do you think Mom doesn't enjoy a stiff cock as much as you do?"
"Hmmm, I guess you're right," agreed Shela. "Has. . . does your mother do that to you frequently?"
"You bet she does. Every chance she gets," he replied. "We were having a ball ... before we fucked up, the other day."
"Yes ... that ended that, at least for a while."
"It was fun. And exciting," said Blair. "like ... we'd look out the window and see Dad in the driveway, washing his car. Then I'd haul out my cock and Mom would go down on me. Or she'd suck me off at the breakfast table while Dad was still upstairs, shaving. He's always slow in the morning. But Mom isn't."
"Sounds like a lot of fun ... for you," said Shela.
"Oh, Mom gets hers, too," Blair assured her. "But she won't let me go down on her unless we're alone in the house, the doors are locked, and there's no danger of us being interrupted." "I see."
"Mom--likes me to spend a lot of time eating her pussy. She'll keep my face in her snatch until she comes off three or four times before she'll take her legs from around my head and let me come up for air. Then I can climb over her and shove my cock into her."
"God..."
"She's really hot for it, then. She'll have one orgasm after another while I'm fucking her. And when it's finally over, she--likes to cuddle in my arms and lie there for a while.
"That takes time," said Shela.
"Yeah," agreed Blair. "You can't do it all that while Dad is in front of the tube, watching The Dating Game.""
"What do you do?"
"We get our chance when he's out on the golf course. And Thursday nights he goes bowling." "Your mother must miss you right about now." "I guess so."
Shela smiled at him. "Ria's loss is my gain. And I don't have a husband who'll come barging into the bedroom while I'm sucking your cock. But enough of this chit-chat. Let's fuck!"
Blair laughed. 'It sure takes a lot of cock to look after you, doesn't it?"
"It's your fault, talking the way you have been. It made me hot and horny. Besides, I may have you only for the summer, so I want all of your cock I can get."
"Only for the summer?"
"Well, at the end of summer you might be able to tell your folks you have a job here and I'll tell them you're welcome to live here with me."
"Hey! I'd like that," said Blair. "You're not only a good-looking, hot and sexy woman, you are real nice great to be with. Especially in bed!"
"Thank you, dear. There's only one snag. Ria won't like it. She wants you, too, you know."
"Sure, but if I go home, Mom will have two men and you won't have any. That isn't fair. I'd better stay here and look after you."
"Darling, you're sweet," said Shela. "But maybe by the end of summer you'll have had enough of me and be glad to be home."
"Not a chance."
"Oh, I do hope you're right."
"I do wish you and Mom lived closer together, though," he said, "so I could look after both of you."
"Ria can come visit us. And stay as long as she wants," Shela replied. "We'll think of something ... when the time comes." Her hand griped his cock and it stiffened. "Come on. I want you to fuck me!"
Blair grinned at her as he drew her naked body into his arms, pressing his face into the deep valley between her full firm tits. Shela could feel the hot wetness of his tongue leaving a trail of liquid fire as it moved over her soft flesh. His mouth was moving all over her creamy tits, his lips working ever closer to her desire-swollen nipples.
"Oooh, Blair," she whimpered with joy when he gulped one of her tingling nipples into his mouth. "That feels so good."
Throwing her head back, Shela's long red hair spilled over the pillow as she closed her eyes, savoring the sensations that flowed from her nipples to every aroused nerve in her body.
"Mmmmmm..." she moaned softly.
Working passionately on her tits with his hot sucking mouth, her nephew moved his hand down between her open legs, letting it creep up along her inner thighs. The quiet bedroom was filled with deep excited breathing and the slurping sound of his lips on her nipple as he hand moved closer and closer to her cunt.
"Oh, darling!" she cried excitedly, when she felt his hand brush against her soft nest of red pubic hair.
Spreading her legs wider, Shela let out a gasp when she felt his finger slipping into the swampy hotness of her slippery twat.
"Oooh, sweetheart," she panted, writhing her hot cunt around his deeply imbedded finger. "That feels so good."
"I'm glad," he whispered, momentarily removing his mouth from her tit flesh.
"You'd make any woman fall in love with you when you treat her like this!"
She moaned as his lips clamped down once more on her tit. Closing her eyes, Shela's entire body was writhing around on the bed as his finger slid in and out between the soft folds of her juicy cunt lips. His finger knew how to please a woman, the way he used it. Shela knew she could climax on this kind of action, even if her nephew didn't do anything more than what he was now doing.
The handsome young stud slid his finger down over her tingling clitty, then worked it up through the tight opening and deep into the juicy wetness of her cunt. When the entire length of his finger was embedded in her slippery twat, he twisted it around in her slick cuntal passage like a corkscrew. Each time he withdrew his finger from deep in her snatch, he slid it up high between the lips of her cunt and stimulated her stiffened clitoris until she squealed with joy. He teased her clit until she could hardly stand any more of it, then he plunged his finger back into the sucking hotness of her twat and started all over again. On and on he went, fingering her clitty and her cunt, until Shela was almost freaking out with the intense ecstasy of it.
"Oh God, darling!" she gasped, reaching down for his thick, hard shaft.
"I love playing with your pussy," he whispered in her ear.
The feel of his hot thick meat in her hand was one of the most exciting things Shela could ever wish for. It was warm and hard, yet there was a velvety feel to the skin of his cock as she slid it up and down over his sausage-like shaft. She could feel the hot blood coursing through the raised veins as his thoroughly aroused dick throbbed in her loving grasp.
Shela realized now she had one regret. Why had she spent nine years being married to George when she could have had all kinds of handsome eighteen-year-old studs, like her nephew here, thrilling her the was she was now being thrilled?
"Oh God!" moaned her nephew, removing his mouth from her tit when she began stroking his hard, quivering cock at the same tempo she was using to finger her juicy slit. "That's the way to do it. Aunt Shela!"
"Oooh, Blair!" she moaned. "I need to get fucked!"
"You sure are hot for it, aren't you?" he panted.
"How clever of you to notice that."
"Heck, it just comes from experience."
"Come on, honey," she pleaded. "Get your dick into me. I can't wait any longer."
Rolling onto her back and spreading her shapely naked legs for him, Shela was floating on a turbulent sea of passion as she eagerly anticipated getting his magnificent cock.
"Hurry," she panted, writhing her hot ass around on the bed.
Crawling up between her open thighs, Blair's eyes traveled from the lovely nakedness of her big-nippled tits down over the gentle swell of her belly to the triangle of red hair tucked so sweetly between her legs.
The sight of her cunt juice oozing out from between the lips of her pussy made him break out in a sweat. He shivered with wild excitement as he guided his eager, jerking prick toward her delectable gash. Trembling with anticipation, he clutched the base of his shaft and nudged the head of it between the slippery lips of her hot pussy.
Anxious to have her cunt completely filled with her nephew's throbbing dick, Shela arched her cunt up to swallow the huge helmet-shaped head. Her nephew lunged like he was going to spear her with his dick and drive her right down into the mattress.
"Easy, lover ... easy," she whispered, clutching him tightly in her arms as he forced his big shaft through the tight opening of her pussy. "This is one hell of a big prick I'm taking into me!"
"I'll go easy," he assured her. Then, with a more gentle approach, he sent his throbbing prick up through the hot clinging flesh of her slippery tunnel of love.
Shela was feeling hot and excited as his thick cock advanced deeper and deeper into the snug hotness of her snatch. Then came the intense pleasure what accompanied it.
"Oooh, Blair!" she whispered when the entire length of his prick was buried in her pussy. "You feel so nice and big in me."
"Oh, you sweet luscious woman!" he panted in that obscene tone of voice that had so thoroughly aroused Shela during the afternoon when she was getting acquainted with his cock. "I'm going to fuck your cunt crazy with my big hot prick!"
"Oh yes, sweetheart," she whispered with passion, thrilled at his choice of words. "Just fuck the hell out of me. Give my hot cunt a good loving fuck!"
When he pumped his thick solid dick in and out of her twat, Shela thought she'd pass out from the sheer joy of it. Reaching beneath her as he fucked, her nephew cupped the shapely globes of her ass in his hands, pulling her cunt up tighter around his plunging cock. Shela moaned as she felt his fingers digging into her quivering buns. On and on he fucked his cock into her, each lusty stroke sending Shela to new heights of pleasure. While he continued pumping his rod into her, her lustful joy was intensified further by the feel of his fingers playing with her ass. Each time he pulled her firm resilient cheeks apart, her pussy would open with them, allowing him to drive his cock deeper into that enticing open gash eagerly receiving it.
"Oh, sweet lover!" she cried with joy. "I love your beautiful big cock!"
Shela was fucking back at him with all her strength as he plunged his thick shaft in and out of her hot snatch.
"Oh you big-dick sweetheart!" she sobbed as his hard meat drilled into the depths of her steamy twat. "Fuck it to me, dear! Let me have it!"
She was beside herself with rapture as his solid plunging penis completely filled her hot cunt. Fucking into her with a wild intensity, his big dick slammed against the end of her cuntal passage, sending jolt after jolt of incredible ecstasy sparking through her writhing body.
"Oh, lover, you're fucking me so nice ... Kiss me. . . "
"Aunt Shela ... Your luscious cunt was just made for ... fucking!"
Wanting him to pound his lusty cock even deeper into her hot cunt, Shela locked her trim ankles around his back and screwed her feverish snatch up tighter around the thick base of his hard-working dick. Grunting and panting above her, his desire-swollen shaft was zipping in and out of her cunt with the speed of a rocket, each hearty drive lifting her sweet lovely ass up off the bed.
"That's it, you darling fucker!" she shrieked, slamming her cunt up to meet each wild thrust of his pounding rod. "Give it to me, sweetheart! Ram it into me!"
Shela's lovely face was contorted in a mask of lust as she quickly neared her orgasm.
"Oh, Blair!" she squealed happily. "I love your cock! Harder, daring. I'm almost there!"
Shela was on the verge of her climax, and she hysterically waved her legs around in the air.
"Oooh! Darling! I'm going to CUM!"
Feeling his own charge building up, her nephew drilled into her at an even faster tempo.
"Blair!" she shrieked, frantically writhing her hot snatch around his plunging cock. "Shoot your load! Fill me with it! OOOH!"
Giving her one last vicious thrust, Blair's cock sent a torrent of hot liquid into her spasming cunt. The feel of his hot charge splattering against the walls of her twat sent Shela off into her orgasm.
"Oh, honey!" she cried out as her climax shook her entire body. "Oooh! Oooh! Aaahhh!"
CHAPTER FIVE
When Shela slowly awakened the next morning, she was lying on her side, her knees drawn up in front of her. She was confused at first when she realized there was someone in bed with her. She could feel his body against hers, and the semi-rigid cock pressing against the crack of her ass was very distinct. An arm was around her and the hand had a gentle grasp on one of her tits.
Her mind cleared and she remembered her nephew. Then she quickly recalled the fun they had had yesterday, especially the wild hot sex they had had last night before they finally dropped off to sleep.
She stretched her body luxuriously. She hadn't slept that well in ages. Nothing like being satisfyingly fucked to really relax a woman so she could sleep peacefully, Shela considered. Maybe that was why so many women were on pills. They weren't getting laid often enough, or in a way that satisfied them. Not her. Not now that she had her nephew living with her, sharing her bed with her.
The feel of his cock, rubbing against her ass sent tingling sensations through her cunt. Feeling as sexy as she ever felt, and being well rested, Shela turned over and gently kissed her nephew.
She reached down for his prick. Finding it, she placed it between her legs and began tenderly massaging it in a naughty way with her thighs, feeling his cock slowly start to throb and grow. The exciting texture of his enlarging prick sent a deliciously warm glow surging through her crotch and hot moisture started seeping out of her aroused pussy.
Her sleeping nephew began to stir when his cock expanded in her hand, becoming a full-grown erection.
"Hi, Aunt Shela," he smiled at her. "This is sure a great way to start a new day."
As Shela continued pumping his cock with her hand and her thighs, Blair got his hand down there, too, and worked his finger into Shela's hot moist cunt.
"Blair darling," she whispered excitedly. "Let's fuck!"
He laughed. "You sound just like Mom."
"What? I do?"
"This is how she wakes me in the morning, when I sleep with her," he told her. "I wake up to find her playing with my cock and she whispers in my ear, telling me to wake up and fuck her."
"When do you get to sleep with your mother?"
"Dad is in charge of a new plant they're building in another state," he replied. "He flies there once a week. He's gone two nights, sometimes three. Mom and I go to bed right after supper and we fuck like crazy!"
"That's what I'd like us to do right now." "What's that?"
"For you and me to fuck like crazy."
"Oh, I couldn't do that," he grinned.
"Why not?"
"You're my aunt," he teased. "And I'm your nephew. A guy isn't supposed to fuck his own aunt. That's incest."
"No, that's bullshit," she replied. "If I had a dollar for every woman in this country who's secretly had sex with her nephew, I'd be a rich lady."
"You are a rich lady."
"See? That proves it."
"Well, I guess I could," he answered hesitatingly. "It sure would be fun to fuck my aunt. She's so beautiful and has a really great body."
"Good," she laughed, rolling onto her back. "But take it easy on me, honey. After all the fucking we did yesterday, my pussy may be a little tender."
Gazing lustfully at his beautiful naked aunt, Blair crawled up between her lewdly spread legs. Drawing her knees back against her chest, Shela blatantly exposed the entire length of her hair-fringed slit for her excited nephew to stare at. As he moved his stiff cock toward her cunt, Shela trembled with excitement. A wild tingle streaked through her pussy when she felt the heat of his prick brush against the soft flesh of her inner thigh as it moved closer to her hot wet cunt.
Feeling his huge solid cockhead probing against her soft pussy hair, she reached down and grasped his throbbing shaft, teasing the sensitive head of his prick up and down against her hot moist cunt lips. The swollen head of his cock glistened with the slick lubricating fluids that oozed out from her excited slit.
Shivering with anticipation, Shela guided his pulsing cock between the lust-swollen lips of her pussy and into the hot mouth of her cunt. With the end of his dick just inside her twat. Shela grasped her nephew's ass and arching her hips up, she drew her horny lover toward her.
"Oh Christ!" she whimpered, feeling his prick slipping through the snug opening of her cunt.
From the time he first slipped his prick into her yesterday on the couch until now, her nephew had fucked her more times than she had kept track of. Still his thing moving into her felt enormous.
"Oh, honey, wait. Don't move for a minute," she whispered, clutching him tightly in her arms." My pussy isn't used to all the attention it's suddenly been getting. It's really tender."
When she felt her nephew starting to pull his cock out, Shela clung desperately to him.
"No, darling. Don't take it out," she cried. "Just lie still for a moment. I want you in me!"
When her tense body relaxed a bit, Shela once more arched her hips, taking more of his stiff boner into her cunt. She was pleased when she didn't feel the discomfort of the initial penetration.
"Does it feel okay now?" whispered Blair, as Shela's hot moist cunt squeezed deliciously around his tingling shaft.
"Uummm ... you'd better believe it does," she answered.
Clinging tightly to her nephew, Shela continued arching her hips, drawing him against her, feeling his solid dick slipping deeper and deeper between the squeezing walls of her hot snatch.
Shela was suddenly ecstatically aware of the wild sensations streaking through her body as his solid cock rubbed excitingly against the raw nerve-ends in her tight squeezing cuntal passage.
"Oooh, Blair darling. It's soo good," she whimpered as his hard cock sank deeper and deeper into her hotly aroused cunt.
When her nephew finally reached full penetration, he lay still on top of her naked body, his solid dick throbbing wildly in her tight snatch. While he was lying still and quiet, Shela could feel her cunt walls grasping and sucking against his solid boner.
"Oh, sweetheart," she whispered to her nephew. "Your cock feels so good in me."
Aunt and nephew remained still for a long time, their warm naked bodies locked erotically together by the long hard dick that was throbbing deep in Shela's cunt.
"Would you like me to fuck you now?" he whispered finally, giving her a loving kiss.
"Oh yes," she sighed, kissing him back. "Fuck me, darling."
Beginning slowly as first, he pumped his shaft back and forth in Shela's tightly stretched pussy. This was an entirely new experience for Shela, being fucked in the morning, before she even got out of bed. Feeling a cock in her almost as soon as she was awake. She thought of all the times during her married years when she'd have liked her husband to throw a fuck into her, before she got up to get his breakfast. But he didn't. There were so many things he didn't do.
But this stud of a nephew of hers would do anything. She knew that already. God, she even woke up in the middle of the night to find him getting his cock into her. How beautiful. Oh, how wonderful life would be from now on with him in bed with her.
She was writhing in ecstasy as his hard prick slithered in and out, vibrating exquisitely against the tight slippery flesh of her cunt. Her hotly stretched slit was sucking and squeezing on his shaft as his rigid boner zipped in and out of her hot slippery hole.
"Oh, Blair!" she squealed with joy. "This feels so good!"
She could hear the exciting slurping sound of his hard cock drilling in and out of her hot slick pussy. She was thrilled, too, by the feel of his big hairy balls slapping against her bare ass.
"That's it, honey!" she whimpered with delight. She felt him speed up the tempo of his thrusts. "That's it, darling. Give it to me good!"
There was no doubt in Shela's mind she was the happiest woman alive right then, as her nephew fucked her faster and deeper. His long hard thrusts sent his cock in right to the hilt, again and again.
"That's the way, sweetheart!" she shrieked. "That's the way to fuck me!"
"You really like fucking?" he asked, smiling down into her glowing face.
"With you I do!" she squealed. "God, you're fabulous!"
Shela was lurching and screaming frantically as her nephew's driving cock continued rubbing so pleasantly against the smooth, slippery ridges of her hot slick passage. The intense sensations were carrying Shela completely away from all reality.
"That's it, you darling fucker!" she screamed, digging her heels into his ass. "Fuck it to me, honey! FUCK ME!"
Slamming his solid prick in and out with savage intensity, he could hardly control himself any longer as his passion increased.
Her whole universe seemed to explode in the throes of her intense orgasm, when she felt his stream of hot liquid gushing up into her cunt. Clinging tightly to her nephew, she writhed and humped through her fabulous climax as her nephew's spurting cock filled her hot pussy with a flood of cum.
"Aunt Shela," Blair whispered a while later as they were recovering from their hot orgasms, "Let's stay in bed all day and fuck!"
"That's fine with me," Shela laughed. "But I think I'd better fix some breakfast first."
"Okay," Blair said with a grin. "How about taking a shower with me, first?"
"Of course, darling," said Shela. "That will be fun."
Stepping into the shower together, they began lathering each other's bodies with soap. Shela gave Blair a good lathering in around his cock and his balls, then worked the soap in along the crack of his ass.
Enjoying the feel of her naughty hands on his genitals, Blair busied himself working a thick lather all over her tits, his fingers playing with the stiffened nipples.
"Oh, Blair," she whimpered as he squeezed and caressed her full firm boobs. "That feels heavenly."
Thrilled by the way Shela was soaping his balls. Blair applied a thick lather to the shapely globes of her ass and worked the suds into the deep crevice between them. Shela let out a shriek as he fingered the puckered rosebud of her ass-hole in the process of getting her immaculately clean. Satisfied as last with the cleanliness of the crack of her ass, Blair then gave his attention to getting her pussy spotlessly clean. He covered it with a thick layer of suds and worked the lather all around her crotch and her cunt lips. By the time he had finished with her cunt, he had Shela so hot and excited she was pumping on his cock.
Not to be outdone by her nephew, she decided that perhaps the crack of his ass needed more attention than she'd already given it.
"Aunt Shela!" her nephew gasped, when her finger worked its way into his ass-hole.
"Do you like that?" she laughed, seeing his cock expand into a full-grown erection when she thrust her finger up the hotness of his rectum.
"Wow!" he wanted, his solid cock throbbing wildly when the length of her finger was buried in his ass-hole.
Seeing the look of delight in her nephew's eyes, Shela went right on screwing her finger around in his ass while the fingers of her other hand pulled and teased his hard prick. Then yanking her finger out of his ass-hole, Shela pressed her body up close against him, his stiff cock pleasantly trapped between her soapy, writhing thighs.
"Oh, Blair darling," Shela whispered. Her arms tightened around his neck and she kissed him. "You're such an adorable young man. So sweet, so wonderful to be with."
Pleased that his beautiful naked aunt liked him so much, Blair reached around and cupped her soft jiggling ass-cheeks in his soapy hands. Rubbing his cock between her thighs, he ran his fingers along the crack of her sudsy ass-meat.
"Aunt Shela," he said in an urgent whisper. "Let's fuck standing up!"
Shela was delighted, and a little amazed at how quickly he could think of the same thing that she had in mind. She reached down and grasped his cock as she stood with her legs apart.
"Bend your knees, sweetheart, so your cock is at the right angle."
It didn't take him long to find the proper angle. Shela guided the bulbous head in past the lips of her cunt. The next thing she knew, she had it so far up in her she had to go on her tip-toes. She felt like she was impaled, dangling on his cock.
"Jesus!" she gasped. Her arms tightened around his neck for support. Her mouth ground against his for pleasure. Her nephew held her by the cheeks of her ass, because it felt good, while he had her skewered with his prick.
"Ooo ... I feel so good when your prick is in me," Shela moaned."
"Me, too, Aunt Shela," he panted. "I sure like to have it in there."
He pressed her back against the wall of the shower and moved his cock back and forth, in and out, until Shela's body began to convulse and shudder.
"Cumming! I'm cumming!" she gasped, pulling her mouth from his.
"So ... am ... I! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
"Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! Ooohhh..."
Shela danced on her toes like a ballerina, as her nephew thrust up into her repeatedly. At the peak of her climax she felt him flood her with his hot liquid charge as it shot into her in spurt after spurt.
After playing around in the shower for several more minutes, the horny couple finally came out. When they'd finished drying each other, Blair followed his naked aunt down the stairs and into the kitchen.
While she moved about the kitchen, preparing breakfast, Shela looked at her nephew sitting in a chair and noticed his stiff cock was throbbing wildly as he watched her.
"Good God!" she exclaimed. "Doesn't that thing ever stay down?"
He grinned proudly. "Not when there's a luscious piece of ass walking back and forth in front of me."
"Am I a luscious piece of ass?" she asked as she broke four eggs into the pan on the stove.
"You're sensational!" Blair assured her.
Staring at her soft creamy ass as she went about getting breakfast, he could see a wisp of her red pussy hair peeking out just below her ass-hole.
"I can't wait to get you back in bed so I can stab my cock into your hot juicy slit again" he told her.
She set a plate of ham and eggs down in front of him. "What an insolent way for a young man to talk to his aunt. Shame on you. Eat your breakfast."
"You're like a little boy who wants is desert but won't eat his meal," she told him. "You won't grow up to be big and strong that way." She gave him a teasing smile as she placed his toast on the side of his plate. "If you're a real good boy and clean up your plate, Aunty will let you fuck her. Would you like that?"
After fixing her plate and setting it on the table, Shela poured the coffee, then sat across from her nephew, her firm fits and stiff nipples pointing at him.
"You sure have luscious tits," he said, smiling at her.
"Thank you, darling," said Shela. "And you have a fantastic cock."
They bantered back and forth while they ate their breakfast. When it was over, Blair got up to help clear the table and wash up the dishes.
"We can let the dishes go until later," Shela suggested. "Let's go upstairs and start my bed bouncing again."
He followed her shapely swinging ass up the stairs. Halfway up, he grabbed her by the hips and kissed both of the jiggling cheeks several times. Finally they made it to her room where they quickly got onto the bed and cuddled in each other's arms.
"Gosh, that's nice and moist," Blair sighed as he ran his finger up and down the length of her slippery gash, her hot and excited cunt lips quivering at his touch.
"That feels so nice," she whispered, closing her eyes and reaching for his stiff cock.
"Gosh, Aunt Shela," he said smiling as they gently played with each other's genitals. "I could easily fall in love with you."
"I'm way ahead of you, darling," she replied, thrilled at the feel of his hot hard dick in her hand. "I am in love with you."
Both of them were trembling with burning passion as they slowly and lovingly fondled each other's highly aroused sex organs. They kissed each other heatedly.
"Mmmmmm..." she murmured. "This is so nice." . "Do you like to play with my prick?" he asked. "Of course I do, darling," she whispered. "I adore it."
"I'm glad, he said, grinning.
"I could go on like this all day," she sighed, her eyes closed in rapture. "Playing with your cock and kissing you."
Getting more and more excited as his lovely aunt stroked his cock, he stopped lightly teasing the lips of her cunt and worked his finger up into her juicy slit.
"Oh God," she moaned, feeling his finger plowing into her seething snatch. Her hot body lurched and shook on the bed as his probing finger explored deeper and deeper into her excited cunt.
She began pumping faster on the hard shaft that was throbbing so frantically in her hand. Shela could feel her nephew's body trembling from the intense pleasure she was giving him. On and on they teased, caressed and stimulated each other's genitals until neither of them could endure the intense sensations much longer.
"Blair," she whispered, finally releasing his cock when he took his finger from her thoroughly aroused slit. "How about a wild hot fuck?"
He grinned at her. "I'm sure glad you mentioned that. I'd probably never have thought of it."
Staring at her nephew's hard boner pointing up to the ceiling, Shela had a sudden urge to squat on it, to feel it driving up her deep into her hot cunt. Facing him, she straddled his hips on her knees and slowly lowered her body until the head of his hard cock brushed against the juicy meat of her hot slippery snatch. Resting her hands on his chest, Shela lowered herself until his throbbing dick was three inches into her pussy.
"Does that feel good?" she asked, squeezing and milking the head of his cock with her excited cunt muscles.
"You know it does!" her nephew gasped as she rotated her tight slippery twat around his cock.
"Do you like it?" she teased, seeing the wild gleam in his eyes.
"I sure do!" he panted, his hands grabbing both her tits.
After happily tormenting him for a few more minutes, she lowered herself until his entire cock was firmly embedded in her hot juicy cunt, then slowly moving up and down on it, she rhythmically worked his quivering cock in and out of her hot snatch.
"Oh, Aunt Shela! That feels so good!"
"I'm glad," she whispered hotly, slowly moving her slippery pussy up and down over his solid cock, her soft cunt-flesh rubbing erotically against every tingling nerve on his shaft.
With his fingers squeezing and pulling on her stiff nipples, Blair was looking at her beautiful face as she fucked up and down over her lurching prick. Her head was thrown back, lips parted and eyes closed in ecstasy. Shela's long red hair streamed down over her soft bare shoulders. There was lust on her beautiful face that further excited her nephew.
"I love it!" he gasped. "I'd like to fuck you forever!"
Shela continued humping up and down on his cock for several more moments before stopping. Smiling down at him, the lovely redhead reached back and put her hands on his knees for support, and then slid her cunt back and forth over his rigid shaft.
She slid slowly back until only the head of his cock remained buried in her cunt, then she slid rapidly forward, letting his hard dick thrust deep into her snatch. Rhythmically repeating the motion, each jab was forcing the length of his dick to rub excitingly against her exposed slit.
Shela was almost out of her mind with ecstasy as her sensitive button of joy slithered back and forth along her nephew's hard shaft. When the fabulous sensations became almost more than she could stand, she fell forward over him, and with his cock still hotly imbedded in her cunt, she rolled him over on top of her.
"Now fuck me, you wonderful stud!" she gasped.
Spreading her thighs farther apart, Shela grasped the tight cheeks of his ass, pulling her nephew deeper into her greedy cunt. As he began drilling in and out of her slippery snatch, she kept right on holding his ass, pulling him more violently into her.
Thrusting his eager cock in and out of her hot snatch, Blair was vaguely aware of her fingers teasing around his balls.
"Fuck, honey! Fuck!" she squealed. "Fuck me good, darling! Shoot your cream into me!"
Clutching at his ass as her nephew pounded his cock into her, she got a working over that was beyond even what she had hoped for. It didn't take long until her nephew's climax was building up in his shaking balls, as Shela propelled him faster and faster with her lewdly undulating hips.
"Cum in me!" she shrieked. Suddenly she felt her orgasm take over her twitching body, and then she felt her nephew's hot cum gushing into her cunt and it was almost more than she could stand.
"Oh, I'm cumming," she cried out, feeling his charge filling her spasming snatch. "I'm ... CUM-MING! CUMMING!"
Crying out with joy, she grasped her nephew tightly in her arms. She screwed her cunt up tighter around his spurting prick until he'd emptied his hot load into her.
"Oh, darling," she whispered sometime later, when they finally settled down and cuddled together in each other's arms. "Getting fucked by you is the wildest thing in the world."
CHAPTER SIX
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Shela and Blair was puttering around in the front yard, Blair trimming the lawn. He had mowed it yesterday but Shela had asked him to leave the trimming around the driveway and the flower beds for today, when she would be tending her flowers and rosebushes. It was fun when the two of them did something like this, together, a change of pace from the other thing they always did together.
Fran Dunbar, in her front yard next door, waved to Shela. Shela smiled and waved back. Fran had a lovely figure and the bikini she was wearing showed it off to good advantage. She was watering her shrubbery and flowers with the garden hose, and each time she leaned over, she almost completely exposed the crack of her ass. But why not? It was such a pretty ass. Fran was a few years younger than Shela, about twenty-five. She and her husband Herb moved in next door right after their honeymoon, about four years ago. Fran was a natural blonde with blue eyes and a sunny disposition. Shela liked her a lot.
Shela wished now she was in her bikini, too, but she had put on a blouse and slacks because she had to go grocery shopping in a little while.
It was an effort to take her eyes off Blair and put her attention on her roses. She had to remind herself that the neighbors might be watching her, and what would they think if they saw her looking at him like she couldn't wait to get into bed with him?
She couldn't help it, though. He was wearing just his jogging shorts and he had a magnificent body. So trim and firm. And the bulge in the front of those shorts was proof that he was splendidly equipped. What woman wouldn't stare at him? Fran Dunbar was casting admiring glances at him and trying not to appear obvious.
Shela watched Mr. and Mrs. Baylor across the street, washing their car. She looked from them to the Bentleys, Joan and Ed, tending their flower beds. They waved. She waved back. She felt the warmth of the neighborhood, the friendliness. . . and yet she felt self-conscious, as she had for the past six weeks that Blair had been living with her.
She glanced at Blair and the feeling grew stronger. She wondered how he could go about trimming the lawn, so unconcerned, as if nothing was going on between him and her ... as if they were merely aunt and nephew, and nothing more.
It was silly of her to feel this way, she told herself. There wasn't any way the neighbors could know that he slept with her, and fucked her half the night, then gave her another good screwing when they awoke in the morning.
She understood why she felt this way. It was hard for her to think of herself as his aunt. What the hell, even if he was eighteen, he could pass for twenty or twenty-two. And she was still twenty-eight. When they were together like this, she felt like they were lovers who were shacking up. And weren't they, really? Hadn't they been sleeping together for the past six weeks and fucking each other silly?
Shela had an idea Blair felt much the same way. Within a day or two after he first fucked her, he stopped calling her Aunt Shela. When they were alone together, where no one could hear, he had more endearing names for her. He called her darling, sweetheart and often referred to her as ... my angel! Shela laughed at the thought. Some angel!
She was being ridiculous, she insisted, yet she had the unshakable feeling that the neighbors, watching her and Blair now, could see the veiled, intimate glances they exchanged, would know instantly what went on between them when they were in the house and no one could see. But how could they know? How could they possibly suspect that she sucked his cock? Or that she opened her legs to him so he could get his mouth onto her cunt?
Shela saw Fran turn off the water, lay the hose down and come toward her. Shela went to meet her and they stopped at the invisible boundary between the two properties. They exchanged amenities, laughing and chatting away.
Blair looked over at them and returned Fran's greeting when she said hello and gave him a warm smile. Fran and Shela were close friends. What would Fran say, Blair wondered, if she knew he was fucking Shela, going to bed with her every night?
Fran sure was a luscious piece. He stared speculatively at Herb Dunbar's beautiful blonde wife, at the crotch of her bikini where her pussy mound was sharply outlined enough to give him a hard-on. He gazed at her tits, which were too full and firm for the skimpy halter she wore. They overflowed in two luscious mounds at the top. All Blair could think of at that moment was what a terrific lay Fran Dunbar would be and how great it would be to put her down on the bed, pull her bikini off and climb on top of her.
If Fran was his woman, he sure wouldn't spend his free time out on the golf course with guys, like that ass-hole Herb Dunbar. The dumb prick was just asking for someone to slip in and take care of Fran's pussy, the way it should be taken care of.
The girls chatted to one another for well over half an hour. Then Shela looked at her watch and gasped just as Blair came up to join them.
"Look at the time!" said Shela. "I've got to get my grocery shopping done, before everything is picked over."
"Oh, that's too bad," said Fran. "I have a big pitcher of lemonade in the fridge. I was just about to ask you and Blair to come over and have some. I have chocolate cake, too."
"You're sweet," said Shela, "but I've got to go." She was off toward the house before either Fran or Blair could say anything more.
Blair stood by Fran as they watched Shela dash into the house, come out a moment later with her purse, and back the car out of the driveway. She waved and smiled at them as she drove off down the street. Blair saw Fran shrug, grin, and shake her head. He watched her blue eyes settle once more on him, watched her mouth turn up at the corners in a warm flirtatious smile.
"Shela tells me you're eighteen," she said. "You look much more mature. And you're so big."
He grinned at her. He looked down at the two swells of tits at the top of her halter. "Yes I am. I'm very big!"
"Oh?" Fran's eyes opened wide, then narrowed. Her gaze swept down to where the shape of his stiff cock pushed his shorts out like a tent. She understood his double meaning, and her face reddened. She glanced back at his grinning face and tried not to let on that the sight of his bulging shorts had her off balance.
"Well, if Shela doesn't have time for my lemonade, that's no reason we can't have some," she said to him. "Will you come in?"
"Yes, I will," Blair replied, heart thumping, his cock growing even more rigid inside his confining shorts.
He thought about Herb Dunbar and wondered if what he'd heard was true, that he was fucking too much in the wrong pussy, leaving Fran's cunt unattended. Was Fran Dunbar one of the frustrated and neglected suburban housewives he had read so much about? Or was she just hot for him? Blair hadn't missed the way she had been looking at him lately, and how she often went out of her way to be friendly to him. She always found some excuse to come outside and talk to him, usually when Shela wasn't around. Blair noticed, too, that when Shela was there, Fran was very careful not to be obvious, which convinced him further that he had the situation sized up accurately.
Blair knew he wasn't just imagining the whole thing because of what Shela had said to him one night when they were in bed together. They had just finished a sensational fuck, their second that night, and Shela snuggled contentedly in his arms. As they talked, Fran Dunbar was brought into the conversation. Shela told him how Fran had been nervous and uptight, and Shela jokingly remarked to her that she needed to get laid. Fran confided to Shela that she was right, that she wasn't getting much from her husband, and she wondered if Herb was getting what he needed from somebody else.
Then Shela smiled at Blair and commented that maybe that was why Fran had been giving him those hungry and horny looks lately!
Blair was certain now, as he looked at Fran. The look in her eye, the hesitant wiggle of her buttocks as she turned and walked toward the house, left no doubt in his mind. He was willing to bet that right now Fran Dunbar's pussy was moist with the thought of being fucked. His stiffly erect cock throbbed inside his jogging shorts as he followed her swishing ass "through the front door of her house.
Inside, it was cool and comfortable. Fran led him past the living room, along the hall and into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator door and bent over, which gave Blair a splendid view of her considerably exposed ass.
"Where's your husband?" Blair asked.
"Golf course," she replied abruptly, as though she wasn't at all pleased with the whereabouts of her mate. "At least that's where he said he was going."
Fran was still bent over, looking back over her shoulder at him as she spoke, which convinced Blair the view she was giving him of her partially clad ass was deliberate. He could see she was stalling, moving things around in the refrigerator she didn't need to, to give him more time to enjoy what he was looking at. His gaze settled on the deep crack between the two halves of her shapely behind, and it was all he could do to keep his hands off those tempting globes. He wondered how badly he'd shock her if he dropped to his knees behind her and kissed both those exposed cheeks.
"He was quite enthusiastic about it when we were first married," Fran said, with her head practically in the refrigerator. "He was at it all the time."
Blair grinned. What she was saying could be taken two ways. He decided to hand it back to her, with a double meaning of his own.
"Is he any good now?" he asked brazenly.
Fran straightened, the pitcher of lemonade in her hand and she closed the refrigerator door.
"Well, lately he hasn't been playing very often ... Not enough to be really good at it!"
"That's what I figured."
She looked at him, as though she were wondering if he meant what she thought what he meant. He moved toward her, until the huge bulge in the front of his jogging shorts touched the swell of her bare belly. Fran couldn't mistake what it was.
Wide-eyed, speechless, she retreated and was stopped abruptly when her ass pressed against the refrigerator door. The lemonade splashed over the rim of the pitcher and slopped onto the floor. Blair took the pitcher from her and placed it on the table, without moving away from her. He pressed against her again, giving her belly another feel of his hard-on. Then his mouth was on hers.
Fran struggled, or pretended to, but he held her tight. Then gradually she relaxed in his firm grip, letting his tongue slide into her mouth. She got a wild, sensuously enjoyable kiss that she helped him with, and it lasted a long time before she finally pulled her mouth from his.
"Blair!" she gasped. "You behave yourself, or I'll insist that you leave right now! I didn't mean that he hasn't..."
"I can tell that he hasn't played with you lately as much as he should be," he told her, very sure of himself, sure of her. "He probably hasn't even been doing this!" Suddenly Fran found one of her tits was in his hand, being fondled, caressed, and gently squeezed. "Or this!" His other hand felt its way down over her bare belly. Fran gasped as it moved down the inside of one thigh and up the other, and then it had her by the cunt. "I'll bet he hasn't been doing any of this lately. At least not to you!"
"Not to me?" Fran gasped, trying to catch her breath. "What do you mean by that?"
Blair grinned. He had her. He couldn't prove her husband was fucking around. He didn't have to. He'd already struck a nerve just by suggesting it. Obviously it was something Fran had been thinking about and when he offered her the bait, she grabbed at it.
If she noticed what he was doing, she pretended not to ... his hand on her pussy, rubbing it. . . his other hand unfastening her alter, draw. . . ing it away from her tits...
"Stop that!" she said, but totally without anger. She said it almost submissively.
Once more she insisted he tell her what he meant by his remark.
"Just something I heard from somebody," said
Blair, "that Herb is looking after some pussy while the husband is out of town!"
"That son of a bitch!" Fran hissed. "I'll bet it's Greg Hamer's wife! Oh that bastard!"
His hand was inside the front of her bikini now, his fingers weaving through her pussy hair. The puffed lips of her cunt were warm and moist to his touch.
"I know it's Janice ... Oh! Stop that, Blair!" Fran yelped. "Is it her? It has to ... Ummm ... Ummm--. . . Who else could it ... Oooh ... be? Ummmm ... "
His finger was in her cunt, working in deeper. His thumb found her clitty. It was stiffly distended.
"Blair, don't!" Fran gasped.
Her hands flailed the air. At first Blair thought he was going to get his face slapped. For a brief second he feared that he had the whole thing figured wrong. Then Fran's arms entwined about his neck. It was as if she had just now realized what he was doing, and since it was already too late, his fingers probing her secret treasure, it no longer mattered who her husband was playing around with.
Silently Blair congratulated himself. It's no problem when you recognize the signals, he thought. All pussy reacts the same way, when it needs looking after. Mom's, Aunt Shela's, Fran Dunbar's and all those girls back home ...
He had her pressed against the cool enamel of the refrigerator, as he lowered he head to her boobs. His mouth opened onto one of her tits and sucked on it eagerly.
"Oooh! Blair! Ooohhh ... honey!"
His finger was working back and forth in her snug cunthole, then moved up between the wet hot lips to tease her clit.
"Oh! Oooh! Qoohhh ... "
His mouth pressed onto hers in another long tongue-dueling kiss. When they finally drew apart, it left Fran gasping for breath.
"The lemonade," whispered Fran. "I must. . . ah ... Ummm ... must wipe it up off the floor ... Oooh! Let me clean up the ... mess, Blair."
"To hell with the mess."
"But ... "
"But nothing," he said with a triumphant grin. "The only mess you need to worry about is the one I'm going to make between your legs when I splash my load of cum into your sweet pussy!"
"Blair!" she gasped, but she didn't resist.
He tugged her bikini down, all the way to her ankles, squatting to do so. His face was right in front of her blonde-haired pussy. Impulsively he thrust his face into its humid warmth and kissed it.
"Oh! Blair, don't!"
He straightened up and grinned at her. "What's the matter?" "How could you?"
"What? Kiss your pussy? Doesn't your husband?" "Nuh ... no!"
"Oh, Fran sweetheart," he said sympathetically, putting his arms around her. "That's a shame. Every woman--likes to have her pussy kissed ... and loved."
He gave her another hot kiss while his hand moved along the crack of her ass. His finger touched the puckered ring of her ass-hole and teased it.
"Blair! Oooh!"
He was learning more about Fran Dunbar with each passing minute, maybe even what she didn't know about herself. Perhaps she wasn't aware of it, it could be that she was just now finding it out, but Fran definitely liked to have her ass-hole touched and tickled. Blair's pulse beat faster. Just wait until he put his tongue on it and licked all around it, he thought. That would really freak her out.
His hands flew to his jogging shorts and pushed them down, past his knees, letting them drop to his ankles. Stepping out of them, he flicked them with his toes across the kitchen floor. Fran stared wide-eyed at his fully erect cock.
"Oh my God! That was what you meant ... outside. You are big!"
He grinned at her. "Take hold of my cock, Fran. Hold it and play with it!"
"You ... you're terrible!" she balked. "I. . . I've never done that to Herb!"
"Done what?" Blair pressed, placing her hand on his cock, moving it up and down on the shaft.
"Puh ... played with his ... his..."
"His prick?"
"Y uh ... yes."
"Then say it, Fran." He kissed her again. "This didn't just happen, did it? You've thought about this for some time, haven't you?"
Fran rested her head on his chest and moaned. Her fingers closed around his throbbing shaft and she stroked it gently. The palm of her other hand formed a soft cradle for his big hairy balls.
"Yes ... I have thought of this, doing this to you," she confessed. "Whenever I saw you outside, in your yard, I went out to talk to you. It excited me, the way you looked at me. . . like you wanted to go to bed with me!"
"I do want to go to bed with you, Fran." "Yes, I know." She pulled on his cock. "That's quite apparent. It's so stiff." "What is, Fran?" "This!" She gave it another tug. "Tell me what it is." "Your ... your prick!"
"Yes, you can say it. Now tell me what you want to do with it," he said, his fingers busy in her cunt and on her ass.
"I ... I want to play with your ... prick," she said finally. "I ... I want to hold it and play with it before ... before..."
"Before what?" he asked, his fingers teasing her cunthole.
"Before ... you put it in. Oooh! Before we ... ah ... Oh Blair, I like what you're doing ... Ummm ... I like that ... "
"Do you?
"Yes. I want to ... jerk you off before we ... Ooh ... Oooh. Ooohhh ... Blair!" She placed her feet wide apart, leaned back against the refrigerator and thrust her pussy forward, against his probing fingers. "Aaah ... aaah ... that's ... ummm. So good ... I want to hold it and kiss it, Blair. Oh yes, yes. I want to do all the things I never did with Herb I want to take it in my mouth and suck it! Yes! I want to take it in my mouth and lick it all over and suck on it ... before we ... Ooohhh ... screw!"
It was working out even better than he had anticipated. He thought he would have to do a lot of coaxing before he got his cock into Fran's mouth. But here she was, eager and willing, looking forward to it, even volunteering to suck him off. He could hardly believe it.
Never before had any woman not even his mom, or Aunt Shela, or the girls back home come right out and said she wanted to take his cock in her mouth without a little coaxing first. Even Aunt Shela pretended she couldn't do it, then gradually gave in.
He cupped his hand under Fran's chin and lifted her face. Her eyes were glazed, staring into his. Her mouth hung open, and he covered it with his. Her features changed each time his finger came out of her cunt, changed again contorted, hot with desire when he worked his finger in around her clit and then into her pussy again. She was some eager cunt, Fran Dunbar was. She was even hotter than Mom and Aunt Shela were the first time he gave them his cock.
"God, Fran!" he panted. "Let's go upstairs into your bedroom before I cum all over you!" Without waiting for a reply, he slipped his arm around her and guided her out of the kitchen, along the hallway and up the stairs. They were different people now. Fran suddenly the uninhibited wanton that shy respectable married woman often dreamed about being but rarely dared, Blair now becoming the neighborhood stud, the satyr with the perpetual hard-on that neglected, suburban housewives in need, absolutely adored. With tender words of endearment, and several kisses, guided by his mighty stiff prick and her moist hot pussy, they found their way to the bedroom.
Fran fell willingly onto the bed, where less than five hours ago, she was still sleeping with her husband. The only resistance came when Blair tried to get on top of her and put his cock into her.
"N ... not that way," she protested. "Not yet!"
"What?" He had forgotten for the moment, what she had said downstairs, what she wanted to do. Now he watched her tongue flick out and moisten her lips. He groaned with delight. She wanted to give him a blow job, her first one. Eagerly he lay back on the bed, took hold of her head and guided her mouth to his cock.
"I ... I always wanted to do this," whispered Fran, her breath hot on his dick. "Ummm..." Lovingly she took hold of his throbbing cock, gently squeezing it at the base. Her other hand held his young hairy balls. Her tongue lashed out suddenly.
"Ah! Aaahhh!" Blair's hips bucked at the gentle warm touch. He caressed her head, combing his fingers through her long wavy blonde hair. "Oh, suck it, Fran! Eat my cock! Oh, I love having that done to me!"
Fran didn't need any prompting. Before the last words were out of his mouth, she had his cock in hers. She cooed as the knob disappeared into her face and she held it there for a moment, sucking noisily from deep in her throat. She ignored Blair's pleas to take the rest in and went about it leisurely, taking her own sweet time.
Her husband wouldn't be home until supper time. This was her lucky day. This handsome young stud who lived next door with his aunt had picked up her signals and finally made his move. He had let her know in no uncertain terms that he was hot for her. And now they had the whole afternoon to be together. He would show her just how much he wanted her and she would let him know how urgently she needed his attention ... and his cock.
"Oh, Fran! Wow!"
"Ummm ... "
She went slowly, moving her lips in little jerks down the length of his throbbing tool, making him gasp and strain upward. Fran was making it good, making it the best blowjob Blair could ever wish for.
When at last she had the whole thing in her mouth, her nose in his pubic hair, and her chin brushing across his balls, Blair was groaning with delight.
"Fran! You're great!"
"Ummm ... "
"Oh, Christ! Now suck it, Fran. Wow! Your mouth is so hot. Ah! like a cunt ... Oooh! That's it, Fran. Move your head up and down on it. Oh Jesus! Just like that. Oh, can you ever suck!"
Fran was doing all right. Her first experience at having a cock in her mouth was as thrilling to her as it was to him.
She sucked as if her mouth was a blacksmith's bellows, cheeks indrawn when his cock moved in, puffed out when it withdrew. She played with his balls, caressing them as she held them in her hand. She made loud hungry noises, like a little girl enjoying a lollipop. Her teeth nipped gently, teasingly. Her tongue did a wild dance, wetting the head and the shaft as it moved in as far as her tonsils.
To Blair it was paradise as he stared down at her lying stretched out between his widely spread legs. Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock. He watched her bump and grind, rubbing her pussy against the mattress.
"Fran! Get up and turn around! Get your lovely ass up here where I can get at it. Straddle me. Put your cunt down onto my face. We'll sixty-nine, baby. Give me your hot pussy, Fran! I'll make it as good for you as you're making it for me!"
Fran was delighted with his invitation. Clamping her lips at the base of his cock so as not to lose it, she spun quickly around. She straddled his face, her knees wide at either side of his shoulders, her ass up high. She whimpered as she sucked on his cock, drawing it in to the hilt, lifting her head up off it, then gulping it down once more.
Blair's hands reached up and grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass, pulling her down onto him. He wanted her bush, the soft blonde pussy hair, full in his face.
Fran spread herself even more, until the gash of her attractive cunt was within reach of Blair's tongue. Her clit popped like a toadstool from the puffy cuntal folds, jerked like a miniature cock.
"Jesus!" Blair stared fascinated at the spectacle. To him it was the most beautiful sight a guy could want to look at.
He went wild. His hands holding her by the globes of her writhing ass, he stared for a moment into the bright pink channel, then slipped his tongue into it. While he licked her pussy, he thrust his stiff throbbing cock back and forth in her mouth, his ass bouncing, his thigh and stomach muscles tight. Fran's tongue swirled around the head of his dick each time he withdrew, then it flattened along the shaft each time he moved it into her mouth.
Eagerly, he lapped at her lush cunthole, sucking deeply, savoring the delicate taste and inhaling the faint woman scent of her. It was a pleasant scent, as was Aunt Shela's, but different. The same same as Aunt Shela's pussy scent was different from Mom's. He believed that if he were lying on a bed, blindfolded, and a cunt was pressed down onto his face, he could identify Mom, Aunt Shela and Fran. ... and also several girls back home. Each had her scented trademark.
He buried his face in Fran's blonde bush and groaned excitedly. He sighed and sobbed and thrust his hard cock lustfully into the delectable wet warmth of Fran's willing voraciously sucking mouth.
Eating pussy was nothing like the books said, he had long since decided. It was twenty times better. It was his favorite sport, indoor or out. It was not at all repulsive, as the guys back home, when he was in high school, seemed to think. The dumb jerks, they made it so easy for him to make out with the girls. There isn't a girl who doesn't get turned on by the thought of a guy eating her pussy, he well knew. And when the girls back home found him willing and eager, he had no trouble getting a pair of panties to come down and legs to spread for him.
Even his mom took down her panties when he turned her on with the idea of him having his face in her crotch. She would never have dared ask Dad to do that for her or even hint that she was interested in anything like that. It made it very easy for Blair. Just bring a girl, or Mom, to a mind-jolting orgasm as he ate her pussy, then he could do what he wanted with her. He could fuck her until the end of time.
Fran's excited moans brought his attention back to her. There was Suddenly something urgent about her mouth sucking on his cock and the greatly increased movement in her hips. She was cumming, he knew, cumming and wanting him to pop his charge of cum ... right into her mouth!
Everything good had to end sometime, he realized. This time it was ending in a mind-boggling charge of delight.
"Oooh! Blair! Now! Ooohhh. Oh now, Blair. I'm cumming!" She dropped her head down and held on tight with her lips at the base of his cock, the head of his dick deep in her mouth.
It was a cum load like none Fran had ever before received. Blair arched his back and humped. The cream shot from his cock, a hot flowing charge that kept Fran swallowing frantically. He blubbered incoherently into the blonde-haired cunt he was sucking. He held her tightly by her bare squirming ass and thrust his hips upward against her face.
He licked and sucked her all through her ass-twisting orgasm, until Fran at last lay exhausted on top of him and he lay relaxed beneath her.
Later, she got up off him and turned herself around. Wiping her mouth off with a corner of the sheet, she then lay down beside him and cuddled in his arms.
"Oh, that was thrilling," she sighed happily.
"Rest for a while, Fran," he said, grinning at her. "Then, when my cock stiffens up again, I'm going to do what I wanted to do for the past seven weeks, ever since Aunt Shela brought me over here to meet you ... I'm going to fuck you!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was another Saturday morning and Shela was alone in the house, sitting in the kitchen with nothing on but a short, thin dressing gown. Sipping at a cup of coffee, she had her hand down through the open front of her gown, playing with her pussy. What she wanted right then was a long hard cock, but at the moment she'd have to make do with her finger.
If her nephew had been there, he'd be leading her to the couch in the living room, or back upstairs to the bedroom. Or maybe he'd just lay her back on top of the kitchen table as he'd often done before, and give it to her right then and there.
It wasn't Blair's fault he wasn't there, fucking her throughout the day. She had only herself to blame for that.
About a month ago, when he'd been living with her for a full three months, she realized how it looked to the neighbors, him not going out with girls and her not dating men.
Her being a widow such a short time, they could understand her not going out with men. In fact, there would have been raised eyebrows if she did. But for a handsome, healthy and virile eighteen-year-old boy not to be going out with girls would indicate only one thing to her watchful neighbors. The boy's attractive aunt was giving him what he needed in the privacy of her own home.
As soon as Shela became aware of this, she lost no time in explaining it to Blair and assuring him it was all right with her if he dated girls while he was living with her. She urged him to bring the girls to the house and use the pool, and silently hoped she wouldn't be jealous.
Blair took her at her word and suddenly he was dating four girls who lived nearby, one just down the street, one three doors up from them and two over on the next block. It was all Shela could do keep from being jealous, though, when she came home one day and found Blair fucking Kathy Evans by the side of the pool.
The fact that she was feeling horny right now was no fault of Blair's either, not when he'd fucked the hell out of her before they got of bed this morning. Maybe that was why she was horny, thinking how nice it was to wake up and find him sucking on her boobs while he worked his prick up her.
Placing her coffee mug on the table, Shela leaned back in the chair and spread her legs. Opening the front of her gown, the attractive woman lustily rubbed her clitty and was on the verge of having an orgasm when her pleasure was interrupted by someone at the front door.
Shakily she got to her feet and took a deep breath.
Then, holding the front of her gown together, the trembling woman walked down the hall and opened the door.
"Well, hi, Troy," she stammered nervously as she gazed at the tall, handsome nineteen-year-old boy. "Come in. You've gotten so big and good-looking, I hardly knew you."
"Hi, Mrs. Boynton." He smiled as he moved past her into the hall. "Is my sister here?"
"Joyce? Why, no," said Shela. "Blair left here about an hour ago to call for her."
"He did," Replied Troy. "But I thought he might have brought her back here. Mom forgot to remind her she was to phone Grandma and wish her a happy birthday."-
"Oh, I see," answered Shela, secretly amused at the way he was nervously staring at her bare thighs beneath the short dressing gown that barely reached down past her pussy. She was thankful the short thin garment did conceal her cunt, because she had no panties on. She didn't want to freak the boy right out ... not just yet.
"They won't be back until after supper. They were to meet another couple and the four of them are going boating. If Blair brings Joyce back here tonight before taking her home, I'll tell her about the phone call."
"Okay . Thanks," he said, blushing nervously, his eyes on her tantalizingly exposed legs as he moved toward the door.
"Hey, you don't have to rush away like this, do you?" she said, moving between him and the door and giving him a warm, seductive smile. "Am I that unattractive that a handsome guy like you won't stay and talk to me for a little while?"
"You're ... you're very attractive, Mrs. Boynton," Troy blurted.
"Oh, that's nice of you to say that." She smiled, wondering what kind of a cock the big handsome kid had. "I have coffee made. Why don't you make yourself comfortable on the couch and I'll bring it in?"
"I hate to put you to all that trouble ... " "It's no trouble," she assured him, taking his arm and leading him into the living room.
When the boy was seated on the couch, Shela went to the kitchen and came back with two empty mugs, sugar bowl, spoons, and cream pitcher and placed them on the coffee table in front of him. As she turned to make her second trip to the kitchen, she noticed the young man staring at her ass. Just as she got to the hallway, she deliberately bent over, pretending to be adjusting her slipper. Her short gown rode up over her thighs and Troy got a breathtaking view of her bare ass and her red pussy hair peeking out under it. A moment later she was back with the coffee pot.
Placing a mug in front of him, she began to pour the coffee. Wanting to see what the boy's reaction would be, Shela let the front of the gown gape open as she leaned over to pour his coffee. The excited expression on his face when he saw her luscious boobs only inches from his face more than pleased her. She poured the coffee very slowly, giving him a long, lingering look at her delectable tits.
"Where have you been" asked Shela a moment later when she sat down next to him on the couch. "I haven't seen you all summer."
"I've been up north," he replied. "My uncle has a farm in Vermont." "Oh, how nice."
Raising her arm and pretending to be brushing her hair back from her face, she let the front of her gown fall open again. This time Troy was staring at both full, firm tits, fully exposed.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, pretending to be embarrassed as she pulled it together. "I can't seem to keep the damned thing closed."
"It's okay," he mumbled, his face turning red.
"Oh, Troy," she said, laughing softly and putting her arm around him. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"I'm not," he tried to assure her.
"But you're blushing."
"Well ... "
"You naughty boy. You enjoyed looking at my titties, didn't you?"
Troy stared nervously at his cup, not knowing what to say.
"Come on now. Confess," she teased. "You liked looking at my boobs, didn't you?" "Well ... sure," he admitted. "Every guy--likes to look at ... breasts. It's only natural."
"Is it?' Shela asked smiling. "I didn't know."
He knew then she was teasing him. "You know it is," he grinned. "You're putting me on."
"Then you admit you want to see my boobs?" Shela persisted.
"Yeah. Sure I do..."
"Well then," she whispered, opening the front of her gown, exposing both of her luscious tits to him, "why don't you take a really good look?"
Troy was stunned. He couldn't believe that Blair's beautiful aunt was actually showing him her bare boobs. His cock jerked violently inside his slacks, poking the front of them out like a tent, a fact that Shela didn't fail to observe.
"Do you like them?" she asked, smiling, as the young man stared without speaking.
"Jesus, yes!" he finally gasped.
"I'm glad," she said in a whisper, leaning closer to him, pressing her knee against his. "I just love to show my tits to a handsome, sexy young man who appreciates them."
"You do?"
"Of course," she said with an inviting smile. "We're here alone in the house. Blair won't be back for hours. Would you like to feel them?"
"Sure."
"Go ahead," she invited. "I want to have you fondle and caress them just as much as you want."
Gaining confidence, Troy fondled her luscious tits with both hands. Shela purred with contentment.
"Oooh ... that's so nice," she sighed. "It would be even better if you kissed me while you were doing it."
Troy took the hint and his mouth clamped onto hers. Shela's arms tightened around his neck. When their mouths finally parted, moments later, Troy's eyes drifted down her body to her blatantly exposed crotch. The front of her gown had somehow fallen wide open, and with her thighs parted, the boy had a clear view of her exciting cunt.
"Troy! You area naughty boy," she said teasingly. "You're a pussy-gazer, too, I see."
"Yeah," he replied, grinning, realizing now what a hot-cunted woman Blair's beautiful aunt Shela really was. "And I suppose you'd like me to play with your snatch, too."
"Now you're getting the idea," she replied, smiling sweetly, as she pulled his mouth down to hers. "Be my guest."
Shela leaned back on the couch and opened her legs wider when Troy worked his finger up into the moist hotness of her pussy. She moaned into his mouth from the enjoyment of his kiss, his hand on her tit, and his other hand taking care of her snatch.
"Is playing with me giving you a hard-on?" she asked as the boy worked his finger around in her cunt and his mouth finally left hers.
He grinned at her. "I got a hard-on when you opened the front door and I saw you in this short gown," he told her.
"Do you mind if I see for myself?" she whispered.
He grinned even wider. "If you have any trouble finding it, just let me know. I'll stop what I'm doing and help."
Her hand closed around the big bulge in the front of his slacks. "Any woman who couldn't feel this would have to be deaf, dumb, and blind."
Gently squeezing his hard lump of male meat, she could feel the intense heat of it coming through the thin material. When she nervously tugged his zipper down and undid his belt, Troy let go of her twat and lifted his ass up off the couch so she could drag his trousers and undershorts down to his knees.
Quickly the boy kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks and lifted his legs out of the bunched up garments around his ankles. Then he pulled off his shirt. All the while, Shela stared in horny fascination at his stiff cock standing straight up like a fence post.
"Good God!" she exclaimed. "That's a mean-looking weapon you have there."
He gave her an excited grin. "Don't worry, Mrs. Boyn ... Shela. You can handle it."
She smiled. "Thanks for your confidence in me. What makes you so sure?"
"I know a short, slender woman who is only five feet tall and weighs only ninety-six pounds," said Troy. "And she takes my cock right up to the hilt ... with no trouble at all."
Shela looked at him for a moment. "She can, can she? Are you by chance referring to Jane Seaver? Mrs. Charles Seaver?"
Troy's mouth dropped open. "I didn't think you knew her. I didn't mean to tell on her ... "
"Well, her secret is safe with me," Shela assured him. "Just you be more careful from now on. I don't want you blabbing it around about what we're doing right now ... even if it is a slip of the tongue."
"I won't," Troy said. "I'll be careful. I promise. How did you know I was talking about Jane Seaver?"
"How many people do you think there are in this town who are five feet tall and weigh ninety-six pounds?" asked Shela. "Jane is a friend of mine; we're in the same club. And she's your next door neighbor. How convenient."
"Jesus!"
"How long have you been screwing her?" asked Shela. "Well, I. . . "
"You might as well tell me since you've already let the cat out of the bag." "Well. . . over a year."
"Really? How did it happen? I mean, how did you start making out with her?" "Christ, Shela," Troy gasped as he stared at her excitedly, "let's talk about her some other time."
Shela laughed softly. "You're right, darling. Stand up so I can get a good look at you."
Troy got to his feet and stood before her, his hard cock pointing at her. Shela sat up and slid her ass to the edge of the couch, her legs spread wide.
Reaching out, she excitedly wrapped her fingers around his solid, jerking rod. Only a few moments ago, she'd been wishing for a hard dick and now, miraculously, here was one staring her right in the face. It was as if all she had to do was wish for it and there it was.
Shela was delighted with the size of his prick as it stood thick and meaty, obviously aching to be thrust into her hot and eager pussy.
She drew him up against her and placed his hard boner in the warm valley between the soft lush tits. Pressing her creamy tit-flesh around the hot dick, she began moving her boobs up and down, literally tit-fucking his wonderful cock.
"Oh, Troy," she whispered excitedly as she removed his cock from between her boobs and swirled her hot, wet tongue around the head of it.
"Let's go to my room and fuck each other silly!"
Standing up, she took his hand and led him up the stairs, his erect cock throbbing and jerking as it swayed stiffly in front of him. In her room, Shela sat on the edge of the bed, hungrily admiring the length and thickness of the shaft she was about to take in her pussy.
"God, it's beautiful," she sighed, falling across the bed and opening her smooth thighs, lusciously exposing her hot pussy surrounded by a soft spongy triangle of red hair. "I want to get a fucking with it that I'll never forget!"
He grinned at her. "That's the only kind I give," he told her confidently.
Languidly folding her arms behind her head, Shela smiled up at him through half closed eyes and began rotating her ass around on the bed with a slow provocative movement. The excitement' on the handsome youth's face further aroused her.
"Do you like my pussy?" she purred suggestively, teasing her slippery open cunt lips with her finger.
"I'll show you how much I like it," he told her, as he climbed on top of her.
"Hurry, darling," she whispered urgently, fingering her cunt. "I need that big cock of yours."
Scooping Shela into his arms, he covered one of her tits with his mouth and sucked passionately on her quivering nipple as his hands roamed over her naked body.
"Oh Troy," she whimpered as the young man sucked and licked her stiffly erect titty-buds. "It feels so good, dear."
Feeling the boy's hot cock throbbing against her body as he sucked her boobs, she wriggled down on the mattress until she had her face near his cock. She grasped his throbbing dick in one hand, his big hairy balls in the other.
Getting more turned on by the minute, she suddenly lowered her head and covered the knob of his shaft with her lips. Shela's body was trembling with desire as she greedily swirled her tongue around the base of the helmet-shaped tip.
"Do you like this?" she asked breathlessly, feeling the young man's body writhing in response to her busy tongue.
"Jesus yes!"he gasped, his ass grinding frantically on the bed.
Swirling her tongue around and around on his thick, meaty cock, Shela was thrilled with the feel of his dick moving deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her tongue lapped up the slippery drops of seminal fluid that drooled from the end of his mushroom-shaped knob. Removing her mouth from the head of his prick, it stood upright as she ran her tongue up and down the underside of it.
"Christ, Mrs. ... Shela!" he cried out, feeling her hot wet tongue lapping his meaty prick. "That feels great!"
Opening her mouth wider, she lowered it down over the head of his cock. The feel of it in her mouth as it pushed out against her cheeks and nudged the back of her throat was absolutely sensational.
"Oh Jesus!" he groaned as the suction of her lips around his cock became more intense.
On and on she sucked, bringing the young man ever closer to a wild ejaculation. As Shela became more accustomed to the size of his dick, she took more and more of it into her mouth.
"Good God, Shela!" he panted excitedly. "I'm almost there. Do you want me to shoot off in your mouth?"
"Why do you think I'm sucking you off?" she mumbled. "Of course I want it in my mouth. Let it go, honey. Then we'll fuck!"
Writhing around on the bed, Troy was staring down at Shela's lips sucking on his thick slippery dong. The sight of his hard meat disappearing in and out of her gorgeous mouth was almost freaking him out.
"Wow! I've been sucked off by plenty of teenage girls and Mrs. ... Jane Seaver, but you're really something!" he told her excitedly. "This is the best blowjob a guy could ever hope for."
Thrilled by the boy's obvious pleasure, Shela sucked more frantically on his throbbing boner, eager to taste the hot cum she expected from his thick solid prick. She was certain he'd fill her mouth with his hot charge, just as her nephew Blair always did.
"Oh, Shela!" he shouted, unconsciously digging his fingers into her red hair and forcing her mouth down onto his lurching dick. "Keep it up! I'm almost there!"
Eagerly anticipating a mouthful of his love juice, Shela's cock-hungry mouth worked feverishly on his cock.
"Get ready!" he cried out, thrusting his hips up as his prick jetted a torrent of spurting liquid into her mouth. "Here it comes!"
The hot flowing charge was more than Shela could handle at first. He let loose such a load of cum into her mouth that it oozed back out from between her lips and trickled down her chin. Shela sucked and swallowed until she had the flood under control, then she went right on sucking until she'd drawn the last drop from his thick semi-stiff cock.
Glancing down, she could see her smiling up at him, his wet dick still in her sucking mouth and a trickle of cum dribbling from her lips. Not releasing his prick, she continued sucking on it until a few minutes later she was rewarded with the feel of it swelling and stiffening in her mouth. When she let go of it, the erect shaft was hard as steel.
"Oh, baby," she whispered, crawling up into his arms and passionately kissing his with her wet lips.
"Now I'm ready for a wild hot fuck!"
"And a wild hot fuck is what you're going to get!" he said, breathing heavily. "God Shela, you sure know how to please a guy."
"Come on darling," she said, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs. "Let's fuck!"
As the handsome young man crouched between her widely spread legs, Shela grasped his thick shaft and eased it in past the moist lips of her cunt. Clutching the boy tightly in her arms, she thrust her pussy forward, taking the knob of his dick further into her cunt. As the boy pushed forward, she could feel the thick hard shaft stretching the lips of her twat as it moved up into her.
"Ooohhh..." she moaned happily. "At last. I have your prick in me. I wanted this from the moment you opened the front door and saw you standing there."
"Me, too," he grinned. "When you opened that door and I got a look at you in that flimsy short gown ... boy, did I ever want to fuck you!"
"Well now you're doing it, darling," Shela said excitedly. "And we have the rest of the day to lay here together and make each other happy."
Shela grasped the cheeks of his sinewy ass and pulled him toward her. Hot prickles of desire shot through her seething loins as his hard cock slowly eased deeper and deeper into her hot eager pussy. She could feel every vein and sinew of his big dick as it pressed relentlessly against her stretching cunt walls. Their passionate mouths and naked bodies locked together while his prick burrowed farther into her snug fitting twat. Her slick pussy juices aided the thrilling journey and then she felt his huge hairy balls pressing into the soft crevice between the globes of her ass and she realized she'd taken the entire length of his magnificent cock.
Locking her shapely naked legs around his back, Shela screwed her twat up tighter around the base of his deeply buried shaft, making certain she had every inch of his cock in her hot cunt.
Her body tingled with anticipation when she felt him slowly withdraw his immense tool for his next thrust. She felt him pause for a moment, then he plunged forward, driving his dick deep into her writhing snatch. Repeating the motion, he was soon rhythmically fucking her and Shela was in seventh heaven.
"What a cock!" she squealed. "God, this feels good!"
"Oh, baby," Troy groaned.
Soon she felt her orgasm building deep in her loins as Troy fucked her so beautifully, sending his cock in and out of her twat with ever increasing speed.
"Aaahhh ... " she cried out when he further increased the tempo of his thrusts. "Oh darling, that's so nice ... I'm going to cum ... I'm ... Oh Christ! I'm CUM MING!"
Her body jerked spasmodically as she clung to him desperately, her face contorted in ecstasy. Her glazed eyes stared fixedly at the ceiling as her climax swept over her.
"Oooh! Oooohhh! Aaahhh ... AAAHHH!
Slowly returning to reality, she was suddenly aware that Troy was still pounding his cock into her. Realizing that he hadn't shot his load yet, she began fucking back at him for all she was worth. She thrust her cunt up to meet each lusty stroke he made.
"Oh, Shela!" he suddenly cried out as he pounded away at her. "Here it comes! "I'm gonna shoot!" "Fill my cunt, darling!" shrieked Shela. He did.
His first gushing blast of cum was followed by several lesser spurts until he'd given her all he had. When his prick began to soften, he slid off of her and collapsed onto the bed.
Shela shivered with ecstasy.
When she was rested, she crawled down and sucked the last drops of his limp wet prick. It didn't take her long to get it standing up, as stiff as it had ever been.
She smiled with satisfaction. Now she had two magnificent teenage pricks to look after her hot pussy.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Shela was washing up the breakfast and lunch dishes she'd left in the sink. She wasn't usually that careless abut keeping the kitchen neat and tidy, but Troy came over about nine that morning, shortly after Blair had left, and she wasn't about to fool around with dirty dishes when there was a tall, handsome teenage stud there who was so eager to fuck her.
For the past three weeks Shela was in paradise. Every day Troy was there, fucking her silly. And at night Blair slept with her. She had two big beautiful hard cocks looking after her pussy night and day. What more could any hot woman ask?
When summer drew to a close, she phoned her sister, Blair's mother and told him Blair wanted to stay with her and get a job. Ria agreed that would be the best thing, at least for the time being.
Though Blair was out of the house every day, Shela didn't know whether or not he was looking for a job. If he was, he hadn't found one. It didn't seem to worry him and it didn't bother her. She was happy to have him in bed with her every night and quite pleased that he was out of the house during the day, so she and Troy could do their thing.
It surprised her, when she thought abut it, that not once in the past three weeks, had Blair and Troy ever bumped into each other. Sometimes Troy arrived only minutes after Blair had left the house.
This morning Troy had missed Blair by less than ten minutes. He put her down on the couch and fucked her. Then they went upstairs to her bedroom and really went at it. When he finally left, it was two in the afternoon. Shela changed the cum-soaked sheets on the bed and put them in the washer. Then in the bathroom, she took a douche and showered, combed her hair and came downstairs wearing her short dressing gown.
After she transferred the sheets to the dryer, she decided to tackle the dishes. She was nearly finished when she heard the front door open and close.
Turning excitedly, she was happy to see her nephew's face smiling at her as he stood in the doorway to the hall. When she ran up to him, he swooped her into his arms and gave her a long passionate kiss.
"Oh, darling," she whispered excitedly when he put her down. "I'm so glad you're back."
"Does that mean you're hot to get laid?" he asked with a grin.
Shela giggled. "What do you think"
"You want to fuck?"
She laughed. "Yes. That exactly what it means."
"Me, too. That's why I came home early. I couldn't wait to fuck you."
"Darling, you're sweet," she said with a warm smile, trying not to show how nervous she was, thinking that if he'd been an hour earlier, he'd have found her in bed with Troy.
"I've got a real big hard-on from thinking about you," said Blair.
"Oh, good," she giggled. "Let's go upstairs and fuck."
At that moment a blonde youth about Blair's age stepped into the kitchen from the hallway and grinned at her.
"By the way, Shela," smiled Blair, turning to the big blonde youth who was standing beside him. "I'd like you to meet my friend. You know Kevin Powell, I'm sure."
Shela was too stunned to speak, realizing this young man had heard everything she and Blair had said to each other. What was Blair thinking of? Bringing this young man into the house without giving her some sort of warning? Had Blair taken leave of his senses? Letting this boy know that he was fucking his aunt? That she was letting her nephew screw her?
"Since ... Ruth Powell is one of my dearest friends, of course I know her son, Kevin," said Shela uneasily. "How are you, Kevin?"
"Just fine," grinned the handsome blonde boy. "You're even prettier in that robe than you are in a bikini."
"Oh, thank you," she smiled, taking Blair's arm. "Let's go into the living room and sit down, shall we?"
Blair laughed. "Kevin sure--likes you in that bikini. He watches you ever chance he gets. When you're out in the front yard, he goes by on his bicycle thirty dozen times ... real slow."
"He does, does he?" said Shela, wondering what these two were up to.
As she sat down on the sofa with Blair, Shela was conscious of the way Kevin was staring at her from the easy chair facing the couch. His eyes feasted hungrily on her creamy bare thighs that were so deliciously exposed beneath the short robe she'd purposely worn for Blair's benefit. She'd chosen not to to wear bra and panties because she knew how much her naked flesh excited him.
The longer the three of them chatted, Shela was more and more impressed with the blonde youth. There was a warm intense expression in his deep blue eyes that aroused her, but she wished he'd leave soon so she could be alone with Blair.
After a while, Kevin asked where the bathroom was. Taking Shela by the hand, Blair got to his feet, pulling her with him.
"We'll show you,'" he said eagerly. "Come on, Shela."
At the top of the stairs, Blair pointed out the bathroom to Kevin, then said, "We'll be in Shela's bedroom. It's this door right here."
"Darling," whispered Shela, when she and Blair sat down on the side of her bed. "What's got into you? Why did you bring him here?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean I want you to get into bed with me," she said. "When's he leaving?"
"He's not," grinned Blair.
"Wh ... what?" she gasped.
"Both of us will get into bed with you," he explained in a casual voice.
"Are you out of your mind?"
"Not in the least," he replied. "Kevin is a real good buddy of mine. We share with each other."
"Well for Christ's sake, you're not sharing me!" she snapped, quickly getting to her feet.
"Now don't be like that," grinned Blair, pulling her back down on the bed with him. "Two cocks are better than one. When one of us is resting up, the other one will be fucking you. You'll have a real ball, moving back and forth from one to the other. We'll keep you busy fucking all night long, if you can take it."
Before Shela could make any further protest, he covered her mouth with his, his tongue eagerly seeking hers. She suddenly became warm and limp as she felt his hand moving stealthily up along the naked flesh of her inner thighs. The thought of him wanting to share her with another boy was repugnant to her, but her entire body was shivering with excitement when he slipped his hand inside her robe and began playing with her sweet shapely ass.
"Kevin really wants to fuck you," said Blair. "It's all he ever talks about."
"And you said he could, I suppose?"
"Sure."
"Thanks a lot. But forget it." "Come on, Aunt Shela. Quit kidding me. I know what your hang-up is." "My hang-up?"
"Sure. You're not the least bit interested in going to bed with a guy who's over thirty. Or even twenty-five. You've got a thing for teenage cocks. Look at the way you go after mine."
"What about it?" asked Shela defensively. "Sure I like making it with you. That's one nineteen-year-old cock."
"And Troy's?"
"Troy? What about. . . ? "
He grinned at her. "You sure can take it, Aunt Shela. I fuck you all night and Troy fucks you silly all day long."
"How. . . how did you know?"
Blair laughed. "Didn't you think it was odd that I was never here when Troy came to see you? Right after breakfast I'd leave, and then Troy would come over. Wasn't that convenient?"
"Yes ... I wondered about that," said Shela.
"It was very simple," said Blair. "Troy and I pass each other every morning, he on his way here and me on my way to his house."
"His house?"
"Yeah. Soon as his mom and dad have left for work, I go over to his house and fuck his sister." "Joyce?"
"Right. While Troy is humping you, I'm screwing her."
"My God!"
"Every day. Except for one day last week." "Oh? What happened then?"
"Joyce wasn't there. And his mother stayed home from the office that day."
"Really? Then what happened?"
Blair grinned at her. "Guess."
"You didn't?"
Blair nodded his head.
"I don't believe it. Not Margaret Donnelly!"
"Hell, she practically invited me to throw a fuck into her," said Blair. "And I did. More than one, as a matter-of-fact."
"You fucked Troy's mother?'
"Why not? Mrs. Donnelly is a luscious piece of ass," said Blair.
Getting to his feet, he quickly removed his clothes, then sat down beside her again. Shela glanced at his cock, standing rigidly erect.
"Okay, I admit it," said Shela. "Troy has been fucking me, the same as you have. But where do you get off inviting Kevin over here, and leading him to think he's going to get into bed with me?"
"Well, like I told you, Shela," said Blair, "Kevin's my buddy and we share. He shares his sister with me.
"Lisa? You're fucking Lisa? My God you've been busy, haven't you?" Blair grinned modestly.
"Wait a minute ... What do you mean, Kevin shares his sister with you? Is he...? "
"Is he fucking his sister? Christ, he sleeps with her every night," replied Blair. "As soon as he's sure his mom and dad are asleep, he sneaks into her bedroom and gets into bed with her."
"Oh, good heavens!"
"What's wrong with that?" asked Blair. "I'm fucking my aunt. And you don't mind getting laid by your nephew."
"And just because you're screwing Kevin's sister, you think he should be allowed to hump me?"
"Well ... not just because of that."
"What do you mean?"
"The other day Kevin came home and caught me fucking his Mom!"
"Ruth Powell? She let you...? "
Blair grinned. "I guess she--likes a teenage cock, same as you do. She sure liked mine."
"How did Kevin take it?" asked Shela.
"He got upset," replied Blair. "He's wanted to plow his cock into his mother for a long time, but he's never had the nerve to try it. Now he demands equal time. He's had the hots for you for ages and he says that now he's going to fuck you or he tells on everybody."
"Jesus! What a neighborhood," Shela murmured.
Standing up, Blair took Shela's hands and helped her to her feet. He quickly removed her robe. Not wearing a bra or panties, she was standing naked in front of him. Lowering his mouth to hers, his strong fingers goosed and kneaded the soft flesh between her quivering ass-cheeks as they sucked each other's tongues. Shela was vaguely aware that Kevin had come out of the bathroom and was sitting on a chair near the bed, excitedly watching them. But she no longer gave a damn whether he was there or not. In fact, she was finding it excitingly erotic to know that someone was watching their lewd performance.
Leading her to the king-size bed, Blair sat her on the edge of it. Dropping to his knees in front of her, he placed his hands on her shoulders and stared lovingly at her round full tits. They were firm and creamy with sexy areolas as large as half dollar, capped by two hard nipples.
Shela was trembling with passion when he slowly bathed her quivering tits with his hot wet tongue. The boy didn't rush anything. He gently licked and lapped them with his tongue until her nipples were on fire.
While her nephew sucked on her luscious tits, Shela reached down and grasped his hard cock, rubbing it against the inside of her naked thighs he was kneeling between.
"God, I love your prick," she whispered, rubbing his hot cockhead along her tender pussy lips.
Gently removing her hand from his throbbing dick, Blair laid her back on the bed, her shapely legs still hanging over the edge. Still kneeling between them, his wet tongue sensually licked the creamy flesh of her inner thighs while Kevin excitedly watched from his ringside seat.
"Oh, Blair," she shuddered with expectancy. "Oh, sweet darling Blair!"
With his mouth moving up higher between her legs, he flicked his tongue against her steaming slit, and making no attempt to insert it yet, he teased the tip of her deliciously wet cunt flesh.
"Please," she whispered, remembering the fantastic tongue-job he'd given her in bed last night.
Ignoring her pleas for the moment, Blair lightly teased her slit until cunt juices were drooling out of her desire-swollen pussy.
"Please, darling," she begged, unable to stand more of this heavenly torture. "Stop teasing me and suck."
Still not paying attention to her, he went on with his tantalizing routine until she was almost hysterical. When she reached the fevered pitch he was waiting for, he climbed on top of her and eased his hard prick into her moist cunt.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
Grunting and panting, Blair worked his solid cock into her until he had it buried right up to his balls. Then he remained perfectly still, letting his throbbing dick luxuriate in the warm moistness of her squeezing cuntal sheath. Not pumping his tool in or out, he slowly rotated his hips, forcing his deeply imbedded prick to grind against the slick walls of her hot snatch.
"Oh, honey," she whimpered, clasping him more tightly in her arms. 'That's fantastic."
As he kept on, Shela was almost out of her mind with the pleasure he was giving her. The circular motion he made screwing his thick cock around and around in her squeezing fuck-hole had her wiggling her ass all over the mattress.
"Can you feel it, Aunt Shela?" he whispered lewdly. "Can you feel my big hard cock twisting around in your hot cunt?"
"Oh, yes! YES!" she squealed, clutching him tightly as he gave her a slow deep fucking. "I'm going to ... CUM!"
"You bet you are," Blair assured her in a deep passionate voice. "Because we're going to make you come so often between now and morning, you won't be able to count them."
His use of the word we're reminded Shela Kevin was sitting there watching them. The thought of the other boy seeing Blair's thick cock fucking into her twat seemed to further excite her.
Shela was moaning softly as her nephew slowly ground his big hard prick deeper and deeper into her clasping, sucking cunt.
"Ooohhh..." she moaned. "Oh Blair, I'm going to ... Oh! I'm cumming! CUMING!"
While she was still writhing through her wild orgasm, Blair pulled his big slippery cock out and crawled down betweeen her legs, covering her big juicy slit with his mouth. Instead of lightly teasing her cunt as he had earlier, he rammed his tongue deep into her spasming fuck-hole.
"Oooh, Blair!" she squealed, feeling his hot wet tongue licking and lapping around deep in her slippery snatch. "I love it! Oh, I love it!"
Blair sucked on her hard little clitty and realizing that she was rapidly approaching her second orgasm, speeded up on his hot tongue action.
"Oh God, Blair!" she squealed with delight. "Suck me, darling. I'm going to cum again!"
"Just let yourself go," he gasped, taking his mouth from her hot wet slit. "We're just getting started."
Again lowering his face into her wet gash, his tongue soon had Shela lurching wildly all over the bed. Aware that she was about to climax again, Blair sucked deeper and harder on her cunt, wanting her to have a mind-blowing orgasm.
"Oh God," she squealed. "Suck it, darling!"
Screaming loudly, Shela squeezed her soft bare thighs against his face, locking his mouth tighter against her juicy slit as she exploded into one of the wildest orgasms she could ever wish for.
"Oooh! Ooohhh ... Aaahhh ... AAAHHH!"
"Mmmmmpphhh..." Blair mumbled into her pussy.
A few minutes later Blair crawled back up between her legs, guiding his throbbing cock toward her hot wet snatch.
"Oh yes, darling," she sighed. "Fuck me now."
Watching his bloated boner advancing toward her slippery cunt, Shela trembled with anticipation. A delicious shiver raced up her spine when she felt the head of his prick nudging its way in past her cunt lips.
"Sweetheart," she whispered passionately when his thick prick eased it's way up into her hot slit. "Oh, darling."
After soaking his throbbing cock deep in her steamy cuntal passage for a few minutes, Blair withdrew it until only the swollen head remained inside. Raising up on his knees, he thrust it back into her hot moist cunt. Because of the elevation of his hips, the top of his bone-hard cock sawed against her tingling clitoris.
"Oh God, darling," she whimpered, feeling his big thick shaft plunging in and out of her hot snatch.
"Do you like the way I fuck, Aunt Shela?" he asked, raising his hips still higher to put more pressure against her tingling clitty.
"Damn it, you know I do," Shela squealed. "God, if you were to ever leave me, I don't know what I'd do."
"I know what you'd do, Aunt Shela," Blair gasped. "You'd have Troy and Kevin fucking you day and night!"
Moaning and squealing beneath him, Shela's shapely legs waved obscenely in the air as his thick cock plowed in and out of her fuck-hole. Slippery pussy juice oozed out of her slit as her lust-swollen cunt lips grasped and sucked on his plunging dick.
Shela was almost out of her mind from the feel of his cock vibrating against her clitty.
"Oh, sweet darling!' she squealed, clutching him tightly in her arms as her lovely naked legs waved crazily in the air. "Fuck me, darling! I'm cumming again!"
Further excited by her squeals of pleasure, Blair screwed harder and deeper into her writhing cunt.
"That's it! Fuck me!" she cried out, digging her heels into the crack of his ass to spur the boy on. "Shoot your wad, honey!"
"Don't worry about that, he panted. "You're gonna get a real charge."
" YES! YES!" she screamed hysterically. "Shoot it to me! Flood me with it!"
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
"Oooh! Ooohhh! Aah! AAAHHH!"
Shela could feel his hot creamy cum gushing up into her cunt. Spurt after spurt of the slippery fluid jetted from the head of his cock, filling her pussy until it seeped out from between the prick-squeezing lips of her snatch. It formed a sticky wet puddle on the sheet beneath her ass.
"Oh, you darling!" she whispered, covering his mouth with hers as she ground her slit around his slowly shrinking dick. "That was so good, honey."
Shela suddenly felt a strange emptiness when he pulled his limp prick out of here cunt. She'd just experienced three wild orgasms, yet she was still hot to fuck.
When Blair climbed off of her and rolled over onto the bed beside her, she looked over at Kevin. He had stripped off his clothes while he watched her being fucked. Now he was sitting stark naked, with an iron-hard erection that was throbbing with the need to get into action.
"Oh, Kevin, darling," she said sweetly. "That must be bothering you terribly."
"It sure as hell is," he agreed.
"Come over here and let me see what I can do for it."
That was an invitation Kevin didn't intend to pass up. He was out of the chair like a shot and standing close to her by the side of the bed.
"That's some prick," she whispered, taking it in her hand and playing with it.
Looking into his deep blue eyes, Shela felt a lewd excitement. There was something about the way his huge hard cock was throbbing in her hand that really turned her on.
"Lay down here beside me, Kevin," she invited, "and let's get better acquainted."
"Quickly the handsome blonde boy climbed onto the bed and stretched out along side her. Shela kept a firm grip on his cock while he played with her tits and kissed her.
"Would you like to fuck me?" she asked.
He laughed. "You're holding my cock. What does it tell you?"
"Roll over on your back," she whispered.
When he did as she asked, Shela straddled his loins on her knees, her hot cunt positioned just above the big stiff cock. Bracing herself with one hand on his chest, she grasped his thick shaft with the other and slowly lowered herself down, her cunt coming down onto his big purple cockhead. With her cunt touching his prick, she teased the head of it, moving her slippery cunt lips back and forth over it. It nearly blew Kevin's mind as she brushed his hot dick against her wet slick cunt meat. Frantically he thrust his hips up, hoping to drill his cock into her pussy, but Shela playfully raised her naughty snatch out of reach.
"God damn!" he gasped. "What in hell are you playing?"
"Fuck games," she laughed.
"Then let's play," he panted. "I can't hold out much longer!"
"All right, darling," she giggled, lowering herself down over his shaft, sending his huge hard cock up into her quivering pussy.
"Aaauuugh!" he groaned with joy, feeling his dick plowing into the hot slippery meat of her luscious snatch.
"Oh, my God!" gasped Shela as his thick dong slithered up through the slippery tissues of her fuck-hole. "That's a big solid cock!"
She remained still for several moments, catching her breath and savoring the feel of his big meaty prick pressing out against the sensitive walls of her cunt, completely filling her gloriously stretched twat.
"Oh, Jesus!" moaned Kevin when she began moving up and down on his throbbing boner, thrilling him with her talented cunt muscles. "For a married woman, you've sure got a tight little pussy."
"Oh, sweet Kevin," she murmured sensuously, moving faster and faster on his lurching cock. "It feels so good, honey ... so very good!"
Excitedly watching them from the other side of the bed, Blair was stroking his brand new erection. The sight of his friend's huge cock gliding in and out of Shela's cunt had given him another hard-on.
His eyes were drawn to her shapely ass as she bounced up and down on him. Blair could see her puckered ass-hole just above her cock-filled cunt. He was getting more and more excited by the minute as he stared at the cute bung-hole that seemed to be opening and closing provocatively with every thrust.
"Oh, Kevin! she shrieked when she suddenly felt his hot charge of fluid shooting up into her cunt, "I'm cumming ... CUMMING!"
"Aaauuggghhh!" groaned Kevin as he filled her pussy with his hot load.
"Yes! Yes!" she cried out. "Shoot me full! Cream me good, Kevin! Oh Kevin, what a fuck! WHAT A WONDERFUL FUCK!"
Blair stared excitedly at Shela's luscious ass and the deeply imbedded shaft as the wild jiggling of her soft creamy ass-cheeks beckoned to him.
Unable to control his lust any longer, Blair leaped off the bed and pulled open the drawer of the night table. His hand quickly grasped the tube of lubricant he and Shela kept there for occasions like this. He coated his big long cock with the slippery, jelly-like contents of the tube, wiped his hands on the sheet, and got back on the bed.
He caught Shela as she was climbing off of Kevin and about to lay down beside him. His hands on her hips drew her up on her knees.
"Move your knees apart, Aunt Shela!" he told her. "It's my turn."
Crawling up behind her, holding her by the hips, he guided his swollen cockhead up against the puckered opening of her ass-hole.
Seeing what Blair intended to do, Kevin stared wide-eyed. "For Christ's sake, Blair! You're not going to put that big thing in her ass?"
"Sure am," grinned Blair, looking down at Shela's luscious rear end. "She's the one who coaxed me to try it, the second night I slept with her!"
"No kidding?" gasped Kevin.
"Tell him how many times I've had my cock in your ass, Aunt Shela, in the time that I've been staying here."
"Well it's quite a lot. Right?" said Blair.
"Yes, darling. A hell of a lot," replied Shela. "And don't forget to take it slow and easy. Don't get carried away. God, do all young men today have cocks like axe handles"
With the end of his prick pressing against Shela's ass-hole, Blair placed a hand on each cheek of her ass and gently parted her rosebud rectum with his cockhead. Pushing harder against her, and aided by the lubrication he'd smeared on his dick, the throbbing shaft began sinking into her slowly stretching bung.
Suddenly the head of his cock popped through the tight ring and his shaft moved into her warm buttery ass-hole.
"Christ, Blair!" Shela shrieked. "Easy, darling!"
"You okay, Aunt Shela?"
"Yes, honey. But go easy."
Shela felt a perverse excitement at the thought of being sodomized. It was terribly depraved, especially with another young man laying there watching it take place.
"Oh, honey," she sobbed a few moments later when Blair slowly drilled his stiff boner in and out of her tight ass-hole. "That feels so exciting."
Blair and Kevin grinned at each other as Blair fucked into Shela's ass-hole.
"That's it, darling," squealed Shela as her nephew pounded his shaft deeper and deeper into her ass. The ecstasy was wild as she felt his hard cock rhythmically fucking into her hot squirming body. "Oooh, darling, you do that so well."
"Kevin couldn't remain a passive onlooker any longer. He slid up to the head of the bed with his crotch right in Shela's face. She didn't need to be told what he wanted. One hand took a gentle grip on his big hairy balls, while her mouth slipped over the head of his cock.
"Aaahhh..." Kevin sighed.
"Mmmmm..." said Shela.
"Uhg! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" added Blair.
The tightness of Shela's hot squeezing ass-hole pulled erotically on Blair's hard dick as he plunged it deeper and deeper into her wiggly little rump. The buttery warmth of her slippery rectum was almost freaking him out. Feeling his ejaculation building up and almost ready to let loose, he pumped his prick faster than ever.
"Oh Christ, Blair," Kevin moaned. "Can your Aunt Shela ever suck a cock!"
"Yeah. She sure knows how to handle a cock when it's in her ass, too."
The three lewdly locked bodies rushed toward their climaxes like runaway trains heading toward each other on a collision course.
CHAPTER NINE
Shela was still asleep when the morning sun filtered through the curtains, bathing the bedroom in a pleasant golden glow. Blair rolled her onto her side, snuggled up behind her and prodded the head of his cock between her buttocks.
Shela awoke.
"You keep that big hard thing away from my ass-hole," she warned. "Why?"
"Do you have to ask why? After what you and Kevin did to it last night? It's tender, that's why." "Oh."
"You two were like kids with a new toy," Shela went on. "As soon as you pulled your cock out of my ass, Kevin had to try it. And by the time he was finished with it, you wanted back in. I feel like I've been bending over for a whole football team."
"What's so great about that?" asked Blair.
"Taking on a whole football team. That would be cinch."
"Who says?"
"Don't you read the papers? Football players mostly fuck each other." "Really? In the ass?"
"How else?" said Blair. "Well, I guess they blow each other, too."
"My God!" said Shela. "I thought they spent all their free time fucking the cheerleaders."
"That's a myth," said Blair. "Public relations propaganda to make them look like macho studs. The public eats it up."
"While the players eat each other."
"Yeah."
Shela sat up and looked around. "Where's Kevin?"
"He cut out about two this morning, when you dropped off to sleep," said Blair. "You went out like a light. Kevin was still feeling horny, so he went home to throw a fuck into his sister ... or maybe his mom."
"It's not--likely he'd make out with his mother," said Shela.
Blair grinned at her. "That's what you think. He's been making out pretty good with her since he caught me fucking her." "Good God! He has?"
"Sure. When Kevin got so upset, Mrs. Powell decided the best and quickest way to calm him down was to give him a good sample of her pussy. Not that she felt forced to."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean she was only too willing to give her cunt to her son." "How do you know?"
"She told me," Blair replied. "She said she wished Kevin wasn't her son because she was hot for him and sure wanted to make it with him."
"But she let him anyway."
"Sure."
"Well, he didn't screw her last night," said Shela. "Her husband is home."
"That might not make any difference," said Blair. "Not after what he did the other night."
"What was that?" asked Shela.
"Kevin came home late," said Blair. "His parents were asleep. He slipped quietly into their room and woke his mother by gently shaking her. She got out of bed and followed him across the hall to his room and got into bed with him. He fucked her most of the night."
"My God! The nerve of him."
"That wasn't all," Blair went on. "When she got back to her own room and lay down beside her husband, Kevin slipped into his sister's room and gave her a fuck."
"He's quite a young man," Shela sighed.
"He sure is," agreed Blair. "That's why I decided to bring you two together."
"You're ... leaving?'
Blair nodded.
"But why?"
"I talked to Mom on the phone several weeks ago. She old me Dad is being sent out of state by the company he works for. He's in charge of new construction going up and he'll be gone for six months."
"Oh..." said Shela. "I'm beginning to understand. When will your father be leaving to take over his new job?" , "Mom phoned last night," said Blair. "You didn't hear the phone ring because you and Kevin were too busy with each other and making too much noise. I went downstairs and answered it." "And...? "
Dad will be leaving this morning. And if I catch the noon plane for home, Mom won't have to sleep alone tonight."
Shela laughed. "I guess I'd better get up and fix you a hearty breakfast. Plenty of eggs and lots of meat. You're going to need it."
Blair pulled her into his arms. "There's no need to rush. I want to say good-bye to you properly. Your pussy isn't too tender, is it?"
Shela laughed again. "Not that tender!"
Shela stared at him. "That's what I don't understand about you. You have a good setup here with me. Why did you deliberately let Troy and Kevin in on it?"
"Because I like you a lot, darling aunt," said Blair. "I want your sweet pussy to get lots of action ... when I'm not here to look after it."
