Chapter 4
The following afternoon, Bobby rushed home from school. He wasn't sure what would be awaiting him. He had barely been able to concentrate on his studies all day.
That morning at breakfast she had seemed very distant. She also seemed a little embarrassed. She wouldn't meet his eyes.
Yet, as if to confuse him more, she had kissed him good-bye at the door. Her lips had met his and suddenly her tongue was wedged in his mouth, rocking from side to side. That, and the crush of her soft tits against his chest, had given him an immediate hard-on.
He hadn't wanted to go to school. But with a pat on his crotch, she ushered him out the door.
Now, as he entered the house, his cock was getting hard again.
"Aunt Marie!"
He heard her voice coming from the second floor, but he couldn't make out the words. He bounded up the stairs.
"Where are you?"
"I'm in her. In the bathroom. I'm taking a bath, silly."
His cock got harder as he silently raced down the hall and paused at the partially-open door. He looked into the opening and saw her standing in the tub - stark naked.
Aunt Marie was even more beautiful than he remembered, with soap and water glistening on her smooth skin. Her tits swayed back and forth, making his mouth water in anticipation. The fur of her cunt was a soapy white. Yet her pink cunt-lips could be clearly seen.
His body quivered and he smiled. "What are you doing?" he said.
"I told you, little idiot ... I'm taking a bath."
Bobby stripped. He smiled as he looked down and saw his cock bounding in front of his belly. It stuck out like an arrow, and his prick looked as if it had grown a full inch from the fucking it had gotten the previous evening.
"Can I come in?" he said. "I mean while you're naked?:
Her voice floated back to him, coy and seductive. "Of course you can, honey. It isn't as if you haven't seen me naked before, is it?"
He pushed the door open. With his cock like a spear out in front of him, he walked into the room and up to the tub. His cock dangled directly in front of her face.
Her tits bounced in the water like two giant balloons. The sight of those pink-tipped beauties made his cock pulse faster.
"You're already taking me for granted, aren't you, Bobby?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," he replied, grasping his cock with one hand and her head with the other. "All I know is I want you. I've thought about you all day."
"And you've probably had a hard-on all day, too," Aunt Marie said.
"All day long," he sighed.
Instead of opening her mouth at once and sucking his cock, she stroked his prick steadily back and forth. "Your cock's beautiful, Bobby. I shouldn't do this, but I can't help it."
He arched his back, thrust into her soft hands. "I want you more than anything else in the world, Aunt Marie," he panted, feeling the jism in his balls start to churn.
"I know, Bobby."
"You going to suck my cock?"
"Soon ..." she said. "I've got something special I want you to do for me this afternoon ..."
He waited, but she made no move to change the slow, sensuous jack-off rhythm.
"Aunt Marie."
"Yes?"
"I'm getting' awful hot," he whined, his legs shaking.
"There's plenty of time," she whispered.
"Maybe you'd better do it pretty soon ... if you're going to."
Again she was a woman possessed by lustful thoughts. Her nephew was a man, with a man-cock, and he was her lover; the illicit lover she had always dreamed about, but never had the courage to take.
As she stared hungrily at him, she stood up. She continued to clutch his prick as he gazed at her with a contented smile.
"We're going to be good for each other, Bobby," she said, her tits grazing against his chest. "I know we are. We came good last night and we'll come good again and again and again."
He nodded and groaned in response as his hands slid to her tits and squeezed. He never wanted her to stop. She was stroking his cock in a wonderful way. Her hands would close over his prick and balls like a soft trap and then they would pull away. Then she milked his cock toward her pussy.
The more she did it, the wilder and more agitated he became. At last he felt an almost overwhelming burst of excitement flooding over him. He couldn't take it any more! He couldn't stand the pressure in his balls.
He was a man and she was a woman and he wanted her. He needed to take and possess her right then.
She was turning away from him, reaching for her robe when, with an animal-like growl, he grabbed her. His hands went around her sides and cupped the full mounds of her tits. His fingers moved gently as he kissed her neck. Her pressed his swelling body against her firm buttocks and felt the blood pour into his loins.
"No ... slow, Bobby, slow," she said. "I told you, I've got something special planned for this afternoon."
Her body turned in his loose grip and his lips fell on hers. She was whimpering s he grabbed and caressed her cunt. Her tongue moved between his teeth and began to search inside his mouth. Their bodies moved slowly against each other.
"Bobby ... c'mon, lets go into the bedroom."
"No."
"Please ..."
"No ... now, now, now!" he pushed her down to the tile floor and parted her knees.
A deep animal groan escaped from her lips as his body wedged between her thighs. Suddenly she didn't care - she wanted him. Her legs spread wide and her arms reached out for him.
They were both hot and they were both lubricated from just the sight and the touch of each other's bodies.
His cock slid into her cunt like a greased pole and her buttocks lifted off the floor to greet him. Bobby reached beneath her and cupped her full, fleshy ass-cheeks. The rhythm of fucking began.
Bobby's lips settled o a swollen nipple and he began to lave it as he pistoned his cock into her gushing pussy.
"Good ... good! She cried. "Oh, Bobby, we fuck so good, you and I."
"Do I fuck you as good as Uncle Fred?"
"Yes, lover! You fuck the best!"
His ego exploded. His pride swelled. And his chest, along with his prick, expanded.
He drove her ass into the floor on every fuck-stroke.
She groaned, and her ass shot up out of his hands as she tried to drive his cock farther into her surging body.
His cock stayed firm inside her cunt, and he rolled, pulling her onto her side beside him. His lips found hers, and his tongue searched the sweetness of her mouth. Her hands were all over him, caressing, touching, reveling in the pleasure he was giving her.
"Let me on top, Bobby!"
His hand went around her hip and he rolled over onto his back, pulling her over with him.
She lay on top of him for a second while he explored her ass-cheeks with his sweaty hands. Then she rose up and began to move her hips. Bobby's hands slipped around to the front of her body, cupping her swaying tits.
As she bounced and rotated her succulent body above him, he caressed her big tits, his fingers rolling and rubbing at the eraser-hard tips.
Her closed his eyes and let her ride his thrusting cock. Her legs squirmed up beside him so she could get more of his cock into her cunt, and he felt his prick hitting bottom as her ass dropped on his thighs. He held back his cum as he pumped into her. Her steady moans of pleasure erupted in squeals of ecstasy as she worked up to the peak, shot over, and started the climb all over again.
Finally he lost control. When he felt her body tightening with excitement, his grunt of satisfaction mingled with her squeal of delight, and he shot his cum into her cunt, his body tingling from the pleasure rippling through him.
She collapsed beside him, exhausted, and the room was filled with their hoarse breathing as they relaxed in the afterglow of ecstasy. He saw the smile of satisfaction on her face. He had done his job well.
"Was it good?" he asked, the smile of total innocence returning to his face.
"It was the best, my little lover."
"Then let's do it again," he said.
"Already?"
"I told you ... I can do it sometimes three times in a row!"
she looked down. Sure enough, his cock was like steel rod ... stiff and hard.
"All right," she said. "Come with me. "I'll show you what I wanted you to do with me before."
Bobby followed her into the bedroom. She jumped up onto the bed on her hands and knees. Her beautiful round ass bobbed in front of him.
"Oh!" Bobby exclaimed. "You want me to fuck you dog-fashion! I know what that is, Aunt Marie ... I've seen pictures!"
"Almost, Bobby," she said, spreading her knees so that her cunt widened and her asshole was exposed.
"What else?" he said, getting behind her. He prodded her wet cunt-hole with the tip of his readily erect young cock.
"My ass, Bobby!" she moaned. "I want you to fuck me in the asshole."
"No, Aunt Marie."
"Yes ... please, Bobby! I know it'll feel good. Your cock will be perfect."
"But I'll hurt you."
"Just a little at first. Then it'll feel good. Go ahead, try your finger first."
He shrugged. For him it would be a new thrill, a new experience. He patted the majestic globes of her ass. They shook and wobbled delightfully.
Then playfully the tip of his finger poked into the hole.
"Go ahead, Bobby! Don't be afraid! Finger-fuck my asshole!"
he pushed harder until his finger was embedded. When it was in as far as it would go, he twisted it around and around.
She gasped, then moaned. "Oh, God! I knew it would feel good!" She wiggled her hips. The action caused the cheeks of her ass to shimmer and wobble.
"Do you like it?" he asked, grasping his cock. Suddenly he was no longer timid about ramming his cock up her asshole just as hard as he had done with her cunt.
"Nice," she sighed. "I can feel it clear up to my tits. Now, take your finger out and put you cock in."
Popping his finger out, Bobby positioned his cock comfortably, pressing against her anal opening. The touch of her puckered fleshed against his throbbing prick forced more blood into his already pounding staff.
"It looks awful small for my cock, Aunt Marie."
"It's all right, damnit! Fuck me ... FUCK ME!"
He bit his lip and lunged forward, thrusting the bludgeoning knob of his cock halfway into her rear cavity.
She screamed. But it wasn't in pain.
"Go, baby! Go, lover, go! Shove it all in me! Hard! Hard ... hard!"
Bobby groaned and lunged again. This time more of his cock went inside her ass. When he stopped pushing, he looked in amazement. He had all but two inches of his cock wriggling asshole.
His goal, however, was the same as hers ... total penetration. He gave a few short jabs and discovered that he couldn't advance any farther. The hole was too tight; it was almost as though her anal-flesh had become a vise.
"Is that all ... is that all!" she screamed. "Give me more!"
Suddenly Bobby was angry. He had satisfied her pussy; goddamnit, he could satisfy her fucking asshole. Putting all his prick into asshole became the only objective in his mind and body. He lunged, driving his cock all the way into her ass.
"Oh yes!" she moaned. "That's beautiful lover! That's wonderful!"
"It's all in you," he gasped.
"I know ... it feels like a pole ripping my ass apart. I love it! Now fuck me with it! Fuck my asshole just like it was my cunt!"
Bobby eased his prick out until only the rubbery head remained inside. Then he bore into her with a powerful thrust that sank his cock to the balls, and his aunt screamed.
"Oh, Jesus ... oh shit!" she gasped, as the boy repeated the act, assaulting her rectum with the speed and power of a maddened bull.
The youngster's body was swamped with new sensual sensations. His cock was glowing, pounding, his nervous system hummed. Once inside her ass, he had planned to fuck her nice and slow, savoring each thrust. But her asshole had become just too delightful. His cock became alive with action as it got carried away with the new-found thrill.
Seconds after he started pumping her, he was fucking her as fast as he could. Her ass suddenly became the most beautiful part of her body. Her asshole felt as hot and wonderful as her cunt had felt before.
His aunt whimpered, groaned, and screamed throughout the wild fuck. Her ass trembled and squirmed. She bucked and hunched on his cock, reaming her asshole on each stroke. Her hole rippled with waves of heat that seared his loins as he humped into her.
She slumped forward as his weight drove her body flat against the mattress. Bobby slid his hands under her body and gripped her heavy tits. He gripped one in each hand. They felt like two giant, throbbing melons in his palms as he clutched them.
They continued to fuck ... pleasure saturated them and the minutes flew by. All they existed for, all they knew, all they felt, was the delicious sensation that ravished their minds and bodies.
"Bobby ... Bobbyyyyyy!"
"Yes ... yes ..."
"I'm coming! I'm going to come! Fill me with your cream! Shoot it up into me!"
The gasping screams that erupted from her throat at the arrival of her climax triggered his. Bobby tore at her breasts and, pumping furiously, shot his molten sperm up her anal passage.
He fucked and fucked until her spasms died and his balls were totally depleted. Then, abruptly, his cock slipped out of her squishy asshole and he flopped ot the bed beside her, totally drained.
"Oh, Aunt Marie ... what a come!" he sighed.
He felt her move beside him. He opened his eyes and looked up.
She was straddling his belly and squatting above him. His cum flowed from both her ravished holes in long, thick silver streams to puddle on his naked chest and stomach.
"Beautiful," she said, rubbing it over his body like a salve. "Absolutely beautiful!"