Chapter 5
They fucked every day and every night.
It became the best of all possible worlds for both of them. Bobby's lust for his aunt's cunt was insatiable and she took all he could give her.
She taught him all the mysteries of the female body and how to explore them. She treated him like both mother and lover.
As the boy continued to mature, the woman became more independent. Her husband sensed it after a couple of months. Suddenly Fred didn't take her for granted anymore.
Soon, the problems that had caused a gulf between them disappeared. Now, on his weekends home from traveling, their sex life regained its former ardor. He couldn't wait until Friday night so he could take her up to bed and do all the things to her that he always wanted to do.
There was something new and strange and wonderful that had broken down all the barriers between them.
And Marie loved every minute. She had her man-lover on the weekends and her boy-lover during the week. She didn't want it to ever end.
On the weekends Bobby was frustrated. He would creep, during the night, to their door and listen to the sounds of their fucking. When he could stand it no longer, he would run back to his room and lay on his bed. Then he would furiously pump his cock until his sperm spewed high into the air, coming down in globs on his belly.
But it wasn't enough. He wanted Aunt Marie's body. He wanted her cunt, her mouth, and her asshole over his cock, making him shoot. He wanted her all the time, not just during the week.
He told her so.
"But Bobby, he's my husband. I love him."
"Don't you love me?"
"Of course, I love you. You're my lover and he's my husband."
But I get lonesome on weekend nights!"
She nodded, biting her lip, knowing full well the monster she had created in the child. But there was nothing she could do about it, and she didn't want to do anything about it. She wanted both of them. She didn't want it to stop.
So she took care of both of them.
When Fred was finished and sound asleep, she would sneak into Bobby's bedroom and suck his cock for him.
As was his way, the boy often required at least two orgasms to quiet the fires of desire in his loins. Those times she would suck his cock and swallow the wealth of cum that seemed to get richer with each passing day, and then she would swing her body over his and get him off a second time with her cunt or her asshole.
But Bobby wanted more.
"What more can I give you, Bobby?"
"I want to watch."
"Watch what?"
"Watch you and Uncle Fred fuck."
She was amazed and aghast. "No!"
"Why not?"
"It's impossible. We couldn't do that. What if you were caught?"
"I'll be careful, Aunt Marie. I want to watch his cock go into your pussy and your asshole. Does Uncle Fred fuck you in the asshole like I do, Aunt Marie?"
"Yes," she said, smiling. "He didn't use to ... but he does now. He does a lot of things now that he didn't use to do."
"What things?"
"He ... he goes down ..." She paused, remembering the times she had pushed Bobby's youthful face down toward her cunt and he had balked just before eating her pussy.
But then, as he strongly insisted that he be allowed to sneak into their room and watch them fuck, Marie thought about how she would like Bobby's face buried in her sopping pussy.
She wondered if Bobby would eat her if he saw Fred doing it first.
She agreed.
"When ... when can I watch, Aunt Marie?"
"Tonight," she said. "Here's what we'll do ..."
That night Bobby lay in his bed, pump his hard cock. He waited for his Aunt. True to her word, she soon opened his door and motioned for him to follow her into the adjoining bedroom.
"Hide in the closet," she whispered, shoving him into the tiny cubicle, "and be quiet."
"Will I be able to see?"
"Yes, yes, yes, you will, Bobby," she whispered with impatience. "Just open the door after he gets into bed with me, and you'll be able to see everything."
"What if it's too dark?"
"It won't be. We always fuck with both lamps on."
Bobby saw her walk across the room toward the bath. Her ass bounced delightfully in her tight slacks. It made his cock jump to hardness immediately as he thought of fucking her asshole.
"Hey ... are you going to stay in there all night"
"I'll be right there," Fred growled from the other room.
"C'mon," Marie called. "Get in here and let's see if I can make you forget about all that pussy you been gettin' on the road."
He appeared in the doorway, a giant of a man, naked to the waist, with a thick mat of blonde hair on his huge chest. "you're amazing," he said.
"Why? Because I don't care where you get your pussy any more ... just as long as there's enough of this left over for me when you get home?" She ran her hand across the growing bulge in the front of his pants.
"Yeah ... I might even quit fucking all those women and save it all for you," he laughed. "Think you could handle it?"
"Could you?"
"I'd love to try," he said.
She smiled as she followed him into the room and watched him pull back the covers on the big bed. He turned around then and faced her. He was also facing the closed, and Bobby could see that the bulge had grown to mammoth size.
Bobby watched his aunt's eyes take on a glazed look as his uncle's hands went down the front of his pants and flipped open the clasp. As his hand pushed the zipper down, the flaps came open. His shorts shot forward under the strain of his pulsing prick. Aunt Marie's eyes never left the bulge in her husband's shorts.
Bobby wondered if his aunt had looked at his cock that way. He couldn't remember. He started slowly fisting his cock as the scene in the bedroom continued to unfold.
Fred let his hand rest lightly on his bulging prick for a moment, and then he stuck his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and pushed down. The front of his shorts hung on the tip of his hard prick. Carefully he removed the material.
A deep moan escaped her lips as his cock flipped free of the shorts and bounced back up into position. For a few moments she watched his cock as it bobbed up and down in front of his hairy groin.
Bobby looked down at his own prick and compared it. By God, he thought, it was nearly as thick. Fred's had more meat on it, and the head was nearly twice as big as Bobby's. The boy wondered how Marie could take such a fat thing down her throat.
The sound of his uncle flopping back onto the bed drew his attention.
"Now, honey," Fred said. "So it slow so I can see what I'm about to get. You know what I like."
"Yeah," Marie said, grinning. "I know."
She was breathing heavily as she unbuttoned her blouse. The blouse began to spread under the pressure of her huge breasts. When the last button was undone, the material gave up trying to hold the enormous globes back. Her tits burst free in all their naked glory.
Fred grabbed his thick cock as she slipped the blouse over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. From the bed, his eyes feasted on one exposed nipple. As he watched her nipple grow and pulse, he began to move his fist up and down on his cock.
"I love your fucking tits," he said.
"What would you like to do with them?"
"I'd like to put my cock between them and fuck 'em."
"Then what?" Marie asked, lust clogging her throat as she watched his hand move steadily up and down on his cock.
"Then I hump my cock between your tits until my juice splatters all over your beautiful face."
Tiny beads of perspiration started popping out on both their bodies.
Marie kicked off her shoes and slipped her hands under the waistband of her tight slacks. She worked them down slowly.
His eyes moved down from her tits to the lacy black bikini panties that came into view. They, too, were tight and they outlined the pulpy bulge of her pubic hair.
Suddenly this wasn't the woman Bobby had been cuddling with, sleeping with and fucking for so long. In the room before him stood a stranger, a beautiful strange whom he felt he had never seen before.
The young boy barely managed to stop a loud gasp of astonishment. Standing before him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. A tall, darkly sensuous woman with flowing black hair, liquidly sensual eyes, and a pouting red mouth that gave her the appearance of being too much woman for any man - or any boy.
Her body looked strikingly different. It was as if he had never seen her body before. Mammoth, jutting breasts that flowed into a tiny waist, then to slim, perfectly-formed legs.
She slipped the panties off. Bobby saw the soft, generous curve of her ass, her white-columned thighs, and her triangular pubic bush. It was glistening with the juices from her cunt. Tiny droplets of moisture gathered on the ends of her pubic hair and dripped down between her legs to the carpet.
Suddenly Bobby wished he wasn't there. He felt like he was an outsider watching something he had no business seeing. He felt small, and alone, and a little afraid.
"What do you want tonight, honey?" Fred asked.
"Your tongue," she coed, her voice low and husky in her throat. "I want your tongue up my cunt. I want you to lap and lick my pussy. I want you to suck my insides out and into your throat through my fuck hole."
"C'mere," he said.
She walked to the bed and stood while he rolled toward her. His lips ran over her silky inner thighs, leaving a trail of moisture on the skin and tingling nerve ends.
She stroked his wavy blond hair as she rotated her hips against his mouth, making her cunt respond to his tongue.
"Oh Jesus! That's good, Fred!" she cried. "I got myself all worked up this afternoon just dreaming about your mouth working on my pussy, and your tongue reaming my cunt."
Fred leaned back and gazed up into her passion-filled face. "You don't have to dream about it any more, baby. It's happening right now, and it's gonna keep happening all night."
He slid his hands up the backs of her legs and slowly worked his way upward until he cupped her firm, jutting ass-cheeks. As his hands moved, her body shook with the pleasure she was anticipating.
She urged his lips back to her firm thighs.
Fred kissed her gently and then pulled his head back and stood up. Marie put her arms around him and pulled his body tightly to hers.
"Take it easy baby. You'll be ready too soon."
"Oh God! I'm ready now!"
Fred could sense the urgency in her body. His nostrils filled with the smell of her cunt. His hands worked between her thighs, feeling the desire flow through her pussy.
From the closet, Bobby's eyes feasted on his aunt's body. The soft light played over her rounded form, highlighting her full, ripe tits and the mature, womanly flare of her curving hips. He wondered about this new, different woman he was seeing.
Suddenly he came, his sperm jetting in floods from the end of his cock to splatter against the back of the door. And still he continued to fist his cock as he watched.
Fred was sitting up straight on the bed now, straining to see her as she posed before him. Slowly, tantalizingly, she walked toward him.
Fred's eyes went to the jutting firm mounds of her tits as she came toward him. The flehs jiggled and bounced gently as she moved. Her nipples were rock-hard, and they throbbed with passion.
Marie's hands went up to her full tits. She lifted them in her palms.
Fred watched with fascination as she held her tits out to him, her thumbs strumming her nipples. Under her manipulation, her tits looked fuller, and Fred found his breathing becoming labored as he watched them swell.
He felt he should say something, to tell her how much he enjoyed her body; but when he tried to speak, he found his throat dry. His eyes moved up from her throbbing tits and found hers. He knew then that no words were necessary; he could see the approval in her eyes.
He dropped his gaze down to the small curve of her tummy, then past the flaring hips to the dark triangle below. He wanted her badly now.
"Let's fuck now," he growled.
"I want you to et me again," she said. "I want you to suck my cunt again."
Fred stood up and pulled all the covers off the bed except the bottom sheet. He dropped them over the end of the bed and turned to her.
"Lay down!"
she hurriedly obeyed, flopping down on her back and spreading her legs. Fred put one of the pillows under her head and one under her ass.
She closed her eyes as he climbed onto the bed beside her.
His hands started on her right ankle, massaging very gently, he worked upward. When his caressing fingers reached the sensitive area of her inner thighs, she moaned and twisted her firm buttocks on the bed. His hands went to the other ankle and slowly he repeated what he'd done to her right leg.
He stopped at her thigh again. He moved up to her shoulders. Slowly his fingers worked down, until he was massaging her big tits. At first he moved his hands in large circles over the full mounds, but as she arched her back, he felt her hard nipples digging into his palms.
He twisted her nipples gently. A film of perspiration covered her beautiful form, and her hips were rising and falling rhythmically on the bed.
"Oh, Fred, I can't stand any more ... please do it to me ..."
His right hand started a slow trip down over her slightly curved tummy, while his left continued to work on her throbbing nipple.
Marie spread her legs as his hand slipped between the junction of her thighs and began to caress her pussy. At first he worked lightly in the soft darkness; then his fingers became more inquisitive as he searched through her pubic hair to her slit.
He shifted his body to the end of the bed until he was between her open knees.
"Ohhhh, yes ... yes, I want ..."
he kissed her. Her hips shot up to meet his mouth, and he let his tongue lash out passionately. His tongue worked on her pussy. He lifted her ass-cheeks, moving her cunt as close as possible to his pleasure-giving mouth.
He ate her cunt slowly, dragging every last second of pleasure out of the lovemaking. But she had been real worked up, and in a few seconds he felt the shudder of ecstasy rip through her body.
"Yes ... yes, that's it!" she moaned. "I'm there! Oh, Jesus, how you can eat pussy!"
he continued to suck and lick at her cunt until her body was soon twitching and writhing through orgasm after orgasm. The juice from her pussy glistened all over his face, but still he wouldn't stop. He sucked and swallowed until it seemed that his belly would bloat with the flood of her cunt-juices.
And then he lifted his face and looked up between the heaving moutds of her tits.
"Enough?" he said.
"Enough," she said.
"Now me?" he asked.
"Now you," she replied. "Slide up her and sit on my tits. Treat my mouth like a cunt and shove your beautiful cock in it!"
He moved up across her body until his ass mashed her breasts down beneath him. He positioned his cock at her lips.
Just before he plunged his cock into her mouth, Marie rolled her head to the side, until it was facing the closet door.
"Now that's how to make love to a woman," she said.