Chapter 2
The next morning she could hardly meet his eyes over the breakfast table. Any idea that the events of the night before had been a dream was quickly dispelled by the first words he spoke to her.
"Take off the pants," he said.
She was wearing jeans and a knit top. The tone of his voice left no room for discussion. Avoiding his eyes, she slipped off the jeans and draped them over a chair.
"The panties, too," he said.
"The neighbors might see me," she pleaded.
Clyde shrugged. "Don't worry about the neighbors, Aunt Laura. Just do as I say."
With a sigh of submission, she slipped off the panties. By pulling the hem of her top down as far as possible, she could barely cover the cheeks of her ass.
Clyde motioned her over with his hand. He ran his fingertips over the contours of her ass and then he moved a hand around to probe her pussy.
In a moment, he smiled, pulled his fingers away, and held them up so she could see them.
"You're wet," he said.
She blushed. It was difficult for her to believe how suddenly their relationship had changed. Yesterday he had been the respectful nephew and today he was exploring her pussy to find out how wet she was.
Smiling again, he raised his fingers to her face.
"Lick the juice off," he said.
She closed her eyes.
"Lick!" he commanded.
He pushed his fingers at her lips and she found herself tasting her own juice.
"Lick it all off," he said. "I want clean fingers."
She lapped his fingers with her tongue until all trace of her cream was gone.
He seemed satisfied after that and they continued their breakfast. She felt strange sitting there with nothing on below the waist, her ass bare on the chair, her pussy exposed. Thank God she still had her top on. A neighbor looking in from another apartment would see Laura Seldon and her nephew having breakfast together like two ordinary people.
When she occasionally had to leave the table, she managed to keep her back facing the window and hoped that no one could see anything. Clyde made lewd comments about her exposed ass and laughed when she blushed.
Finally he had her stand with her back to him and bending forward with her hands on a chair.
"Move your legs apart and stick your ass out," he said.
Humiliated, she did as she was told.
He put his hand on her pussy again, this time from the back, and in a moment she felt his fingers pushing into her cunt hole and slowly sliding in and out. Without any warning, she groaned and had a sudden orgasm.
"Damn, you're quick!" Clyde said.
Dabbing some butter on his fingers, he smeared the rim of her asshole. Before she could protest, he drilled his thumb into the tight grommet.
She came again almost immediately, hissing and groaning and weaving her hips.
Clyde chuckled his amusement at the intensity of her response. He had three fingers in her now, two in her cunt hole and a thumb in her asshole. Forcing her to maintain the humiliating position, he used his fingers to fuck both holes at the same time.
The sensation was exquisite and she lost control of herself.
"Oh yes!" she hissed. "Do it harder! Fuck me harder!"
But Clyde had other plans. Suddenly pulling his hand away, he slapped her ass and told her to sit down.
"There's no rush," he said. "You'll have something to think about."
Trembling, her heart still racing, she kept her eyes closed and gradually calmed down.
When she opened her eyes she found him smiling at her.
"Feeling better?"
"Yes," she said quietly. .
"You've got everything covered up," he said. "Move back from the table so I can see your cunt."
Pushing her chair back, she turned to face him and opened her legs to show herself.
How strange it was that for so many years the idea of doing something like this seemed so impossible, and now here she was doing it with her nephew, showing him her pussy while he calmly finished his breakfast of bacon and eggs.
Clyde finally rose to his feet. Unbuckling his belt, he dropped his jeans to release his half-hard cock.
"Let's have a little action on the lollipop, Aunt Laura. And then we'll go upstairs to fuck. That's the main item today, isn't it?"
Before she had a chance to say anything, she found her mouth filled with his warm meat.
He put his hands on her head and in a moment his cock was sliding in over her tongue and filling her mouth completely.
She could feel his cock throb with each beat of his heart. His huge hanging balls pressed against her chin. Moving a hand up, she cupped his balls and jiggled the squirming eggs of her palm.
He was fully erect now, and she had to pull back in order to avoid choking. She loved the sensation of a hard cock sliding between her lips, the fat knob stretching her mouth, pressing against her tongue and cheeks.
"That's good, Aunt Laura. You give good head."
Holding her fixed in one position, he began slowly fucking her face. She felt herself no more than a passive fleshy receptacle for his rampant cock. With a soft moan she slipped both hands around his thighs and moved them up to cup the cheeks of his ass.
After a few more strokes, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and ran the fat wet knob over her nose and chin.
"Let's get upstairs on a bed," he said. "I'm going to fuck your brains out."
Shivering, rising up, she met his eyes and blushed. When she turned, he pressed against her back, pushing his warm cock into the crack of her ass. He slid his hands around to cup and hold her heaving tits, pinching the long nipples. Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear:
"How do you want me to fuck you?"
She bit her lip. "I don't know," she said.
"Have you ever had it in the ass?"
"No, of course not."
"I know a girl who won't do it any other way. Her name is Julie. That's the only kind of fucking she ever does."
"It must be terribly painful," Laura said.
"Sometimes."
"Please don't do that to me."
He laughed. "I'm not making any promises."
She walked up the stairs ahead of him. He made her hold up the edge of her top so he could watch the movement of her ass. At the top of the stairs he made her stop, one leg raised above the other, so that he could finger her cunt. He pulled and tugged her cunt lips until she winced. Then he pushed his fingers into her cunt and asshole and held her like a bowling ball. He forced her to walk that way, skewered like a slab of meat.
They went to his room. He said he had a yen to fuck her the first time on his bed.
She hadn't really been in his room very much since he had come to live with her. She supposed it was like the room of any other eighteen-year-old boy. She noticed a pile of magazines and when he saw her glance he smiled and picked one up. He opened the magazine and showed her a picture of a girl lying on a bed with her knees pulled back to show the red meat of her cunt. The girl looked no older than Clyde. Laura blushed. The girl was showing everything, even her asshole. She had seen pictures like this before, but she'd never looked at one before in the presence of a man. The girl in the picture was wearing stockings and shoes with high heels. Laura wondered if Clyde would like her to dress like that. The stockings and shoes made the girl look incredibly wanton.
As if reading her mind, Clyde said: "You ought to wear shoes like that. Bare-ass girls wearing high heels drive me wild."
Peeling off his clothes, he stretched out on the bed.
"Lick my balls," he said. "Get them nice and wet."
She was startled. She'd never thought of doing that to a man before. The idea of it brought a quiver to her pussy.
She climbed onto the bed. He pulled back his knees to raise up his crotch. She lowered her head and started licking, lapping her tongue over the hairy wrinkled sac that held his balls.
No one had ever treated her like this before. She felt depraved. At the same time, her cunt was on fire.
"Take them in your mouth," he said. "Suck on them."
Opening her lips, she pushed an egg inside. She rolled it around over her tongue, thrilling to the feel of it. After a while she released it and took in the other one, sucking the ball into her mouth with a wet sound. When she finally let go of his balls, they were swollen and coated with her saliva.
She thought he would want her to suck his cock now, but instead he pulled his knees even further back to expose more of his ass. When she looked puzzled, he laughed.
"You've got a lot to learn," he said. "But we'll save it for another time. Get on all fours."
He made her kneel on the bed with her shoulders down and her ass in the air. When she realized he intended to fuck her from the rear, the lewdness of it made her quiver. She was truly his slave. He had become her master and he simply used her for his pleasure.
Looking back between her legs, she could see him moving to position himself behind her. She could see his balls dangling heavily beneath his turgid cock. He pressed up against her, rubbing the dripping cock head in the crack of her ass. Stifling a moan, she pushed back against him. She was nothing but a female animal waiting to be mounted by the male of the species.
As far as Clyde was concerned, this was one of the supreme moments of his life. He'd been dreaming of doing something like this to Aunt Laura for years. Whenever she visited his family at their home he always found some way to spy on her, to watch her dressing and undressing. There wasn't any part of her body he wasn't familiar with. One time he'd even been able to watch her masturbate. But he'd never imagined the moment would come when he'd be able to fuck her.
He stood beside the bed and moved her so that her ass faced him. She had a luscious ass. Full white moon cheeks, an ivory smooth, delicious thirty-year-old ass. And bulging out between the cheeks was a ripe, fat-lipped hairy cunt. The sight of it was almost too much.
Putting his hands on the cheeks of her ass and his thumbs on her cunt, he pried her open, splitting the fig to show the red meat, the cunt hole brimming with juice.
He couldn't wait anymore. Moving in, he rubbed the head of his cock into the gulch, found the wet hole, and drove himself into the channel of her cunt.
Laura groaned, and groaned again when he hit bottom.
When he started pumping in and out, she felt his balls slapping her ass at the end of each stroke.
At first she was too inhibited to moan, but then it became impossible to hold back. Her mouth opened and a wailing sound came out.
"Oh God, give it to me! Fuck me, Clyde! Fuck me!"
Behind her, his eyes filled with lust, Clyde pumped his thick cock in and out of her upturned steaming cunt. He stared down at the wrinkled brown nut of her asshole, so neat and tidy and tight. Wetting a thumb in her cunt juice, he rubbed it over the rim of her asshole and pushed it in.
Laura moaned. The feeling of dual penetration was exquisite. She felt him moving his thumb around and she realized he was trying to widen her. It seemed clear her nephew intended to fuck her in the ass! The idea of it was almost too much to bear. He was so huge! She tried to imagine what it would be like to have that fat cock head stretching her asshole. All she could anticipate was sheer pain. His cock was so big she could hardly take him in her cunt, but at least her pussy had been designed for it.
Suddenly his thumb was out and she felt his cock head pressing at her asshole.
Oh God, she thought, he's not even using vaseline!
With a sudden lunge, he pushed halfway in. She let out a deep groan at the burning sensation produced by his enormous cock reaming the channel of her rectum. Her mouth hung open and saliva drooled out between her lips to fall on the bed.
Clyde pulled out, pushed in again and sank his cock all the way into the hilt. With a groan and a curse, he started shooting his load.
Sobbing, rolling her eyes, her throat gurgling a demented sound of unbridled lust, Laura collapsed and fainted.
She had had the most intense orgasm of her life.
When she opened her eyes again, she had no idea how much time had passed. Clyde was sitting in a chair and leering at her.
"Come over here," he said.
She left the bed and went to him.
"Turn around and bend over," he said. "Let me have a look at your asshole."
Her face flushed, she turned and bent over.
He pried her ass cheeks apart and inspected the brown grommet.
"It looks fine," he said. "But we'll have to get you stretched somehow, won't we? Why don't you go down to the kitchen, Aunt Laura, and see if you can find a nice big carrot."
She straightened up and turned to face him. "Oh, Clyde, please, I don't think I could bear it!"
"Just do as you're told, Aunt Laura. It's for your own good."
And so for the rest of the day she found herself with her asshole plugged by a carrot. It didn't feel that bad, not half as bad as the embarrassment of having it in there, protruding between her ass cheeks while she walked around the house.
Clyde made her put on an old pair of high-heeled shoes and she wobbled on them all afternoon with her asshole plugged and her cunt dripping wet.
At times Clyde seemed bored with her and this made her fearful. She would do something to get his attention and then he would call her over. She would hang her tits over his face and he would suck her nipples and tell her how much she turned him on. This always reassured her and after that she was ready to do anything for him.
She learned that one of the things he liked most was to have her kneel between his legs and slowly suck his cock for an extended period of time.
She learned how to sense the state of his arousal and to know how close he was to coming by the tightness of his balls.
She sucked him off twice while he sat in the living room watching a baseball game. The cum was thinner the second time and she decided she liked it better when it was foamy and thick. She adored the taste of it. She had never in her life thought she would like the taste of a man's gism, but just the thought of having a mouthful of it was enough to make her cunt wet.
Late in the afternoon he said that he would be going out in the evening and that when he returned he would be bringing home a girl friend.
She looked at him with pained eyes. "Oh, Clyde, you can't!"
"I sure can, Aunt Laura." He looked down at her legs and frowned. "You're forgetting what I told you."
She opened her legs. He had told her to always sit facing him so he could see her cunt.
In the evening, before he went out, she lay sideways on the bed with her head hanging over the edge. Clyde squatted over her face so that she could suck his dangling balls. She wanted him to come in her mouth, but he seemed uninterested.
As he was leaving, he cautioned her to keep the carrot in her ass.
"We can take it out when I get back," he said. "By then you ought to be stretched just enough to take a cock without fainting." He patted her cheek. "It's no good to faint, Aunt Laura. The whole idea is to know what's happening."