Chapter 1
May Taylor sprawled on her back on the center of her large bed and began to stroke her blood-engorged nipples. She could feel her sensitive nips growing larger and harder against the tips of her fingers.
May was in her late twenties, but she was still a virgin. A beautiful woman, she had had more than her share of male attention over the years but she was one of those rare women who believed that she should be married before having sex.
In spite of the desires that often raged through her, May had remained true to her ideals, waiting for her "Prince Charming" to come along and carry her off to a life of wedded bliss and heavy fucking. She knew that she would feel proud to be able to offer her untouched cherry to her bridegroom.
But May had never found the man she wanted to marry, although she had had more than one marriage proposal. Now she was beginning to wonder just how bright she had been to hang onto her little cherry.
More often than not these days, May was horny. And, not having anyone in her life to give her sexual relief, she seemed to be spending more and more of her time these days lying in bed just as she was doing now, making love to herself.
She moaned softly and caught both of her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. She pinched lightly at first, and then steadily increased the pressure until she felt tiny twinges of pain mingled with her lewd pleasure.
She had learned years ago that she did not mind a little pain mixed with her erotic pleasure when she was fucking herself, just as long as it was sexual pain, such as the kind she felt from pinching and squeezing her hard nipples.
Living in a large old country house, May led a solitary life which didn't help matters any during those times when she longed for a man with a big cock to satisfy her long-repressed sexual yearnings.
Her brother and his family lived in the city about one hundred miles away, and although May was very close to them, especially to her niece, Bunny, and her nephew, Ricky, she seldom got the chance to see them because of the distance separating them.
She pulled on both of her nipples at the same time, tugging them out obscenely until the flesh all around them was pulled taut.
"Mmmm, that's good," she whispered into the stillness of her bedroom, thinking that if things didn't soon change in her life, and if she didn't find someone to give her the fuck session she so badly needed, she just might feel forced to pick up some man off the street and ask him to fuck her.
May was so beautiful that wherever she went, heads turned and many of the local men had let her know that they would be glad to warm her bed any night of the week.
So far, May had been afraid to take them up on their offers. She had waited so long for "Mr. Right" that the idea of some stranger popping her cherry filled her with fear.
No, she thought now, pinching her throbbing nipples again, it doesn't have to be "Mr. Right." I've given up on him. And I do need to be fucked, God knows! But it'll have to be someone I know . . . and trust.
She glanced down at her tits and moaned again, enjoying the way her nips looked when they were all swollen with lust. She released her grip on her nips at the same time, watching them as they snapped back into position.
She was completely naked on her bed and she stretched her legs out widely. She placed the palms of her hands on her tits, spreading her fingers apart as far as she possibly could.
She positioned her hands over her medium-sized tits so that her stiff nips were throbbing against the centers of her palms and, moaning with pleasure, she began to move both of her tits in slow, sensuous circles.
She pressed both tits together and gasped with the shock of the erotic ecstasy she felt. She was pressing the twin tit mounds so tightly together that they were slightly flattened at the sides and the valley between them ran long and deep.
As she continued to press her tits together, she felt her breaths getting closer and shorter until she was literally panting. She sounded to her own ears just like a wild, panting animal . . . the animal she wanted so badly to become.
She took her hands from her tits, feeling her hot, pounding blood pumping downward, heading for her crotch. She felt her pussy meat swelling. She knew from experience that, in just seconds, all of the cuntal flesh between her legs would be thoroughly wet with lust.
She moaned softly as she felt her pussy growing wet with her juices and she knew that soon her cunt would be soaking wet, drenched with her cunt sauce.
"Oh, God, I'm soooo horny," she groaned, feeling her heart racing wildly, her face getting hot and flushed and a thin film of sweat forming all over her body.
She began to stroke her flat belly with the tips of her fingers. As her desire grew, she found it difficult to keep the lower half of her body still. She found herself rocking back and forth, shifting her weight from one asscheek to the other.
Her little trembling clit was becoming engorged with blood, matching the rest of her cunt. It was protruding from its sheath at the very top of her pussy, sticking lewdly from under the fleshy coat.
The little fiery bulb was pulsating with her racing heartbeat. This was the spot where she needed to stroke herself but she was in no hurry.
The woman enjoyed teasing herself, enjoyed the thrill of seeing how slowly she could build her sexual tension to the breaking point.
She knew from much experience that the longer she waited to give herself the bliss of sexual release, the better her cum would be when she did finally experience it.
She purred as she stroked her tummy and her soft underbelly with the tips of her long finger. She longed to start rubbing her clit right then and there but she held back.
She could feel her pussyjuices pooling at the base of her pussy-slit, at the mouth of her virginal fuckhole, and between her inner cuntlips which were slightly curled back.
May knew that it would not be long before her cuntjuice began to drool right out of her pink, swollen gash, would run into her ass-crack. Soon there would be a large wet spot on her burgundy-colored bedspread.
She put her feet flat on the bed and kept her thighs parted, raising her knees in the air. She placed the tips of her long fingers near her knees and stroked down the insides of her thighs until she was touching herself within a fraction of an inch of her lust-engorged outer cuntlips, her moans and groans of pleasure becoming increasingly loud and higher in pitch. Her pussy burned with obscene anticipation. She found that sometimes it was those parts of her body which she did not touch which responded the most to her caresses. She felt a lewd burning and throbbing sensation deep in her asshole, and she groaned as she thought about having three cocks fucking her, one in each hole-a big cock stuffed into her sucking mouth, a long prick in her horny cunt, and a deeply penetrating prick in her asshole.
"Ohhh, I'm sooooo hot," she moaned loudly, feeling her pussyjuice now drooling down into the crack of her ass and onto the bed. She could smell the scent of her own cunt wafting up to her nose from between her long, slender legs.
She loved the smell of her own horny pussy, finding that it turned her on even more.
She closed her eyes and curled her toes under, gripping the bedspread with her toes as her hands clawed at her thighs. Her crotch bucked upward, and she felt her pussymeat pulsing, her clit throbbing.
She whimpered with lust and began to thrash her head from side to side. She lifted her feet from the bed and drew her knees back toward her chest. Her head pressed hard against her pillow. She rolled her asscheeks up off the bed and into the air, feeling both her ass and her pussy burning with desire.
She caressed herself behind her knees, whining with joy as her fingernails scratched lightly downward toward her ass. She lightly scratched and stroked her ass mounds for a few minutes. Then she began to knead her assflesh harder and harder.
She turned her fingertips toward the crack of her ass. Her tits began to bob up and down on her chest as she struggled to suck air into her lungs.
She pressed her fingertips into her flesh very close to the crack of her ass. She pressed hard, beginning to pull her asscheeks apart. She moaned as she pulled, not stopping until the mounds of her ass were stretched wide apart just as far as they could go.
She drew her finger upward slowly, approaching her asshole a fraction of an inch at a time. The flesh between her asscheeks was slippery from the fuck juice that was continuing to drool from her swollen pussy.
May felt her body tensing with excitement as her fingers touched the mouth of her asshole. The aroused woman caressed her throbbing asshole for long moments, then knew that she had teased herself long enough.
No longer able to keep herself from touching her pussy any longer, and feeling her clit pulsing demandingly, she sighed and returned her feet to the bed.
She placed the tip of her right middle finger at the very base of her cunt, feeling how wet and slippery the flesh was there. She knew that her fingers were going to be wet and shiny with her fuck juices in a matter of seconds.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, stroking lightly up and down her cuntlips. She touched her cunt on the sides and above her clit, not yet allowing her finger to make direct contact with the little trembling bud.
The woman's lust grew in leaps and bounds and she knew that she could easily come soon, even without touching her engorged clit. She lightly stroked the edges of her inner cuntlips. She pushed the tip of her finger in between her those pouting lips, touching her piss-hole.
She pushed her finger down toward her virgin fuckhole. She curled her finger and began to press it inside her tight little pussy until her fingertip bounced off of her taut cherry.
She felt as if her clit were going to explode any second as she bounced up and down on the cheeks of her ass. She had to make herself come now. She had teased herself almost beyond endurance.
She pulled her finger away from her cherry cunthole and, taking a deep breath, put her finger directly on her clit, pushing against the stiff bud slightly.
Chewing on her lower lips as she struggled vainly to control her ever-rising lust, she began to roll the head of her clit in a slow, erotic circle. As her clit began to spasm in orgasm, she tightly gripped the sides of the clit with thumb and forefinger and squeezed just as hard as she could.
"Jeeeesus! Commmiiinnngg!" she shrieked, glad that she lived out in the country where no neighbors could hear her.
Waves of orgasmic pleasure spread out from her reddened clit until her entire body was consumed. Crying out her relief and ecstasy over and over again, May began to flick the tip of her finger back and forth across her twitching clit, feeling the thrilling sensations racing up and down her spine until her body trembled violently with the sheer pleasure.
She saw bright flashes of color in front of her eyes as she came and the room seemed to spin about her. Her pussy gushed out gallons of thick, hot sauce as the woman's pussy convulsed again and again and she worked her finger hard and fast across the knob of the pulsating clit.
Just then, the telephone on her nightstand rang and she leaned across the bed to answer it. "Hi, Aunt May!" Bunny Taylor's voice rang out.
May grimaced. Oh, for the energy of the young, she thought, feeling completely drained.
She was very fond of her niece. She didn't want to make the young teenager feel that her telephone call was unwelcome in any way. May summoned up the last traces of her energy and spoke brightly into the mouthpiece.
"Hi, darling, what's up?" she asked.
"I've got some great news for you ... at least, I hope you'll think it's great," the girl chirped.
"What's that, honey?" May asked, thinking that perhaps her pretty, popular niece had made cheerleading squad again, but that would hardly qualify as news.
"Well, you know, my summer vacation begins next week ..."
"Yeah, I know. What are your plans? Thinking of getting a job for the summer? Or are you and your friends just gonna have a good time partying?"
"Neither. Mom and Dad had a super idea. They suggested that, if you like the idea, maybe I could come and spend part of my summer with you," Bunny said.
"Oh, I see," May said, quietly thinking about what her niece had just told her. As much as she loved the young girl, May had to wonder if the pleasures of quiet country living could keep such an active girl satisfied for long. And, too, the older woman had grown so used to her solitary life that she was not at all sure just how much of her privacy she was willing to give up.
"What's wrong, Aunt May? Don't you want me to come?" Bunny asked.
The young girl's voice trembled and it sounded to her aunt as if she were on the verge of tears. Surprised that visiting her spinster aunt could mean so much to the teenager and feeling guilty for any reservations she initially had, May now spoke warmly and invitingly into the mouthpiece.
"Oh, darling, of course, I want you to come! You take the train out here on the very first day of your vacation next week and not a minute later!" she said and as her niece thanked her gratefully, May realized that she was already looking forward to the girl's visit.