Chapter 11
Brad went home that evening and his mother asked him where he had been.
"I told you where I was," he insisted.
"Funny," she said, "but I dropped by Alan's place and you weren't there."
"Spying on me, were you?"
"No, dear," she said, "Alan's mother belongs to the same bridge club that I do. And I was dropping over to talk to her about next Wednesday's bridge club over at Cynthia Parker's place."
"I was going for a nature walk with Alan,"
he said, with a tinge of sarcasm."
"Something's happening to you," she said. "You never cared to go for nature walks with neighbor boys."
"Don't look at me like that," he said.
"I'm worrying about you," she said. "And don't think Alan's mother isn't worried, too. She says she found a batch of sex books in his room. All sorts of horrid pictures of naked girls spreading their legs. Some publication called The Beaver Book. A horrible encyclopedia of pussies."
"I'd like to buy me one of those Beaver Encyclopedias," he said, "it might come in handy on a lonely night."
"I'm going to have to buy you gloves," she said. "Don't you know it will stunt your growth if you pull your meat."
"I want you to take that sucking machine back," he said. "The damn thing nearly electrocuted my prick the last time I used it."
"I hope you filled out the warranty paper," she said. "That's the only way we'll ever get a refund for a new one."
"I don't want a new one," he said. "The thing is dangerous."
"What isn't these days?" she said. "Incidentally, there's a wild widow who lives next door to Alan's place. You weren't over there by any chance, were you?"
"Of course not," he lied.
"Just curious," she said, "as Alan's mother has informed me she's suspicious of her. It seems as though a trail of men are going in and out of her place, night and day. Two men, three men, single men. It's terrible."
"So what if she's spreading a little joy around in this world?" he said. "The way people are acting these days they need something to forget."
"If the world is about ready to blow itself up into bits," she exclaimed, "it's about time people did more important things than sixty-nining all over the place."
"How would you like to a sweet sixty-nine with me, mom?" he suggested.
"I don't think I want to," she said. "I can't trust you anymore."
"Come over here," he said, wrapping his arms around her.
"Don't try to pull that stuff on me," she said, "your father tried it before you. I was on to him, honey, and I'm on to you. When you've played around with some other woman, then you are smiling and acting your nicest."
"Would I be disloyal to you, mom?" he smiled.
"Of course you would, if you thought you could get by with it," she informed him flatly.
"That's true," he admitted.
"Who was she?" she demanded.
"That real nice widow," he told her.
"Nice widow, my ass," she said. "I hear she charges, too."
"The prices are reasonable," he said, "she does bargain basement business on a volume because she wants to compete in the fucking marketplace."
"I have never understood how a woman could sell her snatch," she said.
"Why not?" he said. "They sell it one way or the other. If you've got a lot of money in the bank, a nice job and a big car, you can get any pussy you want. It all depends on how gorgeous the dame is. The more money the more beautiful the pussy you can purchase."
"I don't like to hear you talk that way," she said, "I'm an idealist. When your father and I married each other all we had was our love."
"And when dad got some more money," her young son laughed, "he had every secretary he could get his hands on, didn't he?"
"Don't remind me," she said testily. "When I think of some of those cheap tramps that he played around with, it makes me want to throw up. And it cost him, too. Don't think it didn't. Those girls charge."
"Too bad he didn't get a chance to wack Judy a couple of times," Brad said.
"Maybe I could change my mind about that sixty-nine," she said. "That might tell the truth. If you could still get it up then I'm sure you haven't had sex with Judy."
"Oh, I'd be happy to prove it, mom," he said, "but I've got a real nice idea. How about applying some of that honey to my asshole and having you lick the honey out of my ass while I eat the honey out of your pussy?"
"I guess that would be fair," she said, "although I'm not sure. I think you ought to give me a little ass sucking action, too."
"If you want me to," he agreed.
Going to his mother's bedroom, he began undressing.
"Let's shower first," she suggested.
They got into the shower and she washed him. As she stroked his cock she noticed it was getting erect instantly.
"Either you're oversexed or you haven't had anything to do with Judy," she smiled.
He was becoming amused at the way that she was talking. He reached for the soap and began washing her bosoms.
"Easy does it," she said, as he pinched the nipple of her right breast.
"I get a kick out of that," he told her.
"I know you do," she said, "you're a sadist but I don't happen to be a masochist. I'm sorry."
"So am I," he told her, "I could whip your ass with a belt."
"Where do you get such ideas?" she said. "Certainly not around your home. I try to be a good example."
When they had finished showering, they got out and dried each other off and went back to the bedroom. The honey container was ready for both of them. Angling his body so he was even with her crotch, she raised her leg.
"Maybe you should prepare my ass for sucking as well as my pussy," she suggested.
"If you say so, mom," Brad agreed.
Taking the yellow plastic honey container, Brad gently pressed the plastic nozzle to her tight anal ring and squeezed.
"Oh, that feels so funny," she exclaimed.
Next, he slid it into her pussy.
"You're next," he said, throwing the plastic container to her to apply to his asshole.
Parting his ass cheeks, she slid the plastic nozzle of the honey container into his asshole and squeezed.
"Suck my sweet ass," he smiled at her.
She didn't say a word. Instantly, she went to her ass-licking activity. He loved the feel of his mother's tongue lapping lightly over his behind. When her hot tongue circled around his tight anal opening he could hardly wait for her to jab it in there. At the same time he was flicking his tongue at her asshole. He was thinking to himself that technically this could not be called a sixty-nine. Maybe it would have to be a seventy. For this was one step beyond sixty-nining. He loved to lick her behind while his was being sucked.
When she finished eating the honey out of his asshole, she licked all over his balls and pulled on his penis. At the same time, he slid out of her asshole, he whipped to her vagina and licked along her slit. He loved the sensation of her hand pumping on his pulsating penis. It was pleasurable indeed.
She was equally delighted to entertain him with her tongue lashing around his balls. It was surprising, he thought to himself, how well she could lick his balls. He wondered if Judy could do as well.
With his nose in her snatch as he let his tongue reach as far as it would go, he reached up to play with her bosoms. She loved the sensations of his hand on her breast as she let her tongue slide along the underside of his dick until she capped it with her mouth.
Letting her mouth slip over his shaft, she lightly let her tongue glide back and forth over the juicy head. They were experiencing wild and wonderful sensations at this point. Soon there was a double action. While she sucked on his cock, he ate her pussy. When she juiced, he pressed his lips tighter to her twat so he could devour every drop. Her juicing triggered his own climax. His balls tingled as the hot sperm spurted from his penis head and she gulped the cream greedily.
The steady stream of white shooting cum shot as she sucked vigorously and then whipped the cream around in her mouth, enjoying it. Finally she swallowed him.
When they pulled off each other's sex organs, he lay on his back and laughed.
"What are you laughing at, honey?" she asked him.
"I was just thinking what a funny thing it would be if dad would come home and catch us sixty-nining."
"He'd get his six-shooter and that would be the end of our sixty-nine/' she said grimly.
Just then the phone rang. She reached over and picked it up.
"Hello/' she began.
She shook her head and sighed as she listened to her sister tell her she planned to visit them.
"I don't know whether we have room or not/' she said.
"I thought you and your loyal husband were separated," her sister said.
"That is true," Liz admitted. "Perhaps we could have you for a week. Much as I would love to I don't see how we could have you here any longer, honey."
When she was through with the rattier dripping-with-love conversation with her sister, she hung up and looked at her son with disgust and rage.
"Who was that?" he demanded.
"That was your Aunt Valerie," she snapped.
"What about her, is she in jail?"
"No," she said, "she isn't. She wants to take a vacation. She's tired of doing her topless bit at a beer bar and her husband is about to leave her. He says she hasn't been loyal."
"Do you think he's right?"
"Of course he's right," she said, "Valerie never was loyal to anyone except a dog she had named Toby."
"Oh, I remember, that big German shepherd dog. Was she fucking with him?"
"She was giving exhibitions with Toby," she explained, "till they stopped her. Something about indecent performance."
"That's too bad," he said, "does she still have Toby?"
"Certainly she does," she said, "she's gonna keep him when they get a divorce, too. Somebody's got to take care of her."
"I wonder what she'll be like now," he said. "I haven't seen her in years."
"I don't want you alone in the house with her," his mother confided. "I couldn't trust her. Even though she's your aunt, she isn't above trying to involve you in sex. She's a nymphomaniac, among other things."
"How do you know that?"
"Clarence, her husband, used to always complain about that," she said. "He says that he can never count on her being alone in bed when he gets home late. It's been hard on him, too."
"Do you mean he had a hard-on cause he can't get into her?" he asked. "Or do you mean it's been difficult for him, mom?" "Both, no doubt," she replied. He didn't think any more about it until three days later when he got home from school one afternoon. There she was, sitting in all of her glory, in the living room.
"You shouldn't leave the front door open," she said. "Nobody was home and the front door was unlocked and I walked right in. If I was a bandit I could have robbed you."
"Who are you?" he asked, as he looked at the delicious-looking redhead with the ivory skin and green eyes.
"Hasn't your mother told you that I'm coming?" she asked. "I'm your Aunt Valerie."
"The topless dancer," he exclaimed.
"Is that more important than being your aunt?"
"In my book it is," he winked, as he went over to her and hugged her.
The moment he felt Valerie's big bosoms next to his chest he felt himself getting a hard-on.
"Relatives shouldn't hug so close," Valerie winked.
"Did you feel itt too?" he winked.
"How could I help it, honey?" she said. "That big thing between your legs was pressing like crazy against me. Don't ever tell your mom you hugged me like that or she would have twenty fits. She's always fearful that I'm go-
ing to seduce you."
"Would you?"
"Why not?" she told him.
"We'd better act fast," he said, " 'cause mom will be home any minute."
"Let's do it in your bedroom," she suggested slyly, "that will protect us in case she comes home and comes barging in here. I'd hate to have Liz find us in the act. She is so impossible."
"Let's go upstairs," he said, as he reached over and let his hands feel of her bosoms.
"Naughty, naughty," she winked as she followed him.
When they were alone in his bedroom, she grinned.
"I feel like I'm going to work, taking off my clothes," she said.
"Do you like your job?" he asked her.
"In a way," she said, "at least my breasts have a lot of freedom."
"Do any of those horny guys want to get in your pants?" he asked her.
"All the time," she said. "Itfs to be expected. I guess when a dazzling dame like me wiggles in front of their eyes and they're a little stoned, they can't help themselves."
"I can see what you mean," he smiled, as she got down to her panties.
"I think it's more romantic for the man to pull the panties off at this point," she said.
Dropping to his knees, he not only pulled her panties off but gripped her ass cheeks and stuffed his nose into her vagina as he started licking.
"Stop that,'" she said, "use a little finesse. You act like you've never had your tongue in a lady's twat before."
Pulling from her crotch, he got to his feet.
"Forgive me," he said, "I got carried away when I looked at your delicious box."
"I can understand how you could, dear," she admitted, "but you just have to control yourself."
Going over to the bed, she spread for him. Then she told him that she felt it was silly for them to do it that way.
"Baby-doll," she said, "you straddle me so that I can rub your ass and suck your cock. It's a perfect position if you face the other way."
Facing the other way, he straddled her. Then he gripped her ass cheeks and buried his head once more in Valerie's snatch.
"Why, Valerie," he exclaimed as his tongue slid into her vagina, "I taste lemon."
"I come prepared," she said. "It's the latest thing. It makes the pussy more palatable."
Her hands were all over his behind now as she intoxicated him with her finger movements. Reaching for his cock she began stroking him.
"What a big dick you've got, honey," she said. "I hope your balls are loaded. I need some nourishment."
Slipping her mouth over his penis, she began sucking. He loved the feel of her mouth on his penis. However, he felt a bit guilty. He knew that his mother would have a fit if she knew he was doing it with her sister. After all, he was committed to confine his sexual activity to her.
"Suck my cock off," he said, taking his tongue out of her vagina a moment.
The torrid duo continued their erotic journey into each other's sex organs as he went back to licking her lemon snatch. He developed a rhythm with his tongue and matched his tongue jabbing rhythm with his cock stabs into her mouth. Her lips gripped him tightly as she closed her eyes and sucked. Her hands massaged his behind as she felt his balls bouncing on her chin while his cock pumped into her mouth with vigor.