Chapter 3
The cabin was square, without a single wall to separate the kitchen from the row of beds along one wall. Overhead, a floor had been put in, level with the bottom of the roof, extending nearly half the length of the cabin. Up there, with the roof slanting upward from both sides, was the one semi-private place in the cabin. A huge bed with a home-made wooden frame hanging from chains in the ceiling filled the room and it was the one place
where a person had some privacy. Other than that area—which really wasn't all that private —the cabin was open.
Made entirely of logs, the cabin would have fit perfectly in a movie scene about the 1880's. As Karen surveyed her new home for the coming days, she sighed heavily, wondering just how the hell she had gotten herself into such a mess.
The first night hadn't been too bad. Karen slept with Terri in the big bed, with Mack and Jeff sleeping in the two single beds downstairs. Since Karen's cunt hadn't been filled with a cock prior to the drive to the cabin, she went to bed extremely horny. In her sleep she found herself fondling Terri's naked thigh. When Karen awoke, she felt terribly guilty.
"What are you thinking about?" Jeff asked, standing in the doorway of the cabin. "You seem deep in thought."
Karen turned to look at her nephew. He was a good-looking boy with an excellent physique and a pleasing, polite manner. Karen, during the drive to the cabin, had also noticed he had a considerable bulge in his pants, even though his cock obviously wasn't hard. Knowing that her nephew had a big prick didn't help her horniness any.
"Come on, 'fess up!" Jeff chided, stepping in the cabin. "What were you thinking about?"
For obvious reasons Karen couldn't tell her
nephew that she needed a big, hard cock driving into her cunt. That just wouldn't do. She realized her cheeks had gotten flushed by his questions and she turned away, not wanting him to read her thoughts too clearly.
"Nothing at all," Karen said, grabbing the wooden, home-made ladder that led to her loft bedroom. "I'm just fine."
Karen went up the ladder slowly, careful of each step she took. She hadn't brought the right clothes to the cabin—mostly dresses— and she was always aware that as she climbed the ladder someone standing beneath her could look up her skirt.
Once on the lift, Karen was happy she wasn't tall. A tall person would constantly have had to bend over because of the slanted roof. Sitting on the edge of the bed caused it to swing slowly to and fro from the four chains holding it. Karen wondered idly what wild times her brother and sister-in-law had had in that bed.
"I get the feeling you're not telling me something," Jeff continued. "I don't mean to press the issue, but if there's something bothering you, I'm sure you'd feel better after telling someone."
Karen flopped back on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. Every word her nephew spoke burned in her ears. Did she dare confide in him that she was horny—horny beyond belief? Did she dare tell him that she
made a practice out of sucking and fucking countless different men, and that she needed sex at least once a day or she went positively crazy? And further, did she dare tell Jeff that even after countless cocks had stuffed her pussy she still hadn't cum? Not even once!
"Please, Jeff, there are things that a boy of your tender years is not likely to understand," Karen said softly, staring at the wooden beams of the ceiling. "I don't mean to be rude, but there are things you simply do not understand."
"You're assuming," Jeff replied.
Karen heard him coming up the ladder. She closed her eyes and thought of sitting upright in the bed. But she didn't. Instead, she pressed her knees together, preventing Jeff from looking up her dress. Karen was unaware of the extent to which her hem had risen on her thighs, affording the boy a breath-taking view of her golden, nylon-encased legs.
"Jeff, this is my bedroom. I realize there's not much privacy in this cabin, but I am your aunt and I do need some place for my very own," Karen said, speaking with her eyes closed. "I think it's inappropriate for you to be in my bedroom."
Reaching the top of the ladder, Jeff paused to look at his luscious Aunt Karen. With her feet dangling over the edge of the bed and her arms outstretched, she looked totally vulnerable. He watched the rising and falling of her
mountainous tits as she breathed and felt a familiar stirring in his crotch as his awesome prick began to stretch down the leg of his pants.
"What's inappropriate about it?"
"Jeff, I know you're the brainy one of the family," Karen said, still not opening her eyes. "Your father is always telling me about your fantastic grades in school."
"So?"
Karen opened her eyes just a slit, looking through the hazy, blurry image of her eyelashes. She noticed the incredible tent in Jeff's pants and her pussy involuntarily tightened. Immediately she felt the slick cuntal juices begin to moisten and warm her cunt. It had been a long time—well over twenty-four hours —since she had had her cunt filled with a hard cock. And by the look of Jeff's bulge, he was gifted with more than his fair share of cock-meat.
Her nipples began to throb, getting long and hard, poking dents into her bra and dress. Even Karen noticed that her own breathing had quickened. She folded her arms under her head, leaving her legs dangling over the edge of the bed, unsure now exactly why she was acting the way she was acting. Through her eyelashes she could see Jeff without him actually knowing that she was watching him. She hoped he would do something—maybe shove his hand up her dress or grab her tits—
because Karen needed action, sexy action, soon—very soon.
"You still haven't answered me," Jeff continued as the lust rose in his body, burning him up from the inside out. His cock was a red-hot poker that needed satisfaction. Jeff's balls, so full of cum they were ready to explode, were pulsating with desire. They needed to spew the hot, heavy load of fuck-cream that simmered inside them.
Karen felt the trembling at the pit of her stomach. She needed to get fucked in the worst way. Her tits seemed super-sensitive. The tip of her tongue rolled around her wide, full mouth, making her lips glisten and shine. Her hair, dark-brown and slightly wavy, curled around her head on the blanket like a halo or an aura.
"Maybe ..." Karen whispered, her voice shaky, tremulous, "Maybe you'd better leave."
Seeing his luscious, curvaceous aunt so open and vulnerable, Jeff felt his self-control fading. Though he had never been a violent person, he knew he had to fuck his gorgeous Aunt Karen—he simply had to. His cock, all ten inches of it, was all but screaming in his pants, trying to be released so it could stab into the older woman's firm, tight, muscular body.
"Maybe I shouldn't."
Karen was surprised by Jeff's tone. It was cold, cold as death itself. And determined. She
opened her eyes completely, no longer secretly viewing the boy's actions. He was standing near her knees and the set of his face made him look older than he really was. Slipping her elbows under her, Karen raised her upper body. She did not realize that by resting on her elbows, she stretched the bodice of her dress more tightly around her swollen, bulging tits. The buttons strained to contain the twin mounds of succulent, feminine flesh that Jeff craved.
"Jeff, what's wrong with you?" Karen asked, trying to see into the boy's soul through his eyes. "I don't like the look on your face."
The speed of Jeff's move surprised Karen. She knew he was young and athletic, but even her own extraordinary physical ability and lightning-fast reflexes couldn't stop what happened. One second Jeff was standing by the bed, the next he was flat on top of her, one hand clamped mercilessly over her mouth, the other pulling her dress up to get at her pussy.
Karen mumbled, putting her hands on Jeff's shoulders. She tried to push him away, but he was strong and she felt his broad hand pressing against her cunt, rubbing her cunt through her panties. Just as she was about to put more force behind her struggle, she felt Jeff's palm mash against her clit. Pussy juice flowed freely, making her panties cling wetly to her pussy. Her struggle became futile as her mind reeled, trying to comprehend the full meaning of
Jeff's attack.
The bed squeaked and swung slowly on the four chains when Jeff jumped onto it. He heard the buttons on his aunt's dress ripping off as he jerked the garment up her legs. Feeling the moisture of her cunt on his palm, he curled his fingers into the waistband of her panties, ripping them off with a jerk of his hand.
"Don't tease me," he hissed, looking into Karen's deep, frightened brown eyes. "Just don't fuckin' tease me!"
Karen felt the cool air on her now-naked pussy. It was incomprehensible to her that her very own nephew—Jeff, of all people—was raping her! But she didn't resist as his thighs parted hers, or when his hand flattened against her cock-hungry pussy. The feelings coming from her throbbing, drooling clit were too fantastic to deny.
Squirming on the bed, pressed into the soft mattress by Jeff's weight, Karen let her hands slip off his shoulders. Something in her mind said that having a nephew rubbing her cunt was terribly, terribly wrong. But something else in her, something much more forceful and needy, said that getting fucked was what she needed. Any cock would do, Karen's body told her.
When Jeff's middle finger slipped between the moist puffy lips of Karen's pussy, driving deep into her cunt, a low-pitched, animal-like
groan came from deep in her chest. She put her hands on his face and pushed, but not as hard as she was capable of.
"Go ahead and fight me," Jeff hissed, amazed at how intense his voice sounded.
He jabbed at her cunt, driving two fingers deep into the hot, wet recesses of her pussy. The silky smoothness of his aunt's cunt walls delighted him, and he knew her pussy would milk the jism right out of his balls until he bellowed like bull when he came.
Looking into Karen's eyes, Jeff saw the confusion there. He knew she was frightened, but the important thing was that he also knew she wasn't too frightened. His fingers were still firm against her mouth, pressing into the softness of her cheek. He could feel the warm breath of his aunt cascading over the back of his hand. The scent of her perfumed, luxurious brunette hair delighted him, making his cock even longer and harder.
Karen moaned again. Then suddenly she used all her force and struck the side of her nephew's face with her open hand. The stinging slap snapped his head around, twisting him half off her body. She squirmed out from his grasp, dislodging his fingers from her needy pussy.
Karen was half off the bed when steelish fingers entwined in her hair. Then her head snapped back with lightning speed and brilliant lights flashed in her mind. She felt
herself tumbling backward onto the bed again. A hand was at her tits, mauling the huge mounds of sensitive flesh. The ripping sound of cloth being split let her know her dress was open. Then she felt the shoulder straps of her bra bite into tender flesh and the unmistakable sense of having her tits freed from the confines of her bra let her know the true extent of Jeff's determination.
As Karen's senses cleared, she blinked her eyes and found herself looking at Jeff's belt buckle. He was straddling her body, holding both of her wrists above her head, pinned to the bed with one hand. His other hand was guiding the huge pole of hardened cockmeat that sprouted from his body.
"No, Jeff!" Karen hissed, quickly turning her face aside when the cock descended upon her. The hot, rubbery tip of his wicked prick pressed against her cheek, sending shivers all through her body.
"Suck it, damn you!" Jeff snapped, using his cock as a battering ram to pound his aunt's beautiful—and vulnerable—face. He used the thick, round knob of his cockpole to smack Karen's nose, forehead and cheek while she tried to escape the not-painful pounding.
Karen knew she'd take Jeff's enormous cock in her mouth. A cock was big and beautiful as his was too good to pass up. But she also knew that she shouldn't—or at least wouldn't—let Jeff know she really wanted to
give him a blow-job. If she had to play a game to preserve whatever sense of aunt-like respectability she felt the should have, then Karen would do exactly that.
"No, Jeff! Please don't do th—" Karen turned her face up to the cock. She didn't fight the jaw-stretching cockpole as it pried apart her lustrous lips, driving deep into her mouth until the massive, spongy knob was pressing against the opening of her throat.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Jeff sighed, feeling the liquid warmth of his Aunt Karen's mouth working on his cock. He stayed motionless for a moment, just letting his prick enjoy the feeling of having her luscious mouth on his prick.
Karen delighted at the taste of her nephew's cockrod. Her tongue moved slowly along the veined underside of the shaft, probing and searching, getting more of the meaty flavor of Jeff's cock. Her pink lips were wrapped firmly around the oval cock shaft, squeezing and kneading tenderly to make the prick even harder.
She did not try to free her hands as Jeff began pumping his lean hips slowly, literally fucking Karen's face. Instead, she hungrily accepted his cock into her mouth, flicking her tongue restlessly over the taut, elastic cockhead.
Karen had never tasted a more delicious cock. It surprised her that Jeff's cock was so
good. Not only was it as big as any prick she had ever sucked, but there was something else about the huge meatpole that was especially erotic for her. Her cunt, which had been almost cruelly finger-fucked, was creaming freely, the pussyjuice lubricating her seething pussy, making it ready for Jeff's prick should he choose to fuck her.
Hot tingles came from her aroused, throbbing nipples as Karen sucked hungrily on Jeff's cock. Each time he shifted his weight to drive his prick deep into her mouth, his thighs slid over her nipples, adding fuel to the fire in her body.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Suck my cock, Aunt Karen! Suck me! Ohhhh! Your mouth is driving me out of my mind!"
The words delighted Karen. She added suction to the cock, letting her tongue dance excitedly over the pricktip. When a salty drop of pre-cum trickled onto her tongue, she immediately tasted the delicious liquid and arched her back, forcing her bulging, billowing tits to mash harder against Jeff's thighs.
"Don't fight me, damn you, unless you want to get hurt," Jeff said, mistaking her writhing as a sign of protest, not lust.
He jammed his cock deep into her mouth, not stopping until the head of his pulsating column of blood and muscle was at the opening of her throat. Seeing his lovely aunt with her face stuffed with his cock was easily the
most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life. A shiver of electric excitement made him tremble from head to foot and he squeezed Karen's wrists tighter in his hand, making sure that she couldn't escape.
With hollowed cheeks conforming to the uneven, ridged circumference of her nephew's prick, Karen shook with tempestuous, raging lust. She didn't know why her cunt was so hot. She had sucked countless cocks, but never did her pussy feel this warm, this juicy just from giving head. The pussyjuice was boiling in her body, even though her hungry cunt still hadn't been filled with a cock.
Karen moaned, salivating freely around the undulating prick as it sliced to and fro between her squeezing lips. She enjoyed another drop of pre-cum and tongued the rubbery cock-knob, waiting anxiously for her nephew's full load of fuck-cream to come splashing into her mouth.
"You love it, don't you? Come on, admit you love sucking my cock!" Jeff hissed.
The words were strange, foreign to him. Never in his life had he done anything at all like what he was doing now. And the new inroads into erotic excitement made him hotter and more horny than he had ever been in his life.
Karen opened her eyes for the first time since taking Jeff's scrumptious prickpole into her mouth. She saw his hairy bush that
sprouted above his prick, trailing partially up to his lower stomach. The mean-looking belt buckle dangled menacingly near her face. Although she couldn't see his balls, Karen was certain they were big and hairy—just like she wished them to be—and bulging with cum.
Why? wondered Karen. Why am I so turned-on by sucking a cock?
When Karen's mouth was suddenly empty of cockmeat, she turned her face aside, whimpering softly, pretending to be distressed at what was happening to her. She felt Jeff slide down her body, grabbing one knee with his free hand.
"Don't, Jeff, please!" Karen said, hoping that he would continue with whatever he had in mind. "This is wrong! You know in your heart this is . . . Ohhhhhhhh!"
Without warning Karen's cuntlips were wedged apart. Ten fiery, steelish inches of cockmeat were stabbed into her pussy, filling her clutching, juicy cunt as completely as it had ever been. One leg was looped around Jeff's waist, the other hanging lifelessly over the edge of the bed.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Jeff grunted, pounding his throbbing prick with mighty strokes into his aunts tight, milking cunt. Karen's hands were beside her face, both wrists trapped in his powerful hand.
Karen felt the rising flood tide of emotions washing over her. She felt Jeff's warm, moist
lips at her neck, kissing and licking her hungry, velvety smooth flesh. Hooking her ankles together behind Jeff's pumping ass, Karen's squirmed on the edge of the bed, accepting the prick from different angles with each unyielding, merciless invasion.
"Oh, God!" Karen gasped, unable to control her emotions. "Oh, Goddddddd! It's happening! It's ..."
The pussyjuice started gushing from her cunt in endless waves. Karen was finally cumming! She gulped in refreshing air, fighting to free her hands, thrashing on the bed, lurching to take every wonderful inch of Jeff's cock into her pussy.
Her cunt went into spasms as the pussyjuice, slick and oily, pumped from her pussy. The clear feminine cum made Jeff's balls wet as it trickled down between her asscheeks. Her beautiful, big brown eyes were open wide, but completely sightless as lights danced and flashed in her head. After literally hundreds of strangers and more days and nights of fucking than Karen could remember, she was finally cumming, finally achieving the satisfaction that she had craved so desperately for so long.
"Uh! Ohhhhhhh! I can feel your cunt working .. . on my cock!" Jeff grunted, struggling to find good footing on the floor as he lunged into his aunt.
Her huge, firm tits were a warm, sensual cushion against his chest and he wished his
shirt was off so he could feel her hot, feverish flesh against his own.
The bed, hanging from four chains, swung crazily. Jeff plowed his red-hot prick deep into Karen's cunt until his balls flopped against her taut, muscular, pleasantly rounded asscheeks.
The moment seemed to last forever. The incredible pleasure carried Karen to the heights of ecstasy, then let her drift slowly back to the real world. Her cunt was continually fed ten solid inches of rampaging prickmeat that sliced with increasing speed in and out of her pussy, sliding between the lusty cuntlips and rubbing wetly over the throbbing, drooling red clit.
Jeff howled as his balls pulled up tight to his body, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful. He pulled back and stabbed his prick full-length into his aunt's cunt once more and the cum erupted from his tingling balls, spraying hotly against the walls of her cunt. Again and again the sticky blasts of cream flooded the brunette's sucking, quaking pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" Karen sighed, her mind still spinning from the dizzying orgasm. She felt her cunt being filled with Jeff's jism and a faint, satisfied look crept across her face.
When his cum had subsided, Jeff slumped wearily on Karen's prone body. After several minutes, once he had regained his composure, he stood up, hitching his pants.
'Please leave me now," Karen said gently, her face turned away from Jeff so he wouldn't see her look of sheer rapture.
Jeff paused at the ladder to look at his aunt. He couldn't believe that he had actually forced her to fuck him, forced her to take his hard cock deep into her mouth and cunt. And even as he shook his head in disbelief of his own actions, he knew he'd do it again.
Karen, her arms outstretched, swung slowly on the bed. Her dress was open partially down the front, her ripped bra exposing both her tits. The dress was pulled up, bunching at her stomach, revealing her cum-stained cunt. Her bikini panties were still wrapped around one thigh, torn and useless.
"Please leave me now," Karen repeated quietly. "You've done enough, haven't you?"
When Jeff went down the ladder, Karen finally allowed herself a broad, beaming smile. She had cum! Jeff had fucked her until the girl-cum had flowed in slick waves from her pussy. The now-satisfied brunette didn't understand fully why Jeff had been different from any other man she had fucked, but she knew she'd be fucking him again. He was the key to her satisfaction, and now that she had found him, Karen was determined not to let him go.