Chapter 11
After that party, all Timmy's friends treated him like a god. But they were as eager for fucking as ever. For most of them, scoring at that party had only broken the ice. Now they were dying to keep the fun going.
At home, Timmy found that his aunt was getting more hungry for his body. The more they fucked, the more Beth wanted it.
So Timmy began to put two and two together. Maybe he could do his aunt a favor, and help out his friends too.
Timmy didn't tell his aunt or his buddies about his plan. He would just bring them all together, and whatever happened, happened.
When he found out that his aunt was going to be home alone one afternoon when his mother had to be out, Timmy thought the time had arrived. Of course, Beth hated to see the boy go out when they could have had the house to themselves all afternoon.
As soon as his mother went out, Beth came over to where Timmy was sitting in the living room.
"Your mother's going out all day," she said as she put her arm around the boy, snuggling her tits up against him.
"Gee, I've got to go to meet the guys," Timmy said. "But maybe they'll want to come over here and mess around, or something."
Timmy sensed his aunt's disappointment when he said he had to meet his friends. But he also sensed her perking up when he said they all might come back with him. He even thought he detected a hint of musky cunt juice in the air.
"That would be nice," Beth said. "I'd love to meet your friends. I could even arrange a special treat for them. I know, I'll make brownies!"
Timmy looked carefully at his aunt. If she were planning anything more than brownies, she wasn't showing it. But Timmy had been surprised before by this sex-crazed chick. And nothing she could do now would surprise him further.
"I'll be disappointed now if you don't come back with them," Beth said as Timmy ran out of the house.
He knew that he wouldn't have any trouble getting his friends to come over. They'd been drooling over his stories about his aunt, and they'd had a few tempting glimpses of her.
Sure enough, when Timmy told his buddies that his aunt was making brownies for them, they were very eager.
"Brownies?" Chuck asked. "How about some juicy hair pie?"
"I don't know about that," Timmy said.
"Maybe if you impress her enough, she might let you squeeze her tits."
"God, I don't know if I could swallow a brownie with a chick like that to stare at," Bob said.
"I just hope my pants don't split when my cock gets hard," Larry giggled.
"Now look, you guys," Timmy said. "Whatever you do, don't let her know that I told you that I've been fucking her."
The boys promised they wouldn't let her know that. Then they all wandered over to Timmy's house.
When Beth opened the door, they were all glad they had come. Even Timmy couldn't remember seeing his aunt looking so sexy.
She was wearing a sweater that was so tight her nipples could be seen as clearly as though she weren't wearing anything. And her black slacks hugged her cunt and ass like a coat of paint.
As soon as Timmy saw her, he knew that she was thinking about giving the boys more than brownies.
"Come on in, boys," Beth said with a smile. "The brownies are still in the oven."
Bob, Larry and Chuck filed into the kitchen. They each stumbled a few times because they were staring so intently at Beth's tightly wrapped body.
As Beth backed away from the door, making room for the boys to pass in front of her, her tits heaved heavily. In fact, every move she made was amplified and exaggerated by her bouncing tits.
"Would you like to come into the living room while the brownies bake?" Beth asked.
But the boys didn't answer. They were too dumbfounded. They'd never seen such a sexy creature.
So Beth merely smiled and led them into the living room with her wagging ass. The boys followed like chicks after a hen. Timmy, following his friends, couldn't help being amused at their obvious cunt-struck condition.
"Would you boys like to hear some music?" Beth asked.
Still, the boys remained silent, staring in awe at Beth's lithe body moving in her tight clothing.
So without waiting for an answer, Beth put on a record. It was a Latin rhythm, and Beth soon was moving her body to the beat. Her hips swayed, her feet shuffled, and her tits seemed to be doing a dance of their own.
"Come on and dance with me," Beth said to Chuck as she grabbed his hand.
Chuck looked terrified. But he couldn't very well refuse. Like all the boys, Chuck had one hand in his pocket. But when he started imitating Beth's dance steps, he had to take it out. And when he did, it became apparent why that hand was in there. A huge lump could be seen where his prick was imprisoned.
After dancing with Chuck for a few minutes, Beth grabbed Bob and pulled him to the middle of the room. But she danced differently with him. The sight of all the bulging crotches must have been too much for Beth. Now she was holding Bob tightly to her, grinding her cunt against him.
Over Beth's shoulder, the boys could see Bob's startled face. The thrill of having Beth's tits shimmering against his chest could be read on his blushing cheeks and bulging eyes.
Beth let go of Bob, and he staggered to the side of the room, gasping for breath. The lump in his pants had grown.
"Who's next?" Beth asked as she continued swinging her jugs.
Larry rushed up to the shaking, swaying woman. He swiveled his hips to the music and to Beth's gyrating hips. Then Beth grabbed him.
Timmy could see by the look on his aunt's face that she wasn't going to be satisfied with just dancing. Oh, no. She was wearing the same expression he had seen when he had slipped naked into her bed.
"What would you like to hear next?" Beth asked breathlessly when the record ended.
The boys had no suggestions. But she picked out another record right away.
When the music started again the boys all gasped. Could it be true? they wondered. And although they didn't understand why, they knew that Beth was going to undress. For the music she put on was raunchy Dixieland jazz-the type of music that strippers used.
"Hey, this sounds like stripper's music," Beth said as though the idea had just occurred to her. "If I were alone, I might even take my clothes off while watching myself dance in the mirror."
Suddenly the atmosphere was charged. The boys began to feel a tremendous disappointment at Beth's words. But somehow they thought there was still hope. After all, the way Beth was throwing her tits around now indicated that she was a pretty wild chick.
"Take 'em off anyhow," Bob said suddenly.
Beth giggled. But the tone in Bob's voice wasn't merely kidding. He had the sound of a desperate man.
"Would you really like that?" Beth said as she reached for a button on her blouse.
"Yeah! God, yes!" the boys said eagerly.
Beth opened the top button of her blouse. Now her tits could be seen down to the nipples. The white flesh was waving like a stormy sea. And every few seconds, a pink nipple would peek out and disappear again.
"And what will you boys do for me if I strip?" Beth asked in a sultry voice.
Silence-except for some heavy breathing.
"Well?" Beth asked as she continued swinging her tits and thrusting her hips to the music. "Will you all fuck me?"
The boys couldn't be sure they heard right. But when they saw Beth unbuttoning the rest of her blouse, they realized what she was offering them.
Now her tits were flying free. She was pulling her blouse off behind her, showing the kids a magnificent set of jugs. And none of them, including Timmy, had ever seen tits moving like that before.
"I love to shake my tits," Beth said.
She danced over to the flabbergasted boys. When she was in front of Bob, she grabbed her tits and lifted one to Bob's face.
"Suck it!" Beth ordered.
Like a flash, Bob's head shot down to the offered mound of flesh. His mouth surrounded Beth's quivering nipple.
"You suck this one!" Beth said as she held her other tit toward Larry.
Larry scrambled to her and dropped his face to her free tit. With the two boys sucking the woman's tits, Chuck ran to her and tried to get some of the action too. He stood behind Beth and pressed his bulging cock to her still-swaying ass.
"Help me get these pants off," Beth gasped.
As Beth and the three boys surrounding her began tugging down her pants, Timmy stayed in the background. Why should he compete with his buddies when he could have his aunt all to himself whenever he liked?
But that didn't mean he wasn't excited. In fact, he found the scene incredibly exciting. But this time he would have more fun just watching. He fished his prick out, and as he watched the boys stripping Beth's pants from her, he began to stroke his cock.
Beth stepped out of her pants, then her undies, as the boys pulled at her clothes.
When she was naked, the weight of the boys hanging on her tits and ass pulled her to the floor. The boys followed her down. And as they pawed her with one hand, they pulled their own clothes off with the other.
Bob was the first to get his pants down. And as soon as Beth spread her legs, he was between them.
Timmy let his fist speed up as he watched his friend slip his cock into his aunt's hungry cunt.
"Oh, fuck me!" Beth cried deliriously. "Yea-a-a-a-a-a!"
As Bob's ass bobbed over Beth's thrusting hips, the other boys sucked her tits and continued undressing themselves. And when Bob's ass stopped bucking, Larry pulled him from the grip of Beth's legs, then took his place.
Watching his aunt writhing beneath his buddies' jabbing pricks was fun, Timmy found. After all the fucking he'd been doing, he was now learning that this could be as much fun as doing it himself. His aunt had surprised him again.