Chapter 5
Bill went to work, Joan and Beth went shopping, and Timmy went to the lot where the boys played baseball.
But Timmy couldn't keep his mind on the game. Several times he missed easy pop flys at his second base position. And once he forgot that his team was in the field, so as second baseman he began running for third when the ball was hit. He was halfway to third base when he noticed he was wearing his baseball glove.
The poor kid was so embarrassed that he quit playing. He spent the rest of the game sitting under a tree, thinking about his aunt.
"That was really funny when you started running for third and you were playing second base Larry said to Timmy after the game.
"Oh, shut up," Timmy said.
"What's the matter, Timmy?" Bob asked. "Still thinking about necking with Sally in the movies last Saturday?"
"Yeah, big shot," Chuck said. "What did you get off her, anyways?"
"I heard that you creamed in your pants," Bob said. "Is that why you left in such a hurry?"
"You would have creamed in your pants too," Timmy said. "I'd like to see you with your finger up Sally's cunt and her hand rubbing your cock."
"Did you really finger fuck her?" Larry asked.
Timmy smiled. He didn't answer right away. It was nice being the center of attention. And he knew that all the guys were getting hard pricks just thinking about what he'd done.
"Yeah, sure I finger fucked her," he finally said. "And what a nice, tight cunt she has!"
"Gee, I'd give anything to get my finger up her twat," Chuck said.
"Believe me," Timmy said. "It just makes you want to stick your prick in her cunt. Your finger is where your prick wants to be. And your prick is creaming in your pants. What a drag!"
The boys sat quietly for a few minutes as they contemplated the horrors of horniness. Then Chuck mentioned that he'd seen a gorgeous chick outside Timmy's house.
"That's my Aunt Beth," Timmy said. "She's staying with us for a while."
"What a gorgeous piece of ass!" Chuck said.
"Maybe she'll fuck you," Larry suggested.
"Yeah, I think she might!" Timmy said, getting excited suddenly.
"Oh, bullshit," Bob said. "An aunt doesn't fuck her own nephew!"
"Why not?" Chuck asked. "She could if she wanted to."
"Yeah, she could if she wanted to," Bob said. "But aunts don't want to."
"Well, I'll be ready if she does want to," Timmy said.
But then his excitement turned to depression as he found himself about to tell the guys of his trying on her underwear. He would have to keep control of himself or wind up being known as a pervert.
So Timmy meandered home. When he got there, his mother and aunt were sitting in the living room. They were sipping drinks and laughing about silly things.
Timmy couldn't even go to his room since it was now his aunt's. So he went out to the garage and fooled around until dinner time.
During dinner his horniness was toyed with again by his aunt as she kept giving the boy peeks into her low-cut blouse. When she laughed, the exposed tops of her jugs quivered like jello.
And although he realized his parents and aunt could see how fascinated he was by those boobs, he was powerless to look away.
The evening brought more torture.
Sitting around in front of the TV, Timmy was still a slave to his sexual hunger. He changed his seat several times to get a better view of his aunt.
Finally, he wound up lying on the floor across the room from Beth. He couldn't help feeling that all the adults knew exactly what he was doing-peeking up Beth's short dress. But, still, he couldn't help himself.
And Beth wasn't helping either. Rather than put on a pair of slacks and an ordinary blouse, she always wore sexy, revealing outfits.
Once, Beth uncrossed her legs, spread her thighs, then recrossed her legs with the other leg on top. But before she recrossed her legs, Timmy had a good look at her crotch. He saw how her underpants stretched over her fat cuntal mound.
After his glance up her dress, his eyes met hers for an instant. It seemed to Timmy that his aunt had a strange expression on her face. He thought it was a sexy look. But he was so inexperienced he wasn't even sure what a sexy look was.
But one thing was sure. His aunt knew he was looking at her. And she didn't seem to mind.
"We'd better go to bed so Timmy can have the living room to himself," Joan said at about eleven.
"Yeah, I'm tired anyhow," Beth said.
Timmy again felt a pang of disappointment. Deep in his horny body he hoped Beth would want to fuck him. But if she were tired, the chances were even less than Timmy had thought.
So he was left alone. He didn't even bother making up the couch. Merely throwing a blanket around him, Timmy lay down and waited for the mercy of sleep to deliver him from his raging horniness.
But from the living room Timmy could look down the hallway that led to the bedrooms. And he could see that the light was still on in his room long after his aunt went in.
Finally, Timmy decided to investigate. He went to the bathroom, passing his bedroom door to get there.
The door was opened slightly, and as he passed he got a quick view of his aunt lying in his bed reading a magazine.
On his way out of the bathroom, Timmy walked as slowly as he could past his bedroom door. He peeked in again.
"Timmy?" Beth whispered.
Timmy's heart skipped a beat. This could be it, he realized. But he was ready to crash if his aunt asked him where a clean towel could be found or how to set his alarm clock or some unimportant thing like that. And, in all probability, that was the sort of thing she wanted.
Timmy knew how ridiculous he was being.
"Yeah?" he asked as he poked his head into the room.
Before Beth could say anything, Timmy again noticed the heavy atmosphere she brought to his room. And his prick was already inflating.
Then Timmy noticed that the magazine Beth was reading was his. It was one of the magazines he kept under his mattress. It was full of pictures of naked women. Timmy like to look at it when he jerked off.
"Hey," he said angrily as he strode to the bed. "That's mine!"
He didn't know why he hadn't taken the magazines out from under his mattress. He knew that sometimes the magazines creaked when he rolled over a certain spot on the bed.
He rushed to his aunt and grabbed the magazine from her. In his rage even the sight of her tits barely hidden under her sheer nightgown didn't interest him.
The poor kid felt bad enough about being so horny. But he wouldn't let himself be mocked. Why should his aunt call him in just to show him that she'd found his dirty magazines?
"Timmy!" Beth said sternly. "Don't be angry. I just wanted to talk to you."
Timmy couldn't resist. Beth was simply too sexy and gorgeous to be angry with. Besides, talking would give him more time to ogle her body. And it would be exciting if she wanted to talk to him about that magazine.
Timmy felt his pajamas being lifted at the crotch by his growing prick. So he held the magazine in front of his crotch.
This time he was sure he'd caught his aunt taking a quick look at his crotch before he got the magazine in place. And she saw him catch her.
Still, she didn't seem the least bit embarrassed.
"Sit down," Beth said, patting the side of the bed.
Timmy did as she said, as though he were in a trance. His prick was fully stiff now. And he had to adjust it in his pajamas so it wouldn't stick its head out.
Sitting so close to Beth's warm body was more exciting than Timmy expected. For one thing, she smelled lovely. And for another, he could see her tits right through her nightgown. The pink material let the perfect roundness of her tits be seen. Her pink nipples were beautiful, shaped like coins stuck at the tip of each tit.
But Timmy struggled not to let it become too noticeable that he was staring at her tits.
"I reached under your mattress and found this," Beth said as she tapped the magazine that Timmy still held over his crotch.
Timmy felt her taps as the magazine pressed against his prick.
"I know that it's tough being a teenager," Beth said. "Gee, I remember how horny I was at your age!"
When she said that, Timmy was able to look up from her tits, into her face.
Then Timmy saw Beth look down at his lap. A smile came over her face. And when Timmy looked down, he saw what she was smiling at. The magazine resting on his crotch was bouncing up and down with the twitches of his cock.
Timmy froze. He was about to jump up and run out of the room. But Beth caught his wrist.
The touch of Beth's delicate hand on his wrist made Timmy weak.
"Timmy," Beth began in a soft voice. "Maybe I can help."
Timmy looked into his aunt's face again. This time he couldn't fail to understand what her expression meant.
He felt her pulling his wrist to her chest. Then Timmy felt her huge tit under his hand as Beth put his hand on it.
It took Timmy a few seconds to get over his initial shock. But as soon as he did he sprang into action. His fingers sank into the supple flesh of his aunt's tit.
They kissed. Timmy felt Beth's mouth open, and he reached into it with his greedy tongue.
This was nothing like necking with Sally in the movie theater, Timmy realized. This was real sex!
Timmy and his aunt wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their bodies together. The boy's prick slipped out of his pajamas and became tangled in the filmy material of Beth's nightgown. And under that gown, Timmy could feel his aunt's warm belly pressing against his cock.
Being in bed with such a sexy woman, a woman who was going to make her cunt available to him, made Timmy's mind go blank. All he was aware of was his incredible lust and the softness of the body in his arms.
But slowly the reality of what was happening began to filter through to his consciousness.
Timmy began to taste the sweet saliva that his tongue swam in. And his fingers began to covet the sensation of squeezing luscious tits.
"Oh, Timmy," Beth gasped breathlessly. "Careful! Ow-w-w-w."
Timmy realized that he was hurting his aunt by squeezing her tits too tightly.
He took control over his grasping hands, forcing them to ease up. He moved his fingers over the large globes of her tits while her stiff nipples tickled his palm.
Timmy popped one buoyant tit out of Beth's nightgown. He looked at it. The sight made him wiggle down his aunt's body until his face was poised right over her great white whale of a tit.
After studying her escaped tit for a few seconds, marveling at its size and firmness, and admiring the large gumdrop of a nipple, Timmy thrust his face into it.
He had never imagined anything so soft and tender. As his nose and chin sank into her boob, Timmy opened his mouth. Like a hungry kitty, he stuffed his mouth full of his aunt's hard nipple.
"Oh, Timmy, sweetheart!" Beth groaned. "Suck me, suck me!"
His aunt's words thrilled Timmy as much as her burning body did. After all, she was an experienced woman. So if he could make her groan and cry out, he was doing very well. With his added confidence, Timmy was able to begin sucking more gently, with skill.
Although he was gasping for air in his excitement, Timmy forced himself to lick his aunt's nipple slowly and sensuously.
With Beth running her hands through his hair and wrapping her legs around his legs, Timmy moved his tongue tip around the puckered flesh of her nipple. He fluttered his tongue on it, then opened wide and took her nipple deep into his mouth again.
"You really do know how to suck a tit!" Beth said. "Um-mm-m."
Even with his mouth full of tit, though, Timmy was eager to get on with his dream-come-true.
So he began lifting the material of Beth's nightgown. Lifting it to her thighs, he pulled up and up, until he felt them under his hands.
Suddenly, Timmy realized that his stiff prick and loose balls were lying right on his aunt's bare thigh. He thought he could feel her fleecy pubic hair tickling his belly.
Still sucking her tits, Timmy sent one hand to his aunt's crotch. Since Beth had her legs wrapped around Timmy's thighs, though, he couldn't immediately stick a finger into her pussy. But he ran his fingers through her cuntal carpet. Then he felt Beth release her leg-grip on him.
Beth's thighs melted like butter. Her legs fell away from her nephew's. And her cunt was exposed to his advancing fingers.
Timmy was surprised at how silky Beth's pubic curls were. And as he wrapped his hand around her soft mound, a moan escaped from his throat.
"Uh-h-h-h-h, oh, God!" Beth cried in a desperate voice.
Squeezing his handful of pussy, Timmy felt the warmth of flowing cunt juice bathe his fingers.
Timmy's middle finger lay right over the slightly spread cleft of his aunt's snatch. So all he had to do was curl that finger slightly and it entered her crack.
"S-s-s-s-s-s," Beth sounded as she sucked air quickly into her mouth.
Her body stiffened when Timmy's finger entered her twat. And Timmy felt as though he was in complete control.
"Oh, yeah-h-h-h," Beth sighed. "Timmy, you're so-o-o-o wonderful!"
Her thighs spread further, opening her cuntal mouth wider.
The last time Timmy had a finger in a chick's twat he was sitting in a movie theater. Now he realized how limited that position had been. But lying beside his aunt while fingering her twat enabled the boy to move his fingers freely within her gash.
So he began by examining the outer regions. Slithering flesh moved under his exploring fingers. Plentiful, slippery juice let his fingers slide smoothly.
"O-o-o-o," Beth would moan every few seconds.
It didn't take long for Timmy to learn that when he touched a certain spot, a bump near the front of her slit, his aunt would moan. So he carefully concentrated his fingers on that tender button.
"Oh-h-h-h-h, Timmy!" Beth cried. "O-o-o-o-o-o. Honey, stick a finger up my pussy!"
So Timmy left that magic button. Moving his middle fingertip around in circles, he soon found the entrance to her body.
As he inserted his strong finger into his aunt's cunt, Timmy looked up from her tit. He wanted to see the expression on her face as he invaded her snatch.
The look on Beth's face didn't disappoint him. She wore an even lovelier expression of bliss than Sally had when he finger fucked her.
Timmy moved his finger in and out and around and around. The satiny lining of Beth's pussy caressed his finger.
Looking down from Beth's face, Timmy found beauty and excitement in every part of her body. She had begun writhing slowly when Timmy had stuck his finger up her twat. And now he could watch her heavy boobs rolling from side to side with her movements.
Then Timmy looked down at his aunt's crotch. Below her pubic patch, he watched his hand moving as his finger gyrated inside her twat. Beyond his hand, Timmy saw how Beth had her legs splayed. Her knees were bent and her heels were planted firmly on the bed.
Timmy felt his aunt's hand at the back of his neck. He looked up. She was looking at him with half-closed eyes. Her mouth was curled in a weak smile. Her satisfaction was obvious.
Beth pulled his face to hers. They kissed again.
Timmy wondered if she really wanted to kiss him, or if she felt uncomfortable with him watching her writhing in ecstasy.
In any case, it was outrageously exciting to be trading tongues with this sexy chick while fingering her pussy.
Timmy's prick had been brought into contact with her tummy when he kissed his aunt again. But when he felt her fingers creeping over his twitching rod he pulled it away from her stomach so she could get a real grip on it.
And she did get a grip on it. Timmy didn't understand how, but she managed to hold his cock with an incredibly exciting grip. He'd never been able to make his own hand feel so good on his prick.
Now, with his tool in his aunt's skillful fingers, Timmy began to feel the lust take shape in his balls.
He took his mouth from hers and began sticking his tongue into one of her ears. Then he kissed her neck as he thrilled to the way she handled his prick.
Her fingers seemed to dance along the length of his cock. Then she would squeeze his bloated cockhead with just the right amount of pressure. But what really made Timmy curl with rapture was when Beth scooped up his balls in her palm and sent her fingers beneath them, near his asshole.
Suddenly, Timmy had to get his prick into his aunt's pussy. After his years of deprivation, he simply couldn't wait another second.
He began pulling his finger from her twat and climbing aboard. Even though he couldn't imagine his aunt refusing to fuck him after all this, Timmy had a moment of fright. But that was soon taken care of.
"Come on, fuck me!" Beth gasped. "Let me feel your big prick inside me!"
Timmy climbed between his aunt's spread legs. He covered her body with his own. One of her tits was still in her nightgown. And Timmy could feel the material of her pulled-up nightgown between their bellies.
But what he was really concentrating on was the way his prick-knob was plowing through her soft pubic hair.
Timmy had always assumed that his prick would know the way into a snatch. But he was getting frustrated and embarrassed as he searched for that wet opening in vain.
"Wait," Beth whispered.
Timmy stopped his unsuccessful lunging. Then he felt his aunt reach toward their crotches. She took his bucking cock in a firm grip and guided it to her gash.
Following his aunt's trail-blazing, Timmy soon felt his prick being devoured in a steamy, slippery envelope.
When his fat cockhead was in place, Beth removed her hand. Timmy pressed his hips forward. And he was plugged in-he was fucking!
Finally getting his prick buried in a hot cunt was greater than Timmy had ever dared imagine. The hot sleeve of Beth's twat held his throbbing prick firmly, gently, and with blinding excitement.
But it was when Timmy began moving his cock in and out that he felt the full bliss of fucking.
As he pulled his prick back from the depths of Beth's tight cunt, its walls seemed to be sucking, tugging at his cock. With heat and just the right amount of friction, Timmy's cock was stroked and caressed.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h," Beth moaned in a tone that made Timmy's cock jerk.
Then he pushed his prick back in until their pubic hair mingled. And Timmy found that the in-stroke was even better than the backstroke. He especially liked the way his aunt's body seemed to bounce as the blunt tip of his prick crashed into the end of her tunnel.
So in and out Timmy drove his cock. And it wasn't long before his prick was burning with orgasmic joy.
Timmy was aware of his aunt's body bucking and gyrating beneath him. But his own intense pleasure occupied most of his awareness.
When his gism flowed, Timmy knew that none of his jerking off had given him such a fantastic climax. Now his whole body vibrated with the pure bliss of coming.
"Uh-h, uh-h-h, uh-h-h-h," he grunted with each thrust of his erupting prick. "I'm coming, Aunt Beth!"
Then, when his orgasm had run its course, Timmy began to realize how violently Beth was squirming under him.
"Don't stop!" she cried desperately. "Fuck me! Keep fucking me!"
This was unexpected. But Timmy was glad to keep his prick sliding in and out.
"Yeah-h-h-h-h!" Beth groaned through clenched teeth. "That's it! God, I'm coming!"
So that was it, Timmy realized. Beth simply hadn't come as quickly as he had.
Now, with his aunt's twat gripping his throbbing prick with rhythmic spasms, Timmy knew he had truly entered the wide world of fucking.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h," Beth moaned softly as her body slowed its powerful bucking. "Timmy, that was the best fuck I've ever had!"
Timmy was not only thrilled by finally getting fucked, and overjoyed with the pleasure he experienced. He was also very proud of himself for making a chick like Beth howl with ecstasy.
The boy lay on his aunt's sweating body. And his prick lay in the moist grip of her cunt.
"Maybe you'd better leave now," Beth said after a blissful rest. "I'd hate to fall asleep like this and have your parents find us in the morning."
Timmy had to admit that his aunt was right. So he pulled his shrunken prick from her cunt, took a last look at her nakedness, pulled up his pajamas, and left her.
Lying on the couch in the living room, Timmy thought about every moment of joy he'd had with Beth. And when he fell asleep, he dreamed of her sweet cunt.