Chapter 7
When Timmy got home he found his aunt getting into her car.
"Timmy, I'm going to the supermarket for a few things," she said. "Why don't you come along?"
Timmy accepted the invitation. Now that he had a blow-job to his credit, he was feeling more relaxed with the woman who had initiated him into the world of sex.
"What did you do today?" Beth asked.
"We went over to Riverside," Timmy said. "We met some girls there."
Timmy was dying to tell his aunt what had happened. But he waited for her to ask. When she did, Timmy told her the whole story. It was fun telling his aunt about his blow-job. Especially when he saw how it made her face turn red.
"That sounds terrific," Beth said.
Beth was wearing a short skirt. Her naked thighs protruded from it on the car seat. Timmy, with more courage than he thought he had, reached over and moved her skirt up her thighs.
Beth took over, lifting her skirt to her belly. Timmy was flabbergasted as he saw his aunt's hairy muff nestling naked between her legs.
"I didn't feel like putting underpants on today," she explained as Timmy stared at her twat.
"Could we, uh, fuck right now?" Timmy asked. "I know where we could park where no one would see us."
Seeing his aunt driving with her cunt sticking out was driving Timmy crazy with lust. And when he saw her comb her fingers through her pubic hair he thought she was going to let him fuck her.
"But Timmy," she said coolly. "You've just gotten a blow-job from some nice, young girl."
There was a note of sarcasm in Beth's voice. And Timmy didn't know what to make of it.
"So what?" he said. "I can still fuck you."
"Oh, you can, eh?" Beth said. "Timmy, just what makes you think you can do whatever you like with any chick?"
Now Timmy really was confused. Why was his aunt lecturing him on sexual morality while running her fingers over her own pussy? And hadn't it been she who fucked him the night before?
"But, last night...." Timmy began.
"Last night was last night," Beth said.
Beth had slumped down in her seat and spread her thighs. She was driving skillfully with one hand while her other hand played at the crack of her cunt.
"But ... you mean...." Timmy didn't know what to say.
"Timmy, no woman likes to hear that a guy is fucking her and getting blow-jobs from some other chick too," Beth explained. "You're old enough to understand that."
So that was it, Timmy realized. His aunt was jealous.
"Gee, I'm sorry," he said. "It never occurred to me that you'd be jealous."
"Well, I'm surprised at you!" Beth said. "You'll just have to learn how to handle women."
Her words were becoming breathless as Beth inserted her fingers into the crack of her cunt. Timmy was staring into her crotch with his mouth watering.
"Yeah, you're right," he said. "I'm sorry. I really am."
Beth kept driving and stroking her pussy.
Timmy moved closer to her. He reached for her cunt.
"Uh-uh," Beth said, pushing him away with her elbow. "I'm a little upset. I don't want you to touch me now."
Timmy couldn't believe it. His aunt was jerking off right beside him as she drove. And she wouldn't let him touch her.
Now Beth's thighs were spread wide. She had driven onto an expressway where she could cruise and play with herself.
Timmy had to admit that she had a clever way of getting even with him. He was dying to help her massage her pussy. And sitting there without being able to was a pleasant sort of agony.
"Oh-h-h-h-h," Beth moaned as she shivered with passion.
Timmy could see that her middle finger had disappeared up her twat. Her whole body was trembling now. Even her tits shook inside her blouse.
Then Beth took her right foot off the gas pedal and put it on the hump in the middle of the car. She replaced that foot on the gas pedal with her left foot. So she could keep driving yet have her legs spread wide. And now Timmy could look right into her twat.
He saw her hairy lips gaping open, her slender middle finger halfway into her tunnel. Beth's clit wiggled with the motion of her finger stirring her cunt.
Timmy wondered what he should do. He knew that he deserved this treatment. It was stupid to tell his aunt about getting a blow-job. But should he merely enjoy the sight of his aunt jerking off while he suffered the pain of an imprisoned cock?
Then Timmy thought of a way to fight back. It was a weird idea, but not any weirder than what his aunt was doing.
Timmy unfastened his pants, pulled down his fly and fished out his stiff prick. He saw his aunt look at his beast from the corner of her eye.
Beth was gasping from the finger in her twat. But now that she had Timmy's bared cock beside her, she kept glancing over at it and licking her lips.
Timmy knew he was doing the right thing. He grabbed his prick. Watching his aunt fingerfucking herself, he began sliding the loose skin of his prick up and down. The only thing to worry about now, it seemed, was the way the car was zig-zagging from side to side.
"Hey, watch it," Timmy warned his aunt about her wild driving.
She was really getting excited now with her masturbation. Her hips moved back and forth on the seat as she fucked herself with her finger.
Although he was scared by his aunt's dizzy driving, Timmy kept pumping his prick. The sight of his aunt jerking off, poking her finger quickly in and out of her cunt, had a much bigger influence on him than her driving.
But Beth's driving was getting even worse. Not only was she in the grip of lust with her finger up her snatch, but she kept taking long looks at Timmy pumping his prick.
"You knew I wouldn't be able to resist," she said. "Ah-h-h-h-h. O-o-o-o-o. All right! You win!"
Timmy didn't know what his aunt was talking about. But suddenly the car swerved toward the side of the road. It jumped off the pavement and slid to a stop on the loose gravel on the shoulder of the road.
That stopped Timmy's pumping fist. He thought they were going to crash. For a second he thought his aunt was going to kill both of them in her jealousy..
He was very relieved to find that wasn't the case. Rather, Beth just couldn't let his gism go to waste.
With her hand still at her twat, she dove at her nephew. Her face lunged to his lap, impaling her mouth on his jerking cock.
Timmy's fear had retarded his orgasm. But when he felt his aunt's mouth on his prick his excitement was restored. For the second time that day, Timmy thrilled to the glory of having his prick sucked.
It didn't take him long to realize how much better his aunt was at sucking cock than Sue had been. Soon Timmy was coming.
"Ah-h-h-h-h," he gasped in joy.
Then he felt his aunt's moans vibrating through his shooting prick-knob. She must be coming too, he thought.
"M-mm-mm-m," Beth moaned, muffled and desperate, on his cock.
Timmy looked down at the woman sprawled across the car seat. She was shaking as though she were laughing or coughing. But Timmy knew that it was the pleasure of her masturbation that racked her body so violently. Her masturbation and having her mouth filled with a hard cock, that is.
Finally, Beth lifted her head. And as she did, they heard a car stopping behind them. Turning around, they saw that it was a cop.
Timmy and Beth looked at each other with surprise and fear. Timmy stuffed his prick into his pants. Beth pulled her skirt down over her pussy and ass.
"I saw you swerve off the road from up there," the cop said, pointing to an overpass ahead. "What's wrong?"
Suddenly Timmy and Beth realized that their fun could have been seen by people driving on the overpass. They were so surprised that Beth couldn't say anything.
"Well?" the cop demanded.
"She choked," Timmy said suddenly.
"Yeah, that's right," she repeated. "I choked. Swallowed my gum. It went down the wrong way. My nephew had to pound me on the back. I think he saved my life!"
"Well, that's not what it looked like from where I was," the cop said. "And he's your own nephew, to boot!"
"Sorry, officer," Beth said.
The cop told her to be more careful. Then he drove off.
Beth and Timmy looked at each other timidly.
Then Beth smiled. When he saw that, Timmy cracked a smile too. Then they began to laugh.
They couldn't stop laughing until their sides ached and tears rolled down their cheeks.