Chapter 4
Having been done, Loretta would now learn to do ...
Having been mouthed to a wrenching, devastating orgasm, Loretta now must return the favor and reciprocate the pleasure.
She must now mouth Aunt Bea's pussy!
A sweltering, thick-lipped cunt, which was now demandingly poised over Loretta's head, hovering some inches only above her mouth.
Not so very long ago and yet, to Loretta's dazed mind, it seemed like ages! but in real time, not so very long ago, Aunt Bea had done something startling.
She had turned Loretta on, with her arts of woman-love, turned her on using her lips and tongue, her sinful, experienced mouth.
Nothing in Loretta's limited experience had prepared her for what happened!
Yes, Loretta had been fucked before, by boys--
No boy had ever made her body come alive and sing the way Bea had!
She had been fucked by boys, not so many, only a couple that she really liked. But none of them had been anything special.
The longest she had fucked been fucked-was for five feverish minutes in the back seat of a Rocket 88.
The real rocket was of course the rod of hungry flesh rising up from between her horny boyfriend's legs.
His jeans and shorts were pulled down to his knees, so he was bare between the bottom of his shirt and the tops of his knees.
And she was on her back, trying to fit her long length in the back seat of the car. She was a big girl, but it was a big car, too.
That car had red vinyl seat covers. Loretta had been on her back with her blouse open and her skirt up and her panties down.
It was dim, humid in the back seat. The boy was a looming shadowy presence. Heat radiated from his bare flesh.
His breathing was hoarse, rasping in the closed confines of the car.
Loretta's blouse was unbuttoned and her bra pulled down so her tit was uncovered, pushed up by the the rolled bra.
One tit remained securely stuffed in its bra cup. The other, bare tit jutted out of the blouse's open front.
Her skirt was rolled up to her waist, baring her below.
Loretta lay on her back with her neck tilted and the back of her head resting on the padded armrest of the rear door.
One foot of her spread legs rested on the car floor. The other foot was up on the seat, while the boyfriend knelt between them.
In the dimness, his cock loomed up like a torpedo of flesh.
Panting, gasping, he gripped his cock and lowered down on her.
He squirmed over her. Looking over his back, where sweat plastered his shirt down, she caught sight of his bare ass cheeks.
Something prodded her between the legs, nudging her pussy lips.
His stiff cock!
The boyfriend took hold of himself, clutching his cock. He groaned as he fumbled at the entry, cock head pressing pussy flesh.
He seemed to have some trouble finding the right angle of entry. Loretta squirmed down, trying to assist him.
At last, more by lucky fumbling than by expertise, his cock head located the proper angle of entry.
Loretta realized he was little more experienced than she.
He moaned when the petal lips of her pussy parted, and his seething cock head was stuffed inside her.
She was wet ... still, it was a tight fit.
When he was partly in, he lowered down on her, stuffing his cock in her.
It was tight ... he crammed his cock in with short jabbing strokes.
Loretta's sweaty, writhing buttocks squeaked against the red vinyl car seat as she humped his cock into her.
Then he was on top of her, and in her.
Loretta clung to his broad back, while he fucked her. There was something sweatily muscular and gymnastic about fucking in the cramped back seat of the car.
As soon as the boyfriend was in deep, he really went to town.
He pounded into her, working his cock like a hammer, slamming his stiff rod in her softest, most slippery and intimate anatomy.
More sweat oozed from his flesh, soaking his shirt, pressing her moist palms where they clung to him.
Humping into her again and again, his movements grew progressively more and more frenzied, his moans more babbling.
Loretta really wasn't all that turned on. Towards the finish of the encounter, her pussy moistened, lubricating.
His fat cock worked more easily inside her. She could enjoy it more. Some nice sensations were starting to make themselves felt from the sliding action of his cock pumping up and down in her pussy-
And then he came.
The boyfriend cried out, jamming into her, his cock jabbing her. It stuffed into her, like he was pinning her to the seat.
This time he didn't pull out, but stayed in all the way, and came.
He came like he was having a fit.
Spurting semen jetted from his cock, pumping into her, filling her pussy with its spasming gushes.
When he stopped coming, the boyfriend whimpered and then kind of collapsed on top of her, gasping for breath.
Was that it? Was that all there was to it?
Loretta almost came out and asked those questions, but she fought down the urge and kept her mouth shut.
Fairly new though she was to the game of fucking, she was not so new as to risk offending male vanity.
So, when the boyfriend had caught his breath long enough to ask her if it had been great for her, too, she lied like a trooper and said yes.
But not until he had taken her home, and she had bathed and gone to bed, where she lay in the dark of her room, with her pajama bottoms down and her fingers writhing over her quivering pussy only then, did Loretta find true satisfaction.
It seemed no male lover could get her as hot and wet, and bring her to orgasm, the way her fingers could.
Of course, Loretta never would have dared to ask a boy to put his mouth on her pussy-why, the very idea was unthinkable!
But Aunt Bea was not so inhibited.
Going down on a hot sweet juicy teen cunt and pleasuring it with her mouth was sweet pleasure for Loretta's strange aunt.
Loretta had thrilled to the forbidden caress of womanly lips massaging her pussy, of a tongue licking, thrilling it.
Her fondling, masturbatory fingers were small change indeed, compared to what a mouth could and had done to her!
Why, Loretta nearly writhed off the bed in sheer, unadulterated sensation, when Bea's tongue dipped into her pussy!
Bea licked her inside and out. Her tongue lapped the sweet thick honey of the girl's juices, swallowing them down.
Each touch of the tongue sent Loretta soaring higher and higher.
And then, when that wicked tongue first cautiously circled, then homed in on, Loretta's pearly clitoris-
UNREAL!
Loretta came, and came, and came!
In the bedroom of Aunt Bea, on that moist and sticky bed, someone was babbling and moaning and gasping convulsively-
It took Loretta some instants before she realized that the babbling was coming from her, shaken as she was by orgasm.
Passion reached its peak, shook Loretta, then let her go, to tumble down into the blissful afterglow.
Never had her body felt so alive, so-satisfied!
Dazed, she was only dimly aware of her surroundings.
Her eyes were closed. She sensed the looming fleshy presence of Bea, breathing hard, licking her lips ...
Lips coated with Loretta's sweet, dripping secretions ...
Loretta rested, but not for long!
Aunt Bea was not running a charity operation here, after all!
It is good to give, but better to receive-and Bea was minded to receive much oral pleasure from her niece.
The mattress sagged, bedsprings creaking as Bea moved on hands and knees, placing her limbs over and around Loretta's sprawled form.
Loretta's front shone with sweat, as if a pail of water had doused her.
Her tits were creamy mounds of buttery softness, crowned by achingly stiff nipples whose throbbing set all of her to vibrating.
And her pussy ! ! !
It was a mass of dripping, seething pleasure ...
Aunt Bea crouched, not at the foot of the bed, where she had been when she mouthed Loretta's pussy, but at its head.
Something musky, rich, aromatic, tingled in Loretta's nostrils ...
Was it the scent of Bea's seething sex?
"Move down, dear," Bea prompted. "Make room for me!"
Loretta wriggled down the bed, squirming across rumpled sheets. A pair of soft plopping thuds sounded as Bea tossed the pair of pillows down to the floor.
"So good," Loretta gasped, "oh, Aunt Bea, it was so good!"
Aunt Bea cupped Loretta's chin, lifted it, lowered her face down to the girl.
"Kiss the mouth that ate your pussy!"
Bea's breath, warm and humid, moist, rich with the taste and scent of Loretta's pussy, played over the girl's face.
Bea fastened her mouth on Loretta's in a steamy, open-mouthed kiss. Her tongue slithered over Loretta's, licking, caressing.
Something provocative, suggestive, in the way Bea's fat tongue writhed and wriggled over Loretta's ...
Yes, now Loretta knew what it was suggestive of, of course!
Bea was licking her tongue, the way she had just finished licking Loretta's pussy!
Bea lifted her mouth off Loretta's.
"Now, it's your turn to do me!"
"I I never "
"I know you never did it," Bea said. "That's why I went down on your sweet hot pussy first, to show you how it's done!
"There's not all that much to it just lick and lap me the way I did you! Just do what comes naturally or unnaturally, I should say!"
"Yes," Loretta moaned. "Yes, I I'll do it, Auntie!"
"Why, bless your soul, child, of course you will! After all, a nice obedient niece will always carry out her aunt's commands! Now, just let me get into place ... "
Bea squatted, facing Loretta's feet. Ponderously she planted her rounded knees on either side of Loretta's upturned head.
Bea stood on her knees, her steamy, hungering cunt hovering over Loretta's face.
Her thighs were white pillars, shiny, rounded, rising up to the apex, where fat fleshy cunt lips quivered with dark hunger.
Where a massive patch of black fur bushed her pubic mound ... where fragrant steamy musk poured out of Bea's cunt.
Loretta, looking up, swallowed.
Bea reached down between her own thighs, resting her hand on her crotch. Thick fingers slid up and down the pussy lips.
Her fingers, already coated with juices, rubbed the rippling, stickily glistening cunt lips, spreading them.
Oozing moisture glimmered from ... within.
Appetite, hunger, rose up in Loretta.
Not hunger for pleasure, although that was there, but hunger for female flesh.
Her mouth had thrilled to the feel of fat tits proffering their stiff and throbbing nipples for a long, delicious sucking.
Now, she hungered to have her mouth filled, not with masses of buttery tit flesh, but rather with a hot and steamy pussy.
Involuntarily, Loretta moaned.
"I'm all wet and ready for you!" Aunt Bea proclaimed. "Are you ready for me?"
"Oh, yes!"
"Well, then, here we go!"
Loretta's eyes widened as Aunt Bea lowered her dripping crotch down on her face, on her awaiting, open mouth-