Chapter 2
"Now remember, don't make any waves," Olivia said to her daughter. "No matter what happens, just go along with it. We need to live here. Right?"
Kimberly had been virtually speechless since arriving at the Richmond mansion. She never dreamed there was so much wealth in all the world. Though she would have listened to her mother anyway, simply out of respect, Kimberly was especially sure to follow every instruction Olivia gave because she, Kimberly, wanted to live here. It was a thousand times better like the dingy one-bedroom apartment they had rented after her father ran away with his young secretary, leaving Kimberly and Olivia without a penny to their name.
"Yes, Mother," Kimberly said. "But I don't understand why we have to live in separate wings of this place. We're so far apart!"
"It's the way it has to be. Don't argue when you've got it good."
"Yes, Mother," Kimberly said, then took her suitcase and headed for her room.
Olivia stood in her bedroom, wondering which of the Richmond men she would have to sexually satisfy first. From what Alexis had told her, all of them had big cocks -- even old Orson, in his seventies, had a monstrous prick. A foot long. Alexis said.
Olivia shook her head, thinking about what her sister had said. Impossible! She thought as she ran a brush through her hair. Twelve inches long? No, certainly Alexis had been exaggerating.
She studied herself in the mirror, enjoying what she saw. Olivia was extremely beautiful, perhaps even more beautiful than her older sister, Alexis. She had a high forehead, wide cheekbones, and a wide, full-lipped mouth that was made for sucking cocks. Olivia could deep throat even the biggest of cocks. No cock ever to go between her lips had been so large that she couldn't swallow it whole.
Her tits were big, round, firm. The areolas were a rich chocolate brown, capped by tingling nipples that seemed in a perpetual state of arousal, always poking out from her blouses and bras. She had rather large shoulders for a woman, and though she was sporting a couple of extra pounds, her body was perfectly proportioned. With her voluptuous figure, Olivia was ready and waiting to try on new men.
Since her husband had left her for his young secretary, Olivia's ego had taken a terrible beating. Now she was more than anxious to enjoy the pleasures her body could give her, and hungry for the satisfaction of knowing that she was sexy and erotic and capable of pleasing any man's lusts.
She ran the brush one last time through her blonde hair, smoothing it away from her face. Her hair came down well past her shoulders and though she often wondered whether a woman her ate should have hair that long, she had always opted for a youthful cut.
Olivia put the brush down on the dressing table. Her mind was reeling madly as she remembered the words Alexis had said: "The men here like to have nice things to look at so don't be afraid of being underdressed -- in this household. In fact, at the Richmond estate less is better."
Blaine Richmond stood at the doorway of his aunt's bedroom. All the doors to the bedrooms of women in the mansion had long since been taken off. For the women at the Richmond estate, there was, quite simply, no privacy.
And that's the way Blaine liked it as he stood watching his aunt putting a touch of makeup to her eyelashes.
"Hello," he said, hands in his pockets, affecting a casual stance as he leaned against the door frame.
Olivia twisted quickly on the small bench in front of her dressing table, her big tits swinging about from her chest, slapping together. The areolas were very wide, almost as wide as a man's palm, and the nipples were lewd as pencil erasers.
"Blaine!" Olivia gasped. She dropped her makeup, attempting to cover her tits with her hands. She managed to do that, but left her cunt bush completely exposed to the boy's hungry gaze. "What are you doing here?"
"Just thought I'd come by and wish my aunt a warm welcome." Blaine's eyes traveled up and down Olivia's voluptuous, curvaceous body. She was really stacked, and though she had some extra pounds on her body, it was a womanly figure all the way. A body built for comfort, not for speed. "Anything wrong with that?"
Olivia looked into his eyes, sensing the hidden meaning to his question. She dropped her tits, letting them bounce a little. She spread her knees a fraction of an inch farther apart so that he could have a clear view of her cunt with the plush, triangular patch of blonde hair surrounding it.
"No, of course not," Olivia said quietly, fighting to find the courage to do what she knew she must. "You just caught inc by surprise, that's all. I'm not used to not having doors on my bedroom."
Blaine gave her a crooked, lusty grin and asked, "Is there something wrong with that? Have you got something to hide?"
It was showdown time for Olivia, and she knew it. She smiled back at Blaine, her wide, sensual mouth displaying rather large, even pearly white teeth. She rose from the beach, and walked slowly to her nephew in a hip swinging manner.
"I haven't anything to hide. You should be able to see that." Olivia decided the best defense is a strong offense. She put her hands on Blaine's shoulders and began pushing down, forcing him to his knees in the doorway. "Not be a good boy and lick your auntie's cunt. She loves to have a young tongue whipping her tit."
The moment Olivia felt Blaine's tongue shoving between her cuntlips, she knew that she had made the right decision. Blaine's tongue slithered between the rosy petals of her pussy, and then lashed against her fiery clit, sending hot bolts of sheer ecstasy rippling through her womanly, curvaceous body.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Olivia sighed, letting go of Blaine's shoulders. She gabbed both sides of the door frame, holding it for support as she spread her legs until the sides of her feet were also against the framework.
Blaine's tongue moved quickly at first as the excitement went through him, but then he calmed down, tonguing Olivia's hot, juicy pussy with more style and less unbridled energy.
"Ohhhhh! Yeessssss!" Olivia purred as the teenaged boy caught her tingling cunt between his lips and sucked on it tenderly.
She pushed against the doorway, fighting against the floodtide of emotions that threatened to sweep her away. Olivia trembled from head to foot as her clit got blissfully lashed by her nephew's experienced tongue.
"Mmmmmmm!" Blaine moaned, pushing his mouth firmly against Olivia's pussy, thrusting his tongue far into her fuck-hole.
He wrapped his arms around her full hips, cupping one firm asscheek in each hand. Blaine pressed his fingers deep into her flesh, forcing Olivia's cunt to push harder against his mouth. He curled his tongue, scooping out the rich nectar of her puss juice, his prick twitching and growing in his pants from the sweetness of her girl-cum.
Looking up while he tilted his head back, Blaine looked at his aunt's face. She hung her head down, her chin nearly touching her chest, and he could see the raw passion that she felt, giving him renewed confidence in his ability to lick pussy. Her tits were bobbing from her chest, the heavenly feminine mounds of flesh even larger than his mother's.
"I love it when, you eat my cunt," Olivia sighed, now opening her eyes, just letting her body feel everything that was happening to her. It was all just too much for the sexually frustrated woman to bear. Since her husband had left her, she had stayed away from men. Now that she had a tongue delving deeply into her cunt, literally fucking her cunt, she couldn't hold her pussyjuice back.
Gasping, fighting for air, Olivia turned her face straight up and came, gushing out her pussyjuice straight into Blaine's mouth.
"I'm cummingggggg!" she gasped breathlessly, her body convulsing in the throes of a bone-jarring climax. She shook and twitched, her hips quivering as girl-cum sluiced from her pussy. Her legs quivered and her knees felt weak.
Blaine fucked his tongue into Olivia's delicious cunt, working as quickly as possible to lick up the pussyjuice as it gushed out. His cheeks were glistening with the girl-cum, and some of it was running down his neck to be soaked up in his shirt.
"S-Stop -- stop now," Olivia said weakly when her climax concluded. "I'm -- a little tender once I've cum."
Blaine jumped to his feet, tearing open his pants and producing a thick, throbbing seven inch cock. "What about me? Goddamn it, you can't leave me this way!"
Olivia was still holding onto the door frame for support. She wasn't certain she could stand without something to hang onto. Glancing down, she saw the boy's young, bone-hard prick. The sight of it made her cringe with lust. Even though she had just gushed out her pussyjuice, she could feel a warm flush going through her veins at the prospect of taking his rigid, fiery cock deep into her body. She could tell that he had a lot of spunk to give her.
"Don't worry, precious boy," Olivia purred, trying to catch her breath. She gave, her shoulders a shake, setting her 38D-cup tits in motion. "Until I catch my breath, why don't you suck on my tits?"
Blaine didn't like to be asked twice. He immediately grabbed both tit-globes from the underside and squeezed his fingers deep into the plush mounds, forcing the nipples to become even longer yet. He buried his aunt's tit as deep into his mouth as he could, sucking on the nipple and areola. She had such big tits he couldn't even come close to fitting all of her tit in his mouth.
"Ohhhhhh! That's so nice!" purred the blonde as she felt Blaine's lips and tongue working over her nipples.
After Blaine had chewed and nibbled on both of her tits for a while, Olivia reached down and grabbed his cock in her hand. He had pushed his nuts down to his thighs, just far enough to get his cock and balls out and exposed. The heat of his prick seemed to go straight through Olivia's palm to her clit. She couldn't believe that she was getting excited again so quickly after cumming.
"Come on, Blaine, maybe your old aunt can teach you a trick or two in the sack."
Olivia walked slowly toward the big waterbed, swaying her hips, pulling Blaine along by his cock. When she reached the bed, she released him and crawled onto the bed, moving to the middle and spreading her arms and legs invitingly.
"Go ahead," she purred her voice sultry and experienced. "Fuck my cunt, my precious nephew. You're too excited to be anything but an animal and I think that's what I need right now."
Olivia was right on both counts. Blaine was too turned on to have much style and she wanted to be ravaged.
When Blaine jumped onto her, Olivia raised her knees, forming a silky valley of flesh for him to slide his hips between. She grabbed his fiery prick and guided the throbbing cockhead to the moist petals of her cunt. A moment later he lashed into her, throwing his hips down. His cockhead forced her cuntlips apart and all seven inches of his prick lanced into her juicy fuck hole.
"Awwwwwww!" Olivia gasped at the sudden invasion of cockmeat into her seething pussy.
Blaine tossed his hips up and down, fucking his prick full-length into Olivia's cunt with every lunge. His balls slapped into the crevice of her ass, flopping against her ass crack as the cum churned inside them.
"Fuck me," Olivia gasped.
When Blaine brought his mouth down to hers, Olivia moaned softly passionately, opening her full, wide mouth to accept his probing tongue. She danced her tongue over his, feeling her clit getting rubbed by the broad upper surface of his cock each time it pushed in or out of her fuck-hole.
Olivia pushed her tongue into Blaine's mouth, searching, tasting. There was something especially devilish and exciting about being with a teenage boy, something she couldn't really define. The feel of his hairless chest pressing against her tits, her nipples digging into his flesh, was almost too good to bear. She moaned and gasped, working her hips around, accepting his ram rodding prick in her hot, tight cunt from different angles, adding friction to her red-hot clit.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Olivia moaned, sucking on her nephew's tongue as they French kissed passionately.
She grabbed the boy's ass, pulling his hips down each time he jerked them up. His cock reamed out her tight pussy, spreading her cuntlips, pushing apart the walls of her fuck hole. She could feel his balls slapping against her bunghole, and Olivia wondered if Blaine would ever want to corn hole her. She'd taken her husband's cock into her ass, but it had been difficult and she hadn't really enjoyed getting her ass fucked by his cock.
"Fuck me," Olivia gasped as Blaine pushed his hand between their bodies, cupping her luscious tit and digging his fingers deep into the mounds until she felt pain and pleasure.
Blaine pounded his hips into the apex of Olivia's thighs, feeling his prick tip expanding deep inside his aunt's juicy cunt. He groaned softly as his balls slapped against her asscheeks they pulled up tight to his body, his prick completely engulfed in the seething recesses of her cunt. At that moment, a geyser of fuck-cream shot through the tube of his cock, exploding from his plump, flexing cockhead.
"Yesssss! Cum in meeee! Cum in me, precious boy!" Olivia gasped as she felt the superheated jets of fuck-cream flooding her cunt, splattering against her womb.
He skewered her pussy in long, harsh, jerky strokes, reaming every inch of cockmeat into Olivia's cunt that he could as his balls erupted furiously. Olivia trembled, feeling each eruption splashing against her womb, coating the slick, clutching walls of her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Olivia sighed as Blaine finally emptied himself completely in her cunt. "That was wonderful. Don't move. Just stay here a moment. I want to feel your cock get soft in my pussy. That's something I haven't felt in a long, long time. Do that for me, will you?"
When Blaine nodded his head, Olivia was convinced that she had made exactly the right move in asking Alexis if she and Kimberly could move into the Richmond mansion.
But then Olivia wondered what her daughter would be doing. If Olivia was going to be fucking the men of the Richmond family, wouldn't Kimberly be doing the same thing?
The question haunted Olivia as she thought about her teenage daughter.