If Ann knew she had to get up at a certain time, she would get up. As her body was recovering on the terrace, she suddenly woke and knew she would have to start getting ready for her dinner meeting with her sister. She could tell by the position of the sun that it was getting late. Her nap had done her a world of good and she knew that as soon as she got herself moving, she would begin to feel more energetic. The bard part was getting up in the first place.
She forced herself to her feet. She hadn't put anything on and it had gotten chilly outside. Since she received a letter from a woman across the way asking that she not hang around on her terrace without any clothes on, she tried not to spend too much time naked on the terrace, at least not standing up and in plain view; The woman who wrote the letter was probably having trouble with her husband, and although Ann liked the idea of having people looking at her naked body, one had to try to get along with one's neighbors.
Before she began dressing, she combed her hair. When it was smooth and silky, she put it up in her best imitation of a fancy hair-do. Ann refused to spend time in a hot,. stuffy beauty parlor. She brushed her teeth, threw some perfume on and put on a little make-up. Trying not to get distracted, she, put on a pair of sexy bikini undies and resisted the temptation to look at herself in the mirror. Deciding against wearing a bra, Ann hoped her nipples would show through the material of the gown and give her that wanton look. Her sister and her brother-in-law were going to pick her up any minute. She planned to give them a drink and a chance to relax before they left, but she wanted to be ready when they came. She had just barely finished when the doorbell rang.
She opened the door and there was her company. Jane rushed into her arms and they embraced. They told each other how glad they were to see each other and how good the other looked. Next, Ann kissed Bob, Jane's husband. Then, suddenly there was a good-looking, young kid standing then. Could this be Billy? Ann hadn't seen her sister and her family for over two years. The last time, Billy was a little boy; now, he was a stud.
"Well, Billy, you certainly have grown since I saw you last," Ann said as she stood back and gave him a good looking-over.
"He's grown so fast, I can hardly believe it myself," Jane said.
Ann couldn't take her eyes off the boy, and she had that feeling deep in her belly that told her she would have to fuck him before they left town again. This was going to be more interesting than she had hoped.
"Let me get you all a drink before we leave. How about a glass of sherry?" They all agreed, and Ann went to get it but had difficulty taking her eyes off her nephew long enough. She did a little arithmetic and concluded that the boy must be almost sjxteen. A nice age her favorite.
While Ann sipped her sherry, she looked at her sister, brother-in-law and, most of all, that sexy kid of theirs. As they talked about all the things they all have been doing since they saw each other last, Ann tried to learn all she could about Billy. The more she knew about him, the easier it would be to get comfortable with him, and the easier to seduce him. Billy was a slim but strong boy with fashionably long hair covering his ears. His hair was straight, fine and honey-colored, and when it fell into his eyes, he threw his head back and sent the hair flying back where it belonged. That movement drove Ann wild. He didn't say much, but it was obvious that he was paying attention to the conversation; he laughed at everything that was amusing, even though the humor was on an adult level. His brown eyes burned with intelligent awareness.
When they had drained their glasses, they left for the restaurant. Ann knew that all kids Billy's age were interested in cars and she wasn't going to miss a chance to get closer to him by getting to him through her car.
"Would you like to drive with me in the Jag, Billy, and we can follow your parents to the restaurant?" she asked him. The effect of the offer was just as she suspected. His face lit up with joy. He asked his father if it would be all right and, getting his okay, they climbed into the sleek Jag. Ann staffed the engine and revved it up, causing the crisp roar of the engine to assault their ears and start their adrenalin flowing. They had agreed on a restaurant that was a fairly long drive on the freeway, and Ann started without waiting for Bob and Jane. Ann drove more carefully than usual with another person in the car, but she gave him an exciting ride.
They both felt the thrust of gravity in their bodies as she took corners on two wheels and accelerated like an arrow. Billy, who hadn't said much until then, started telling her how anxious he was to turn sixteen so he could get his driver's license.
"You've grown so much since the last time I saw you, Billy, that I hardly recognized you," she told him. "I'll bet the girls are after you all the time. Do you have a steady girl friend?"
"Not exactly. There is a girl that I take to all the dances, but I spend most of my time with the guys. I'm on the baseball team at school."
"I'm sure a boy your age is interested in girls, though, aren't you?" she persisted.
"Yeah, sure. But it doesn't do you much good. All the girls at school are virgins and they want to stay that way, it seems," he said.
"Weil, young girls are very often like that. Don't you know any older ones?" she asked, trying not to sound too obvious.
"No," was all he said. Ann let the subject drop for the time being. If he wasn't her sister's kid, she N would have pulled over to the side of the road and attacked him. He sounded like a virgin himself, and they were getting rare these days. Ann loved to break in young boys. And a kid as good-looking as Billy would be a real prize. The slippery liquid was seeping out of her pussy again as she thought about the possibilities that lay ahead with her nephew.
They parked in the lot at the restaurant and waited for Bob and Jane to show up. They had to wait quite a while and Ann told Billy not to tell them how quickly they got there. As they walked to their table, all eyes were on Ann. Her bulging tits and swinging ass always attracted attention. She made sure she sat opposite from Billy, so she could watch him watching her. He seemed to be interested in the soft flesh that was squeezed out the top of her gown. Ann kicked off her shoes under the table and played footsies with the young boy. At first, he looked shocked, but Ann gave him a friendly wink and he seemed to relax and enjoy the foot that was sneaking up his pant leg.
Her under-the-table footwork, seemed to be having some effect on the boy. He began staring at her cleavage more often and more intently. As they ate dessert, Ann's alcohol-muddled mind was working on a way to get this beautiful young stud alone. It wasn't easy to plot a scheme in her condition, but this was important and she tried her best.
"There's a little theater company in town that puts on terrific plays. The one they're doing now is supposed to be fantastic," she said "I have a friend we can leave Billy with. I'll call now for tickets, if you're interested."
Ann knew that her sister was an avid playgoer and wouldn't be able to resist the idea; When Jane said she would like that very much, Ann got up carefully and went to the phone. She made reservations for three but told the person on the phone that he should only save two tickets if someone else really wanted to buy hers and it looked like they might sell out. On her way back to the table, Ann felt that her plan was going to work.
When they left the restaurant, it was time to head for the theater. As they walked to their cars, Ann suddenly announced that she was getting a headache and thought she better not go to the play after all. She suggested that she take Billy home with her and the two of them could spend a quiet evening together. As she explained this, she began to feel the excitement that always preceded a sexual adventure with a young hacker.
Bob and Jane said they were very sorry that she felt bad, but under the circumstances, it sounded like a good idea for her to go home and take it easy. For a second, Ann was afraid that someone might suggest that Billy go to the play since Ann wasn't going to use her reservation; but, fortunately, no one suggested it. She and Billy got into the Jag. This time she started the engine without racing it, as she thought she would if she really had a headache, for Bob and Jane's benefit.
On the way back to her place, Billy was quiet, as if he really believed her story about a headache.
"Can you keep a secret?" she asked him, at last.
"Sure.."
"I didn't really have a headache. I just didn't feel like seeing a play suddenly, and since I was the one who suggested it, I would have felt foolish just changing my mind," she told the boy and felt good about revealing the truth, or at least part of it, to him. Maybe she could reveal the rest to him afterwards.
When they got to her place, Ann asked him if he wanted, anything. He seemed. confused by the question, so she let it drop for the time being. As she suspected, she would have to be the aggressive on in the coming action.
"I'm going to change," she told him. "You can turn on the TV, or put on a record. Make yourself at home.
Ann went into the bedroom and slipped out of her gown. She hadn't closed the door and she knew that one side of the room could be seen from the living room. She walked back and forth with only her undies on and her bare boobs bouncing around on her chest. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched to see if Billy had seen her. Finally she noticed him in the other room, in eyeshot of her. She stopped and pretended to look through a drawer that was in sight of him, and pretended not to notice him watching.
Billy stared at her gorgeous body. His cock began stirring in his pants as his body reacted to the view. There was his aunt, leaning over a drawer with her tits hanging down and swaying gently like huge wrecking balls. He couldn't help imagining those jugs swinging his way and crashing into his face. Her stomach was thin and flat, with only a few small folds of flesh on her belly due to the say she was leaning forward. Her ass stuck out in such a beautiful curve that he would have given anything to have been able to run his hands over the surface of the firm mounds. He could almost feel his fingers sinking into the softness of those cheeks. Below her ass, the profile of her legs tapered down nicely to her thin ankles.
Billy was going wild. He hadn't seen a naked woman in the flesh before. This beautiful creature looked sexier than any of the women in his collection of nudie magazines that he kept hidden under his mattress, and this woman was real flesh and blood, not a piece of paper covered with ink. As he stared longingly at her, she suddenly stood up and looked at him. He didn't know what to do.
Rather than getting embarrassed and running away, Ann smiled at him and said, "Ah hah, caught you peeking, didn't I?" Then she walked out of sight and threw her robe over her, She smiled to herself when she realized what a powerful effect the sight of her naked body had had on him, and the effect was clearly showing on his face.
When she came out of the bedroom, Billy was looking through her record collection., and didn't look up at her. She could see his cheeks were burning bright red.
"Don't be embarrassed, Billy. I know you weren't intentionally peeking at me," she said, feeling her way slowly. "Haven't you ever seen a flaked woman before?" She asked him in a voice that told him she wasn't teasing him, but that she really wanted to know and that she was interested in him. Ann really was interested. Not only was he her nephew, but she felt a genuine concern for young boys who didn't get the sex they needed. A boy like Billy could be distracted to obsession with, the unfulfilled need for a good fuck, and if she could do this service for humanity, she would while she was feeding her own insatiable desires.
"Only in pictures," the boy admitted in a soft voice.
"That's really too bad," she said compassionately. "Would you like to see more of me?"
The boy looked up in amazement. It was obviously the first such offer he'd had in his young life. "S-Sure," he stammered in disbelief. Ann had walked over to him as she spoke and was just a few feet from him as he knelt down at her record shelf. Standing over him, she untied the belt of her robe, letting it fall open. She waited a second before removing the garment completely. As it hung open, Billy could see her hairy beaver in the semidarkness of the robe. Following the opening upwards, he saw her belly button and then the valley between her tits.
With a sudden movement, Ann threw the robe off her. Billy was almost bowled over by the sight. She was so close, he could feel the moist heat from her body and smell her fragrance, a mixture of perfume and female juices. From the vantage point Billy had below her, her tits seemed to stick out incredibly far. He could see every contour of her body as the light in the room wrapped around the curves that formed her fantastically sexy figure. The pussy hair on her mound was just above eye level, and Billy could see the hairs reflecting light and shining like a chandelier. The crack of her twat was seen as a pink line buried in the curls. He could even see the smooth bottoms of her ass-cheeks sticking out under and behind her crotch.
Her thighs were like pillars of flesh holding up the rest of her body. The massiveness of her hips changed to the delicate, narrow waist. The plane of her belly was punctuated with the deep, dark pit of her navel. Her rib cage was well-padded with a thin layer of feminine fat, but she wasn't really fat at all. Her magnificent tits stood out proudly. Billy could see that there was a thin line of shadow under each one, where they sagged the slightest bit and rested on her chest; The undersides of those knockers were creamy and inviting. He saw the large nipples that decorated the tips of her tits and his, mouth watered at the thought of sucking on one of those knobs. From way up there, Ann was looking down at him with a warm smile on her face.
"Come over to the couch with me and I'll let you explore, Ann said, and held out her hand lo the boy.
He took her hand and they went to the couch and sat side by side. He hadn't taken his eyes off her. Ann took his hand and put it on her tit. Then she picked up his other hand and put it on the same tit. She could see the boner in his pants pressing its outline on the taut material for bet to see. He was well-hung, and she was eager to get that prick into her cunt, but not in suck a hurry that she wanted to miss sharing this youngster's joyful amazement as he learned his first lesson in female anatomy. He began squeezing her tit gently; then, as he found it didn't break, more strongly.~He felt the nipple and watched as it grew hard and puckered, right in his hand. Lifting the mass of tit-flesh, he weighed it. Then he moved it around and watched how it quivered and shook, always coming to rest in the beautiful sloping curve that he had lint seen.
Taking one tit in each hand, he brought them together and formed a tightly closed area between them. He brought his face to the right one and rubbed his lips over the protruding nipple, then sucked it into his mouth. Hearing Ann gasp, he drew his bead back suddenly. She looked at him to see what was the matter.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked with a worried look on his face.
"No!" Ann said with a laugh in her voice. "It felt so good I couldn't help gasping." Reassured, he continued tasting her nipple. After doing everything he could think of with his mouth on her puckered nipple, he let it slip out of his mouth and rested his cheek on the soft pillow of her tilt His hands traveled down to the region of her crotch.
Ann felt his fingers moving towards the opening that was waiting so impatiently for him. His fingers reached her beaver and combed through it. When he reached the slit, he lost no time in getting his fingers wet. Ann arched her back and drew her breath in noisily between her teeth as she felt his fingers enter her twat. He looked at her face and saw that her features were wrinkled in intense pleasure.
Billy had never had the experience of causing a woman to curl up in intense pleasure before, and he found that it gave him a good feeling. The thought that he could have such power over this woman who was old enough to be his mother, thrilled him and made him feel like a king. Besides that, he was more excited than he'd ever been before in his life. The thought that he had his fingers in a real, live cunt was too much to believe. He'd been thinking and dreaming of this moment for years, and here it was. Every time he jerked off, which was almost every day, he wished he had a cunt to stick his cock and now there was a drooling twat waiting for him.
A cunt was something like he'd imagined it, but better. The boys were always talking about it. Its juiciness didn't surprise him. He knew there was a long tube that opened in the cunt and led up into a woman's belly, but he didn't know about the various pairs of lips or the location of the clitoris. With his fingers, he explored the wet folds of satiny flesh, but he wanted to see what it was really like in there.
He lifted his head from Ann's tit and moved down between her legs. Ann was used to inexperienced boys wanting to look in her snatch, and she enjoyed showing them what was going on down there. She spread her legs wide and her aunt opened and was filled with light. Billy put his fingers on each side of the crack and spread the labes. He stared at the glistening pink interior with excited fascination. He saw the ridge of the inner lips where they began near the front corner of the outer lips. The skin gathered around the little button of her clit, which he could see, and divided in two lips and ran down the length of her crack, coming together again in the rear of the opening where the inner lips and outer lips became one. Between the inner lips, towards the back of the crack, there was a dark opening. Billy spread the folds of the inner lips arousing that entrance and peered up the deep tunnel. The walls of that chamber were whitish pink and shone with the thick, clear fluid that oozed down them.
Billy was thrilled and amazed, but most of all he was incredibly excited. The sight of his aunt's pussy right before him and the odor of that cunt, were driving him wild. Ann knew how horny the kid was and guessed that he was dying to fuck her. Naturally, she was almost as eager.
"Would you like to try it on?" she asked him.
He looked up at her. She had purposely phrased the question in a strange way because she enjoyed the boy's inexperience and wanted to keep him a bit unsure of the situation. The look an his face showed that he desperately hoped that lie was interpreting her question correctly. At the same time he was hesitant to assume too much.
"Do you mean?" he said slowly and painfully.
"Do you want to fuck me, is what I mean," Ann said gently.
The boy jumped up and began puffing off his clothes without saying another word. Ann lay back with a smile on her lips and watched him undress. The air in the room felt cool on her wet and exposed cunt, and she was anxious for him to stuff his hot piece of meat into it. When Billy pulled his underpants down, Ann saw his cock spring out like a jack in the box. The young prick was big and powerful. It stood out from his body and Ann thought she could have hung a full bucket of water from the end of it and it wouldn't even stop twitching. She didn't have long to look at it, though, because as soon as he was naked, he jumped on her.
He felt the soft mounds of her tits cushioning his chest as he lay over her. The nipples were still hard and they poked him warmly on his hard chest. Their flat bellies hardly, touched at all. Ann wrapped her arms around his body and held tightly as she moved his hips around until his cock-head found the wet slit. Feeling his way, he pushed his hard cock up her cave its full length, until their pubic bones came together.
Before he started pumping, he let his cock lie still in the heat of her tightly gripping cunt. He had tried to imagine how it would feel to have his tool sunk into a cunt, but he never came close to realizing the full glory of the sensation. The lining of her cunt conformed to the shape of his prick and fit like a glove. It was hot and wet in there and he never felt anything so wonderful. Having Ann's huge tits under him and added another dimension of pleasure.
He began lifting and lowering his hips and the boner slipped in and out of that soft cock-sock. As he moved his prick in her, his aunt grabbed at his dick with the muscles that lined her cuntal cave. Every stroke was faster than the last until he was flicking with fantastic speed. As the ecstasy rose in him, he realized what he had been missing for so long. This was as different from jerking offs night from day.
As he fucked her, he heard sounds coming from her the likes of which he'd never heard before. With every thrust of his prick, she let out a high-pitched "OH!" The sounds were coming out with her fast and deep breaths.His lover's body was grabbing at him and her back was arching, sending her hips up towards him as if she were trying to swallow his whole body up her snatch.
Ann began bucking her hips furiously, causing his rod to jerk back and forth in her cunt wildly. She was bowling and her body. was writhing under him. The cum bad begun to boil in his balls and his brain was spinning with sexual ecstasy. As Ann began orgasming, he shot a burst of sperm in her. Ann felt load after load shoot into her pussy as the muscles in both their organs convulsed together.
As their passion subsided, their bodies calmed down and Billy found himself lying limply on his aunt. So that was what it was like to fuck, he thought. It was the greatest thing in the world, of that there could be no doubt. He still couldn't believe what had happened to him, but he knew he couldn't have dreamed anything so fantastic.
"That was great," Ann told him.
"Oh, Aunty kin, that was the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. I can't believe how good it feels," he said.
"Well, I'm really glad to be the one to turn you on to fucking. I'm sure now that you know what it's, all about, you won't have trouble convincing your girl friends to share the joy with you."
"I hope not. I'd hate to have to go back to jerking off after this," he said.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with jerking off either. As a matter of fact, you'll probably find yourself getting tired of fucking from time to time, and you'll jerk off just for a change of' pace. Every form of sex is beautiful. I jerk off all the time."
"Do you really?" he asked in astonishment.
"Sure," she said, "but I fuck a few times a day, boy was flabbergasted by this world of sex that he was entering. There was so much pleasure to be had from so many sources. Now that he had broken the ice with his, aunt, he felt that that world would be opened to him.
He rolled off his aunt's body and lay snuggled up against her. His big prick was soft again, and he pressed it stickily against her side as he played gently with her tits. As they lay there, they talked about sex and Ann told him of some of her early experiences. He wouldn't have believed them if she hadn't shown him what a far-out chick she was by fucking him like she had.
As he listened to her stories, his prick began growing again. Ann figured her stories would have that effect on hint. She put her hand on his prick and fingered it sensuously as she continued talking. Billy slipped his fingers back into her cunt, too, and felt around in the mess of love juice and jism. They talked and diddled each other until they were lily recharged. Billy's prick was hard is a rock again and he was straining at the bit. Ann's cunt was flowing again, too.
She wanted to give him Mother lesson in love rather than repeat the first one over. They kissed for a long time while their hands were busy at each other's crotches. Ann broke the kiss and began moving down Billy's body. When he realized what she was about to do, his cock began vibrating with uncontrolled lust. He had never seen his prick react that way before, but he'd never had a lusty bitch like his aunt kidding her way down his body on the way to his prick with a blow-job for him.
When Ann's face was looking him directly in the piss-slit of his cock, she took the dong in both hands and kissed the tip. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked the bulbous head all' over. The taste of dried cum and her own juices filed her mouth. Opening wide, she took the dick into her mouth and sucked gently on it. Billy thought it was the greatest thing he'd ever experienced when he put his prick in her cunt, but this was even better. Ann managed to keep her teeth out of the way and her mouth felt like a soft, wet, hot envelope that was specifically designed to hold a cock. Her tongue was well-trained and she swirled it around his cock.
Billy couldn't. help writhing in pleasure as his aunt gave him one of her famous blow-jobs. She teased his prick until he was going crazy with building passion. When Ann had him moaning from the lascivious pressure in him, she began moving her head back and forth on his prong. She slid the cock-head down her throat, then brought it into her mouth again.
As he was about to come, Billy looked down at her body. He noticed that she had one hand on her own crotch and he could see her middle finger moving back and forth. When he realized that she was playing with herself while giving him a blow-job, his excitement doubled. That was just the kinky sort of thing that really turned on more experienced lovers, and for a kid like Billy, it was mind-shattering. Thp delicious sensations she was creating in his cock with her mouth were magnified by her simultaneous masturbation.
Billy dug his fingers in Ann's hair and held her head while it bobbed back and forth on his soon-to-explode prick. His mouth was wide open and his breath was rushing in and out in passionate. grunts of pleasure. The taut skin on his cock. was tingling and the nerves leading through his belly were carrying high-voltage ecstasy. Her tongue on the underside of his cock-head was rubbing the skin with so much friction that Billy knew he would have to come soon or faint. His body trembled as in a fit, and he climaxed.
He filled Ann's mouth with his hot fuck-cream. The second orgasm was always more intense when he jerked off, and he found it true for tucking, too,
except that his climaxes with Ann were ten times as powerful as the ones he induced himself. As his cock emptied its jism into her mouth, Ann gulped it down her throat. Once again, Billy's prick was limp. This time, though, he was so spent and his cock so completely polished oft that he had to collapse on the couch immediately. He couldn't even talk. Neither could Ann, who was in the grip of an orgasm herself.
Having her mouth filled with his sweet juice just at the moment that she was bringing herself off with her finger, had sent her into the depths of sexual madness. Billy looked down at her when he heard her desperate moans of pleasure. He saw his aunt as he had never seen her before. She was on the other end of the couch. Her hand was still on her cunt and her body was thrown back over the ann of the couch. She was jerking every now and then with no particular rhythm. There was a trickle of his jism coming from one corner of her mouth and running down her chin. Every time she jerked, her tits quivered wildly. She had been howling loudly, but she was beginning to calm down.
Soon Ann was as spent as Billy, and they snuggled up with each other again. Ann sent Billy for a few drinks and she put on a stack of records. It was turning out just as she hoped it would, and she hoped Bob and Jane were having a good time at the play. She would have to watch the time; she didn't want Billy's parents showing up while they were lying naked on the couch. After they sipped down a few drinks, Ann suggested that they get dressed. She hated to see him cover up that wonderful equipment of his, but if they had to start scrambling with their clothes while Bob and Jane were knocking on the door, it wouldn't look too good. Ann knew that her chances of getting Billy between her legs again would be much better if Jane had no suspicions.
Ann and Billy were lying on the couch, fully dressed, when the doorbell rang. Ann opened it and her sister and brother-in-law came in. They asked how she was feeling, she told them better.
"Billy and I have had a nice quiet evening right here. How was the play?" Ann said.
"It was very good. I'm glad you suggested it to us," Bob answered, and proceeded to tell Ann all about it.
The four of them sat in the living worn sipping coffee that Ann had brewed. She warned Billy to watch what he said and not to mention that she had given him drinks. After the talk about the play died down, they spoke of other things. When they finished their coffee, Bob said that they bad to be going. They were leaving early the next morning and they invited Ann to visit them soon. She said she would and looked at Billy with a smile.
"Maybe Billy could come here and spend some time with me," she said.
They all agreed that that would be a good idea.
They all kissed Ann and said good-bye. When they left, Ann felt nice to be alone after a busy day. Billy had turned out to be quite a stud, and she was proud of him. Ann lay down on the couch again and thought about her day. As she thought about Billy and his big cock, she could feel her cunt begin to glow again.
Ann relived the episode, playing over each detail in her mind. That, and other sex-filled subjects occupied her mind that night. Very often Ann would give herself to contemplation of past [ticks for a few hours before she went to bed. When she got into bed that night, her mental activity had gotten her ready for a leisurely finger-fucking session. That would relax her completely.
Lying on her stomach, with her hand under her pubic bone so her fingers stuck dawn between her thighs, she inserted her middle finger in the crack of her cunt. She had purposely left Billy's cum in there, and now it oozed around her finger as she rubbed her clitoris. She moved her hips so her cunt ground into her finger as the finger wiggled on the bud. Her last orgasm that day was as nice as all the others, and as it leveled off and disappeared, she fell asleep.