Herb watched Aunt Dee putting away the groceries. She was wearing a thin, silky, brown dress that showed off her ass to full advantage. Under the chocolate brown
material, the big globes of ass-flesh trembled, contracted as she reached up high into a cupboard, and rubbed against each other when she walked. The rich color complemented her fair skin, dark hair, and green eyes. Unaware that her fifteen-year-old nephew was watching her body as it moved, the attractive woman leaned over to pick up a brown paper bag, and Herb could see down the front of her dress, her full and juicy-looking boobs. As he looked at this woman, who was his aunt, his mother's young sister, the boy still could not believe that not only had he fucked this self-possessed woman, but he had seen her bare-assed naked, taking on a whole troop of horny Boy Scouts. She had spread her full thighs for them, revealed her black-haired beaver and the split, ripe, fruit-like cunt.
Aunt Dee kicked off her shoes and stepped on a stool to put away a can of coffee. As she rose oil her tiptoes, Herb watched her skirt ride up above her knees while the muscles in her calves tightened and accentuated the sexiness of her woman's legs. When next, the twenty-nine-year-old woman, who was his aunt, bent, her ass held out towards him, Herb's pecker had grown stiff with longing. He wanted to screw this lovely, grown-up woman. A week ago, if he had seen a beautiful woman like Aunt Dee and gotten hard from looking at her body, Herb would have only one source of relief: jerking off. He would have run into the bathroom and, while thinking about the woman naked and how it would feel to fuck her, he would have rubbed his stiff prick until the spunk came. Now, Herb knew that he did not have to toss himself off to get rid of his hard-on. He could stick it into the beautiful, mature woman, into her cunt or even into her hot, tight, asshole between those powerful fat ass-cheeks of hers, and ride her until he spunked inside of her.
Herb got up from the kitchen chair, his prick hard with lust, walked over to his stooping aunt, raised the hem of her chocolate-brown dress until he could see the bottom of those delicious-looking ass-cheeks-bare, because the woman wasn't wearing any underwear. Wisps of coarse, black hair stuck out from between the softly rounded fleshy, cheeks. Herb put his hand between the globes of flesh, feeling the warmth as his fingers probed for the fat, hairy rolls of cunt-flesh. He found her split quim and ran his fingers along the warm, wet groove.
"Herbie, stop it now, will you?" Aunt Dee chided him, but her protests were halfhearted. Herb stroked his aunt's cunt, while her naked asshole was pressed against his wrist. His prick was fully erect now, leaking those first few drops of clear, sticky liquid, ready for fucking a female.
"You're nice and wet, Aunt Dee," he told her. "You're as ready to fuck as I am. He ran his free hand under her skirt and over the naked cheeks of her ass. He felt the lovely, smooth woman-flesh with one hand, while his other slid along the groove of his young aunt's cunt, feeling for her clit.
"Herbie! The groceries!" the beautiful woman protested, as her nephew found the pea-sized nub, sensitive to his touch. He frigged her clit, knowing that this would arouse her until she just had to have cock or lose her mind.
The woman started rotating her magnificent ass, while her young nephew worked her up. Her cunt leaked, drooling the lubricating fluid that meant a woman was set to take on a stiff prick.
Working away at her cunt with one hand, the fifteen-year-old boy left off feeling his young aunt's marvelous, naked ass, and reached under, unbuttoned her dress down to her waist and let her naked tits dangle into his palm. By playing with her nipples, tits, and clit, the boy had the mature woman in a state of sexual readiness. Reaching behind her, the lovely woman unzipped the boy's pants and took out his hard prick.
"Give it to me, Herbie," she said in a husky voice.
Herb bent his knees a bit, while his aunt stood on her toes, legs slightly apart, bent at the knees, pelvis backthrust, back arched at the waist, so that he could slide his hard cock into the warm, wet sheath of her womanhood-her cunt. From behind, the fifteen-year-old boy stuck his stiff prick into his aunt's hot quim.
"Jeez that feels good, Herbie," the woman said.
"I know, Aunt Dee," the boy said. "There's nothing that feels as good as fucking." He gave her a few thrusts. "Unless it's more fucking." He started in on her. The unmistakable smell of a mature woman at the peak of sexual arousal wafted, up from her back-pouched quim as the boy's prick, glistening with her cunt-juice, went in and out, making a squishy sound.
The size of her ass kept Herb from penetrating as deeply as he wanted, and he threw himself against the fleshy cushions of her ass with every one of his thrusts, so that the woman had to hold on to the kitchen counter to keep from being thrown on her face. Finally, keeping his prick moving hi and out of her wet snatch, the woman lowered herself by bending her knees and her fucking nephew followed suit. Together they fell forward, she flat on her belly, legs apart, ass up, while the boy kept fucking. Viciously, the fifteen-year-old boy fucked his aunt's naked ass, feeling the globes of flesh against his naked hips and thighs. The woman stuck her ass up higher so that she could get more prick in with every thrust.
"Harder, harder," the woman pleaded with the boy. "I'm nearly there, Herbie. Come on! Split me open! That's it! Give it to me. Give it to me-Arrgh!" His aunt moaned and bucked her ass as she got off.
Without missing a stroke, Herb kept on fucking her. She was better, if anything, since her gang-banging by the Boy Scout troop. Having lam naked while boys fucked her one after another, then-companions looking on, had removed all inhibitions from the ripe woman. She wanted-she demanded-sexual gratification from her fucker.
Herb, for his part, had learned to control his spunk. He could hold back and give a cunt the reaming it deserved. He could give a woman pleasure and make her lose her senses as she came, crying out in her lust, her cunt-flesh twitching with the spasms of the female orgasm.
After getting herself off, Aunt Dee turned over on her back and grabbed Herb's still-hard prick and put it back inside herself again. The twenty-nine-year-old woman was now lying on her back, her knees drawn up, her dress bunched up above her waist, while between her naked thighs, her fifteen-year-old nephew was rendering her stud service. Aunt Dee raised her naked legs up as she ground her hips and slowly drew the hot sperm from her nephew's balls.
Herb gave a hoarse cry and let go. He felt his spunk erupt and flood his aunt's inner belly. With the image of her lying there, naked from the waist down, bared just for him to gain access to her secret flesh, her juicy cunt, Herb emptied his nuts completely into his aunt's cunt hole.
"You're the best," Herb told his aunt a few minutes later, while he dried his prick on a dish towel. "I mean there couldn't be any other woman or girl better than you, Aunt
Dee."
His aunt was wiping between her legs with another kitchen towel, and Herb watched her thick growth of cunt-hair, black and coarse, against the "white linen.
"Herbie," she said, "you were my first lover. And nothing can ever change that. You're a wonderful boy, and I'll spread for you anytime, but Herbie, I'm going to have to try some men. I've never fucked a grown-up man, do you know that, Herbie? Now don't you look so downcast, Herbie. You're only fifteen, and a boy. A very mature boy and a wonderful sex partner. But Herbie, in the long run, it might be better if you tried fucking some girls your own age."
"I did, Aunt Dee-Julie and Lisa-but let me tell you, you're the best, Aunt Dee. When I fuck you, I never want it to stop."
"I'm flattered, Herbie," Aunt Dee said and tugged her chocolate brown skirt down over her naked ass and belly. "But your parents are coming back tonight, and you're going home with them. You may want to visit me once or twice a month, and maybe we'll have a good fuck once in a while." She stroked his hair. "But Herbie, I don't want you to be jealous. I can't be exclusively yours. It's high time, I tried it with a man."
Three days later, Aunt Dee was sorry that she had ever said those things to her young nephew Herb. Since he had left, she hadn't as much as seen a boy's, let alone a man's, cock. And she was aching to have somebody fuck her. She sat on the sofa in her living room and fingered her clit. She had frigged herself to orgasm at least a dozen times since her nephew had gone back home. It was no good, she
thought, as she put her bare feet up on the couch, spread her thighs, and used her finger on her clit. She rubbed the little nub while she thought of men's cocks, all big, all swollen with hard-ons, all belonging to men just dying to get them into her hot, twitchy twat. It was no good-she needed more than her finger now, she needed more than the candle that lay forgotten upstairs in her dresser drawer, a poor substitute for the real thing. A few times, she had tried to pick up a man, but the ones she had seen had done nothing for her. Almost crying in frustration, she pulled her dress back down and thought about a hot tub-bath, when the front doorbell rang.
Standing on the front stoop was a young man in the greenish-khaki uniform of the Boy Scouts. He wore long pants and had a green tie instead of the neckerchief the boys all wore. "Hello, ma'am," he said haltingly. "I'm Bob Shepherd, Herb's Scoutmaster. May I come in?"
Aunt Dee hoped that he couldn't smell her finger. She wore a green dress to match her eyes, and it set off her fair skin and dark hair to advantage as as had the chocolate brown one. She was barefoot, and that made her feel vulnerable, and she rubbed one bare foot with the toes of the other.
"May I?" the young man repeated. "Or if you prefer, we could, of course, talk right
here-"
"Of course, come in, come in," Aunt Dee said. Looking down at the young Scoutmaster's crotch, she opened the door wide to him. He seemed to have a nice fat and long cock from what she could tell by the bulge running down the inside of his left thigh. His ass was small and muscular, Aunt Dee noted, as he went across the room. "What can I do for you Mr.-ah-Sheppers?"
"Shepherd," the youthful Scoutmaster corrected her. "This is sort of awkward for me, ma'am," he said. "You see there've been complaints-some of the parents of the boys in our troop."
"Complaints?" Aunt Dee repeated. She tucked her legs up on the sofa, knowing that she was showing a lot of bare thigh, and that her legs were good. "What kind of complaints, Mr. Shepherd?"
The young man sighed. "Well for one, there are reports that a couple of girls, one of them your niece, I believe, tried to be forward with our boys. Now, we try and discourage any sort of unclean thoughts among the boys. In that way, we hope to eliminate-ah-self-abuse."
"Self-what?" Aunt Dee asked, although she knew very well that the young man was talking about the boys jerking off.
"Ah, masturbation," the Scoutmaster said.
"What have a bunch of little boys pulling their puds have to do with me?" Aunt Dee asked.
The young man blushed at her language. "To be frank ma'am, there were some of the boys who told their parents that you let them-ah-take certain liberties with your-ah-person."
"You mean that I let them feel me up?" Aunt Dee asked.
"I believe that was what they were referring to. I cannot believe that you would have allowed it to go any further."
"You know, you're not bad-looking," Aunt Dee said. "Not bad-looking at all. "Ma'am?" the Scoutmaster stammered.
Aunt Dee got up from her sofa and walked over toward the Scoutmaster. She moved her body sensuously, seeing his eyes on her bra-less tits. When she got right up to him, she squatted down, keeping her bare knees together, but knowing that the hem of her dress fell away from her ass and thighs, and that the man, if he cared to look, would see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She took up his limp hand in her own and put it palm out on her right breast.
"Ma'am," the Scoutmaster said and had trouble swallowing. "Ma'am, you're the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen."
Aunt Dee put the Scoutmaster's hand inside of her dress and let him feel bare tit. She watched with pleasure as his pants began to tent. In another five minutes, she'd have this succulent young man fucking her. Reaching out, the woman unzipped the young Scoutmaster's fly and took out his swelling prick. It was a nice big one, and Aunt Dee kissed it and started to mouth it, while the Scoutmaster began to breathe hard and, although feeling her tit, said*, "Ma'am, please."
"Come on," Aunt Dee said to him, "let's clean your plumbing out."
"Ma'am, I respect you," the Scoutmaster said.
"Don't tell me you're a virgin?" Aunt Dee asked him and then bent back to sucking his stiff prick.
"No ma'am," the Scoutmaster said. "But you're the mother of one of my boys-" "Aunt," she said. "I'm not Herbie's mother, only his aunt."
"Oh, that's better then," the Scoutmaster said and looked down at the beautiful woman who was licking and sucking his cock.
"Come on down on the floor with me," Aunt Dee said and pulled the young Scoutmaster out of his chair by his hands and on top of her lush body.
She let him lie against her until she felt his pecker twitching, then she extricated herself, rolled the young man over on his back, undid his belt, and pulled off his trousers and underpants. He had a luscious pair of big balls under his thick prick. Aunt Dee knelt and mouthed it again. When she could taste his first juice in her mouth, she shifted around until her knees were one at either side of his head, so that the youthful Scoutmaster could see and smell her cunt. She pulled up her dress, high, before taking his stiff prick into both hands again and sucking it with a vengeance.
"Oh, god that's good!" the young man cried out, and found that the woman was lowering her body, her hairy, strong-smelling snatch for him to eat. The Scoutmaster had eaten cunt before, but none as delicious as Aunt Dee's. This woman's box was something special. Of course it wasn't the gash alone, it was the idea of seeing this lovely woman's cunt bare and lubricating, ready for prick. The Scoutmaster ran his tongue along the groove of Aunt Dee's cunt, and she started to move her nice, full hips with passion.
Eating a man, Aunt Dee found, was different from eating a boy. The man smelled stronger, a pungent scent came to her nostrils from the young man's balls. Then there were the hairy legs and ass and the beard stubble that prickled her cunt as the young man sucked her sex box.
Even as she blew him, bringing his dick to the full stiffness necessary for good fucking, Aunt Dee knew that this would be a superb fuck. She could hardly restrain herself. She wanted to take the young man's prick inside of herself, let it love her and rub her until it erupted. In wonder, Aunt Dee looked at the big balls-those were man's balls-and suddenly Aunt Dee learned that she was dealing with a man this time, not an inexperienced boy.
The Scoutmaster reached up and pulled the woman's big buttocks apart. Then, pressing his face into the intimate flesh of her crotch, he started to drink in great mouthfuls of her cunt liquids. When he was ready to fuck, he upended the woman, keeping her dress high, laid her on her back, and knelt between her legs. He felt her breasts up until she began to moan, then slowly but relentlessly he entered her. His prick slid in between the pink, fleshy petals of her cunt lips, and up her snatch.
Aunt Dee humped.
She wanted cock, and this was it! She moved her powerful ass, and the Scoutmaster knew that he was getting fucked. He knew that this was a woman whose ass he was cutting. Slowly, he fucked her with all the expertise he could muster from having
screwed about two dozen girls and women. He was going to make her pop her ovaries off, and more than once!
The woman embraced him, bit his ear, called him "lover" and drove him wild with her lust. She fucked as if she hadn't had cock for years! But he knew that a good-looking woman such as this must have had plenty of pricks shoved up her.
Aunt Dee opened herself up, shamelessly, she spread herself wide to let this young man taste the full fire and.sweetness of her womanhood. Her twat, her belly, her asshole, the entire groin, pelvis, and crotch were swollen with lust, as she took on a man for the first time in her life. Aunt Dee enjoyed the feel of his body on hers, the strength of his prick as it stretched the elastic lining of her cunt-sheath, as it made her feel so completely a woman. She moved her big ass, giving the man fucking her as much pleasure as she could, and getting all she could out of this-the best piece of man's tail, any woman could ever dream of having. Crying out her delight, Aunt Dee got off, feeling her pelvis pop with the spasms and flashes of a good, full come.
This was different from the many small comes she had gotten when the Boy Scouts had gang-fucked her, it was different from the nice orgasms that she had experienced with Herbie. This was deeper, fuller, more lasting. She howled her lust out as the Scoutmaster caught her fever and let his prick spurt cum. As Aunt Dee clutched him with her magnificent legs, her ankles crossed in the small of the young man's back, and she received the love spunk of a man only seven years younger than she was.
"All of it, lover," she urged, humping while the Scoutmaster kept pumping his cum into her.
As she stretched languorously after the best fuck she had ever had, Aunt Dee knew that this young man was going to service her often and fully.
Briefly, she wondered if Herbie had found a girl to give him what he needed yet. Chapter 10
Herb watched his prick grow bigger under the warm spray of the shower. When it was semi-hard, he started to beat it. All the time that he was stroking himself off, he thought of girls, older girls, and women, like Aunt Dee. He thought of Aunt Dee putting out for Shepherd, his Scoutmaster, and became jealous. The Scoutmaster had a terrific collection of fuck magazines and books. They showed men and women doing it in all sorts of positions, and he probably was teaching Aunt Dee some of these kinky things. Herb wanted to fuck, he didn't want to have to beat off like this. He felt ashamed and disgusted with himself. Just a few days ago, he had had all the ass that he could handle: Aunt Dee of course, and then there had been Julie and Lisa. But now, he had only his fist to give him relief. Aunt Dee was into men. He'd
seen her downtown a couple of times with some real old guys, guys with grey hair and all-that was when she wasn't running around with that horny Scoutmaster. Herb wished that Julie had stayed in-town, over at Aunt Dee's. The blonde had been a good piece of tail-not as good as Aunt Dee maybe-but she had always been good for a quick fuck to take the edge off his rut. Then there had been Lisa, who had a lovely little ass that wouldn't stop. Well they were both back in reform school now. Julie had been picked up a couple of days ago, and he'd heard only yesterday how Lisa had been found about a hundred miles away, on the highway, standing by an expensive car with a guy behind the wheel who was dead-heart attack, they said. Lisa had been taken in by the state police, and it was just a matter of minutes until it became known that she was wanted for escaping from reform school.
Herb let the warm water caress his dick, closed his eyes and thought of a girl, a lovely girl, a few years older than he was. The kind of girl who never gave him a tumble. He thought of such a girl, naked and spreading her legs for him, and his hands started to stroke faster and faster, when-
"Herbie! Herbie!" It was his mother.
Damn! He couldn't even get himself off in the darned shower any more.
"Herbie, I need you to go over to the market for me, hurry up," his mother said through the door.
The store! There was nothing more boring than the damned store. And soon it would be back to school and the same stupid routine. Herb finished showering and dried himself. He would run away, first chance he had. Go somewhere where he could get ass whenever he needed it. He put on his underwear and went to his room to dress.
Twenty minutes or so later, over at the supermarket, Herb was buying a pound of hamburger, when somebody behind him said, "I wish I knew how to make good stew."
Herb turned and saw this girl: long, dark hair, nicely fitting jeans, boobs that would make good handfuls. She must have been talking to somebody, a husband or boyfriend or another girl. She was about twenty-two or so, Herb figured, nice ass, nice legs from what he could tell through the jeans.
"I do so hate eating hamburger every day, don't you?" the girl said.
Herb looked around, and there was nobody there at the meat counter but he and the girl.
"I don't like hamburger much either," he said, "but my mom-" he shrugged. The girl gave him a warm smile. "I know how it is," she said.
"Listen," Herb said, "I've got this recipe for stew, from the Scouts, and it's real good, if you'd like, I could-"
"Sure," the girl said, opened her purse and took out a small pad and a pencil. "Would you mind?"
Herb wrote the Scout recipe for stew down for her. When he gave the pencil and pad back to her, his fingers touched hers and she gave him another encouraging smile. "Well, thank you," she said and wheeled her carriage away.
At the checkout stand, he bumped into the girl once more. Again, she smiled, and Herb asked casually, "I could cook that stew for you, you know. That is if you want
me to."
"I'd love that," the girl said.
Herb followed her outside and found that she had a neat sports car. She drove a few blocks to a nice apartment house, and they went upstairs.
Herb prepared the stew, put it on the fire, and found the girl in the living room.
"By the way," the girl said, "my name's Penny."
Herb introduced himself. "That stew'll take another couple of hours," he said. "I guess I better go now."
"You don't have to," the girl said.
"Then I won't," Herb said. "What would you like to do?"
The girl looked him up and down. "I don't know. Any suggestions?"
"Well, depends on what you like," Herb said. "You like to fuck?"
"Yeah," the girl said, "but I'm really into multiple orgasms, and I find that most guys can't do me enough to give me more than three."
"What guys have you been doing it with?" Herb asked.
"Oh, just guys and a couple of profs over at State College. I'm a senior there."
"I can get you off six, seven times easy," Herb bragged.
"You think so?" Penny seemed interested.
"I know so," Herb said. "I was going with this twenty-nine-year-old woman, and I had her popping off like a machine gun."
"I bet you never even had a piece of ass," Penny said. "But I'm ready to call your bluff." She stood up, unsnapped her jeans, took them down and off, and peeled her bikini pants off a lovely pair of legs.
Herb stared in disbelief. Here was a twenty-two-year-old college girl taking her pants off for him to screw her! And she was real knockout too! Nice, almost flat belly, neat triangular bush, and she had stripped down for him to fuck her! Herb let his own pants drop, revealing a steadily growing hard-on.
"Not bad," the girl said, looking down at Herb's dick with interest. "Not bad at all."
He pulled his undershorts off, went over to the girl, put his arms around her and kissed her. Her tongue went immediately into his mouth, and he meshed tongues with her, smelling her clean, sweet scent. His naked thighs touched hers, and their bellies were pressed together. His hard 'prick was shoved tightly against the girl's coarse-haired beaver.
Herb put his hand under her sleeveless top and found a bare boob. He felt her up, while he kissed her.
"Want to fuck me?" she whispered in his ear.
"I'm going to," Herb said and ran his hands over her bare ass. It was firm and nicely rounded, a lovely college-girl kind of ass. Herb went for her cunt. It was small and neat, very wet, and smelled sweet but raunchy. Herb guided her over to the couch, pushed her backwards until she was lying on it. He had no trouble getting her legs apart. She spread for him, and examined her cunt, and then slowly stuck his prick into her.
She was a hot one all right. As soon as she felt dick, she went sort of crazy, out of control, and started to fuck him. The temperature inside of her cunt was hot, Herb felt, and he ground his hips down on hers as he gave her his full eight-and-a-half inches of meat.
He fucked her well and expertly, and after a couple of minutes, she screamed and came, hugging him, and calling him her lover. Herb kept fucking her, feeling her ass, cupping both her cheeks so that he could push her naked hips against himself while he rammed his meat into her. She smelled so good and felt so good on his prick that Herb forgot about all the other girls and women he had fucked or wanted to fuck. He just wanted to fuck Penny, and he was doing that, and she came again, screeching and clawing his back. Herb kissed her and felt her up and kept right on fucking her until she popped off again.
"My god," she smiled up at him, tears in her eyes. "I'm never letting you go, young man. Can you come up here and give it to me like this every night?"
"I'll give you as much fucking as you want and as you need," Herb promised.
"You're so young," Penny said, "I mean, and you can keep it up so long."
"I can get it up again real fast after I come," Herb boasted. "I mean with a girl like you it isn't difficult. You're the hottest, the sexiest girl I've ever met."
He kept right on fucking her, while she put her legs up around his neck and crossed her ankles at his nape. He could get way up inside of her that way, and he did and she started to cry out with joy as she came again.
Herb brought her to another climax with powerful strokes that rattled her teeth. This tune, he waited until she shrieked out, then he flooded her womb with his hot spunk, pumping spurt after spurt into the screaming girl.
"Listen," Penny said afterwards as she played with his balls to get him ready for another fuck. "Promise one thing."
"Anything," Herb said, his prick getting hard again in the college girl's caressing hand.
"Don't jack yourself off, Herb. I want you to save every drop for me."
"That's a promise," Herb said, and pushed the college girl onto her back. "I just hope you can take all that I can give you." He spread her cunt open and inserted his cock into her warm, wet cunt canal.
"I can take whatever you got," Penny said and began to return his fuck thrusts. "Just don't stop. Don't ever stop."
Herb thought that if there were a heaven, he must be in it. He popped his nuts off just as Penny came again. His prick barely went down. He kept on fucking the sexy college girl until he was rock-hard again. When she came off, he spurted spunk into her again. He filled her full of his juice as she went into her ecstasy.
He was still fucking her, carrying her into the kitchen five minutes later, holding her up by the ass-cheeks while she straddled him and rode his prick. He could fuck her while he cooked, while he ate, and while he slept.
Herb added water to the stew, covered it again, and laid Penny out on the kitchen table. Then he got on top of her, put his prick back into her willing cunt and fucked her to another screaming climax. He gave her three more before he shot his own nuts off again. He was still fucking her when the stew was done, and Penny begged him to stop so they could eat.