Brad kissed the women goodbye and shook hands with Eddie next morning and, just before he left, said to them all: «Maybe if I can't make it back here in a few weeks, I can fly down to Susan's, instead. Think about that, kids, Beth.»
Then he was gone to the taxi, and there was a hole in their lives. Beth turned on the dishwasher and Eddie helped his sister dust and vacuum, since nobody wanted the servants back as yet. It had been a long night for everybody; he and Brad had taken turns on the women, after that second hurried climaxing with the four of them blended together. Brad had fucked his sister dog fashion, while Linda rode Eddie's prick like an eager jockey. Then they changed over, dipping their shafts alternately into the plush, mellow cunt and the excited young pussy. They had run out of gas somewhere around midnight, eaten a late snack, showered and gone to bed – Eddie with his Auntie Beth and Brad with his niece, to spend the rest of the night as they pleased.
Now they would have to adjust their ways of loving and return to a trio. Which wasn't all that bad, Eddie admitted; he didn't mind being stud to his sister and aunt, and they could ball themselves if either of them felt slighted. It wasn't as if everything was now coming to an end – as it might be, when Eddie and Linda had to go home. Thinking about the trip, Eddie knew he'd have to push his aunt into contacting somebody else.
He found her tidying up the kitchen, looking terrific in a soft robe of pale green that clung to her hips and breasts and set off the bright gleaming of her hair.
«Auntie,» he said, «do you have any close women friends, married ones?»
She looked at him. «A few, Eddie. Why?»
«We need someone to take Uncle Brad's place,» he said. «Not that anybody really could, but let's say a temporary replacement. I know how much fun it is for you to take other pricks besides mine, and I'll always dig putting it to some strange pussy. So I thought maybe we could get one of your friends over and work on her – or him. It might be a little more difficult, making it the first time with husband and wife together.»
Beth arched one tailored eyebrow and put a hand upon her hip. «That's a great idea, Eddie, but I don't know who I'd trust enough to – wait a second; oh yes, I do! Isobel Zachary, of course. I think she's been having a few discreet affairs over the past couple of years, and besides, I've always been a little interested in her husband. Clayton is a handsome man, quite distinguished and hopefully, sexy.»
«Sounds good,» Eddie said. «How old are they?»
She sat down at the kitchen table and smiled at him. «Older than me. Isobel is forty, but very well kept and attractive; I'm certain you'll like her. Clayton is about five years older, greying at the temples. Funny, I never really admitted to myself that I'd ever looked at him other than as a friend. Now I'm getting excited, wondering how it will be to get my hand on his prick and to go on from there. Do you have any ideas how to go about seducing one of them? Clayton commutes to an office every day, but Isobel should be home-«
«Call her,» Eddie suggested, «ask her to come over. Then after a few drinks, you can get curious about her affairs, and finally tell her what we're doing. We'll take it as it comes, then; okay?»
Nodding, Beth hurried to the phone and placed the call. Eddie gathered up his sister and they went upstairs to dress, so they would again look like innocent little kids instead of horny young sex machines. It wouldn't do, to hit this strange lady with too much at once. If she walked in and caught them bare-assed, she might cut out thinking that everybody at the Marshall house had freaked out.
«What's she look like?» Linda asked.
«Don't know,» he answered. «Auntie said she was forty and attractive. Now don't go grabbing my cock or goosing me, or anything gross like that. We don't want to scare off this new cunt. And don't forget, she has a husband. Man, it'll be groovy to put the prick to a woman with her old man right there, watching his wife take my meat.»
«And the other way around,» Linda said. «It's something we haven't done yet, and we can use the practice. I've been thinking more about making it with mom and dad, and decided that I should be the one to make the first move. You know how dad gets about half smashed on the night mom goes out to play cards? If you stay out of the way then, I'll try to turn him on, and if he doesn't back off right away, I'll just fuck him silly before he gets a chance to think it over.»
«Yeah,» Eddie said thoughtfully, «then we can work around to mom, maybe even with his help, because once he gets into your hot little snatch, he won't want to get cut off. We'll plan it all out on the way home.»
Isobel Zachary wore a pants suit, and Eddie blinked at the woman in astonishment, because she was about six feet tall and lean. She had hair that was black as midnight and cut in a shag, and her skin was olive and rose. She carried herself well, her back erect and her extremely long legs swinging freely, as a man might walk, and the woman seemed very self-confident. Her eyes were exotically slanted, the blue shadow enhancing them, and Eddie had to look away quickly, so she wouldn't catch him staring at her.
Damn, he thought; he hadn't expected a woman so much taller than he was, and one that was almost skinny, at that. But beneath the suit jacket and pink blouse, her tits seemed to be tip-tilted and solid, though no bigger than Linda's budding breasts. Then he thought of being wrapped into those long, tapering legs and flashed on the notion of being fucked, as a nine-year-old boy, by a grown woman.
After he and Linda were introduced, they went into the living room, supposedly to play music and such, leaving Beth and Isobel alone in the kitchen over coffee royales. But they only sneaked right back to where they could listen to the conversation between the two women.
«Well,» Isobel, said in her throaty voice, «they're both very good- looking kids, and if you hadn't told me differently, I'd swear they were twins. I'm glad you called, Beth; I was bored out of my skull sitting around the house, and I've been meaning to come over and cheer you up, anyhow.»
«The romance over?» Beth asked.
Eddie peeped through an ornate room divider to see Isobel tilt her dark head to one side. «You knew about that?»
«I guessed,» Beth answered. «Isobel, before I say anything more, I want you to know that I've changed completely. I'm no longer the moralistic, uptight person I was. If you've finished that royale, would you like something stronger?»
«I may need it, Beth. You're already surprising me all to hell with this new liberal attitude. If I didn't know you so well, I might even think that you've taken a lover yourself. There's a radiance about you, a happy youthfulness I never expected to see.»
Carefully, Eddie and Linda watched their auntie get glasses and mix drinks in them. After Isobel had sipped half of hers, Beth said, «I have taken a lover; in fact, I've had two of them.»
«What? The lovely, stuffy Beth confessing to something so out of context? I can't believe it! Who is he – they? Do I know them?»
Laughing. Beth said, «You've met one of them. He's the one who started it all.»
«Where did I meet a man like that? Surely, I'd remember, and – let's see, I haven't been here in about a month, when you were so down and blue. Beth, tell me who it is!»
«I'm not sure you're ready for it'» Beth said. «Better let me freshen your drink first.»
Isobel was sitting bolt upright, staring at Beth; her long legs were crossed, and Eddie wished the woman were wearing a skirt, so he could get a better look at those limber stems. Linda tickled his ear, and he pushed her hand away.
«Here's to lovers,» Beth toasted, lifting her glass. «And especially to a young one; a very young one.»
«I'll be damned,» Isobel said. «You've hired a gigolo.»
Beth's laugh was like silver bells pealing. «Oh no. Money couldn't buy the delicious kind of screwing I've been getting.»
The other woman drained her glass. «Now I know I'm hearing things; the snow princess said a dirty word. But you still haven't told me who; and don't think I'll be shocked, Beth Marshall. I've screwed four different men since I've been married to Clayton, and two before him. And right now, I think I'm just beginning to approach the peak of my sexual capabilities. So fire away.»
«All right,» Beth answered slowly. «I've been fucking the boy you just met – my nephew Eddie.»
Eddie could hear Isobel swallow dryly, and there was a long, tense moment before the woman said, «I take it all back. I'm not shockproof, after all. You mean – that boy – that cute kid and you-«
«He's the horniest, most accomplished lover any woman could ask for,» Beth said. «Except possibly for my brother Brad, but I'm not really comparing them; they're both terrific.»
«Pour me another drink,» Isobel said shakily. «And I thought I was the neighborhood swinger. How – what-«
«He crawled into my bed when I was smashed,» Beth continued. «I tried to pretend that I was dreaming, but when he fucked me again the next day, it was too good for imagination. We just went on from there.»
«But the little girl-«
«Oh, she's part of it, too. Eddie and Linda have been screwing each other for months now, and she seduced my brother when he came by for a quick visit. That set him up for me, in turn, and the four of us balled together for days and nights on end.»
After another interval of thoughtful silence, Isobel said, «But why are you suddenly telling me all this?»
«Because I thought you'd like to join us,» Beth answered calmly. «Eddie is deeply interested in older women now, and I – well, I've always admired you tremendously, Isobel. I think you're beautiful and sexy, and I envied you your freedom. I'd like to love you, too.»
Peering through the divider, Eddie saw the other woman flinch. «That, too? You're making me seem like a schoolkid, Beth. I-I don't know what to say.»
«Just say you'll have another drink; then we can go into the living room where you can be properly introduced to Eddie. I imagine he and his sister are listening to every word we're saying, and I'd bet that his nice young prick is stiff as can be, right now.»
«I'll have another drink» Isobel murmured dutifully. «I sure as hell need it.»
Eddie and Linda hurried into the living room, where his sister said, «You think we ought to strip now, or wait a little bit?»
«Maybe we'd better wait. Isobel acts a little jumpy, so we'll give the liquor time to work. Wow; I never thought I'd get to fuck a woman that tall. She has the longest, slickest looking legs I ever saw. I'll bet she can tie them in knots around a guy when she's screwing. I wish her old man was right here to see her do it, this first time.»
«He might kick your ass,» Linda commented, «unless he's getting some of Auntie Beth's good pussy, or mine. Fair is fair.»
They were sitting together on the long, low couch when Beth led the other woman into the room. Isobel's olive face was slightly flushed, and she hesitated, only flicking her brown eyes at Eddie. Smiling, Beth let go her hand and moved to Eddie, saying, «Stand up, darling. I want to show you off to my best friend. She's a little shy right now, but I'm certain she'll come around soon. Let me help you take off that tee shirt.»
He raised his arms, staring intently at the tall, lean woman. Beth pulled his tee shirt over his head, then reached for the zipper on his jeans. Patiently, he waited until she drew the pants down his legs, then stepped out of them, kicking off his sneakers. He didn't have on shorts, and his prick began to lift slowly, stiffening and swelling as it climbed above the curly-haired sack of his balls.
«There,» Beth breathed, «isn't that a beautiful young cock? It's perfectly hard, and he uses it so wonderfully. I'm really making you quite a present, Isobel.»
The woman was still standing silently, as if in shock, so Eddie walked toward her, his now fully erect prick pointing the way. When he got close, he discovered that his head was just level with her tits. Reaching up, he peeled back her suit jacket, and slid it down her nerveless arms. He saw a tremble shake her thin body as he unbuttoned the sheer blouse and lifted it away. Her tits were small and cone- shaped; held in confinement by a lacy white bra, they moved up and down with excitement. It would have been awkward for him to reach around and fumble with the bra snaps, so Eddie unfastened her slacks instead, and, robotlike, she lifted one amazingly long leg at a time, so he could pull them off.
He saw the intriguing mound of her pussy, its pouting shape held in check by the lacy panties, the jet black hairs flattened against nylon. Running his eyes over her skin, he admired the supreme length of the willowy legs and the flatness of her belly, enjoying the tiny ripples that were racing over her taut body.
Beth drifted behind the woman like a golden shadow, and did something to the bra hooks before stepping away again. Isobel's tits sprang free, their nipples so darkly brown they looked black, the globes of her breasts not quite firm now, but sagging only a little; and Eddie liked the looks of them.
When he touched the swollen head of his prick to her upper thigh, Isobel flinched, but he hooked his thumbs into the tops of her panties and pulled. The nylon undies sailed down her narrow thighs and seemed to float to the carpet so she could step out of them. Now she was totally nude, and he stared at the beautiful ebony curls of her pubic mound, at the beguiling sculpture of her pussy. The woman was trembling continuously now, her breath rasping in her throat, and his agitated cock was stirring hungrily in answer.
Taking her hand, he led her to the couch, and Linda moved away to give them room. Isobel collapsed there, losing control of her long, supple body section by section. Helplessly, she sprawled on the pillows, her exotically slanted eyelids drooping, and the nipples of her tits stabbing the warm air like arrowheads.
«You're beautiful,» Eddie said down to her. «You're forty years old and a guy's wife, and you're very beautiful. I'm going to fuck you now, Mrs. Isobel Zachary.»
He lay down on top of the supine, lean body, and when he kissed the woman's panting mouth, his prick was pressed against her rib cage, his balls into her quivering belly because she was so much longer than he. At first her mouth was still, the red lips unmoving, but when he slid his questing tongue into the spiced warmness Isobel began to respond, and soon her tongue was curling around his, all wet and slippery and hot, as her breath panted into his mouth and her sharp teeth raked his.
Eddie broke the lingering kiss and moved his mouth down her throat, trailing his tongue in a hot path between her heaving breasts. Isobel arched against him then, her heated flesh feeling new and different, the sliding of her olive skin not yet familiar. He turned his face and caught one of the dark erectile nipples in his lips, to run his tongue over the pulsing faucet.
Opening his lips wide, he drew almost the entire small globe into his mouth and sucked on it, feeling the nipple against the roof of his mouth and tasting the exciting flavors of her tit. The woman's breath hissed above him when he released her breast and trailed down her ribs, sliding his own body lower as he kissed her quivering belly.
Then he couldn't stop, although his prick was jerking in eagerness to plunge into the black-haired, unknown pussy. Since Eddie had gone this far, now he also wanted to know the juices of that strange cunt in his mouth, wanted to turn her on so much that Isobel would freak out in orgasm after wild orgasm.
So he licked along the outer edges of her pubic hair, and she lifted her pelvis to him, so that he could slide his hands beneath the slim cheeks of her ass. Breathing in the spicy aromas of her aroused vulva, he teased his tongue through the clinging hairs and hit the upper reaches of her pussy lips. Isobel jerked then, her hips swinging in quick arcs, her mound rising and falling.
Digging his fingernails into her ass, he jammed his face down into that steamy mound, parting the hairs with his probing tongue to find the feverish wetness of her labia. Joyfully, he went into those sweet and rubbery lips, slipping his tongue between them and reaching up into the crevice of the vagina itself.
Inside, she was so juicy and hot, and when he felt around the sheath, the woman heaved against his mouth, humping lasciviously to his teeth. He held tightly to the cheeks of her narrow ass and sucked, bringing part of the greasy lining of her cunt into his mouth where he could chew tenderly upon it, so he could bathe it with his tongue and adore it with mobile lips.
Her love oils flowed like a perfumed stream, wetting his cheeks and chin before he had even stabbed up into her clitoral hood, and when he found the throbbing clit, Isobel went crazy. Those exceptionally long and tapered legs hiked to coil around his shoulders, the smooth thighs pressing against his head as she tried to bury his entire face into the fluctuating hotness of her madly aroused pussy. Tangling her fingers into his hair, she drove her crotch against his mouth with twisting, fucking motions, screwing his tongue as if it were a stroking prick, wiggling and squirming while the copious rush of her vaginal oils squished. Of the three women he'd known, this one had the slickest, wettest cunt; it was like she meant to drown him in her juices.
Dragging her vibrating clitoris into his teeth, Eddie sucked on it, rolled it around, pressed against it. Through the loving entrapment of her thighs, he could hear her moaning, and feel the tattoo of her heels as she drummed them upon his lower back and the cheeks of his ass.
«Oh!» she cried out loudly. «Oh, you wonderful little bastard! Oh darling, lover – you sweet kid – oh, Eddie – eat me! Lick deeper into my pussy, darling – suck my cunt, drink my juices. Oh – ahh, yes; that's the way, like that! What a wonderful cunt eater you are – I never had it done like this – oh – oh! I can't stand it – I can't take any more. I'm about to come – to come – COME!»
Rolling and twisting her crotch into his mouth, her clit leaping against his tongue, Isobel came with a tremendous surging of her hips, and her inflamed cunt seethed; more slippery liquids came oozing into his mouth, and he gulped them gladly, his tongue continuing to work around her violently pulsing clitoris. A great rolling shudder moved through the woman, and her thighs suddenly fell away from his head, her legs slid down his back.
Eddie lifted his dripping face and saw that her head was thrown back and her eyes closed, that her pointed tits were jerking up and down in time with the quaking of her belly. She looked as if she had passed out in the throes of an overwhelming ecstasy, but he didn't give a damn if she was unconscious or not. He was going to get into her pussy anyway, to fuck this gorgeously wet cunt he had just eaten so hungrily, and his jetting come would add to the juiciness there.