By the time Lori arrived in the living room, Marty had been invited in by the two kids. He was sitting on the couch, her niece and nephew nearby, chattering up a storm.
Lori frowned at them, but they paid no attention to her. "Would you like a drink, Marty?" she asked.
"Fine," he replied, grinning at her. "You know I like these two."
"They're little pests, that's what they are," she said, going to the kitchen to mix him a drink. "If they bother you, swat them on the behind!"
When Lori brought the drink to him, she found Janice sitting on his lap. "Janice," she said in a warning tone, "remember what I said? You get off Marty."
Janice was straddling his lap, facing him. She pouted up at her aunt and started to move, but Marty said, "No, stay where you are, Janice. Hey, I don't mind, really. They're cute kids."
Lori sat across from them on the floor near her feet. She thought, but wasn't sure, that Janice was wiggling her little ass against Marty's laps. She frowned. She was not the least bit jealous, tut she wasn't sure how Marty would take this. He had already made known his displeasure about Lori keeping them. At the moment, Marty did seem to be enjoying them, or at least enjoying Janice sitting on his lap. But if Janice was too forward, he might not enjoy that.
Marty was a horny man, she knew, but Janice was a young girl. It would not bother her if Marty fucked her niece, but it would bother her if something happened to the girl and Karen found out. They had been placed in her keeping, and Lori had to make sure they were okay.
Lori had lived alone for so many years that she sometimes slipped deep into thought when alone. She was deep in thought now, thinking about her niece and nephew, and was not aware that she had slumped in the chair, her knees somewhat apart. Nor was she aware that her nephew was peeking under her skirt, between her nyloned thighs, that Marty, too, could peek up her dress. Neither was she aware that Marty knew Stevie was peeking at her. When she did become aware of it, she blushed, clamping her knees together quickly.
Marty looked at Lori, a grin on his face. Stevie laughed.
"What's so damned funny?" Lori said, somewhat angrily. Her blush had deepened.
Lori primly smoothed her skirt over her thighs, mentally cursing herself for not wearing panties. But it didn't seem to bother Marty, she noticed. Janice was still straddling his lap, and this time she saw, without a doubt, her niece wiggle her little ass against him.
"Okay, you two," she said, sternly, "I think it's time for bed."
"Aw, Aunt Lori," Stevie complained. "You never make us go to bed this early."
"I'm sorry," she replied. "I told you two not to be pests, and you're bothering Marty. Scoot… off to bed, both of you."
Janice swung her legs from Marty, her skirt high on her slim thighs. She giggled, and Lori knew damn well she had lifted her leg that high on purpose. Marty had gotten a glimpse of her tight little panties.
Stevie and Janice kissed their aunt, then went off to bed, still pouting.
"I didn't mind, really, Lori," Marty said when they were alone. "You didn't have to be so rough on them."
Lori glanced at the front of his pants, and, just as she suspected, saw that his cock was quite hard. His prick was outlined there, showing that her niece had excited him. She raised her eyes knowingly at him.
"So what?" Marty said, understanding her expression. "Janice is a cute little thing, and if she's feeling a little sexy, that's natural, isn't it?"
"And I suppose it's natural for you to love it?" she said. "Sitting there with your fucking cock so hard and pressing, into her cunt!"
Marty grinned at Lori. "She started it."
"Oh, my God," Lori groaned. "You sound just like a kid. 'She started it.'"
"Does this look like a kid?" Marty said, opening his pants and removing his cock.
Lori stared, feeling immediate desire well up inside her. It was that way every time she saw a cock she would quickly steam up, her cunt pulsating wetly. She licked her lips with anticipation.
Getting to her feet, she went to Marty. She stood there for a moment looking down at his prick, then slowly sank to her knees before him. She reached out with an eager hand and closed her fingers around his cock. The powerful throb of his prick filled her fist as she slowly caressed up and down his cockshaft. Her hot eyes gazed at his swollen, smooth prickhead, the way the come juice dripped from his piss hole.
Holding his cock very tight, she pressed her fist hard into his groin. His cock seemed to become thicker and longer, and she mewled softly with bubbling desire. Leaning down, Lori kissed his dripping piss hole tenderly. When she lifted her face and smiled up at him, her lips glistened with the slippery fuck juice. Her tongue came out, licking slowly over them, tasting his come juice.
She moaned hungrily.
Lori dipped her head, her open mouth covering his swollen cock. Her lips closed hotly about his prick and her tongue raced about his piss hole. Her body shook with pleasure as she moved her lips down, taking his throbbing cock deeper and deeper.
Marty leaned back on the couch, his eyes wide, watching Lori's lips stretch around his cock. He placed his hands on her shoulders, scooting his ass to the edge of the cushions.
Lori sucked his cock fully into her mouth, his swollen prickhead slipping easily into her throat. Her mouth was totally stuffed with his hard cock, and her mind was reeling with the ecstasy she felt. She loved the hotness of a cock between her lips, the way a prick throbbed and filled her throat.
Lori was a born cocksucker and she knew it. She was not uncomfortable with her desire to suck cocks – she loved it and accepted it. The sensation of a throbbing cock between her lips was much different than inside her toiling cunt, and she often wasn't certain where she wanted the cock. Most of the time she allowed the man to put his cock where he wanted to, her steamy, hairy cunt or in her wet, hungry mouth. Sometimes, though, she would initiate where she wanted to be fucked. And right now she wanted to suck him off.
Gliding her lips up and down his cock now, she made gurgling noises that were becoming louder and louder. She was only concerned with her ecstasy. Her eyes remained wide open and gazing hotly up at him as she sucked. But her eyes weren't seeing much. Even her mind was almost blank. She was filled completely with the pleasure of sucking his cock.
As she sucked up and down his prick slowly, savoring the deliciousness of his cock, she opened his pants and, when Marty lifted his ass, tugged them to his feet. She never turned his cock loose once. Now she brought one hand up beneath his ass, clutching one muscled asscheek tightly, her fingers moving into his asscrack. With her other hand she cradled his hairy balls, gently massaging them. Her hot lips moved a bit faster on his cock, sucking a bit stronger. She felt Marty trembling beneath her and that thrilled her.
She worked a fingertip into the crack of his ass and began to rub at his asshole. Marty loved that, she knew, and she wanted him to love everything she was doing for him at this moment.
She pulled her lips from his cock and looked up at him, her eyes still somewhat glassy. "Mmmm, I love it, Marty!" she whispered thickly. "Oh, God, I love to suck your cock! It's so hard, Marty! So fucking hard!"
And then she was sucking his cock again.
She turned her head about az she sucked, her lips sweetly stretched, her tongue moving every chance it had. Lori sucked up until she held only his smooth prickhead, her tongue lapping across his dripping piss hole, then down she went, until the head of his cock was again inside her throat. Holding his prick there, she worked on his cock with her cheeks and throat, moaning softly, loving the way his prick throbbed in he mouth.
Rubbing at his asshole, Lori hungrily devoured Marty's cock, her mouth racing up and down his prick swiftly now. She became anxious for his cock to squirt down her throat. Her hot, wet mouth hungered for his come juice.
Marty was squirming on the couch, grunting. Lori sucked much harder, knowing he was close to coming. She mewled about his prick as she sucked hard, almost in a frenzy, her ecstasy building.
His cock swelled even more, stretching her lips wider, throbbing powerfully as his prick began to jerk deep in her mouth.
Then Marty came.
Lori squealed as the thick, slippery come juice spurted into her mouth. She squealed again as he spewed more come juice. She quickly pulled her lips up until she held just his cockhead, her tongue licking furiously across his spurting piss hole. The come juice splashed into hers mouth, filling it.
She swallowed eagerly and kept her tongue flying. Her cunt convulsed and her ass shook. The slightest taste of come juice was enough to send her cunt into a clutching orgasm.
Lori sucked the head of his cock until his prick stopped gushing, then she ran her tongue over his cockhead lovingly before pulling away. She caressed his cock and balls as she looked up at him.
"Maybe Janice gave you the hard-on, Marty," she murmured wickedly, "but it took me to handle it."
"Lori," he said, exhausted, "you can suck a cock off better than any girl I know. I've been sucked off by a few so-called experts, but I'll be damned if you don't run circles around them."
"That's why you come around so often?" she said. "Because I'm a good cocksucker and love to suck your prick off? Is that the only reason, Marty?"
"No," he said slowly, "not the only reason, Lori. I have a special feeling for you."
"Sure you do," she sneered as she got to her feet. "And it's all in your fucking balls and cock. Marty, I think you better just clear your ass out." She looked down at him, at his still exposed cock and balls. "At least for the night."
He laughed as he pulled his pants up. "I knew it, Lori," he teased. "It isn't me you like… it's just my cock."
At the door he grabbed her and kissed her hard, his hands squeezing at her swelling asscheeks. "I'll see you tomorrow, baby," he said, then he was gone.
Lori leaned against the door, her eyes closed. The taste of his cock was still in her mouth and she ran her tongue over her white teeth.
He was probably right, she thought. It is just his fucking cock I like, not him.
She went to her bedroom and showered again, thinking that she was taking a lot of showers these past few days. But then, she smiled to herself, before she had not been getting as much cock as she had been… and pussy.
Thinking of pussy sent horniness and lust rising inside her body again. As the water cascaded over her slender, curvy figure, she thought of Janice. Such a sweet girl, so pretty and so fucking horny. As soon as Marty had arrived, Janice had sat her little ass on his lap, twisting her sugary cunt against his cock.
Forward little shit, Lori thought. Not at all bashful. That damn Marty loved it, too, the bastard!
Out of the shower, she toweled her body until it glowed pinkly. She looked into the mirror at her reflection, still thinking of Janice. And wondered what her sister, Karen, would say if she knew her daughter was such a hot little sex kitten.
Knowing Karen as she did, Lori felt her sister would scream to high heaven. Her brother-in-law she wasn't sure about. She knew hardly anything about Bob. He had always been friendly toward her, but somewhat aloof, even though they had fucked.
With her mind filled with such thoughts, Lori was in the hallway before she realized it. She was still naked and headed for the bedroom door of her niece. She felt the wet pulsating of her own cunt. She paused at the door of Janice's room, looking in. The nightlight was on, and the sweet little girl was visible.
Janice was sprawled on her stomach, breathing softly in sleep. She was naked, and the sweetness of her ass cheeks curved up from her waist and creamy thighs. Lori's cunt quivered with desire as she looked at her niece and then she was standing next to the bed, looking down at her succulent, naked body.
The thought came to Lori that Stevie should be in here, sleeping with his sister. There was no reason not to, not after what she had seen them doing in the living room, joined in with them.
Lori leaned over and caressed her niece's asscheeks. She could feel the warmth of her smooth ass, hotter than normal. But it wasn't a temperature associated with an illness – it was a temperature of intense horniness.
Janice stirred but did not wake up. Lori moved her hands over the sleeping girl's naked little ass lightly and gently. There was no reason to conceal her presence, she knew, but there was a nagging doubt in the back of her mind that she could not pin down.
Leaving her sleeping niece's room, she paused at the room where Stevie was sleeping, looking in at him. Stevie was on his back, his chest moving up and down rhythmically. Her gaze went to his cock and balls, and she smiled to herself when she saw his prick was standing up hard.
He must be having a beautiful dream, she thought as she turned from his room and started for her own.
She had wanted to go in and wake her nephew, play with his cock, fuck him or suck him off. But the thought of how easy all this had been had come back to bother her again.
Lori lay on her bed in the darkness, stating up at the ceiling. Her body was still tingling, her cunt moist and warm. She began to rub gently at her clit as she thought about the things which were bothering her.
As far as she knew, she was the only one in her family with such a hot ass. Karen had never seemed to have much of interest an sex. Where Lori had been fucking her dates almost from the start, Karen had, as far as. Lori knew, married as a virgin.
Then she thought of Stevie and Janice. They were just like their aunt, not their mother.
Karen was so moral and proper, but she had two young kids who were so hot they'd fuck anything. It just didn't make any sense to Lori. Karen was a beautiful woman, too. It was a shame that all Karen's beauty should be wrapped up in that cool, foolish attitude about sex. Deep down, Lori suspected, her sister could be a hot piece of ass if she would just let herself go.
Lori laughed quietly to herself. Marty would be good for Karen, she thought. With that big cock of his, he'd show her how to really enjoy a fuck.
She thought of her brother-in-law, Bob. He was good looking enough, but was such a cool person. Lori wandered how they ever managed to get up enough passion to have Janice and Stevie.
Shoving such thoughts from her mind, she turned onto her side and curled up, a hand underneath her cheek. She drew one knee to her tits, closing her eyes. The wetness of her niece's creamy naked ass was in her mind as was the delicious hard-on of her nephew.