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CHAPTER FIVE

"Did I do okay?" he asked. That eagerness about knowing how he was doing thrilled Gloria in a way she couldn't easily put into words. While she didn't care for men who simply fucked and then rolled over and went to sleep, she wasn't used to having to constantly reassure the man that he had done okay. Most of the men she'd fucked know they were men and knew they did a good job.

She had to keep reminding herself that this wasn't a man, not really. He was a eighteen-year-old whose sexual experiences apparently were limited to occasional fucking with this eighteen-year-old girlfriend. That didn't give the perspective that long years of screwing gave.

"You did great, Larry. I'm surprised, in fact," she added. "You did better than a lot of men."

She didn't bother to add that, while this was true, she never had balled with any man a second time who didn't give her enough pleasure the first time in bed. Her nephew was still learning all the right moves. She didn't want to tell him that she had had better.

"Wow, I can hardly believe this," he said, pulling himself up into a sitting position. "I mean. God, my very own cunt and everything!"

She smiled and lazily rolled over to put her head in his lap. Her brown hair floated down and tickled his crotch, giving his prick a funny, uneasy feeling.

"Uh, look, Aunt Gloria. Do you think we should keep on? I mean, God, I loved it, I really did, but…"

"But you still think there's something evil about feeling good." She heaved a deep sigh. Even today's kids were contaminated with the old-style morality. To be as free and loose and to have as much fun as possible had died out quick in the younger generation.

"Look, Larry, whatever two adults do is perfectly okay. As long as they're not hurting anybody, and they dig it, who cares? Who the fuck should care if we have fun together?"

"I'm only eighteen," he said.

"Sure, but you could fool most people. And the definition of adult shouldn't have anything to do with age. It should be what kind of a person you are. Some people are adults by the time they're fourteen or fifteen and others die of old age and are still mentally no better than children. I think, you're ready for a man's share of sex. Don't you?"

She moved her head further into his lap so that his limp cock was only a few inches away should she decide to turn her head. She wanted to see what sort of reaction she got before she went ahead and popped that lovely, long prick between her lips and sucked like hell.

"I guess so. I mean, I feel like an adult. It was super with you. And you said I did good when I was eating you out. But, damn it, Aunt Gloria, you are my aunt!"

"So?"

"So relatives shouldn't do things like this. It's incest. It's a sin. Not just illegal, but morally wrong, too."

"Like all 'moral' things, religious laws were made to keep people from doing something that would be dangerous – but this was a couple thousand years ago, if not longer. With the Pill and little chance of a woman getting pregnant unless she wants to, don't you think we've outgrown the need for 'morality' like that? We're adults and we enjoy fucking each other, why shouldn't we?"

"It still seems wrong," he said, but his tone told her he wasn't too sure. He simply argued because he thought be should.

She rolled over and shoved her face down firmly into his crotch. The woman didn't bother to use her fingers. She let her tongue do all the work. Her agile tongue snaked out and looped around his balls. As she pulled her tongue back in, it slithered across his hairy bag and stirred the nuts inside. She then succeeded in scooping up his dead cock.

Or was it so dead? She felt a tremor of desire course through it. She pulled it in between her ruby lips and then clamped down firmly on it. Sucking harder, she managed to trap the glans firmly between her hard, white teeth.

"God, don't bite it off!" he begged. But his tone wasn't one of fear. He was enjoying this. He was just unsure of himself and what she would want to do with his prick.

She managed to say, "I won't bite it off. Don't worry. This is going to be seat. Does it feel okay?"

"More than okay," he sighed. She thought he was having trouble keeping his voice from breaking due to the intense sexual strain he must be under. She doubted if his eighteen-year-old girlfriend was sophisticated enough to ever go down on him. The girl had sounded as if she had wanted to get laid but didn't know of any other options open to sexually active adults.

Gloria smiled and sucked a little harder on his cock. Using the tip of her tongue, she tried to force her way down into his piss-slit. They both realized this wasn't possible, but it turned them both on in a big way.

The woman's tongue swirled around the hardening cap of his cock until she felt his heart beating strongly. Bobbing her head up and down on the half-stiff prick gave her the chance to face-fuck herself. The feel of cock rubbing against her lips again made her pussy ooze out another flood of cunt juice. She was getting hotter than he was!

But he was responding. That was what mattered to her. She would get him nice and hard and then they would fuck again. She needed it. Her cunt begged for cock – and it was going to get it!

"God, Aunt Gloria, this is too much. Sucking on my cock like that makes me feel all weak and shaky. I… oh, sweet Jesus, that's nice!"

She teased his prick until it was more than half stiff. It throbbed with need now and she was more than happy to try to fill that need. She moved and her hair spilled down into the boy's lap. She began running her face up and down on his cock. The shaft of hard man meat speared in and out of her mouth until she was almost sobbing with delight.

It had been so long! It had been too damned long since she'd eaten cock. And she wasn't going to wait that long again. The friction of his cock flesh against her lips turned her on more and more. She inhaled deeply. The smell of male musk aroused her. She loved the taste. She loved the feel. She loved everything about eating cock.

"Gosh, Aunt Gloria, I… I don't know if I can keep from coming in your mouth! My balls feel like a pressure cooker about ready to explode!"

She moved from the saliva-drenched shaft of his manly prick to his balls. The hairy sac had contracted into as hard sphere. She took the entire hairy bag into her mouth. Gently, she gnawed. She felt his entire body stiffen. Not wanting him to get off so soon, she lightly licked across the sides of his sac. She felt his balls inside tumbling and lurching.

Moving away from his balls, she kissed and licked and lightly nibbled all the way back up to the bell-shaped end of his prick. A tiny drop of pre-come beaded at the tip. She slurped it up and sucked just enough to let him know how much she cared for his prick.

"Want to fuck?" she asked.

"Yes!"

She wasn't the least bit surprised at his eagerness. After all, she had to keep reminding herself, this was all brand new to him. She was leading him through the wonderland of fucking for the first time. He had screwed a chick, but it probably hadn't been too good for either of them.

Gloria remembered fucking in the back seat of a car at a drive-in. It had been awkward, almost back-breaking. It was a wonder any teenager ever survived to learn how to really screw.

She hated to take her mouth off his cock, but she knew she had to. If she wanted to get that lovely, long, hard prick rammed up her pussy, she would have to abandon it for some time. But that didn't mean the trip down to her cunt couldn't be exciting.

Carefully, she grabbed his cock and pulled it from her wet mouth. She rubbed her cheek against the sensitive underside until she felt the warmth seeping into her face. She dragged his cock lower, along the line of her jaw, to her throat, down to her tits… She rolled over and onto her back so that he could place his throbbing cock in the deep canyon between her tits.

"You, like this?" she asked.

"I can b-b-barely keep from c-c-coming!" he stammered.

He straddled her waist and rocked forward, his prick rubbing against the insides of her knockers. He seemed to enjoy this as much as anything they had done together.

And the woman didn't mind in the least. The feel of his hot, throbbing cock near her tits made her breath come faster, harder, heavier. And the way his hands worked all over the tip of her tits turned her on in a big way. He took each nipple between a thumb and a forefinger and rolled the tiny nubbins of flesh in circles.

She sobbed with desire as she felt the full impact of all this. The way her tits throbbed and expanded, she knew they were filling with excited blood. She wanted to tell him to keep fondling her tits, manhandling them the way he was. She could die right now and go happy.

But he had his mind on other things. He enjoyed the feel of her satiny smooth tits, the huge mounds of quivering, firm tit flesh under his hands, but his prick began to dry off in the air and feel cold.

He wanted to bury his cock in a cunt and that was it.

The youth struggled to get back down his aunt's body. His balls bounced over the slightly domed belly. When his balls rubbed against her pussy fur, he had to groan out loud and stop for a moment. He had almost come. He gritted his teeth and concentrated. He didn't want to come like some kid getting his first piece of ass. He wanted to show her he was as much a stud as she thought him to be.

Besides not wanting to disappoint her, he knew what pleasures lay inside those puffy, blue-tinged cunt lips. He wanted to feel the full effect of a real woman's pussy clutching and gripping at his cock again. Elaine was okay – for a eighteen-year-old. But he had sampled a mature woman's pussy and he had become insatiable. He had to have more!

Gloria was more than willing for him to have his heart's desire. Her legs drifted open even more and she lifted her ass slightly off the floor in obvious invitation. Her arms reached out and stroke along the boy's shoulders and upper arms. There was no mistaking her need.

"Fuck me, Larry," she said in a sex-husky voice. "I need to feel that huge pecker of yours ripping into my pussy. Make me feel every Goddamn inch of your cock!"

He changed his position so that he was fully between her slender legs. He marveled at the feel of the smooth flesh gliding along his flanks. He dug chicks with huge tits. He always had enjoyed watching the sway and bob as they walked. Some of the girls in his high school even went braless. The sight of firm, hard nipples poking out against thin T-shirts always gave him a hard-on.

But now he was learning that lets could be as sexy as huge tits. The feel as his aunt moved those legs restlessly on either side of his body made his prick jerk and buck even harder. He could hardly control himself in his haste to get on and ride.

"Let me guide you in," she urged, when he had stabbed forward clumsily and missed. His cock had gone skittering along the woman's well-oiled gash. His cock had been engulfed by her cunt lips, but this wasn't the way either of them wanted the fucking to continue.

"Ummm, golly, your hand is nice on my prick!" he exclaimed.

"And it will be even nicer when you feel nothing but my cunt surrounding it!"

He gulped as his aunt's hand pulled him down to her pussy lips. The flaps parted under the thrust of his cock. This time he found the hot chamber of her cunt. He sobbed and almost lost control as her soft, damp, hot flesh clutched wildly at his prick. He paused for a moment, got an iron-grip on his runaway emotions, then thrust into her seething cunt.

For a second, both of them held this position, frozen with the stark wonder of it. He was buried to the balls in the tightest, hottest cunt he could imagine. Looking down on the woman's supine form, he saw the intense arousal that he had given her simply by fucking deep into her juicy twat. Her face was twisted out of shape and molded into a mask of carnal desire. Her tits rose and fell heavily, the nipples visibly hardening even more. Her tits were blowing up like balloons from the blood her heart pounded into them. Lea like a vise closed in on either side of his body. And her cunt!

He thought she was going to crush mm with those soft, pliable cunt walls. She tensed and relaxed her pussy walls a few times in a loving embrace. He held onto his control with all the determination he could muster. That sucking coat threatened to pull every drop of jism straight out of his balls. He fought down the rising tide of his come and breathed hard.

If it affected him tremendously, the woman was almost pushed over the brink of orgasm. The thick man root stuffed all the way up into her tiny cunt was all she could ask for. Tensing and relaxing her pussy walls gave her a complete picture of what his prick was like.

The big blue vein pulsed with strong, deliberate beats. It matched every beat of his heart. She felt the thumping increase and tightened her cunt walls even more around the thick plug of his cock. The huge bell-shaped head of his glans pressed erotically into her most delicate membranes. She was again filled with a virile man, a man capable of fucking her until she couldn't stand it any more!

"Shit, it's just like it used to be," she moaned out. Then, louder so that her nephew could hear, she cried, "Damn you, fuck me! Don't just sit there! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!"

Her entire body trembled like a leaf in a high wind. She could feel the flush of impending orgasm rising up around her shoulders and neck. She was like a fish out of water. Breathing was hard and her throat felt as if it had been coated with sandpaper. Every gust of air into her tortured lungs was like a breath of liquid fire, burning, searing, arousing. She thrashed around, the spike of his cock firmly her all the way up her cunt.

"Fuck hard! I need to feel you all the way up my pussy. Give me that sweet prick of yours till you rip me in half! Split me, damn you, split me all the way to the chin!"

She was delirious with the feel of his prick moving slowly in her cunt. She needed more and knew that her nephew wouldn't be able to give it to her unless she showed him how.

"My legs!" she cried out. "Get those broad shoulders of yours under my knees and bend me double. That's going to drive that wonderful pecker of yours even deeper!"

The youth could hardly bear his aunt. The rush of blood in his temples was like the pounding of a distant drum. But he obeyed. He hunched one shoulder down and his aunt quickly put her soft, slender leg up against his chest and draped over his shoulder. They repeated the action with her other leg. Then he simply let gravity work. He fell forward onto her and discovered what she meant.

It was like doing pushups – but with a vast difference. His cock raced all the way up her well-greased cunt. Her upper thighs were pressed erotically into her tits. The sight of her boobs mashed flat against her legs turned the youth on tremendously. His weight held the woman bent in this position.

And his cock was even deeper into her hot cunt. The youth thought his throbbing prick had been in deep before. He realized now that he had a lot more to learn a about fucking. This position allowed him to penetrate her willing, wanton body another inch at least. It was like having an eight-inch cock!

"Fuck, damn you, fuck hard! Give it to me. Ride me, ride me haaaaaard!"

Her shrieks of joy as he began the swift in and out fucking movement took his breath away. The pussy was getting tighter and tighter around his surging cock. He could hardly believe that it was possible. Every stroke carried him a fraction of an inch deeper-and into hotter, tighter territory.

When she began massaging his cock with her cuntal muscles, he had to fight back the hot tide of his come. He knew this was a losing battle. Sooner or later she would milk every single drop of his precious jizz, but he intended to give them both the maximum pleasure possible until that moment.

"God, Aunt Gloria, I never felt pussy this tight before," he panted.

He couldn't tell what turned him on the most. The warm, gripping sheath of cunt surrounding his cock was great. He wouldn't change this for the world. But the sight of her face, pulled into a mask of stark arousal, made him teel even more of a man. He was giving her this fucking. He was the one bending her double and filling her cunt to overflowing with all the cock she could take.

The smell of two aroused bodies made his nostrils flare. He smelled aroused woman, hot and heavy. The sound of his prick sucking in and out of her tight pussy added to it, also.

"More! Give me all you got! And fast! Burn me up with that cock of yours! Oh, God, God! Hurt me! Fuck me and hurt meee!"

His aunt's words shocked him. He didn't want to hurt her. He wanted to fuck her and let them both have their fun. He started to withdraw and found his cock drawn back into her cunt. He had no choice but to fuck with all the power locked up in his slender hips.

Powerful stroke followed an equally powerful stroke. And then he lost control of his body. No longer able to maintain the smooth, even rhythm he had begun with, he exploded into a frenzy of fucking. He rammed hard and fast into her cunt. He pound his crotch into hers with wild abandon. For a horrible instant, he thought he must be hurting her from the hideous sounds leaking from her lips. But she urged him on.

Nothing that felt this good could be evil. He fucked harder, his hips corkscrewing his prick all the way up into her softly yielding cunt. The squishing noise came louder. Her pussy was frothy with fuck sauce now. And then he couldn't contain his fiery tide of jism any more.

Like a stick of dynamite buried up her twat, he exploded. Spurt after impossibly hard spurt of gooey white jism spattered into her pussy. He whitewashed her cunt as he arched his back and pressed down even more. There was no way his prick could be driven any deeper into his aunt's pussy.

When she came, her cunt collapsed like a mine shaft around his still spewing prick. He gasped again and wondered if this tightness might crush him to a pulp. But it brought, only new delight to him.

And when both of them had finished, they lay in each other's arms, not speaking, each lost in their own thoughts.